Heaven Awakening Path

1.2 million gold, six lives.

Mr. Pei was hesitant after hearing about this amount. Finally, I apologized: “Sorry, this price is a little unacceptable, Mr. Nagging, this table is mine. ”

“No need.” A sword blue said and waved his hand. The green barrier had faded. Mr. Pei rose up very intelligently and left.

I was a little confused following his men. One sword and blue is famous, so it's basically no secret that the price of his hand. Six lives, 1.2 million, ask a sword and blue hand should be about this price, he did not overstate or understate. That should be clear to Mr. Pei, even in advance. But now, for a price that's supposed to be unexpected, does he want to be expensive?

His subordinate heart was confused, but he did not ask many questions. He walked around behind Mr. Pei, but did not return to the bamboo tower. Instead, he searched for a lively place to sit here.

His men were with him, and it was clear that Mr. Pei's mind was not at all lively in front of him. His eyes crossed from this river of people, and he was right, wasn't it Fast Word Room One?

“Mr. Pei?” My men are really unknown, so I can't help but ask for help.

Mr. Pei smiled and explained to him in a private way.

“He was so happy.” Mr. Pei preached.

“Oh?”

“Our goal is not to kill, we just want to use his hand to look at the depth of those people. But a sword never survived. He wouldn't do it if he tried; he wouldn't do it if he took one of the six. Because it's troublesome, because it makes it clear that there are five post-mortems left. These situations will be avoided as much as possible by acting with one sword. It's very important that he kills someone so famous that he's still alive —— that anyone who has reason to seek revenge will be killed by him. ”

“Such a person, who carefully considers the consequences, can do so without asking the exact truth, but without failing to understand the origin and identity of the target. But he just accepted the offer without even asking. I dare say that he was here for the six people. If we had this deal, he would have done it, so all we have to do is watch it change here. I just don't know how long to wait. ”

“So that's how it is.” His men stood admirably silent when they listened.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the joy of the woods goes on all night, but not everyone does. By the second half of the night, there were obviously many fewer people in the forest, plus there were fewer people who came here today. At this time, it was becoming more and more empty. Even the gambling gear was empty of several gambling tables. There were no more people shaking in front of Mr. Pei's eyes.

One sword and blue has never moved, and sits where it comes from, where it is still at this time. Even the wine and vegetables on the table are still intact. No one can tell if they are eating or not eating or moving.

The atmosphere of repression he had brought had been digested at that time, but no one dared to lean forward after a lap.

The iron head was drilled out of the woods and came to Mr. Pei a few steps later.

“Twenty-eight men, ready before dawn. ”

“Very well." Mr. Pei nodded, continuing some hot water in his tea bowl from and to his men who had been waiting beside him.

Iron Head looked at Mr. Pei's gaze, saw the Qijian Room, and saw a sword and blue that could not move on its own.

“Waiting for a sword?” He asked.

“Yes." Mr. Pei took a sip of the tea bowl. He's been sitting here for a long time, but his demeanor still looks relaxed. Sometimes the eyes of a sword and blue will fall from under the grass casket, exactly against him, and he did not deliberately avoid it.

But he didn't expect it to take longer than he thought. Throughout the night, no sword and blue moved. Until the sky begins to whiten and the happy Guests finally think of a break at this time. With a little bit of dawn, the crowd scattered, and Happy Forest began to extinguish some lights, and the air filled with the tide of morning dew. At this time, a sword and blue suddenly made a move. He lifted one hand and waved toward the running room, which was busy overnight but still very spiritual.

“What can I do for you?” Running hall quickly came up and asked.

“Give me a bowl of porridge.” One sword green road.

“Please wait.” Running off to the hall, I quickly brought back a bowl of porridge and the heat was soaring.

After sitting quietly for one night, the action suddenly became numb and soon finished eating the bowl of porridge, then put the bowl back on the table and put a small piece of gold leaf next to it.

“Rice money, room money.” He said.

“Room money?” Runway, “Sir, do you want to stay in the store? ”

“I don't live here.” One sword shakes his head.

“So where did you get the room money? And that's too much.” Running down the hall.

“Not too much, you keep it.” A sword and blue said that he had stood up, grabbed the bamboo sword on his desk with one hand, and walked in the direction of Express One.

His footsteps are a little slow and he takes every step very carefully. The bamboo sword was on the left side of his body. As his steps gradually became bright, it was weak as dawn, and gradually deepened. When he reached the front of room No. 1, the bamboo sword in his hand was like a green water column, slowly flowing.

With a sword and blue head up, he looked forward to the second floor of Fast Word Room 1. His movements were still slow, and the bamboo sword flashing like a water column was slowly mentioned in front of him.

Quiet surroundings.

The quietest moment of every happy day is this time period, just after this noise and in the future and in the tidy dirt field, a sword and blue slowly dance the bamboo sword in his hand, like a slow dance, like some kind of strange ceremony, in short, not like a killer is stabbing.

Far away, Mr. Pei's color grew more and more concentrated. When he handed the cup of tea to his lips, he stopped. He held this position and looked straight at the bamboo sword in the hands of a sword and blue.

This is the only bamboo sword in motion, and the shape of a sword is like part of a bamboo sword. Other than that, his collar, ankles, hair... anywhere on and off his body, even the soft spot where the wind can easily blow, nothing moves.

Mr. Pei understood.

It's strength in the condensation.

All the small forces touched by one sword and blue, even those caused by the friction of the air flow, were all transformed into spiritual forces and concentrated in the bamboo sword.

He carefully controlled the bamboo sword, carefully remaining in awe. Mr. Pei can already imagine the sound of the sword when it was emitted, and he understood what it meant to pay for the gold leaf of a sword. It's not the money for the house, it's the money for the building. When this sword goes out, this piece of Quickword Room One will cease to exist.

What an amazing sword. Mr. Pei sighed with admiration. Such a sword appeared precisely in the happiest moment of the day, the least crowded and quiet, and was then carried out silently and quietly. All power was contained without any leakage, and if Mr. Pei hadn't purged his motives, he would not have felt any killing machines.

He's a famous killer.

A shot is the perfect moment, and it doesn't leave any life for the other person.

This sword is amazing. It's a little embarrassing to sit here and enjoy it for free. Mr. Pei actually had a few apologies in his heart, and the tea that had been frozen in his mouth for a long time finally began to be sent to his mouth. The result was a bang that broke the rare silence of the Happy Forest. The window in Quickword Room 1 was pushed open. The one that made the iron head impossible to see through made Mr. Pei want to figure out the deep shallow teenager probe his head.

“What are you doing?” He looked at a sword under the window and said.

“The toys in your hand are too noisy. Can we go somewhere far away?” He said.

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Yesterday's chapter number was wrong, didn't you notice?