Chapter 1046

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The Cook said, why haven't your white eyes improved over the years.

Qiu Yu was stunned. After a while, he realized.

She turned to look at the door of the small shop. The door was closed and she couldn't see anything. But Qiu Yu's face became dignified, as if he saw something to worry about. When the cook first said that her white eyes had not improved, she had not reflected what she meant. She had seen everything clearly.

Her white eyes are still so special after all.

Far away, far away, she saw a man coming this way. Her white eyes could not see the man's age, clothes and appearance. She could only see a moving figure flashing on the roof. The speed of this person's action was beyond imagination. Even if he jumped over the head of passers-by, he was not noticed by anyone.

"It's all your fault."

The cook sighed: "I honestly do business here, eat what I like, and stick to the rules I want to adhere to. Who's in the way? Even if I have a worthless disciple named Tan Qingge, I told him that he has not had a copper relationship with me since the day he left the martial arts academy. I don't know if you want to check the matter of Yueying hall. I'm just a cook and have done it before What? I've forgotten it for a long time. "

Qiu Yu looked at him and suddenly smiled: "deliberately."

"Deliberately?"

The cook was slightly stunned and didn't understand what Qiu Yu meant.

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Chang Chunyuan

Wind and rain building

Fang Xie took a chair and sat down in the corridor on the third floor, looking at the sun that had tilted past. At this time, the sun was not dazzling at all, and it was as red as a child's face. The wind in the city was different from the wind in the wilderness. The wind in the wilderness swept the land, and the wind in the city seemed unwilling to pollute the trivial things in the city and was very stingy and refused to be in the street Through, but laughing at the life in Chang'an on the roof.

Fang Xie held a purple sand teapot in his hand and hummed a tune that people in the world had never heard before.

After entering Chang'an City, Xiang qingniu first saw Fang Xie so comfortable. There are many people and things in Chang'an city that involve Fang Xie's energy, but he is still a person with two own in his heart. Xiang qingniu doesn't know that Fang Xie has a previous life, but he can feel the contradiction of Fang Xie.

"Don't try me with your heart."

Fang Xie squinted at Xiang qingniu.

Xiang qingniu smiled: "I just want to know whether you are really leisurely or pretending to be leisurely. Is there any good thing?"

"No good."

Fang Xie took a sip of tea.

This tea is not very good. Chang'an City has been besieged for several years. Where can we find any good tea? Almost all the tea in Changchun Garden was sold for food by the people in the garden. As for Taiji palace, because the palace people are dead, no one takes care of the tea and can't drink it for a long time.

It's sad to say that those who can't leave in Changchun garden want to take out some things in the garden and sell them. There are so many treasures, but they don't know how much they are worth. Some rare treasures are sold at a very low price, and even the price is not as high as that of a kilogram of good tea. It's just because those servants know the price of tea and don't know the price of antique treasures 。

"No good, you still laugh?"

Xiang qingniu doesn't believe it.

Fang Xie Xiang qingniu: "Let me give you an example. For example, there is a very good rich man who is never harsh on his servants. Because of this, his servants also respect him very much. One day, the rich man decided to join hands with his friends to do a big business. They tried their best to reach an agreement with each other, but suddenly his competitors came out and knew the bottom line of the rich man The way was clear, and finally made a deal with someone lower than the price offered by the rich. After the rich went back, he didn't intend to find out who betrayed him, because he knew he had lost a chance to make money, but he didn't want to lose someone he regarded as his family. "

Xiang qingniu thought: "there are some women's benevolence, but doing so can't do anything."

Fang Xie shook his head: "wrong. Since the day the rich man was betrayed, he has actually lost that family."

Xiang qingniu was stunned and thought carefully for a while before he understood the meaning: "so?"

"So you can't be that kind of person."

Fang Xie felt the temperature brought by the purple clay pot in his hand and looked out: "maybe you think it's unrealistic, but will such a thing really happen... The rich man doesn't intend to pursue anyone, but he just doesn't have the opportunity. However, the person who betrayed him will do something because of his guilt?"

Xiang qingniu thought for a moment and replied, "finally, he can't bear the pain in his heart and confess everything to the rich? Or go away after getting the silver?"

"Is there anything more outrageous?"

Fang Xie asked.

Xiang qingniu thought again and suddenly thought of a Jianghu rumor he had heard: "I remember hearing Xiao 19 say that there was once a sect called broadsword sect in the Jianghu. It was once one of the largest sect in Shuncheng road. Then one day, the sect leader's most valued disciple sold the sect's martial arts secrets to people from other sects. The sect leader found out that it was him, but he didn't expose it because he attached too much importance to him. He just waited for the disciples to tell him everything. That's all The disciple was really guilty. Under the pressure for a long time, he finally made a decision... He assassinated the sect leader. "

Fang Xie nodded: "so, there's nothing good. Whether the rich finally found out that the traitor was severely punished, or pretended that nothing had happened, they had lost it and wanted to keep it... They were gone long ago."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Xiang qingniu became more and more curious: "don't tell me what happened in your black flag army."

"No"

Fang Xie said, "I just feel for others again.

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"You really don't do it?!"

The cook shouted at Qiu Yu.

Qiu Yu took Mu San to his feet and swept back. She withdrew for about 100 meters and stopped. She shouted to the cook, "although this happened because of us, you didn't promise us anything, and it has nothing to do with us. He wants to kill you. Why should I do it?"

The cook kept away from his inner strength. His body looked like a toppling top. It seemed that he would fall down at any time, but he just couldn't fall down. No matter how the old man in the white Confucian shirt attacked, he could escape, and it didn't seem difficult. On the contrary, the old man looked a little embarrassed, which made the scene strange.

The people who want to be killed have been running away, but they are not embarrassed. The people who want to kill have been chasing after, but they are very embarrassed.

The old man in the moon white Confucian shirt is Mr. Ba of the moon shadow hall.

In the Yueying hall, besides Mr. Jiu, he is the most distinguished person and the longest living of all the heavenly kings in the Yueying hall. There will always be people challenging the heavenly monarch, even if they know that there is great danger, there are still people standing up and going one after another.

And he's still alive.

That's because he knows what he can and can't touch.

So he knows now that he can't kill the cook himself.

Even if it seems that he has always taken the initiative and seems to have the upper hand, he can't kill the cook. The cook always dodges and doesn't fight back, but even so, he can't. So he's ready to leave. It's time to leave. He received a news not long ago that the exposure of the cook's identity may involve the secrets of the moon shadow hall, so he must kill the cook.

He knew that the cook was a practitioner, but he never thought that the cook's cultivation would be so high.

"Please, I'm really dying."

The cook dodged and begged Qiu Yu.

This made Mr. Ba very angry.

Obviously, the cook's cultivation is above him, but the cook doesn't fight back, just dodges, and asks for help from a person whose cultivation is far inferior to him! If the cook is willing, as long as he tries to fight back, Mr. Ba will choose to escape five minutes ago. The most annoying thing is that the cook not only avoided all his offensives, but also controlled all internal forces that may affect innocent people.

For example, when he hit the cook with a fist, the cook avoided it, but his internal strength would hit the things behind the cook. With Mr. BA's cultivation, it was not a problem for him to smash and collapse a civilian house. However, when the cook avoided him with a fist, he sent his internal strength into the sky with a hook and a lead. He didn't know how far he flew and finally dissipated.

Up to now, even a fucking bowl hasn't broken!

"You did it yourself. He has already been caught by you."

Qiu Yu shook his head and said, "obviously he has a skill, but he pretends he can't use it... It's not funny at all."

"Bah, bah, bah."

The Cook said eagerly, "I never said I didn't know how to practice, and I never said I was poor in practice, but I really can't fight... How many years have passed since the day I began to practice, but I really haven't had a fight with anyone."

Qiu Yu is still laughing. Naturally, she doesn't believe it.

Then she saw that the old man in the moon white Confucian shirt turned and ran away, and the cook was still yelling at her. There seemed to be no way, so she had to wonder, can't the cook really fight?

Mr. Ba decided to escape.

He took out the thing Mr. Jiu gave him from his cuff and was ready to leave.

Then, he suddenly felt his body stiff and lost the command of his body in an instant. No matter how hard he tried, his body just didn't listen. His left hand had reached into the sleeve of his right arm and touched the thing, but he couldn't move any more.

For a moment, Mr. BA's heart was full of panic.

He doesn't like this feeling, so he always avoids it. This feeling of being unable to control his own destiny is actually a precursor to death. Anyway, he thinks so.

Beads of sweat the size of beans filled his forehead in an instant.

Then, he saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe slowly coming out of a small alley. The middle-aged man had a handsome face and was full of bookish spirit. Such a person, in any case, can not see the slightest threat.

But it was such a person that Mr. Ba, the most living person in the moon shadow hall, felt the threat of death.

"Hou ye, this man has a strong cultivation. I just take advantage of his unprepared. If Hou Ye doesn't do it again, he will escape."

Said the middle-aged man.

San Jin Hou Wu came out from behind him and hugged him: "thank you, Mr. Zhuo."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I can detect that he has a very strange thing with him, which is actually similar to my ability. Although it is not much, it seems that it can not be far away. I am imprisoned in a place, and that thing seems to open a place."

When San Jin waited, his palm pressed on Mr. BA's lower abdomen. A strong suction appeared in his palm, and Mr. BA's face immediately became distorted. His face is not distorted, but really distorted. Just as the strong wind swept the originally calm lake, it immediately blew folds layer by layer.

"Mr. Zhuo guessed right. It's such a thing."