v20 Chapter 25： Knights

In the evening, when Wu Yang returned to Lan Ruo Temple, he knew that the book was dead.

If he died, Wu Yang wouldn't care, but Ning Caichen had to go and have a look. Let him be together, anyway, it would be boring.

Wu Yang and Ning Caichen came to Dongxiang's room and took a look at the corpse. There were no scars on the corpse, and the dead scholar's face still had a "fascinated" drunk smile. There was only a small hole in the heart, and there was a blood flow Out.

The book boy was just crying at the corpse, it was only himself who was crying. The owner died somehow. Even if he could elute the relationship, his end would probably not be better. The thin voice added a cold atmosphere.

Wu Yang and Ning Caichen returned to the Buddhist temple. Ning Caichen lit a pile of bonfires in the temple and became colder.

Ning Caichen bought something in the afternoon and planned to invite Yan Chixia to drink together in the evening, which was counted as a thank-you yesterday.

The wine was simmered on the fire, and the cooked food in the paper bag was set aside. Ning Caichen asked the book boy to come over, but the book boy urged to pack up and come again.

After a long time, the book boy still couldn't be seen, and Ning Caichen couldn't bear to look for him, but found the book boy's body in the grass in the yard, a hole in Hungarian mouth, and his heart had nowhere to be found.

A little parcel of gold and silver spilled from the next package. The book boy thought that he wanted to run away with his belongings, but he didn't know the evil thought, and the evil spirit approached the door.

In this way, both the scholar and the schoolboy died.

Yan Chixia came back, and he strode into the temple with his shoulders and arms long, and laughed, "I asked the wine as soon as I entered the temple door, how did it feel a little dull."

Ning Caichen said something about today.

Yan Chixia frowned, two thick eyebrows tangled together: "Afraid that the demon is harmful to people! But people are unmoved, and the demon is difficult to invade."

The tone of contempt is in the tone, but it is not known whether the contempt is a ghost or a person, maybe both!

Ning Caichen said in a loud voice: "This is the truth, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door. Brother Yan, I respect you for this sentence."

Wu Yang laughed and said nothing.

Actually, people, who is not greedy for money, is n’t it good? Maybe not. Put a bunch of gold in front of you, who won't pick it up? Put a fruity beauty on chuang, who doesn't want to be on it?

Therefore, the death of scholars and schoolboys under such fishing and killing is somewhat wronged. This has nothing to do with not doing things that are detrimental to one's heart, and people's hearts are not immovable. Not everyone is wantless.

Of course, this is just a matter of discussion. Wu Yang is not a good person. Others die, and he is not involved. He dies, and there are so many dead people every day.

The three drink and eat meat, drink with a big mouth, eat meat with a big mouth, cool!

In the deeper darkness outside the main hall, countless faint glances, but did not dare to approach.

They are fearful, but once tempted or reached a certain level, they will let the ghost put down fear and take risks.

Ning Caichen laughed and asked Yan Chixia's life.

Yan Chixia just talked about it slightly, and didn't have the slightest sense of "color." Only then did Ning Caichen know that the man in front of him was a swordsman. He immediately became interested and questioned. Yan Chixia knew everything and said it calmly. Neither pretends to be modest or boastful.

An annihilator, killing the injustice, looking around and killing, ten steps are not left.

In this way, he heard that Ning Caichen was fascinated, and he hated that he was the one who fought the sword. Ning Caichen had to follow this path on the spot.

Many people have a heroic dream in their hearts. They go to the end of the world with their swords, kill one person in ten steps, punish "evil" to eliminate evil, and be happy about life.

Of course, Wu Yang didn't. Wu Yang just wanted to be happy with his women. As for the others, it was still the sentence that mattered to him.

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Yan Chixia told Ning Caichen: "Jun's surname is upright, you can learn this way, but there is still a high family in the family. How can you not use the name to serve your mother?"

Ning Caichen immediately said: "Brother Yan is right, I am a daring person. One hundred filial piety is the first. Those who are not filial piety can't talk about chivalry."

Punish yourself a cup after speaking.

Wu Yang felt that it was time to show off his literary and artistic "sao" anger, and said to Yan Chixia: "Brother Yan, I have a poem for you."

"Oh, come and listen." Yan Chixia showed a hint of interest.

"Brother Wu, let me hear it. If it's bad, I'll punish him." Ning Caichen said.

Wu Yang recited aloud:

Zhao Ke 缦 Hu Hu 缨, Wu Gooshuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on a white horse like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps and stay for a long time.

Hello.

...

The death of the chivalrous bones, not the world.

Who can book the Lord, Bai Shou Tai Xuan Jing.

The "Knights of the Knights" by Li Bai, the life and spirit of the Ranger Swordsman, is vividly displayed, showing lofty aspirations.

Ning Caichen seemed to see a swordsman with swords and crosses, yelling a few times in succession: "Okay, that's good, Brother Wu is good at writing."

Wu Yang didn't feel embarrassed at all, what about plagiarism? He plagiarized, no one knew.

Yan Chixia chanted, "The death of the chivalrous bones, not the world's British." His eyes grew brighter, and he laughed: "My generation is also a practitioner, but the age is only a hundred years, no different from ordinary people. Don't seek immortality, but death without regret. "

"Okay, well, this day Yan someone" dangs "the demon atmosphere, and also returns here to a bright place."

Seeing Yan Chixia like this is to kill the ghosts here.

Wu Yang was a little bit "forced", he didn't want Yan Chixia to do this at all, but a poem made you so heroic "swing", can you hold it a little?

I saw Yan Chixia abandoning the sword pouch and throwing up the small sword in her hand, with a long howl, the small sword grew up against the wind and turned into a sword. Yan Chixia jumped out of the hall.

There were countless screams of horror and indignation in the darkness, and where the sword shone, it was silent immediately. Yan Chixia's laughter was more dazzling than this sword light.

In the temple for many years, it was hurt, killed, demonized and harmed. The evil spirit Yasha knows how many, but at the moment is in great trouble, gritted his teeth and swarmed up.

Listening to the screams from the outside, Ning Caichen's face was a little pale: "What's going on outside?"

"Brother Ning, there are ghosts outside, don't Brother Ning know?" Wu Yang asked.

"I, I don't know ..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. Don't go where you are. I'll go and see." Wu Yang put down his glass and walked outside. ..