Chapter 45

If you don't break out in silence, you die in silence. Since silence represents death, then you are no longer silent. Then, it will break out...

"Hey!"

The black dagger floated softly, gently gliding over the night light evil neck, bringing a trace of blood.

"Your relatives, don't mess with me, I promise they are safe!"

It was a slap in the face of the night, and the night was light and evil. There was not much emotion in the night, just turning around silently and entering the room. Carrying the sleeping sister on the back, then grabbing the sheets, tearing them into a rope, firmly sticking the sister behind the back, and walked out of the door and walked out of the small courtyard.

Then, the night was cold... I started a crazy move. He started to ignite and burn the yard. The yard was not made of marble like the West, but most of it was wooden. This arson fire instantly ignited a raging fire, and the fire instantly enveloped the entire yard.

"Let's whisper, brother takes you to a fair, then we leave this broken place together, forever... don't come back."

Facing the raging fire, the night light and cold look relaxed, the huge fire burned the yard where he lived for more than ten years, and it seems to have burned the cage that was pressed in his heart for more than ten years. There is no cage in the mind, of course, you can fly freely. It feels like... very good!

Night frivolity does not have the habit of getting up early, at least not the habit of getting up so early. It was only after receiving the great benefits of others last night, I have to give things to people, right? So he got up early in the morning, then called the night evil, and told him to do something.

He is very satisfied with the loyal man of the night light evil. This person has the ability and strength. It’s simple and straightforward to do things, and I also understand the master’s mind. For example, today, I did not send someone to him. He immediately understood, Lima took the two men sent by his father from the small town, silently walked out of the drunken garden and rushed to the East House.

After a little tossing, he did not sleep, so he began to practice the warfare technique. Last night, he accidentally took a war of the Emperor from the snow. He looked at it for a long time. At this moment, of course, he began to cultivate.

The name of the martial art is "the refining soul" is a secret skill for cultivating the soul. The soul is the foundation of everyone. It is more important to the martial arts. The martial arts need to understand the laws of heaven and earth after cultivation. If the soul is stronger, then for the world. The sentiment of the law will be easier. Only this refining soul is broken, only the scroll, so the snow will be used as a chip to give the night frivolity.

"The young master."

A hurried awakening of the night madness, he looked at the guard at the door with some anger. The servant changed his face, but he still said: "The young master, the night is cold, but it was escorted back by the lord of the city."

"Night light cold? Night stick sent someone to send him back?"

The night brows frowned slightly and thought about the meaning of this sentence. The night stick is a three-bedroom night shot, he knows. Why is the night stick escorting a waste back? Could it be that the night is light and cold? Got a night shot? And the time to come back is just so smart! What is the special meaning during this period?

"People are far following the cold night, be careful not to expose, night light evil... shouldn't it be so stupid?" The night light evil suddenly said, things seem complicated, and the three houses want to get something out. ? He decided to figure out the situation first and then see what to do next.

However, it hasn’t been five minutes since the report came back, and things have become uncontrollable. The idiot of the night light evil did not even do a good job, and the night whisper actually committed suicide. Suicide committed suicide, a family adopted orphans, not worth mentioning, but the snow has no trace to express regret.

I just didn't think that the news that the guards passed down later made him feel a little shocked. He was afraid to kill people at night, and he not only had the courage to kill, but he also had the strength to kill. Ok, kill it and kill it. Although the night leopard is his men, it is also his men, but he does not feel the slightest regret and heartache, just think of it just... he rushed to have a reason to ask a crime, so he Hurrying with his men ready to rush.

Just... He went back halfway and he turned back. He got another more shocking news. The night lightly killed the night and the evil spirits. He set fire to the house and rushed to the west side.

He actually killed the night evil! Why does he kill the night?

The night frivolity first thought of the white-faced scholar, three uncles, and conspiracy, absolutely conspiracy! Regardless of whether the night is cold or not, is there any courage to kill the night evil of the family's core children? Even if he dares to kill, can he kill? The military will be doubled, and after the battle of the beasts, they will reach the triple night evil. He can kill. Why should he kill? Based on his elite quality of waste?

It must be, it must be a night gun to send people to help, but during his time did not find his men. And the night lightly killed people, but also dared to set fire, although burning his own house, but obviously they want to make things big, leading the family of three ancestors.

The night is evil, and I have imagined many "truths" in an instant, although it is only the truth he thinks. But only when he thinks that he feels reasonable and reasonable, he just takes it for granted. So he sent his hand out all the time.

A group of people took the North Gate, told Snow that there is no need to wait any longer, and euphemistically expressed his apology. A group of people went to the courtyard of the night sword. Originally, they told all the things and their own inferences to the father, involving the struggle between the big house and the three houses. He did not dare to move around, and he could only rely on his father. In addition, a group of people went to the torture hall, called Yurong to bring people to their yards, in order to change the situation, to see what kind of storm that waste can stir up!

North Gate of Cangcheng.

There was no trace of snow in the early morning, sitting in a luxurious and unusual carriage, waiting quietly there, feeling a little excited and a little embarrassed. It was only after the dawn of the first round of the East, and when it was raised, his mood became worse and worse. There was some anger on the handsome face, some loss, and some distortion.

The old stone and the old man, but also the atmosphere, did not dare to go out, just keep opening the curtains, looking at the distance from time to time.

"Young master, it is on fire, and the East House is on fire."

Suddenly, Shi Lao saw that there was a thick smoke in the east side of the hospital, and a red light glowed, and he quickly screamed.

"Snapped!"

The snow looked through the old eyes of the stone, and the distorted face instantly smashed up. With a force, the teacup in the hand broke. Taking a long breath, he closed his eyes, his expression seemed to return to calm, but there was a faint hand that made him feel the anger in his heart.

"You don't have to wait any longer, go back to Snow City!"

After a long time, the snow finally recovered, and waved his hand weakly, closing his eyes again.

Night Sword has the habit of drinking tea early. At this time, he is sitting in his room in Jiuyitai, slowly drinking tea, tea is a good tea, and the best avocado tea is one or two. The person who poured tea is a wonderful person. This time he spent hundreds of amethyst coins a few days ago. Jiuyitai, bought from the 13th Street, was once the clearest of a building, or the most expensive one.

Looking at the front of the words, laughing, like a beautiful woman like the snow-capped mountains, the night sword smiled slightly, and recruited to signal her to do her own thighs, but there was a hint of emotion in my heart.

"Qing 倌? Night knives, night knives, if you were not so stubborn in the past, how much is it clear now? Men? Why bother hanging on a tree? And finally hanged himself!"

Reaching out his hand, through the thin silk clothing, he began to enjoy the infinite beauty brought to him by this red card. Who said that the man is forty, the knife is dull?

"Hey, hey!"

Just as he prepared the sword to be squirted and smashed the square, the door rang. So he was very angry and very sullenly stunned: "What? Don't know if I am drinking morning tea?"

The men outside the door certainly know that the master has the habit of drinking "early tea", but the relationship is too big at this time. He dare not suppress it and whispered: "Adult, there is a house on the east side of the house."

"Waste, if you catch fire, you will need to report it to me." The night sword was even more angry. He was mad at this place.

The guards saw the tendency of the night sword to burn the fire on him. He quickly explained: "The grown-ups are angry, and the frivolous young master sent people to come, saying that it was on the other side of the East Hospital, and it was involved in the three rooms, saying that there was a big event. ""

"Crazy? The third child? Call him in." The night sword carefully pondered, the mood returned to calm, finished the whole clothes, picked up the tea, and began to really taste the tea.

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