The Path Toward Heaven

Learning to shut up, there is another meaning is to learn to stop.

Whether it is Gu family or Baoshuju, as long as everything related to the end of the gods, people in Qingshan must learn not to reach out.

Otherwise, their hands will be cut off by Zhuo Rusui like Jian Ruyun's sword today.

You Siluo looked at Zhuo Rusui on the stage and sighed, saying, "Even if you don't think you are the person of Liang Wangfeng, you are not a disciple of Shenmofeng."

Since you are not the person at the end of the gods, why do you want to take their place in such a fierce way.

Zhuo Rusui put down his chopsticks, picked up a wet towel, wiped his mouth, and found that the towel was a bit cold. Youyou looked at Baoshuju Dongjia and said, "When Brother Nanshan asked me to follow Jingyang, he knew What will happen. "

Ma Hua said with a cloudy face: "Even if you are blocked by you today, what should I do if the teacher comes forward?"

"If there is really one day, we have to invite Master Bai Gui to come forward, everyone to discuss."

It is natural for Gu Qing to be able to make threatening words so approachable.

Ma Hua and other disciples of Wang Wangfeng were silent again.

In that case, unless Aoyama Honjong can invite Ye Yehou to come forward, the question is who can please?

It can make Qingshan Zhenshou really look after the nursing home, and even use it as a thug ... only these people at the end of God's Peak.

Jian Ruyun stood up, wiped the blood from the side of his face, retrieved the severely damaged flying sword, stared at Zhuo Rusui and said, "One day, I will kill the sword demon."

Zhuo Rusui said sympathetically: "Wish you success."

Suddenly there was a commotion outside Baoshuju, it seemed that someone was kneeling in front of the building and shouted something.

Ma Hua listened quietly for a moment, his expression changed suddenly, Huo Ran turned to look at Gu Qing and Zhuo Rusui.

Just tonight, the Jian family and the Ma family each died of seven important figures, some of them were enshrined, and some were big figures of the clan.

Over the years, the Jane and Ma families have been crushed extremely badly, and their vitality has been seriously injured. Recently, they have ushered in a turning point. In the process of difficult recovery, these people are extremely important. Suddenly encountered this disaster, how is it good?

Ma Hua took a deep breath, Qiang Zi calmly said: "You actually kill people directly, this is too much!"

Jian Ruyun also knew what had happened, and his eyes became extremely angry.

Gu Qingping said: "These days, the Gu family has died seven people, and each of you has also died seven. It's fair."

Zhuo Rusui came down from the stage and stood beside him, suggesting: "If you feel unfair, you can kill the seven families in Lelang County."

Yuan Qu is a disciple of Yuan Family in Lelang County and a disciple of Shenmofeng. This arrangement is indeed fair.

The problem is, Yuan Qijing is also named Yuan.

"You are online."

You Siluo looked at the two of them with a heavy expression and said, "No matter who did it, the teachers will definitely have an explanation."

"It's not us, nor anyone in the Jingyuan Garden, nor Lord White Ghost, because we don't do this kind of things.

Zhuo Rusui stepped forward, patted MCA on the shoulder, and said, "Which predecessor of another denomination may not be able to see what you are doing."

Looking at Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing who walked out of Baoshuju, a disciple of Liang Wangfeng could no longer control and asked, "Just let them go like this?"

Ma Hua said to You Siluo: "I have found some clues, I want to see."

You Siluo understood what he meant, and reminded: "Only target the murderer, don't involve others."

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The Star Picking Tower is the most famous scenic spot in Shangzhou City, and also the tallest platform. It is a must-visit place for tourists. Even Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue had been there in the past.

It was just that instead of looking at the Star Picking Tower, they stood on the top of the Star Picking Building and looked at the brightly lit restaurant not far away.

That restaurant is a blue building. After more than 30 years, the business is still booming. It is bound to be not easy to come to the background.

A man wearing a lizard hat walked into the blue building, and easily regained his favor with a golden leaf, and even attracted the old cormorant to receive him personally.

Li Maoke entered the room, but was not in a hurry to ask the girl and the food to drink, saying that she was a little hungry, and asked for thirty white buns.

In places like Qinglou, weird characters have been seen. As long as the hat hater is generous, let alone watching him eat 30 big buns, even watching him write a novel in 40 days, then The old cormorant naturally made arrangements by words.

The hat-hats are generous and the food intake is amazing, but in a moment, five big buns were eaten into the abdomen, plus half a pot of strong tea.

The old cormorant is obviously different from the old cormorant from other houses, because it is really a bit old, even though it is coated with thick fat powder, it can't conceal the extremely deep wrinkles. She looked at the hat hater eating buns in silence, her eyes showed a sense of sympathy, added tea to him, and made a claim that the maid served three small dishes and five small dishes.

Lima Ke looked at the small dishes that were worthless side dishes, and was a little surprised, but also appreciated, and said to the old crow: "This red oil bean curd looks good."

The old cormorant said with a smile: "It is said that it is the earth goods in the south of Yizhou City, many people feel good, but my mouth is light but I can't eat it. How about two extra copies for you?"

Limke nodded and grabbed a handful of golden leaves at random, and said, "After eating, I will sleep for a while and keep my spirits up before I disturb you."

The old cormorant put away those golden leaves without smoke, and got up and said, "You are resting."

It didn't take long for the red oil fermented bean curd to be sent up, resting on the large dish of fish, piled up very high, like a flame mountain.

The hat hater was wearing fermented bean curd, slowly eating steamed buns, and the more fragrant the more, the more naturally he remembered the days in Baotong Temple.

Tonglu has long since died.

He Zhan played a snow monster in Baicheng, and he didn't know which day he would die.

Tong Yan disappeared for many years, and may have been killed by those who were at the end of Shen Mofeng.

When will you be killed by those people at the end of God's peak?

The flame mountain piled by the red oil bean curd collapsed in half, and the wind disappeared when the thirty large steamed buns disappeared.

Lima Ke pours half a pot of warm tea, removes the boots, removes the Lima hat, removes the mask, lays on the soft bed, closed his eyes and began to rest.

The dim light shone on the cyan face, which seemed strangely strange.

It is easy to kill the 14 people of the Jane and Ma families. The only troublesome formations are not too difficult for him, a genius of evil traits.

Su Ziye opened his eyes and looked at the roof and sighed.

The young master of the Xuanyin Sect, who was once ambitious, wanted to fight the world and fight against the right path. At least he had to find a spiritual line for the Xuanyin Sect and get rid of the plight for thousands of years. Killer, postman, dirty job.

Well, he was not raised by Qingshan Sect, nor by God's End Peak, or by that person.

If he was a little dissatisfied before, now he is very willing, even a little proud-then Jingyang is a real person!

Tong Yan once said that Jing Jiu was already there.

Now I want to come, why is he nonsense?

The real person of Jingyang is not at the top, who is there?

Su Ziye took out a few sheets of paper from his arms and looked at the sentences above which he still could not fully understand. There was infinite hope in his heart.

——It was like suddenly seeing a morning light in the endless darkness.

The sentences written on the paper were Jing Jiu ... No, it was the erysipelas solution given to him by the real man of Jingyang, which really helped him, and it worked very quickly. The erysipelas hidden in the bone marrow and internal organs were slowly He was forced out, and then transformed into a breath similar to heaven and earth aura, gradually spreading all over the body.Now that the interval between his erysipelas attacks is getting longer and longer, the magic wheel is gradually perfecting, and the realm of strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. He believes that whether it is Zhuo Rusui or Liu Shisui, he is not his opponent now.

Thinking of these things, Su Ziye quickly regained his spirit, got up and put on a mask and a hat, and summoned the old crow.

The old cormorant looked at him and said with a smile: "What fun do you like to have fun?"

She asked Lezi directly without asking the girl, because she saw that the hat hater was definitely not an ordinary person.

Su Ziye looked at her and said with a smile: "I like you very much, so I don't want to kill you."

The old cormorant smiled gradually, his right hand in his sleeve had clenched the warning instrument, but no fear appeared on his face, said indifferently: "The meaning of the guests is not very easy to understand."

Su Ziye said: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to ask you some things and then do some things, but I don't want these things to be known by others."

The old cormorant looked slightly cold, and said: "I can naturally say what I can say, otherwise I have to invite you to leave."

"It was about thirty years ago that there was a murder in this blue building, and several guards were decapitated by a bloody flying sword ..."

Su Ziye glanced at the old cormorant and said, "Look at your age, if you have been doing it here, you should have heard about it."

The old cormorant stared at Su Ziye's eyes and remained silent for a long time, asking: "Why do you know this? What do you want to do?"

Su Ziye said: "I am entrusted to come here to kill some people ... Since the building is still the previous building, should the Dong family still be the Dong family of the year?"

The old cormorant's vision was slightly low, and he said, "Yes, and coincidentally, the Dong family is just in the building today."

Su Ziye looked at her eyes quietly and said, "Can I understand that you know who I should kill?"

The old cormorant raised his head and lightly trimmed the hair on the temple side, as if he were a girl, and said calmly, "Please follow me."

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Su Ziye started killing people.

He killed from the third floor to the first floor, and from the front floor to the backyard.

In addition to the prostitutes and some other chores, almost all the guards and managers were killed by him.

The old cormorant kept following him.

After the owner of Qinglou was killed by Su Ziye, the old cormorant finally relaxed and almost fell to the ground, holding a green tree in the courtyard before standing still.

She covered her chest with tears in her eyes.

Su Ziye glanced at her, knowing that it was not sadness, but relief, and asked, "Why?"

The old cormorant asked, "Why do you do these things?"

Su Ziye said: "I don't know, this is someone else's request."

The old cormorant's eyes suddenly became brighter and said, "Can I know who that person is?"

Su Ziye said: "No."

The light in the eyes of the old crow gradually faded, but it didn't turn into a dead ash, just quiet as a deep well.

Su Ziye said: "A lot of people have seen you follow me all the time. I will send you to a place in a while and hide it for a while. I will use the money I received today to live in another place.

The old cormorant turned to look at the burning Qinglou, and said: "I am also a half-year-old person. I have been here all my life. Where else can I have the rest of my life?"