The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 353: Some people ask for death and others ask for life

The ordinary high-profile guest who came to the restaurant to spend a lot of money was a fright. For example, the official squatting under a wine table holding a headache and crying, as a county parent, originally this trip was by coming to Bei'an Town to learn about the people’s sentiments. Under the guise, drink a harmless flower wine, prepare to sacrifice to the five internal organs temple, go to the bed at the neighbor’s brothel, and tame one or two rouge horses at the age of fifty. How strong is such an old and strong "penciling from the army"! After he learned of the dead, he also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for long, but at first he could not walk with his legs weakened, and secondly, he was afraid that the murderers did not bring the evil spirits of blinking eyes. Kill the innocent. 【】

On this wine table, the only person still sitting on a chair to continue drinking was the scholar who had almost no place to stand in the yamen this year, who went to Liang to go to a foreign country. As a weak scholar, he even slowly removed the screen. , Just to broaden the field of vision, and get a glimpse of the **** battlefield where the gods fight. What does it mean to be quiet every big event? Probably that's it. It's just that his absurd move, which is full of celebrities, has undoubtedly caused the same hatred of colleagues under the table and the gentry of Bei'an Town.

Not all high-rollers are willing to wait for death. There are a few tables of people from the rivers and lakes after the birth of the swordsman, and they crept to the window wall and tried to go downstairs. They just stood on the stair railing. The stunning woman in a crimson robe stands tall like a bodhisattva in a Buddhist altar, without anger but prestige.

There is no need for her to speak at all, and all the heroes return to their original positions wittily.

There was a flexible-minded guy who quietly opened the window and tried to jump down, only to be frightened.

He saw a head hanging upside down outside the window.

After staring with big eyes and small eyes, he didn't say anything, and slowly closed the window, probably because he was afraid that there would still be a gap, he didn't forget to pull it in, and then he sat back on the chair and said silently in his mouth: "There are gods, grievances, grievances, revenge, even if you are a bad spirit, but don’t look at me, Wang Jian, a man in his thirties. In fact, I’m still a virgin body, with the heaviest yang energy. Go with me, be careful of both sides..."

At this moment, the atmosphere is extremely subtle.

On the side of the blind female violinist Xue Songguan, the screen has been slapped down with one hand by the gorgeously dressed Miao young woman. She is sitting on the chair with her legs crossed, and she is staring at the side face of Brother Sabre, licking He licked his lips, and said: "What a handsome man!"

As her man, the first person in Nanzhao martial arts, Wei Miao smiled and nodded. She never cared about his wife's deviant apostasy.

There are many good things in the world, and it's best to be happy with my daughter-in-law.

The real identity is Su Su, the prince of the subjugated kingdom of Xishu. After seeing that guy again, he felt complicated and jealous.

On this basis, he can be the brother of Wu Liuding, the contemporary sword crown of Jianzhong.

At Liu Nirong's table, except for Mao Shulang, who just put down the wine glass but still did not get up, Cheng Baishuang and Ji Liu'an had both left their chairs, and Lin Hongyuan, now the lord of the Dragon Palace in Southern Xinjiang, was even jumping up.

Farther away, the young man from Baling County who has seen land immortals and rivers and lakes in one day seems to be about to burst into tears.

He feels that today, in this day of the day, he has already finished his life in the arena, and even if he retires to the rivers and lakes tomorrow to marry a wife and have a baby, he will have no regrets.

It seems that Guo Xuan, the second shopkeeper of the restaurant who is still kept in the dark, was about to yawn at the young man who was yawning, and he closed his mouth immediately.

Because I found that the fat man called Father Song was struck by lightning, and his cheeks were trembling with snow-white fat, but he couldn't say a word.

A middle-aged assassin who was smashed to the ground by a wine glass by Ji Liuan gritted his teeth and said: "Xu Fengnian!"

Almost at the same time, Grandpa Liu, who has never got up since he took his seat tonight, finally got up slowly, bowed slightly, humble but not flattering, and said with a calm voice: "We have seen the King of Northern Liang before Longju River Ferry, our family has a lot of rudeness, I still hope Wang Ye Haihan."

The **** of Tai'an City, regardless of rank, had no reason to kneel and bow to a prince of a different surname, even if he was a clan prince.

Once the imperial decree is held in hand, it is logical that even the emperor's relatives and relatives have to kneel to welcome the imperial decree.

It's just that in the face of the northwestern prince, Liu Gonggong, the chief inspector of the seal, did not dare to expect such a luxury, and Song Tanglu, the **** of the chief of the ceremony, would not have this idea.

Because of the 300,000 iron knights of Beiliang behind him.

Now there is another reason that is only related to him, that is the battle between heaven and man in the Qin Tianjian. There are few hanging statues of Master Longhu Shanzu who used to bear the incense of the Liyang Zhao family in the past dynasties.

After realizing that Guo Xuanzheng was about to make up for it, he heard the young prince chuckle softly: "Second treasurer, all right, stop acting."

Guo Xuan was stunned on the spot.

Xu Fengnian looked at the three eunuchs and the commander of the Imperial Forest Army Qianjin, who was facing the enemy. After taking back his gaze, he looked up at the second shopkeeper of the restaurant in front of him. No matter the four assassins in the Deer House, or even adding the worshipper who is dormant in the Yulong Gang, it is not a real killer move. In the end, it depends on you, the backbone, and the poison you poisoned in their wine and vegetables, right? ?"

The Miao woman in the distance clapped her hands and exclaimed: "You baby looks handsome and has handsome eyes!"

Guo Xuan's face was uncertain, and finally relieved, he quietly straightened his waist, turned to face the young vassal lord, and laughed loudly: "As expected of the four great masters of Wuping! As expected of the King of Northern Liang! Ashamed of it! He is the son of Tu Xuxiao!"

Three in a row are worthy of.

This institution counts as a middle-aged man who is too smart, his laughter is crazy and desolate, very tragic.

Xu Fengnian looked around again, the already dead assassins of the Deer Tower, those who died of the Spring and Autumn Period, the standing eunuchs of the Yin Shou prison, and the table of Lin Hongyuan further away, muttering to himself : "It's all technical work."

Guo Xuan sneered at the corners of his mouth, without any fear.

Xu Fengnian curled his lips. "The poison that you bought or carefully prepared with a lot of money has a very slow onset of toxicity. After getting into a serious illness, it should be before and after they reached Qingliang Mountain. Grandmaster’s methods claim to be able to easily destroy the invincible body of King Kong."

Guo Xuan's eyes were filled with hatred and pleasure engraved with bone marrow, and he grinned and said: "Why, the prince thinks that I can pry out the antidote formula from my mouth?"

Xu Fengnian wanted to say something but stopped, and in the end he just shook his head indifferently: "I don't expect it, there are some things that make no sense."

Guo Xuan suddenly seeped a trace of blood at the corner of Guo Xuan's mouth, and the darkness was infiltrating. Before he fell to the ground, the survivor of the Spring and Autumn Period who worked so hard to create this assassination whispered: "I, Guo Xuanxiang, lived half a life, died just right... "

The middle-aged man on the ground who shouted Xu Fengnian's name raised his arm high and tried to slap his head in order to kill himself.

But a young woman who fell not far from him was supposed to be enjoying countless young handsome beauties in the rivers and lakes. She raised her head and looked at the young lord, her expression collapsed, her face full of tears and nose. With a pitiful appearance, crying: "King of Northern Liang, don't kill me, I don't want to die! I really don't want to die... For revenge, I have paid too much and I don't owe the family anymore..."

The woman's sorrowful cry echoed harshly in the restaurant.

Perhaps no one realizes that this is the only cry in this fight tonight.

The survivors of the Eight Kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period who regarded Tu Xuxiao from Liyang as the chief culprit of Lu Shen in the Central Plains. Facing the miserable conditions of the world with broken mountains and rivers, some people chose to die for their country, so there was a tree in the capital city of Xishu. The corpse, some people choose to escape, these people form Hong Jia Bei Ben, some people choose to hide, so the major sects in the land where the major dynasties are destroyed, there are many strange worships and young disciples overnight, and many courtyards are deep. There are many infants in the deep wealth, many men and women who seem to be in a hurry to marry because of love at first sight, many temples and academies and even brothels, the former are more edible old people, and the latter are more distinguished and graceful. Just like everybody's pretty lady.

In the Spring and Autumn War, Liyang General Xu Xiao killed a sword with a sharp blade, and killed the Central Plains everywhere, and killed the tycoons of the Spring and Autumn Period who had sat and watched the dynasties-the founding and subjugating of the country.

After that, Xu Xiao led his subordinates on horseback riding across the rivers and lakes. From south to north, they almost killed the rivers and lakes, but they couldn't kill those in the sect gang who harbored the hatred of the country and the family.

Chopping the grass cannot remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows back again.

So the former Royal Highness of the Northern Liang Dynasty, every time he travels, he will die, the survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period are dying, and the Fushui room will die too.

Those assassins who attacked Qingliang Mountain generously to death in those years are more like crucian carp who crossed the river.

In the end, even the maids who got along with each other in the Wutongyuan will die, and the two elders who helped them marry the nicknames themselves, when they died, they still died with little shame but no regrets.

Xu Fengnian still clearly remembers the first assassination that disturbed Wutongyuan. In the night of winter snow, he ran out of the house without boots and stood on the steps, looking at the heavily guarded courtyard, into his eyes. The place was full of dead bodies, the heavy snow was soaked with blood, and then covered by heavy snow, and finally white.

The man whose legs were not so lame or camel at the time, didn't put on boots likewise, walked up the steps and stood side by side with the boy, let the royal guards in iron armor carry the corpses away, and said with a smile: "Father In this life, there are too many enemies, too many to count, and I don’t even bother to count! Son, are you afraid?"

The young man didn’t know whether he was cold or scared, his teeth trembled, but he still said stubbornly: "Fear of an egg!"

The man who was not full of snow at that time took off the old Diaoqiu from his body and put it on the boy. He laughed and said: "It's the seed of our old Xu family!"

The boy rolled his eyes, holding his hands tightly to warm Diaoqiu, and hurried back to the house.

And the man who hadn't been called father by his son since the death of his wife turned around and walked down the steps and strode out of the yard, but just after leaving the hospital, there was no more arrogance at all. He almost jumped from the cold and caught a glimpse of him. After Yuan Zuozong, his son-in-law, he kicked without saying a word. The latter was at a loss. The man stared and lowered his voice, and two words came out fiercely from his teeth: Take off his boots!

It's a pity that the boy can't see that funny scene.

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At this time, on the third floor, an angry shout interrupted the woman's cry, "Shut up!"

The woman was stunned for a while, and then turned from a heart-piercing cry to a low-pitched sob.

The vocal middle-aged assassin sternly said to the young woman: "I'm admiring the Song family! For generations to be loyal and loyal, there will never be a descendant to shame the ancestors!"

After saying this, a complicated look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and finally he suddenly raised his arm and patted the woman's forehead fiercely.

Twenty years of living in humiliation, only to die for innocence.

This is the only wish of the Song man.

As for what the young children of the family thought, he couldn't care about it.

Although the woman could pluck up the courage to beg for mercy from the Northern Liang King, she had exhausted all her energy. At this time, she had no courage to resist the ruthless hand of the family elders.

Xu Fengnian, who has always been mild-spoken, suddenly flew into a rage, and the next moment he appeared in front of the man on the ground, stepping on the head of the man who was trying to righteously kill the family.

The assassin who was killed instantly slipped out several feet away.

Xu Fengnian took a deep breath and quickly stabilized the Qi in the body. The sudden burst of momentum, ordinary warriors still don’t feel how depressed, even Lin Hongyuan only feels a little suffocated, but the five martial arts masters like Wei Miao, Mao Shulang, Cheng Baishuang, Ji Liuan and Xue Songguan almost Unanimously, their respective auras climbed to the apex. The blind female luthier even pressed the strings heavily with both hands, and Mao Shulang, who stood up, almost pulled the knife out of the sheath.

Xu Fengnian looked at the young worshipper beside Liu Nirong and nodded.

The latter stepped forward silently and made an obscure gesture. As the young worshipper made this action, three men and women with completely different identities quickly walked out on the third floor, a neighbor who was born in a brothel and accompanied the wine. , An elderly man with a cotton towel on his shoulders and a hip flask in his hand, and a local figure in Beiliang who was originally accompanied by a group of newly-acquainted foreign heroes to watch the excitement. The four began to clean up the battlefield together. Bring all the surviving Chunqiu survivors on the ground downstairs. It was dragged out and killed a hundred ~ IndoMTL.com~ or the torture that life is better than death, no one is interested. If no one can see the identity of these four at this time, then it is really a donkey that has been kicked in the head.

Either a spy cultivated in a waterhouse, or a dead man raised in an eagle house, or both.

The restaurant belongs to the Yulong Gang, but Liu Nirong has always been like an outsider.

Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the three father-in-laws of Yinshou Supervisor, and said blankly: "Don't worry about the poisoning. Also, when you arrive at Qingliang Mountain and put down the imperial edict, you can return to Tai'an City."

Duke Liu didn't speak, and took the lead to walk up the stairs.

Just when he passed by the young prince, he slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes were full of questions.

When Xu Fengnian passed by the **** of Yin Shou's palm and eunuch, he whispered like a mute: "Tell him that she is fine."

Grandpa Liu looked straight ahead, but bent his waist slightly before speeding up his pace. For mobile users, please visit m.

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