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Walking out of this alley is the long lane.

There is only one street.

Wang Feng has only seen it until now that this place is not a very prosperous town, nor is it too big.

A town that is not too big and not very lively, there is such a place as a parrot building, but it is a strange thing.

The two feet of the person who had been picked up had finally fallen to the ground, but they had not been scared to death and were not mad.

He even has the courage to talk to this very unreasonable young man, like an experienced shopkeeper, no matter how many

unreasonable guests can cope.

He self-reported his name: "My surname An, An Zihao. Peaceful An, son of the grandson, hero of Hao."

Wang Feng

squinted and said : "This name is not good." An Zihao smiled: "It really does not Ok, unfortunately I can't think of a better name."

He was already able to smile when he was put down from the air, and he smiled very calmly.

Wang Feng can't help but admire him.

There is a kind of person in this world, and no matter what you do, you will succeed.

An Zihao is such a person.

Wang Feng suddenly said, "What business are you doing?" An

Zihao is still smiling: "I don't do business, I am a jealousy in this neighborhood."

Wang Feng said: "You are not like an official. "An

Zihao said: "You can't be an official at all."

Wang Fengdao : "If you are an official, you shouldn't do it. It seems that you should be a good book."

An Zihao smiled and said: "Unfortunately, the emperor is not like you."

Wang

Fengdao: " You can do this kind of thing?" An Zihao said: "The weather here is good, there are few things, and people often ask me to drink. "

Wang

Fengdao : "Because this place belongs to you?" An Zihao said: "Sometimes it is."

Wang

Fengdao: " When?" An Zihao said: "When Sanye is in trouble."

Wang Fengdao : "Sanye?" An Zihao said: "Sanye is the one you just saw. "

Wang Feng said: "Is that the one who told you to go back soon? "An

Zihao nodded, said: "His surnamed Wu, Wenwu's Wu, called Wuzhenshan. "

Wang Fengdao: "He is already an official? "An

Zihao shook his head and said: "The Emperor of Heaven is far away, and this place cannot be managed. "

Wang Fengdao: "What is he doing? "An

Zihao said: "He does nothing, but half of this place is his. "

He nodded, then said:" Without Aunt Lee, he probably would have bought the other half down. "

Wang Fengdao: "Li Auntie is a woman. "An

Zihao said: "I said that you must have never seen such a woman. "

Wang Fengdao: "She is beautiful?" "An

Zihao said: "Not only beautiful, but also capable, but unfortunately a little old. "

Wang Fengdao: "How old?" "An

Zihao said: "It is old enough, even her daughter is not small. "

Wang Fengdao: "She has a daughter?" "An

Zihao said: "You should have seen her daughter, you have come downstairs from her daughter. "

Wang Feng

stunned again. An Zihao said: "People in this place are afraid of Li Auntie, only her daughter is not afraid. "

Wang Fengdao: "She can't care about her daughter? ”

An Zihao nodded again and said: "If you can control your daughter, would you not let her go to the parrot building?"

The lights on the street are bright, but not many people.

Wang Feng looked at the people coming and going on the street. Everyone’s clothes were not too old.

He also asked: "The situation in this place seems to be good." An

Zihao said: "This is a good place, the weather is good, the soil is fat, but unfortunately can not live." He smiled and said:

"There are only A few pounds of meat, no one is willing to give it to others."

Wang

Fengdao: "The place is not big?" An Zihao said: "The place is not small, but there are swamps and jungles nearby. I heard that there are tigers on the mountain, so I can There are

not many places where people can survive. 'Wang Fengdao: "There are not many people? "An

Zihao Road: "According to our last investigation, there were only eighty-three households in the town. "

Wang Fengdao: "After eighty-three households, can you afford a place like a parrot?" "An

Zihao said: "As long as one person, you can afford it. "

Wang Fengdao: "Wu Sanye? "An

Zihao did not answer, but stood still: "The white powder of the wall is there. "

Taiping grocery store is really a standard standard standard sundries shop, paint the walls white powder, and a great variety of tung oil paint, sugar, flower

raw, rice, millet, eggs, duck eggs, pollen, sewing, shoes, cloth, pipe down, Old wine...

As long as you can think of something, there are things here, even things you can't think of here.

A big, big room is full of various kinds, all kinds of things, and even a big bundle. The rusted

knife and gun, and a lot of old paintings in the line. When

Wang Feng walked in, his eyes looked at the flowers, but it seemed to look at it, but he could not see the semi-

personal shape. An Zihao was already shouting: "The old locust, Have a business! You are not going to drill out? He smiled again to Wang Feng.

Explain: "The old locust is the boss here."

Wang

Fengdao : "Why is he called his old locust ?" An Zihao said: "Because he is like a locust in your stomach, no matter what you are thinking, he knows.

" There is only one thing that I don't know." A man sneaked out of the broken painting pile, his pale hair, his

waist, not like a locust, but a bit like a shrimp.

Anzai Hao laughed: "Old roundworm could have a do not know what."

Old roundworm said:. "Only one thing" that he covered with a wrinkled face, although it appears tired, and old, a pair of eyes

but always with The mischievous smile, squinted and smiled: "What are you doing with Li

Auntie ? I don't know

at all." An Zihao couldn't smile.

The old locust laughed and looked up and down Wang Feng. He said, "Are you from the field?"

Wang Feng smiled and nodded.

He has already begun to think that this old locust is very interesting.

Old roundworm said: "?? Are you looking white powder or he"

Wang Feng said: "Yes I am."

Old roundworm: "You buy whitewashing of white powder to do?"

Labor duct:. "Whitewashing"

the old roundworm a oh said: "are you ready here indulge go on?"

Wang Feng said: "ah."

old roundworm sighed, Nan feeding said: "Unfortunately, you must indulge soon, perhaps even the walls have not yet dry, you already indulge not

live. No one in this place can get down."

Wang Fengdao: "Why?" The

old locust no longer looked at him, slowly turned around and went to find the white powder for the wall.

His back is not a camel, but his waist is always straight, as if there is always an invisible burden on his back.

Look at An Zihao, the expression on his face is still a bit awkward.

He is really guilty of what he is doing with Li Auntie. Of course he knows in his own heart.

Although Li Auntie is right against Wu Sanye, Wu Sanye asks him to drink every day and drink at Li Aunt's daughter.

Wang Feng has gradually discovered that although the town is small, the relationship between people is very complicated.

The old cockroach suddenly turned back and asked: "How much white powder are you going to buy?"

Wang Feng did not know.

He never brushed the wall.

The old locust immediately saw this and changed the way to ask: "Would you like to brush the wide wall?"

Wang Fengdao: "There are about four or five feet, five or six feet." The

old cockroach said: "Only brush this wall?"

Wang Fengdao: "Only brush one side, brush twice." The

old locust sighed again and whispered: "It is not easy to be a lover of Li Auntie. It is not easy to be a son-in-law of her.

Why is a young man who is a good young man? Only the bugs put on his head."

Wang Feng couldn't help but said: "How do you know that I want to be her son-in-law?" The

old worm said: "Who said that I know, I don't know anything, I only know that bugs will not only bite, but also It will suck people's

blood, making people itch."

He turned and had a bag of powder in his hand.

There is a business outside, it is to buy wine.

Three drunkards rushed in and yelled in, and shouted: "Take all the wines here, we have to drink a lot of pain today

." When I

saw these three people, the old locusts frowned and handed a bag of white powder to Wang Feng, turned and went to get the wine.

The three people stood there and were noisy and noisy. Some people even stood still and stood still. Suddenly, they slammed into Wang Feng.

Another person rushed to help him, and he still greeted Wang Feng in his mouth and said, "I'm sorry."

Wang Feng is still laughing, saying: "It doesn't matter."

He didn't seem to have seen two knives stabbing him on his little belly.

Two thin and fast knives, only those who often kill, will use this knife.

These two drunkards will not only use this knife, but also use it very well.

When they stumbled over, the two knives had been squirted, and the silent thorns slammed into the lower abdomen of the king. The blade was scraped, like

a fish in the water, soft and natural.

The stabbed person seems to have no feeling at all.

They can even imagine the cruel pleasure of the blade when it penetrates the soft belly.

Just then, they heard a strange sound, as if it was very far away, and it seemed to be very close.

They couldn't hear what it was because they had never heard the broken bones.

When they fell, Wang Feng stood still there, with a smile on his face to see the knife in their hands.

A man standing at the door has changed his face.

This kid is still carrying a bag of white powder in his hand, leaving only one hand, how can he knock down two people at the same time.

The ribs of both people have been broken, one person has broken the roots of the left rib, and one person has broken five of the right ribs.

On one arm of Wang Feng, there were actually two fists, one on the hand and one on the elbow.

He looked up, smiled, and looked at the man standing at the door, saying, "You all use a knife."

The man's face is completely bloodless.

Wang Fengdao: "Unfortunately, you will not be drunk." He smiled and said: "The person who is really drunk, his eyes are straight

, his eyes will never turn."

The man's hand has been stretched into his arms. However, the knife has not been pulled out and has begun to step back.

Wang Feng suddenly lowered his face and said: "Stand up."

This man did not dare not stand.

Wang Fengdao: "Who is calling you here?"

This person has not yet opened, and there are people outside the door who are cold and cold: "It is me."

There are lights on the street, and a person slowly walks in, it is the old woman wearing a red farmer's skirt.

Wang Fengdao: "Why?" The

old woman said: "The blood slaves have to do business, and the girl who does business can't raise a small white face."

Wang Feng smiled and said: "Who are you?" The

old woman said: "It is her nurse. She grew up eating my milk. "

Wang Feng is cold and cold: "In fact, you don't need to kill me, she..."

Hearing a person coldly: "It is not her who wants to kill you, it is me. "

There was another person coming in, a young man wearing a water-green robes and shaking his handle in his hand."

This young man is not only ugly, but also very elegant in dressing, but it is a bit annoying.

Wang Fengdao: "Who are you?"

This humanity: "I am the son of

Song Mama ." Song mother is of course the old woman wearing red clothes.

Wang Fengdao: "Why are you killing me?"

This humanity said: "Because I am jealous."

Wang Fengdao: "To jealousy for blood slaves?"

The man nodded and said: "If she wants to raise a small white face, she should have raised me, I Isn't it better than you?"

Wang Feng laughed again. "Only one point," he said with a smile. "Your nose is too flat."

The man couldn't help but reach out and touch his nose. His nose was not flat.

In fact, his nose is much better than most men, but unfortunately it will soon be flat.

Because Wang Feng’s fist has reached his nose.

Song mother jumped up and stared at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng ignored, she took a black round cake from her body and swallowed it.

Song mother suddenly knelt down, kneeling on the middle of the street, and then the open arms, toward the West dark heaven, feeding the mouth Nan

said: "This man's nose, will be cut off, eyes will be dug out, the man The heart and liver will be

dug out to feed the dog. When the white powder on the wall is dry, his body is stinking. "

This is not a monk, it is like an evil and demon curse.

A curse that can be passed directly to Chiron Jiajiapu.

Wang Feng still ignored her and strode out, and suddenly someone came over.

This person has been quietly standing in the shadow of the opposite eaves, like a ghost shadow.

He is very thin and wears tight black clothes.

His face was gloomy, like a dark sky, but his eyes were sharp as a blade.

His footsteps were brisk, but he walked very slowly, his eyes staring at Wang Feng in the blade.

A knife was inserted in his belt.

A crescent moon-shaped machete, painted on a dark scabbard, painted a half-human beast.

Wang Feng seems to have seen this kind of knife.

In that picture, the demons used to cut the knife of their middle finger, as if it were such a machete.

Who is this guy?

Is he from Chiron Jiajiapu?

Song’s mother was still kneeling in the street, cursing the darkness of the sky.

The black man with a machete has come over and walked to the front of the king and stood.

Wang Feng only stood still.

The black man suddenly noticed: "The woman is a witch."

Wang Fengdao: "Witch?" Black man said: "The little

round cake she had just eaten is a kind of potion."

Wang Feng looked at him and waited for him to say Go on.

Black man said: "That is made of feces, menstruation, tears and pus mixed with flour."

Wang Feng suddenly wanted to vomit and barely resisted.

He really can't think of someone in the world who really wants to eat this kind of thing.

Black people said: "It is said that if you eat this potion, you can communicate with the Western demons." He stared at Wang Feng and slowly

followed: "So many people here are afraid of her because she cursed her always Very efficacious."

Yu Feng suddenly smiled and said: "You are not afraid?"

Black man said: "Only I am not afraid."

Wang Fengdao: "Why?"

Black man said: "Because I am stronger than her, if she curses I, the curse will return to her."

Wang Feng laughed again, but the smile was not natural.

He gradually felt that some things were ridiculous, but they were true.

Black man said: "Only the person who really wants to kill you is not her, nor her baby son."

Wang Fengdao: "Not who are they?"

Black man said : "It is Li Aunt."

Wang Fengdao: "Blood The slave's mother?"

Black man said : "Yes."

Wang Fengdao: "Do you know she wants to kill me?"

Black man said: "Only I know."

Wang Fengdao: "Why?"

Black man said: "Because she hired to kill Your assassin is me."

The lights on the street seem to be suddenly dark, and the mother of Song, who is lying in the street, has disappeared.

The autumn phoenix has been rolled over, this gleaming town, the glory that can't be said in an instant.

The Taiping grocery store still ignited the lights, but no one was seen.

In fact, almost no one can see it nearby, only Wang Feng and the black man stood face to face.

The black man slowly said: "I have seen you before."

Wang Fengdao: "Oh?"

Black man said: "Your martial arts is not weak."

Wang Fengdao: "Thank you!"

Black man said: "You may be able to avoid me ten knives."

Wang Fengdao: "Ten knives? That is really a lot."

Black humanity "Maybe twelve knives."

Wang Fengdao: "I must hide from the thirteenth knife?"

Black man said: "No one can hide my thirteenth knife." His cold eyes suddenly exposed to madness and heat.

The expression, a word followed: "The knife is a magic knife, has been blessed by the demon."

Whoever sees the expression in his eyes, you can see that he is not lying.

Wang Feng suddenly said: "I have seen your knife." The

black man was very surprised: "Have you seen it? Really seen?"

Wang Fengdao: "In the day of the singer Jiajiapu, the devil's birthday, the lords are Use this knife to cut his middle finger and drop the

magic blood." The

black man's face changed.

Wang Feng deliberately pretended not to see, faintly followed: "So I also know the usefulness of this knife." The

black man immediately asked: "What use?"

Wang Fengdao: "used to cut his own fingers."

Black man Didn't laugh.

His face is cold and hard as a stone, and he probably never laughed in his life.

Except for the sometimes cold, sometimes hot eyes, his face had no expression at all.

When he pulled the knife, his face was completely expressionless.

His knife has been unsheathed.

The crescent-shaped scimitar, with a strange cold light, cut a knife to Wang Feng.

The knife is curved and the knife light is like an arc.

Even Wang Feng has never seen such a weird knife, which is by no means the knife of the Central Plains.

It is very likely that this is not a human knife.

Wang Feng would like to see his thirteenth knife, the magic of the blessings of the devils.

But suddenly he realized that there was already fear in his heart, a fear that human beings were born with.

An ignorant fear It

is like when a person goes out alone, he always feels afraid. Although he does not know what he is afraid of, he is still

afraid.

That is the weakness of human beings that no one can avoid.

When a master fights, as long as there is a little fear, it is often fatal.

Wang Feng did not dare to wait any longer.

The arc of the knife was cut and bent, and he had no weapons in his hand.

He used the bag of white powder as a weapon.

"噗", a knife cut on the bag, white powder scattered, it is like a sudden fog.

The black man immediately couldn't see anything, the scimitar fluttered, and the knife was protected.

Invisible is also a kind of fear, a fear that no one can avoid. The knife in his hand did not stop, "brush, brush, brush", and I

don't know how many knives were cut.

Just listen to one person behind him: "This is the thirteenth knife."

He just heard the voice, just heard a word - it was a "squeaky" sound, and something flew in the air, hitting

the acupuncture point behind his ear . .

Wang Feng stood far away and suddenly said: "You are using a magic knife. I use a magic stone." The

black man did not respond.

He has fallen down, and I don’t know if I can hear what Wang Feng said.

The sky was full of white powder falling on him, and there was a sky full of white powder flying.

- This bag of white powder is quite a lot.

Wang Fengdao: "You should rest and rest here first. I will tell you the price of this bag of white powder. If you don't have the money,

I can let you use your knife to pay the bill."

The lights in the Taiping grocery store seemed to be brighter, but still no one was seen.

This time, Wang Feng learned, and when he came in, he shouted: "Old locusts, and business is coming out, come out quickly."

No one in the painting piles out, but some people behind him are cold and cold: "If you still want to buy white powder, It's best to go to a place to

buy." The

old locust is not in the pile, but walks back from the outside.

His people are old, but their steps are very light.

Wang Feng is not surprised.

After what happened these two days, there is nothing in the world that can surprise him.

But he can't help but ask: "Why do I have to change places to buy?" The

old locust chilled his face and said coldly: "My bag of white powder is sold to you, it is for you to brush the wall, not to smash the eyes

"

Wang Fengdao: "Will the dead man brush the wall?" The

old cockroach said: "No."

Wang Fengdao: "If I don't use the bag of white powder to fascinate his eyes, now I am already a dead person." The

old locust thought I think, it seems that what he said is not unreasonable.

Wang Fengdao: "Now I have not died yet, I can still paint the wall. Of course, I have to buy another bag of white powder." The

old cockroach said: "The bag just seems to have not paid."

Wang Fengdao: "The bag of money should not be me ." Pay. "

Old worms said: "Who pays?"

Wang Fengdao: "The friend who wants my life." The

old worm said: "If he refuses to pay, will you take his knife to pay?"

Wang Fengdao "If you don't accept his knife, I can also go to someone else." The

old worm said: "Someone wants?"

Wang Fengdao: "At least one person." The

old locust never asked who this person is, and soon loaded it. The bag of white powder came out.

But he was not handed over to the king of the wind, but the light to price it out: "Nine fifth of the money."

Wang Feng said: "debts okay?"

The old roundworm said: "No."

Wang Feng said: "Do you trust me?"

The old Locust Road: "Will the dead be repaid?"

Wang Fengdao: "No." The

old worm said: "I saw you less than half an hour, there are already seven or eight people who want your life, including this.

The three most terrible people in the place, how long do you want your life to stay?"

Wang Fengdao: "When you return to the account." The

old locust did not say anything, a bag of white powder went to Wang Feng.

This bag of white powder seems to be more and heavier than before.

Wang Fengdao: "Now I will go to the bag for you just now, I promise that he will not be able to do it."

He was wrong. Because the dead will not pay back.

The black man is not dead.

A pile of bones must not be considered a dead person.

He had just died, but his people had disappeared, his blood was gone, his flesh was gone, and his skin was gone.

His people had only a pile of bones left, and even the bones were eroding. When a gust of wind blew, it was scattered into fly ash and scattered into the

white powder of fog .

There is only one spread of clothes on the ground, one red stone and one scimitar.

Wang Feng’s hand is cold.

He has a magic stone in his hand and a magic knife.

He only hopes that the other hand will not be the magic powder.

The night has deepened.

Back to the parrot building, the two bright red doors were closed tightly, and the king winded around the back garden - the wall crossed.

The lights in the garden have been sparse, and the people are still quiet. The bright hexagonal pavilion has now been quiet and dark as a tomb, but

there are still individuals sitting in the tomb.

Wang Feng walked over, this person did not respond at all. In the darkness, he could only see that he was a very special person, a bit like An

Zihao, and a bit like the Wu Sanye.

In the dead of night, what else did he stay here? Is it contemplative? Still waiting for someone?

This was not a matter of Wang Feng, but he had to take care of it.

He suddenly said loudly: "What are you?"

This humanity said: "Wait for others."

Wang Fengdao: "Who are you waiting for?"

This humanity: "Wait for you!"

Wang Feng smiled: "I already knew that you must be Wait for me." He strode into the hexagonal pavilion.

There is a stone table in the pavilion, there is no light on the table, this person sits quietly in the shadow behind the stone pillar, even if

he walks very close, he can only see his face full of spontaneous, and a pair of light eye.

This is enough to recognize who he is.

His voice is cold and salty: "You certainly know who I am."

Wang Feng nodded and raised the golden plaque on the table. "I even know that this is the best old bamboo leaf green."

Wu Sanye is also smiling, saying: "You have appreciative power, you are a smart person."

Wang Fengdao: "Do you want to tell me that smart people are not long-lived?"

Wu Sanye said: "Sometimes."

Wang

Fengdao: "When is it sometimes?" Wu Sanye said: "When he makes others feel that he is a little dangerous." He took a golden cup and took a sip: "You

have been here for a long time, how many people have been there. "Will you kill?"

Wang

Fengdao : "Not many, not many." Wu Sanye said: "You know, why are they killing you?"

Wang Fengdao: "Because they think I am dangerous, is this because they are all a bit unseen? Human secret?"

Wu Sanye said: "Everyone is somewhat secret. This is by no means the main reason."

Wang

Fengdao: " What is the main reason?" Wu Sanye smiled and said: "Maybe they all think that you are me." Find them to kill them."

Wang Feng also laughed.

He took a big sip and then sat down and stared at the fox-like old man in front of him. "Why do they

think so ?"

Wu Sanye said: "Everyone has their own views and thoughts, how others Know?"

Wu Sanye said: "That doesn't matter. What's important is that they are now determined to kill you." He followed a faintly:

"You just need to understand this, it is enough."

Wang Feng did not argue.

He can't help but admit that the old man said something that makes sense.

Wusan Ye also said: "Of course you should know I say 'they' who are."

Wang said: "? Who is"

Wu Sanye said:. "In fact, they have only one person,"

Wang Feng said: "Aunt Lee!"

Wu Sanye nodded and sighed: "Women are always more suspicious, especially this woman, she always thinks that I

want to kill her."

Wang Fengdao: "In fact?"

Wu Sanye smiled and said: "She Suddenly dead, of course, I will not cry sadly."

Wang Fengdao: "If she suddenly died in my hands, of course you will not be angry with me."

Wu Sanye immediately said: "Never." Smiling, and said: "Since she wants to kill you, you kill her, it

is a matter of righteousness."

Wang Feng stared at him and said: "I am only a little strange."

Wu Sanye said: "Oh! "

Wang Fengdao: "Why don't you just explain it and ask me to kill her?"

Wu Sanye smiled again and asked: "Will you kill me for me?"

Wang Feng closed his mouth.

Wu Sanye said: "Some people may pull a knife to kill at any time, but killing others is completely different,

so -" Wang Fengdao: "So you want to borrow my knife to kill yourself. Who wants to kill?”

Wu Sanye did not deny it. “It’s not only cheap to use a knife to kill people , but also to save trouble.”

Wang Feng sighed and said: “You are but white.”

Wu Sanye said: “Because I know to be smart People don't have to talk in circles."

Wang Feng meditated as if he was thinking about it.

Wu Sanye said: "If you want to kill her, I can provide you with a lot of information."

Wang

Fengdao : "What information?" Wu Sanye said: "Information about her." He slowly followed: " I can

tell you the environment of her residence, the dark card buried , her living moments, life habits, I promise that no one here knows more than me."

Wang Fengdao: "What else can you give me?" "

Wu Sanye said: "No."

Yufeng said: "No?"

Wu Sanye said: "I will give you this, but because we are friends, I will help you to kill." He smiled again. :

"? if more I give you anything else, so why not just turn out to be I want you to kill the"

king of the wind sighed, and said: "you say, seems to have some truth."

Wusan Ye said: "very reasonable. "

Wang Fengdao: "Unfortunately, you still don't understand."

Wu Sanye said: "Which point?"

Wang Fengdao : "I have always been an unreasonable person." The

wine glass is empty, and the expression on Wu Sanye's face has also changed. It must be as cold as an empty cup.

Wang Fengdao: "I know that you will not like people like me."

Wu Sanye admits: "I don't like it very much."

Wang Fengdao: " What kind of method do you usually use to deal with people like me?"

Wu Sanye said faintly: "I don't need to deal with you, you have trouble. There are enough, maybe more than you think."

He slowly stood up: "If you can still live until tomorrow night, please come here again to drink."

Wang

Fengdao : "You treat?" Wu Sanye Road "I must ask." The

small building was still the way he had just left, and the blood slaves were still lying on the bed.

Wang Feng patted her face and said, "You are a girl." The

blood slave said: " How long have you been? I just seemed to have slept a lot of times, and I just woke up now."

Wang Fengdao : "Is there anyone here?" Have you ever been?"

Blood slave: "It seems that there is no."

Wang Fengdao: "Your nurse did not come?"

Blood slave: "Have you seen her?"

Wang Feng nodded and said: "I have also seen Wu Sanye." The

blood slave smiled and said: "I don't think you will be very social."

Wang Fengdao: "It is said that there are three most terrible people in this place. Now I have seen two."

These two people are really terrible.

Wang Fengdao: "Is there another one you know?" The

blood slave certainly knows: "Do you want to see her too?"

Wang

Fengdao : "I really want to." The blood slave suddenly jumped up, his fingers twitched, and the snakes dig his eyes. child.

- Is she still enchanted?

Although Wang Feng flashed fast, her face was still scratched by her nails.

The blood slaves still refused to give up.

Her shot is weird, it seems that there is a demon possession, and then began to yell: "I dug your eyes, look

Do you still want to see her? "

Wang Feng heart with a sigh, suddenly struck the subclavian her throat.

His shot is not heavy.

She had fallen.

Wang Fengli carved Press and hold her, and said:" You do not want me to see Aunt Lee ? The blood slave finally gave up the struggle and gasped and kept

shaking his head. Wang

Fengdao : "Why?" Blood slave: "Because... because..." There was a sudden tear in her eyes: "Because you only see her, you will

never come to see me again."

Wang Feng could not help but ask "Why?" The

blood slave bit his lip, and the tears have flowed down the cheek.

Just in this instant, it seems to have changed personally, becoming weak and powerless.

She shed tears: "Because she is a... a demon, a man sees her, no one can not demon, she will see

you, will not let you go."

Wang Fengdao: "She will not let me go, I ? could not walk "

Xuenu nodded and said:" I just do not see her, I just want you this, you have to promise me, "her mouth.

lips have been bitten, the body kept trembling: "Otherwise I promise you will regret it." The

white powder has been transferred to water.

Wang Feng began to brush the wall.

He brushed very slowly, very carefully, because he had the heart, just thinking about things when brushing the wall.

But when he was halfway through the brush, he stopped. He suddenly found a strange thing.

Thirteen strange birds around the blood parrot, now only twelve.

Where else is there?

Is it attached to someone else?

Wang Feng filled the powder with a brush and brushed it hard. The blood parrot and the strange bird immediately turned into a faint gray shadow.

Once again, they could not be seen.

Suddenly there was some cruel pleasure in his heart: "I can see you can come back this time?"

How about not coming back?

Is it even more harmful to stay in the world?

"As long as you can't come back, I have the way to find you," Wang Feng muttered. "This time, as long as I find

you, you can't escape!" The

blood slave suddenly asked: "You are following who are you talking? "

Wang Feng said:" come with me myself. "

Tuting the walls" grid "of a sound, as if someone sneer, then put on the ground that coffin began to shake from

coming, kept shaking, moving too Very intense.

There are only dead people in the village.

The coffin will not move, and the dead will not move.

Wang Feng changed color: "Is there anyone who has just touched this coffin?" The

blood slave shakes his head and his eyes are full of horror and fear.

The coffin vibrated more fiercely, and the floor slammed.

Wang Feng walked slowly and step by step, saying: "Do you have anything to tell me?" The

coffin will not speak, and the dead will also meet.

Wang Feng suddenly jumped up and pressed it on the coffin. There was a huge force in the coffin, and he bounced him again.

He pressed down for the second time and used all his strength.

The coffin suddenly did not move.

Wang Feng was still waiting. After waiting for a long time, the coffin was no longer moving. He was relieved and had a cold sweat on his forehead.

He couldn't think of why this coffin would move?

Is it the thirteenth blood slave who is demonstrating to him?

He patted the coffin gently, and he whispered in his mouth and said, "Friend, when you are alive, you are a hero, you are dead

, you shouldn’t be bullied , you..."

Suddenly, I was wearing a knife and holding a chain. The official rushed in and screamed: "Who are you talking to?"

Wang Feng sighed and said: "Follow me."

Who believes in the things he met these two days? Who can tell who they say in addition to themselves?

The official officer stared at him coldly and said: "You really talked to yourself?"

Wang Feng said coldly: "Even if it is fake, it does not seem to break the law." The

official sneer, said: "If you are not Talking to myself, who is talking to? With the dead?”

Wang Feng said: “Even if you talk to the dead, you don’t break the law.” The

official said: “Is it really dead in the village?”

Wang Feng sighed and said: “I also I hope he is still alive, but unfortunately..." The

official suddenly shouted: "Open it."

Wang Fengdao: "What is it going to open?" The

official said: "Coffin."

Wang Fengdao: "Coffin is not good-looking, the dead are not Good-looking." The

official sneer: "If you

don't have a dead person in the coffin , you can see it very well." Wang Fengdao: "What do you do with the dead in the village?" The

official said: "There are many things that can be loaded, for example. ......"He picked up the coffin around the coffin: "Fugitives,

shackles, stolen goods, and private goods can all be loaded in, much better than hiding anywhere."

Wang

Fengdao : "It is reasonable." Official difference: " Since you feel reasonable, this is the case. Easy ones. "

Wang Feng said:" coffin has not returned home, not to meet with their loved ones, this would nail the coffin could not be too tight, you want to open it to this

not too difficult, but ...... "

Guanci said:" It's just how "

Wang Fengdao: "After the opening, if there is any accident, you are responsible for it." Officially said

: "What will happen?"

Wang Feng said faintly: "This person is very fierce when he is alive. After he dies, he must be a devil. He can do anything

." The

official face has changed a bit, and suddenly he shouted: "Come on!" Open the autopsy."