Fast travel, death collection system

The cold downpour turned to a drizzle the next day.The massacre in Yucheng last night had already ended, and the affected Yanshuang family was surrounded by water, the rain washed away the blood, but the smell of blood was still thick and pungent.

At the same time, a convoy was slowly moving forward, two teams cleared the way, and the carriage protected by layers was full of brilliance.The moon-blue curtain is embroidered with exquisite and complicated patterns, like birds and flowers, and the layers of hanging curtains are covered with a layer of thin and precious silk wave sand.

A pampered white hand slowly pushed aside the curtain, and half of a white jade-like face was revealed following the movement. It was a jade-like man.He glanced lightly, only glanced at Guanghu from the corner of his eye, but he stopped immediately.

Slightly frowning, even if it was only a very faint light, he still would not doubt his eyesight, he said softly: "Stop."

This voice is not as good-looking as his face, on the contrary, it is extremely hoarse and rough, and every word seems to consume a lot of effort, which is quite ear-piercing.It was as if in the quiet night, there was a sound like a rotten tree snapping.

His voice was not loud, but the entire team reined in uniformly.

The martial attendant supported the bamboo hat, stepped forward, bent down, and acted as if he was waiting for an order.

"There is something on the lake, fish it out," Yulang said.

And Cang Moliu was being entangled in white jade at this time, with a pair of yellow vertical pupils on the snake's head, it spit out snake letters, and acted like a baby to its master to eat meat with an extraordinarily delicate Zhengtai tone.

This guy swallows ten sheep every day.Arriving at Shiqing Inn, under such continuous rainy weather, more and more people settled here.

Cang Moliu followed the carriage, and Bai Yu also got off the carriage.Then amidst the startled and gasping sounds of a group of people, Bai Yu obediently followed behind her master, swimming its body that was so thick that it was beyond ordinary snakes.

However, there are always some timid women who are very afraid of snakes, and two or three of them even cried out of fright.

Cang Moliu patted Bai Yu's head, as if training a dog, Bai Yu immediately withdrew her golden snake eyes and stared at everyone.

There are many businessmen in this place, and there are also many people from the Jianghu.

Xiao Yingxun looked at the junior sister Jing Que who was trembling with fright and burst into tears, his heart ached so badly. When he saw his junior sister look at the pale man with a scary big snake, his heart ached for a flash. There is jealousy again.He comforted his junior sister in a gentle voice, but his heart would be broken when he took the junior sister's sneaky glances at the man from time to time.

"Junior sister, they are so disregarding others, don't be afraid, senior brother will vent their anger on you!"

The senior brothers around the table all felt very sorry for this junior sister, but there were still one or two sharp-eyed ones.

"Eldest brother, look at that person...does he have some..." The fourth junior brother at the corner of the table pointed to Cang Moliu.

"What you said is really a bit..." Xiao Yingxun rubbed his chin, suddenly startled, "Is he the one that the man in the red dress said - the swordsmith who forged the 'Sangmen Sword'?" He touched the sword at his waist and said, "Gongyang Yuzhi seems to be possessed by holding the Sangmen sword. Although we Yinggong Peak wants to get rid of the evil in name, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find Gongyang for a while." Yu knows that thief..."

The fourth junior brother also nodded, but said again: "But senior brother, look at that man, although he is tall, he looks like a sick ghost, he is so white, he doesn't look like he can make swords."

"You are right..." Xiao Yingxun's heart skipped a beat.If this person is not a swordsmith, then a small lesson is not a big problem.

"Then...then let's go and ask, don't we know?" The squirrel-like pupils looked at the slender man one after another, making Xiao Yingxun, who was paying attention to her, very angry.

"Little Junior Sister is right, but people are too tired to travel, so don't get caught in a bad situation in the past, it's better to go when the time is more appropriate." Xiao Yingxun deliberately signaled to the seven or eight meter long man who was following the man. Scary big snake, "That thing looks like it has become a spirit, so be careful."

Sure enough, Jingque twisted her fingers nervously: "Hmm..."

However, things did not go so well on the second day.Cang Moliu looked indifferently at the ten men with swords hanging, white jade coiled by his side, opened his sharp-toothed mouth and swallowed a sheep whole.

"You are the swordsmith who forged the Sangmen Sword." Out of the ten people in green shirts and military clothes, one came out. He had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were firm and sophisticated, and he said loudly, "We are history Disciple of Wufeng. You are the swordsmith."

Cang Moliu glanced lightly at Xi Ming who was about to make a move, Xi Ming immediately retreated respectfully and stood behind him.

"I don't know what Sangmen Sword is." He spoke slowly, articulated words clearly, and his voice was low and gentle, giving people an illusion of gentleness.Seeing that Baiyu was full, Cang Liuliu was about to come over to act like a spoiled child, and scratched its mandible with his fingertips, "If you are talking about the hand of Gongyang Yuzhi. I did forge a black sword for him."

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, and made an inquiring doubt: "Why, he can't use that sword smoothly?"

One of the ten women sneered and sneered: "You really have an affair with that insane poison master Yan Juncheng! You two are so treacherous and ruthless, no wonder you got mixed up, disregarding morals!"

"Yafei!" The experienced man gave a soft sip, and then said to Cang Liu, "Junior Sister, I'm sorry, I still look at Haihan." After a pause, "Gongyang Yuzhi has already died on Yinggong Peak, then The sword was taken away by the Red Lotus Sect, and countless people died because of it along the way. All those who got the sword were crazy, harming others and themselves. And you...you are the caster, please come with me Let Li Wufeng take a trip to give an explanation to the Martial Arts Alliance."

Cang Moliu listened to him calmly and patiently. He put the forearm of his right hand on the table, letting Bai Yu curl up to enclose him, and even gently stroked its cold scales in a good mood.

He took a sip of hot tea: "People, I didn't kill them, why did you come to me to ask for an explanation. You have been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years, and you don't even know the right and wrong?"

Following his low voice, Bai Yu's snake tail slapped menacingly, and the ground was even cracked like a spider's web.

"So, are you unwilling to take a trip with us?" He held his hand on the hilt of his waist.

At this moment, when it seemed as if a fire was about to be triggered, and even the boss of the shopkeeper felt sorry for his table and chairs that were about to be damaged, a man came down from upstairs like a crowd of stars.The man is as gentle as jade, and as clear as spring water, there is no part of his body that is not noble.It was the Yulang who salvaged Epiphyllum from Guanghu Lake.

Cang Moliu glanced at Yulang, and felt the power of Epiphyllum space and time from him.

Yulang also looked back following this line of sight, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the man's eyes with different colors.

"You have the fragrance of epiphyllum on your body." Sitting there, he slightly raised his chin, and his eyes clearly fell on the jade-like man, "I heard that the blooming of epiphyllum is the most precious and hard-to-find thing in the world." stuff. It represents eternity and redemption."

Yulang stopped, stood with his hands behind his back, and suddenly spoke, with a gravel voice that surprised everyone who heard it: "Then, if there is an epiphyllum that will never wither and bloom all the time, it represents What."

"Ah...it must be the auspiciousness descended from heaven." He smiled deeply, then turned to the people in Liwu Peak who were about to draw their swords and said, "Put away your swords. I think your sect masters will Treat me well."

Cang Moliu got into the carriage, as expected, seeing Yan Juncheng in dark red clothes lying on the low couch in a majestic manner, the poison master smiled contemptuously and complacently: "You soft bastard, people told you to follow you If you really follow others, do you know that what is waiting for you is the ten thousand arrows piercing your heart?"

"If I hadn't let you succeed in these little tricks of yours, you wouldn't have come back so quickly." Cang Moliu loosened his belt with nimble fingertips, walked over and tied him tightly under the astonished eyes of the poison master. He stopped his hands and feet, and gently squeezed his veins and major joints.

"Hmm!" Yan Juncheng felt powerless all of a sudden, "You, why are you..."

"How could I treat you like this?" Cang Moliu pinched his chin and pinched his mouth from ear to ear. The tongue inside was crimson and soft, and Cang Moliu hung his neck and leaned over. I misunderstood that you were acting like a baby to me."

"Ni Da Ye! (Your uncle)" Yan Juncheng has been out wandering for two days, and he has been making trouble for Cang Moliu for the whole two days. , after fanning the flames, he has been hiding and watching, thinking that the bug will be chased and intercepted by the time, and he will be in a mess by then, then he...

It's just that he's not as good as a bug, damn it, this idiot actually wants to follow this Liwufeng person directly!

Gritting his teeth secretly, he thought about the scene he had envisioned in his mind at the beginning, and took a look at this time when he was tied up and let the mermaid go... It was very sad.

From Yucheng to Liwu Peak, you have to pass through Queyu Town, but just now you have walked out of Yucheng, and Yan Juncheng is also being delirious under Cang Mianliu's hands, writhing on the low couch covered in sweat.The people who greet Gongfeng have already blocked the way.

Yan Juncheng was dying at this time, the sound of fighting was deaf to his ears, his hands were hung up and his wrists were blue, but he was so excited.

Cang Mianliu was naturally also in the mood, he was behind the Poison Master, his arms went around in front of the Poison Master, grabbed his neck, grabbed the back of his neck, bit and sucked blood, his movements were rough and violent.

Xi Ming sat on the shaft of the carriage, his movements were rigorous and elegant, always keeping in mind the highest standard of being a deacon.Even when he heard the voices in the carriage, he could not waver, or smile gracefully.He watched the struggle between the two factions with a blank expression. Even though these juniors had restrained their actions, there were no casualties, and the most serious thing was only a few stab wounds.

And on the day when they arrived at Liwu Peak, there were rumors about the flower descended from heaven in the rivers and lakes.

I heard that it is a flower that will bloom forever, no one can touch the body of the flower, but they can smell the fragrance of the epiphyllum.This is the divine flower that descended from the Nine Heavens Palace to the mortal world.

The head of Li Wufeng is in his prime of life. Although he has received the letter from Fei Ge, he is still a little shocked to see that a well-known swordsmith in the rivers and lakes really came here with a thick giant snake. .

And Yan Juncheng gritted his teeth and ran away after being tortured by Cang Moliu for two days.You stinky bastard, I control you to death!

Cang Liuliu came to Liwu Peak refreshed, the sect master was very polite and smiling all the way.It doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner, but rather a smooth merchant.

"Hero Cang has worked hard all the way, I set up a banquet to welcome Hero Cang, I hope you don't dislike him."

Cang Moliu nodded, with three stacks of light sandalwood dark clothes and two thin clogs under his feet, he also didn't look like a sword maker.

Cang Mianliu was walking forward, and was about to bend the corner to walk towards the long corridor, when he tilted his head slightly, "Boom!" A stone pierced through the wall on the side of his head, and was deeply embedded in it.It can be seen how brutal this force is.

All the people present are masters, so this little trick can't be hidden.They all stopped and looked back.

She was dressed in a deep dark red dress with a moon-white underclothes, and a three-inch-wide belt stretched her waist out of a romantic atmosphere.

Yan Juncheng jumped down from the green eaves of more than ten meters, his long hair was loose, and his face was really gentle and beautiful, without any appearance that could destroy people.

The man in the dark red dress came over, and looked sadly at the swordsmith with peaceful eyes: "You don't even come to me~" he said mushyly, "I took up the green and white of others, and after eating and wiping away, I thought about it." Kick people away, you are too..."

Speaking of tears, he lifted up the beautiful and moon-like face, leaned over softly, and snuggled into the arms of the man with a calm and handsome face. The height of the two was just right, and standing together was like a painting It is full of flavor and pleasing to the eye.

The original amiable and cordial expression of the sect leader has cracked.

Cang Moliu very cooperatively hugged him around the waist: "You are the one who comes when you say it, and you who leave when you say it. Now you are blaming me."

The beauty raised her head aggrieved, and snuggled deeper into her embrace: "If you, a heartless person, even had the slightest thought of wanting to find me, how could I be like this?"

The head of the sect feels as if he has glimpsed the gate of a new world...

"That's true." Cang Moliu nodded, and he lowered his eyelids and smiled comfortingly at the beauty in his arms, and then said, "By the way, what's your name?"

Yan Juncheng's body froze, and his lowered head immediately showed a grim expression. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had never told him his name, and he had never called him by his name...

Damn you!Labor and management already know your name and name, but you don't even know who you're sleeping with these days!

Yan Juncheng's fingers had become claws in the dark, he tightened and loosened several times, even though he knew he couldn't hurt this person, he still wanted to take out this person's heart and step on it into mud!

This scene could no longer be performed under the anger of the poison master.

Cang Moliu gently and delicately followed the poison master's back, as if following a cat whose fur had exploded, with gentle and patient strength.At this time, he didn't have the slightest awareness that what he said was a scumbag, as if he was the most upright man in the world, his eyes were quiet and silent.

I don't know if Cang Mo's smooth hair movements have an effect or what, but when Poison Master raised his head, he had a grumpy expression, full of love.

Tired of eating the food crookedly, the headmaster smiled wisely and left before indigestion. It was a face of a mature man, but the smile was full of creases. After eating a meal, he seemed to be ten years old .

Seeing the person leaving, Yan Juncheng immediately pushed the person away, snorted coldly, and said while eating: "What are you doing here?" He didn't wait for the swordsmith to speak, and suddenly showed a cruel smile, as if his teeth had grown out With sharp teeth, his whole face was buried in the darkness of the light, "Why don't we kill Li Wufeng to the ground!"

He excitedly suggested that his hands could not bear to take out the poison.drug poison.powder from his bosom.

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I originally prepared five thousand, but I'd better go to bed early...

sleepy……

Please collect it...

My collection turned out to be one-eleventh... It's so miserable to hit the street...