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"it's him!"

In the evening, a group of people by the river headed towards the inn in a mighty manner. The ordinary people know that this is the famous Liuniu Gang in the village. The difference between good and evil, ordinary people can't avoid it.

"Which blind person dares to cause trouble in your grandfather's territory?"

Those burly guys from before gathered a group of people to come, not only for the beauties but also to regain their place.One of them was the big man from yesterday, standing in the position of deputy and pointing.

He Ningwen and Shi Yan were wandering by the river, knowing Yue'anman's movements, she was not in a hurry, and the two of them had been fighting for several days, and they were really not depressed, so they took advantage of this beautiful spring day to take a walk to relieve their depression.Unexpectedly, even at such a moment, people will come to the door.

Shi Yan and He Ningwen looked at each other, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

"It's because you don't have eyes?" The leading man waved a machete at He Ningwen a few times.

"Before you offend Master, I shouldn't have spared your life, and dare to do something wrong..." He Ningwen stood up straight, her voice became colder, and she made a gesture to fight.

Suddenly, the evening wind blew the sparkling riverside, and the knife flashed among them. A tall and thin scholar came across the wide bridge seven or eight feet away, with his knife hanging loudly by his side.He pushed and shoved while walking, but no one could touch his sleeves. He walked through the Liuniu gang all the way, and jumped out of the confrontation scene between the two.

He Ningwen didn't need to see his description clearly, just seeing the white dark clothes and the narrow Chaoyu knife, he knew that the killer from Drunken Dream Palace had arrived again. Only then did he become serious and reminded Shi Yan: "It was the killer that night."

Shang Su also opened his mouth, and smiled at He Ningwen, "I'm here to kill you again."

Seeing that he was robbed of the place by the Shang Su, the Liuniu Gang ran out of his team swaggeringly. He really didn't know what to do, so he scolded viciously: "Which way are you from, kid? How dare you come and make trouble with grandpa?" ?”

As if he had just seen such a big man, Shangsu widened his eyes and looked at the leader carefully up and down, left and right, and then laughed loudly: "Who am I, you ask? Of course I am no one, but no one can try to snatch me away." target."

"Where is the madness?" Shang Su's arrogance makes people feel lingering, but his attire is very dismissive, and the two are contradictory. The leader of the Liuniu Gang looked at himself, after all, the number is superior, Straightening his waist, he said: "Look at your young age, you have a strong tone, and you don't have the place to speak in Jijiang."

Shang Su seemed to have heard some very funny joke again, and said: "Very good!" He turned to face the members of the Liuniu Gang, his eyes swept across their faces like a greedy wolf.

It was interesting for them to come and go, but He Ningwen didn't care that they were finally entangled in his own life, and he had no intention of escaping.Drunken Dream Palace is a giant in the world, and its power is not comparable to that of ordinary sects. Even if it can hide for a while, it will not be able to hide for a lifetime.

Regardless of whether it was Zui Meng Gong or Tian Xing Xie, he really wanted to ask why he came here for this body of pursuit.

He glanced at Shi Yan, but Shi Yan asked first: "What are you looking at me for?" He Ningwen turned his ear and replied, "See if you are willing to help me." Shi Yan sneered and asked back: "When did I not help?" You?" He Ningwen laughed, and said: "Thank you, Eldest Young Master, for your generosity."

The two of them didn't deliberately suppress their voices, and this conversation seemed to be provocative to the opposite ear.For a while, the boss and Shangsu stopped arguing, and they all looked at He Ningwen, who smiled back and said, "Have you discussed it?"

Shangsu nodded: "I will kill you first and then kill them."

As soon as these words came out, He Ningwen didn't have time to reply that the Liuniu gang members were about to blow up, and there was quite a lively chatter in his mouth.

"You are too courageous, brat!" "You dare to offend our Liuniu gang, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

The leader twisted his fleshy face, his face was hideous: "You son of a bitch, do you know whose subordinate my Liuniu Gang is, hehe, I'm afraid you will be scared to death if you say it! The third hall master of the Qianhe Sect is my brother-in-law!"

It's just that this made Shangsu very unhappy. He grabbed the knife hanging on his waist and cut the throat of the nearest boss with just one look, and then said very dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

This living person stood stiffly, and then blood poured in for a moment, most of which shot onto Shang Su's body, like a bucket of red blood poured down from his head, turning a living person into a blood puppet.

There was a moment of silence around, and screams suddenly overwhelmed the sky, ordinary passers-by had already scattered and fled in all directions, but the rest of the buffalo gang trembled and dared not move.

It's just that Shang Su didn't show the slightest discomfort. He turned around and looked back at He Ningwen, but the man's blood flowed through his face and obstructed his vision. He couldn't help wiping his face with his sleeve, but it made the whole picture His face was covered in blood.

Shangsu opened his mouth again: "Now we can start."

He Ningwen sighed inwardly, and asked, "Last time I wanted to ask, is it me you want to kill?"

"Are you He Ningwen?" Shangsu looked contemptuously in his eyes, as if he thought his question was boring, "Wouldn't it be ridiculous if you mistaken your prey?"

He Ningwen asked again: "Then why did you come here?"

Shangsu frowned, obviously very impatient with such a question: "Are you also slowing down like this when killing people?"

kill……

Shi Yan and He Ningwen looked at each other, could it be that they are talking about Chai Wushou?

He Ningwen sighed inwardly, the trouble Li Lanchao gave him was really troublesome.

"I didn't kill Chai Wushou." No matter what Shang Su thought, He Ningwen would say that he hadn't even met the famous Chai Wushou.

Shang Su's expression became ferocious in an instant. Holding his knife, his eyes were red and he shouted: "I will send you to be buried with him." Suddenly he drew his knife and slashed out, approaching He Ning as fast as a rainstorm. Wen cut off.

This Zhaoyu Dao Jue is the secret book of Drunken Dream Palace that is not passed on. I don't know how many heroes in the world have died under this move.

He Ningwen drew out the judge's pen, blocked it in time, turned around, and pointed the pen tip at Shangsu's back.The waist and the waist collided, but He Ningwen ran with her feet, moving along the fence by the river, with the wind in her skirt.Shang Su caught up with him in a few steps, and swung the thin knife towards He Ningwen's head and neck.

He Ningwen jumped up, and the blade only brushed against the bottom of his feet. Unexpectedly, Shangsu chased the knife vertically with his backhand. He Ningwen was still in the air and had no way to use his strength, so he turned around and slapped the ground with his true energy. Fly back to the ground.

"Have you seen his dead body?" He Ning asked after hearing that he was a few meters away from him.

Shang Su wanted to attack back but was shocked. He Ning realized that this person had never seen Chai Wushou's body, even if it was a fake one.However, this person was in a weird mood, and He Ningwen didn't dare to immediately deduce why Shangsu came here. Was it someone who heard about the court's reward and came to pursue it, or was it someone related to Chai Wushou?

"Did you see it?" Shangsu gritted his teeth, suddenly feeling a splitting headache.

He Ningwen and Shi Yan looked at each other, and saw that Shang Su was in a bad mood at this time, could it be that he was really someone related to Chai Wushou.

Shi Yan had a flash of inspiration and said, "Your name is Shangsu?"

Shang Su suddenly raised his head and stared at Shi Yan, Shi Yan was silent for a while and finally said: "Brother Chai mentioned the people he had helped when we corresponded with me, and one of them was a scholar who wore a sword every day, but the scholar was a It's because he doesn't have the strength to restrain a chicken, he just thinks it's weird, but this person doesn't take it seriously."

Shang Su smiled more and more when he heard the words, and finally jumped in front of Shi Yan. He Ningwen hurried to protect Shi Yan, but Shang Su still stared at Shi Yan with red eyes in disapproval, and asked with a grin: "Chai Gong mentioned me to you?" He quickly restrained his expression, "Who are you, Chai Gong? Why have I never met you?"

At that time, Yan realized a little meaning: "I communicate with Chai Gong through letters." The implication is that he has never seen Chai Wushou.

"But that's all." Shang Su murmured in a low voice, and soon he looked at the two again, "You said Chai Gong was not killed by you, so who killed it?"

He Ning asked without answering, "When did you find out about Chai Gong's death?"

Shangsu's eyes were wary: "Why are you asking this?"

He Ning heard, "Perhaps Chai Gong is not dead."

The joy in Shang Su's eyes suddenly blazed, he opened his mouth to speak but stopped, and his expression turned cold suddenly: "Don't try to shirk your guilt, if Mr. Chai is not dead, why did he hide behind the news of his death and never come forward to explain it?"

It's hard for He Ningwen to say that he suspects that Chai Wushou has something to do with the pair of servant boys. If he hides it behind, maybe he will target him, but he doesn't know what kind of grievances he has with Chai Wushou.He Ningwen sighed inwardly, then turned to look at Shi Yan: "Can I trust you?"

When Shi Yan understood his thoughts, he nodded: "Seeing that characters are like people, Chai Gong's handwriting is as graceful as a silver hook, and his source is like a frightening luan. He is charming and vigorous, and he is not a person who works in calculations." He praised Chai without a head, Shang Su was very useful, and smiled again on his face, nodded again and again, and praised: "That's true, Mr. Chai is very beautiful, although he doesn't want to contact people, he acts upright, and he is willing to do good and don't care about rewards. beads."

He Ningwen said to Shang Su again: "The body of Chai Gong we saw was faked by someone. Since you said that Chai Gong has not shown up since then, I am afraid that something bad happened to him, but no one will know because of the framing."

Shangsu rationalized and snorted coldly: "This is just your one-sided opinion."

He Ning was not angry when she heard this, but smiled, and said, "Isn't it true that you said that I killed Chai Gong?" Seeing that Shang Su didn't answer, He Ning asked again, "Who told you about Chai Wushou's death? , who said that the murderer who killed Chai Wushou was He Ningwen, and who gave you my portrait and location?"

Shangsu was speechless for a while, so don't look away. He Ningwen was not an aggressive person, so she stopped talking immediately, and said, "Didn't you see a white-faced scholar who was arrested the night you besieged and killed me in Jingfu County?"

"What scholar?" Shang Su didn't know why, and the puzzled expression on his face was not fake. He Ningwen frowned. If Shang Su didn't kill Li Lanchao, where did Li Lanchao go?

Suddenly hearing a bell shaking in the sky, Shang Su frowned, and as the bell sounded louder, he threw away the Chaoyu knife and hugged his head, his face flushed in extreme pain.

He Ning was surprised when she heard that, she reached out her hand to help, but she heard a laugh in the air: "Good Shangsu, I gave you a chance, why didn't you kill someone?"

A group of figures appeared, surrounded by the black and gold robed Ming Shuyao, the owner of Drunken Dream Palace.

He shook the bell in his hand lightly, his eyes filled with coldness.