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See you, my birthday is coming, but I have to go through such torture first.

It is said that the heavens will give the great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka. He must first suffer from his mind, his muscles and bones, and his body and skin. Li Ruoyu has neither enjoyment nor indulged in beauty.

What he has done is for the country and the people, the sky can be learned, the sun and the moon can be proved, a good man who is full of calculations.

I closed my eyes and breathed in the moonlight again.

Ok,

Full of vitality.

Fearless and without taboos, when he turned around, the pistol had slipped off his palm, and the gun was loaded, all he had to do was pull the trigger.

The man in front of him touched the palm of his face from the wash, and then, holding a soft sword in his hand, he looked at Li Ruoyu like this, ignoring the pistol aimed at his forehead.

"I heard that Li Gongzi made good marksmanship, but the villain is not talented. I really want to compete with Li Gongzi. Is it your gun or my sword?"

The sword is the first weapon.

It can be offensive and defensive, chopping, slashing and stab, and it is extremely fast and ever-changing, often making it impossible to defend against.

The more calm the other party is, the greater the pressure on Li Ruoyu.

Obviously, this small space gave the opponent an opportunity to limit his mobility, and was unable to deploy the flexibility of the gun.

Furthermore, this bedroom doesn't even have an obstruction. Looking inside, there is only a bed, and the only thing that can defend yourself is the desk in front of it.

But this looks like a desk made of cheap wood. Don't say it's blocked. I'm afraid it is really round. It is not as hard as his bones. The opponent only needs a sword to pass him through.

"Young Master Li is scared?"

"Well, kind of."

Li Ruoyu answered honestly.

The man laughed and said noncommitantly, "The siege war a few nights ago was so exciting, but I watched Li Gongzi order the shot."

"That's the City Lord, what does it have to do with me?"

"Didn't you invent the cannon?"

"..."

"Who asked you to kill me?"

"no one."

"Then why are you here?"

The villain thought for a while, and said, "It should be faith."

"Well, you silly stick."

This person obviously didn't know what the god stick meant, so he didn't get angry. Instead, he stepped back a few steps. At this moment, Li Ruoyu fired like lightning.

The opponent's body flashed, as if he had already noticed it, his head deflected, and the soft sword in his hand shook, and it became hard in an instant, accurately blocking the incoming bullet.

With a cry, the bullet drew sparks on the sword, and then fell to the ground.

"What a clever ghost."

"Soldiers are not tired of fraud."

Li Ruoyu smiled and planned to shoot again.

But the other party didn't move, and instead just looked at him like this, an ethereal aura spread all over his body, like a banished immortal descending from the sky.

Seeing this, Li Ruoyu thought of Ximen Chuuxue among the historical figures of the home planet for no reason.

With a sword coming to the west, Ximen blows snow.

It's a pity that the opponent is not using a soft sword, and here, it is not the top of the Forbidden City.

After a long silence,

It was Li Ruoyu who spoke first.

He moved slightly, and finally stopped where he was, made a compromise, then put the gun on the table and said: "Forget it, you kill me."

The villain's calm face finally reacted.

But instead of being shocked, he chuckled and said, "It seems that Young Master Li is really scared."

"I'm afraid, hey."

Li Ruoyu shook his head.

"How do you want to die?"

"It's best to stab me to death with one sword, so as not to be tortured."

"Well, it's a man."

"No, I can bend and stretch, I can steal my life, and I can go to death generously. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, it's just a pity this great country.

It is also a pity for these hundreds of millions of Li people."

"What a pity?"

"The world is dull, deceived by the gods, and cannot see the real world. I wanted to let them take a look at the real starry sky while they were still alive.

Now it seems that it can only be in the next life."

"Do you believe in the next life?"

"I don't believe me."

The servant sighed, put the sword away, sat beside him, lifted the teapot on the table and took a few sips. At the end, he licked his lips and said, "It's really good tea. Drink it all at once."

"If you like it, I can give it all to you, as much as you want."

"You don't need to send it, it's all mine anyway."

"Yes."

Li Ruoyu nodded, and when he died later, the other party might step on his head and drink his tea.

"Can you not kill me?"

"No."

"You are truly heartless."

"People give the nickname a killer without emotion."

"Haha." Li Ruoyu smiled and sat on the stool, and said, "Sit."

The servant was not polite, as if he knew the winning ticket, so he was not afraid, and the big horse dropped his butt on the chair, and then poured a cup of tea for the two of them.

"Even if I don't kill you, there will be another me to kill you."

"I know, god's dog legs, I am not dead, how can you sleep peacefully."

The servant didn't seem to hear it, drinking tea slowly, and for a while, he fell silent again.

When the tea in his cup reached the bottom, he raised the sword in his hand and said, "Now, I can save you."

"You really have to kill me?"

"Can you give me a reason not to kill you?"

Li Ruoyu thought for a while, and said, "I can't find a reason. Even if I reluctantly find it, it is false. I believe in science. If you trust theology, you will never die. It seems that I must die tonight."

The servant fell silent again.

Recalling what he had just said, he raised his head and looked at the bright moon, and bowed his head to think about his hometown. His hometown was gone, and the spear team led by Zheng Dao was flattened.

If he hadn't escaped by cultivating in the mountains, he might have died now, but in fact there were so many accidents, Zheng Dao could not kill him.

He could easily kill the other's beloved grandson.

Good luck tricks people, retribution is unhappy.

He was drinking tea, his face was uncertain and flashing constantly, and there were obvious traces of struggle in his eyes. He was a vengeance of genocide, and he would not share the sky. If he is not killed, he will have no face to face his parents under Jiuquan.

But what did he do wrong?

On science, he had read this book, although it was stolen from the city lord's mansion, and he had only read it for a few days, but the knowledge points in it still left him unfinished.

It also gave him a little yearning.

The world is in chaos, and Dark Moon City is the center of the storm of reform. As long as he dies, everything will be peaceful.

This sale is a good deal no matter what.

But until now, I can't lift the sword in my hand. In my heart, there is a voice constantly reminding myself that this person cannot be killed.

Practitioners have always believed in the sixth sense.

The servant tried many methods, but still couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "Heaven will not kill you."

"I don't believe in heaven."

"..."

"You don't die tonight, you will die from now on."

"People are inherently dead."

"Okay." The subordinate seemed to realize that he couldn't argue with the other party, so he stopped talking, and got up with the sword instead. Seeing that, he planned to stop like that.

"Are you not killing me?"

"Well, I don't want to kill today, wait for the next time." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the door, leaving the gap in his back completely. If Li Ruoyu wanted to shoot, he could kill him in one shot.

"Hey, what is your name."

"The people of the rivers and lakes call me Jiujianxian."