The Path Toward Heaven

Learning to shut up also means learning to stop.

Whether it's the Gu family or the Baoshuju, as long as everything is related to the end of the gods, people in the mountains must learn to no longer reach out their hands.

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

You Siluo looked at Zhuo Rusui on the stage and sighed, saying, "Even if you don't consider yourself to be a person who forgets the two peaks, you are not a disciple of Shen Mofeng."

Since you are not from the end of the gods, why should you act for them in such a fierce way.

Zhuo Rushui put down his chopsticks, took a wet towel and wiped his mouth, and found that the towel was a bit cold. He glanced at Baoshuju's house and said, "When Brother Nanshan asked me to follow Master Yang, I knew What will it do. "

Ma Hua said with a murky expression: "Even if you are blocked today, what should the teacher do?"

"If there is one day, we have to ask Master Bai Gui to come forward and discuss it with everyone."

Gu Qing can naturally speak of threats so approachably.

Ma Hua and his two disciples again forgotten.

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

Qingshan Zhenshou can really care for the home care and nursing home, and even use it as a thug ... There are only these people at the end of Shenfeng.

Jian Ruyun stood up, wiped off the blood on the face, recovered the severely damaged flying sword, stared at Zhuo Rusui and said, "One day, I will kill that sword demon."

Zhuo Rusui sympathetically said: "I wish you success."

There was a sudden commotion outside Baoshuju. Someone seemed to be kneeling in front of the building and shouting something.

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

Just tonight, the Jian family and the Ma family died of seven important figures, some of them worshipped, some of them were big people in the clan.

In recent years, the Jian family and the Ma family have been crushed terribly, and their vitality has been severely damaged. Recently, it has been difficult to usher in a turnaround. In the process of difficult recovery, these people are very important. Suddenly, how can it be good?

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

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

Gu Qing calmly said: "These days, seven people died in the Gu family, and each of you died seven, which is fair."

Zhuo Rusui stepped down and stood next to him, suggesting: "If you feel unfair, you can kill seven Yuan family members in Lelang County."

Yuan Qu is a disciple of the Yuan family in Lelang County and a disciple of God's End Peak. This arrangement is really fair.

The problem is that Yuan Qi Whale is also named Yuan.

"You guys are over."

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

"It's not us, nor is anyone in Jingyuan, nor is it Lord Baigui, because we don't do this kind of thing, what we said just now is angry."

Zhuo Rusui stepped forward, patted MCA's shoulder, and said, "It may be a predecessor of another denomination. I can't stand these pickles."

Watching Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing walking out of Baoshuju, a disciple of Liang Wangfeng could no longer control, and asked, "Let them leave like this?"

MCA said to Yu Siluo, "I found some clues. I want to see them."

You Siluo understood what he meant, reminding him: "You can only target that killer, and don't involve anything else."

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Zixing Tower is the most famous spot in Shangzhou City, and it is also the highest platform. It is a must-visit place for tourists. Even Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue have been there.

It was just that instead of visiting the Xingxing Tower, they stood on the top of the Xingxing Tower and looked at the brightly lit restaurant not far away.

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

A man wearing a safari hat walked into the blue building, and easily gained a good impression with a golden leaf, and even attracted the old woman's personal reception.

The dunker entered the room, but was not in a hurry to ask the girl and food and wine, saying that his stomach was a little hungry, and he directly asked for thirty big white steamed buns.

In a place like Qinglou, you've seen all kinds of strange characters. As long as the hat maker is generous, don't say that watching him eat thirty big buns, even if you watch him write a novel in forty days, there is no problem. The old man naturally arranged.

The hat-eaters were generous and their appetite was extremely amazing, but in a moment, five big buns were eaten into the belly, plus half a pot of strong tea.

The old man is obviously different from the old man in another house, because it is really old. Even if it is coated with thick fat powder, it can not hide the deep wrinkles. It is natural to have some excellent means to handle this house. She watched the hat-eating man eating the steamed bun in silence, with a sense of sympathy in her eyes, adding tea to him, and making her own claims that Yahuan had three small dishes and five vegetarian dishes.

The hatter looked at the small dishes as worthless side dishes, with some surprises and some appreciation, and said to the old man, "This red oil bean curd looks good."

The old man said with a smile: "It is said that it is the local goods in the south of Yizhou City. Many people think it is good, but I ca n’t eat it with light mouth. How about two more for you?"

The hater nodded, and grabbed a handful of gold leaves at random, saying, "After eating well, I'll sleep for a while, and raise my spirit to disturb you."

The old man stole the gold leaves without a fire, and stood up and said, "You rest."

It didn't take long for the red oil bean curd to be sent up and set aside in a fish platter, piled up very high, like a mountain of flames.

The hat-eaters were wearing bean curd, slowly eating steamed buns, and the more they ate, the more they fragrant, naturally remembering the days when they were in Baotong Zen Temple.

Tonglu died long ago.

He Zhan was playing snow monsters in Baicheng, and he did not know which day he would die.

Tong Yan disappeared for many years, maybe he had been killed by those at Shen Mofeng.

When will he be killed by those at the end of God?

The mountain of flames of red oil fermented bean curd collapsed in half, and the wind disappeared when thirty big buns disappeared.

The hat maker filled half a pot of warm tea, took off his boots, took off his hat, took off the mask, lay on the soft bed, closed his eyes and began to rest.

The dim yellow light shone on that cyan face, looking strange.

It is easy to kill the fourteen people of the Jian family and the Ma family. The only troublesome formations are not too difficult for this evil genius.

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

The grand master of Xuanyin Sect, once ambitious, wanted to fight the world and fight against the right path. At least he had to find a spiritual vein for Xuanyin Sect and get rid of the difficulties for thousands of years ... Now he has become a supporter of Qingshan Sect Killer, postman, doing dirty work.

Well, he was not raised by Qingshan Sect, nor was it raised by Shen Mofeng, or was raised by that person.

If he was a little dissatisfied before, now he is very willing, and even a little proud-that's the real Jingyang!

Tong Yan once said that Jing Jiu had been on top.

Want to come now, is he nonsense.

Jingyang is not on top. Who is there?

Su Ziye took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and looked at those sentences that were still not fully understood, giving him infinite hope.

-Like suddenly seeing a morning light in the endless darkness.

The sentences written on the paper are Jingjiu ... No, it is the anti-dendrobium prescription given by Jingyang real person, which really helps him, and it works very quickly. The erysipelas hidden in the bone marrow and internal organs are slowly Forced out, and then transformed into a breath similar to heaven and earth, and gradually spread throughout the body. Now that the interval between his erysipelas is getting longer and longer, the magic wheel is gradually consummating, and the realm of strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. He believes that no matter whether it is Zhuo Rusui or Liu Shisui, he is not his opponent now.

Thinking about these things, Su Ziye quickly recovered his spirit, got up and put on a mask and a cap, and summoned the old uncle.

Granny looked at him with a smile and said, "What fun do you like?"

Asking fun directly without asking the girl is because she sees that this hat-rider is definitely not an ordinary person.

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

The old man's smile gradually narrowed, and his right hand had clenched his weapon in his sleeve, but there was no fear on his face, and he said calmly, "The meaning of the guest is not easy to understand."

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

The old man looked slightly cold and said, "I can say what I can say, otherwise I have to ask you to leave."

"About thirty years ago, there was a murder in this blue building, and several guards were beheaded by a scarlet flying sword ..."

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

The old man stared at Su Ziye's eyes, silent for a long time, and asked, "Why do you know this thing? What do you want to do?"

Su Ziye said: "I am entrusted to come here to kill some people ... Since Lou Zi is still the former Lou Zi, should the owner still be the same owner?"

The old man looked down slightly and said, "Yes, and it is a coincidence that the owner just happened to be in the building today."

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

The old lady looked up and gently brushed her hair, as she did when she was a girl, and said calmly, "Please come with me."

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Su Ziye started to kill.

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

In addition to prostitutes, there were some miscellaneous servants, and almost all guards and stewards were killed by him.

The old woman was always behind him.

After Su Ziye was killed by Su Ziye's owner's house, the old man finally relaxed and almost fell to the ground, holding on to a green tree in the yard.

She covered her chest and read UU www. uukanshu.com has tears in his eyes.

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

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

Su Ziye said: "I don't know. This is a request from others."

Suddenly the old woman's eyes brightened and said, "Can I know who that person is?"

Su Ziye said, "No."

The light in Lao's eyes faded gradually, but it didn't become dead, just quiet like a deep well.

Su Ziye said: "A lot of people saw that you were following me all the time. I will take you to a place for a while, and hide it for a few days. Then I will use the money I collected today to live in a different place.

The old man turned to look at the burning green building, and said, "I'm also half a hundred years old. I'll be here for my whole life. What else can I do for the rest of my life?"