I want it all

Shen Feiyun hid in the carriage, no matter how sharp the arrows were, no matter how many they were, they would not be able to hurt him a single bit.

He took out the black crystal from his sleeve, waited for the flying arrow to stop, and then took out a magnetic umbrella from under the seat, not afraid of the enemy's numbers, he boldly walked out.

As soon as he stepped out of the hut, long arrows swept across the sky.

He opened the huge and heavy magnetic umbrella, squatted on the ground, and the umbrella covered him tightly.

Shen Feiyun smiled lightly, and said in his heart: "I caught you a long time ago." Immediately, he stood up, stepped on the Flying Cloud Art, and flew towards the roof of the tavern like the wind.

When the long arrow swept towards him, the black crystal in his hand also flew towards the distance.

A few screams came, and the arrow rain really stopped.

After three breaths, the old man in Hushui was wearing a pair of broken straw sandals, covered in blood, and holding a man in black in his left hand, he walked quickly to the roof, threw the man at Shen Feiyun's feet, and asked, "Who ordered you to come here? "

The man in black had his acupuncture points pressed, he couldn't even commit suicide, he could only stare fiercely at the old man with wide eyes.

Shen Feiyun smiled and said: "You move really fast."

"You are yelling too loudly," the old man Hu Shui kicked the man in black, and said to Shen Feiyun, "I thought you were going to be killed, and I didn't have time to put on your clothes, so I rushed to save you. If you die, I... ..."

Shen Feiyun really wanted to transmit the sound just now, and called the old man Hushui, but his tone was provocative, where was there a little panic and depression that was about to die?

He shook his head, feeling amused: "If I die, what about you?"

"Then it's all over for me." The old man of Hushui touched his naked chest, "It's really cold, winter hasn't passed yet."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the man in black and said impatiently: "I didn't touch your dumb acupoint, why didn't you open your mouth? Is it because you feel that living in my hands is too happy, and you can't wait to suffer a little bit?"

The man in black immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, and the slight "click" sound of bones breaking slowly melted into the night wind.

Old man Hushui's trouser pocket was tattered, and he took out a handful of silver needles as fine as cow hair, and said calmly: "If you think you can hold the 'brittle bone Tianfeng needle', you don't need to speak, otherwise the 99 silver needles The needle will always be with you, making your life worse than death."

When the man in black heard the "brittle bone Tianfeng needle", a trace of fear finally flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "I was sent by Wutong Villa..."

"Okay." The old man of Hushui bent down, quickly cut off the neck of the man in black, and closed his unbelievable eyes for him.

When Shen Feiyun saw the old man's attack decisively and without mercy, and saw the other party soaked in blood, like an indifferent killing god, the good feelings in his heart disappeared, and he only felt that the other party was hard to get close to.

The old man in Hushui took off the clothes of the man in black, put them on himself, and said slowly: "Wutong Villa is ruthless, more insidious than the Holy Fire Cult, this time it seems that they have bribed the killer of Canshu Pavilion, and want to kill you to death."

Shen Feiyun couldn't help frowning: "I have no grudges with Wutong Villa in the past, and I have no grudges in recent days, why should they pay a big price for murder?"

"Heh, there is no need for enmity," the old man Hushui put on his thick clothes, with a satisfied expression on his face, "You only need profit to kill you. Wutong Mountain Villa operates a casino, and the king has never seen the king with the Golden Hook Gambling House. This time the Golden Hook bet There was a gambling game in Wutong Mountain Villa, and Wutong Villa placed 500 million taels of silver to buy Mo Wuya to win. They already knew that Xu Qingyun could not kill Mo Wuya, they could only send you to do it, and of course they will come to kill you."

Shen Feiyun's heart moved, and he asked: "Why didn't Master kill Mo Wuya?"

"This is the Xu family's scandal," the old man Hu Shui sighed, "I would like to find someone to talk about the past, but it is really unnecessary, you better not know."

"Is it related to me?" Shen Feiyun was thoughtful.

"related."

"Is it related to my life experience?"

The old man Hushui was silent for a moment, unwilling to answer, his face darkened, and he reprimanded in a rough voice: "You talk too much, you just need to know that Xu Qingyun will never harm you, everything is for your own good, and you know nothing else It will only add to the pain in vain, so why ask again!"

Shen Feiyun smiled slightly, nodded yes, his heart sank, it seemed that he asked a good question - Xu Qingyun was related to his parents.

I just don't know why she couldn't kill Mo Wuya herself. If Xu Qingyun was an old friend of his parents, with her nature, she would have killed Mo Wuya herself. Why bother to train him? Waiting for him to do it will last nearly 20 years. .

"Let's go, go back to the room with me to sleep, there are still two hours, it would be nice if you can sleep a little longer."

After the old man Hushui finished speaking, he was about to pull Shen Feiyun's arm.

Shen Feiyun frowned unobtrusively, moved his footsteps, moved away, and said with a smile: "I'd better go to sleep with Qi Yuwen, I'll sleep late, so as not to disturb you."

"It's up to you." The old man of the lake shrugged, raised his arm and smelled it, and the smell of blood on his body was indeed a bit stronger.He turned his head to look at Shen Feiyun, only to see that the other party was wiping the plain fan carefully with a silk handkerchief.

The old man Hu Shui sighed, turned around and flew down to the top of the building, and said softly: "What a son."

There wasn't any blood on Shen Feiyun's fan at all, but he reacted in his heart and wiped it over and over again until he felt better, then he casually threw the snow-white Supa into the night wind.

Standing in the wind is a swordsman in white, holding a broad sword in his arms, stretching out his right hand, catching the blowing Supa, and putting it in his arms.

"Thank you." Shen Feiyun looked at him and said calmly.

Su Lang jumped up from the treetops, came down to Shen Feiyun in twos and twos, just watched quietly without speaking.

Although Shen Feiyun felt alienated, he smiled politely: "I threw twenty black crystals, but there are at least 50 killers in Canshu Pavilion, and your actions are very fast."

"I heard your voice." Su Lang pursed his lips and hesitated for a while. Seeing that Shen Feiyun was a little impatient, he explained: "It's definitely not harming you to hit your sleeping point, I just want you to sleep peacefully."

"Enough." Shen Feiyun interrupted, unwilling to listen any more, "I'll sleep with you, but I'm a light sleeper and very alert. I hope you don't do unnecessary things."

Su Lang pursed his lips tightly, and finally sighed softly.

"it is good."

Shen Feiyun listened to his promise, but didn't believe it at all. He was just satisfied that his warning was heard and taken seriously.

Soon, the two lifted the curtain together and stepped into the tavern.

Hanniang has always been lazy and doesn't care about world affairs, but at this moment she suddenly started, and said sharply: "The smell of blood on the three of you is too strong!"

Naturally, the three people she mentioned couldn't be anyone else, they could only be Old Man Hushui, Shen Feiyun and Su Lang.

The rest of the people laughed out loud when they heard Hanniang's words: "Where does the smell of blood come from, only the smell of tobacco, wine and vegetables!"

While laughing, everyone carefully peeked at Shen Feiyun. After a move not long ago, they all knew that Shen Feiyun had some abilities, which they could not offend, so they could only secretly pray that Shen Feiyun would not come to argue with them.

"Some people died..." Shen Feiyun was very helpless, arguing, fighting and dead people, these things couldn't make him feel very happy.

He took out a heavy piece of silver from his sleeve, threw it over, and apologized: "Take care of me, we will leave tomorrow, and I will guarantee that nothing will happen to you."

"Am I afraid of getting hurt?" Hanniang sneered, and glanced at the money beside the pillow, "I'm so blind to money, do you think that if you give me money, you can treat me like a beggar?"

Shen Feiyun smiled, and said in a good voice: "It's not that Han Niang is open to seeing money, but that apologizing with bare lips is a bit too flirtatious, and you must see our sincerity. We people only have money. If you don't If you despise our vulgarity, just accept the money and have the right to accept our wishes."

"You can talk since you were young." Hanniang laughed and threw the money back, "I might be thinking something in my heart, but my words can coax people. Well, can I argue with you? You can take the money back When Gusu sees Xiangnv, give it to her on my behalf."

"Okay." Shen Feiyun smiled and took the silver.

Wu Xiang is married to Su Chao, and Su Chao is Su Lang's elder brother. After the matter is over, he should go and see.

Shen Feiyun continued: "There is only one thing, I want to explain that I am not a duplicity person who is used to saying good things, so please don't misunderstand me."

But Hanniang wrapped up her outer robe, ignored him, held the whip, and urged: "Aren't you going to sleep at this late hour, are you rushing to die?" She walked half a circle around the house quickly, and blew out all the oil lamps.

Shen Feiyun walked into the guest room with Su Lang amidst all the complaints.

In the middle of the night, he slept very restlessly, and Hanniang's angry scolding woke him up again.

"Tired of work, aren't you, old lady, do you dare to provoke me?"

Fearing that something might happen, Shen Feiyun put on his coat and wanted to go downstairs. As soon as he reached the stairs, the wind blew away the curtain, and the moonlight fell on the corpse hanging by the door.

Shen Feiyun shook his head, turned around and went back to the room, the air conditioner followed him into the bed.

Su Lang couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hanging a pervert." Shen Feiyun closed his eyes and said coldly.

After a while, Shen Feiyun said: "After killing Mo Wuya, how about we go to Gusu?"

"Let's talk." Su Lang frowned even tighter.

Shen Feiyun said again: "There are three horses in the thatched shed, which one is yours?"

"Red."

"That's a coincidence," Shen Feiyun smiled slightly, "The arrow that flew to kill me didn't have eyes, it didn't kill me or my horse, but it hit your red horse."

"understood."

"Will you go back and buy the horses, or come with me?"

"I want to sleep."

Su Lang turned around, stared at Shen Feiyun closely, and said displeasedly: "We'll talk about tomorrow's matter."

Shen Feiyun couldn't help but laugh, stopped talking, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, when he woke up, he heard the rough voice of Old Man Hushui when he went downstairs: "You still owe me two taels of silver."

When he finished his meal and walked to the door, Old Man Hushui was already sitting on the carriage with a whip in his hand.

Shen Feiyun turned around and asked, "Hero Qi, do you want to go together?"

Su Lang didn't speak, but just followed him into the carriage.