332 People of the Year
midwinter.
There was a cold snow.
The town was completely white.
On the long street, many people from all walks of life were galloping, coming and going in a hurry.
Just because an earth-shattering event happened recently, the sword god Xie Xiaofeng died.
This incident happened so suddenly. A person who was originally invincible in the world died in the blink of an eye. No one could believe it. It was said that Yan Shisan rushed to Shenjian Villa after hearing the news and got into a fight because of Xie Xiaofeng's death.
After arriving at Shenjian Villa, he abandoned the sword in the Green Water Lake and disappeared without a trace. His whereabouts are unknown.
The two greatest swordsmen in the world are now dead and the other is in hiding, which makes people sigh. However, there is also Tianzun.
Now that Xie Xiaofeng is dead, the Shenjian Villa has no one to rely on. Who in the world can stop the "Tianzun" from dominating the martial arts world? Wherever he goes, there is killing. Those who follow the rules will prosper, and those who go against will perish. There is a bloody storm...
The small shop is simple, it is a teahouse, opened at the corner of the street. The sky is still slightly bright, and the morning fog has not dispersed on the street. The middle-aged man in the teahouse has already opened the door and is doing business, selling some sesame seed buns, soy milk snacks.
, full of fireworks.
The man was in his fifties, wearing a cloth jacket, with spots on his temples, dark complexion, bloody cracks on his lips, and a glossy face. He rubbed his face and took a sip of soy milk.
Moisten your lips.
The dim lights in the shop were dimly visible in the heavy fog. From time to time, people passing by would take a break, drink something, and fill their stomachs. The business was not good, but it was not deserted either.
The town is called Kuhai Town.
The world is like a sea of suffering, and all living beings are fighting to cross it.
It is said that this was the name given by a big shot in the "Qinglong Society" decades ago; this is the most famous gold-selling cave in the world, a gentle village, a hero's grave, where there are food, drink and women.
Men, there is no one who does not want to come here to be romantic and happy, to spend a lot of money and enjoy it. Once you enter here, you may be rich yesterday, but today you will be penniless and kicked out; even if you are a famous hero in the world, or
Even if a powerful hero stays here for ten days and a half, his bones will become weak, his ambitions will be lost, and he will sink into it, unable to extricate himself.
The world of mortals is like a sea of misery. As the saying goes, warriors in this world are striving for fame and fortune for nothing more than "enjoyment." They only want three things: food, drink, and women.
And here is undoubtedly the best enjoyment.
A carriage drove out of the town, and the carriage was full of corpses, including some famous people. As a result, they did not die in the glare of swords, but were beaten to death simply because they had no money to settle the bill.
, their clothes were stripped off, and they were lying naked on it. Some people still had smiles on their faces when they died, and some were in pieces, probably because they were hacked to death with random knives.
The old man driving the carriage ordered a bowl of soy milk and two sesame seed cakes from the teahouse. After eating and drinking, he drove the carriage and disappeared into the fog.
The middle-aged man seemed to have become accustomed to it for a long time. He didn't even look at the corpse on the carriage and just went about his own work.
until.
"Tap tap tap..."
Footsteps came again in the fog, coming out from a distance as if they were about to enter the town.
However, the footsteps were a little weird. The distance between the footsteps and the volume of the sounds were exactly the same. It was just as if the person walking had measured each step with a ruler, making it steady and rhythmic.
The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows when he heard this, stopped kneading the dough, and subconsciously looked into the mist.
I saw a green figure slowly walking over in the vast fog.
What's even more strange is that before this person came over, there were suddenly many people on the originally deserted street. Some were riding fast horses, some were galloping, some were sitting in sedans, and some were men.
, there were also women, old and young, these people crowded into his shop almost in an instant, and then they threw down a few taels of silver, sat attentively, stared at the people who came over, and at the same time said: "
Store owner, we cover everything in your store!"
Wait until the man emerges from the fog step by step.
The breaths of these people became thicker, their eyes gradually widened, and their eyes became bloodshot due to excessive tension.
The middle-aged man also saw it. He looked at the person coming, his green clothes and the facial mask on his face, and his eyes couldn't help but change.
There are many people in this world who wear blue clothes, and there are also many who like to wear masks, but there are very few people who wear both green clothes and masks.
This reminded him of a person decades ago, an almost god-like person. This person once slaughtered the world and shocked the martial arts world. Even now, few people mention it, not because they have forgotten, but because they dare not
, has long been a taboo in the martial arts world. The eight major sects in the world were in ruins because of it, and the Demon Sect was defeated because of it. Even the sword god Xie Xiaofeng's only defeat in his life was due to him.
No, that's not right. Now that decades have passed, even that person should be old. But this idea was abandoned in the blink of an eye. He thought of something, something secret, so that his whole face became pale.
With the uncertainty of cloudiness and sunshine, it feels like panic and fear.
He looked at the visitor, who seemed to be aware of it and looked over. The eyes under the mask were dim and unpredictable. This strangeness made him even more uneasy.
"I know everything, I want to trade things with you!"
The people sitting in the shop couldn't wait to speak. Now everyone in the world is looking for traces of the person coming and waiting.
Su Qing looked away from the shop owner's face and said softly: "Tell me, what do you want to change?"
Unexpectedly, a dark-faced man with a beard glared and smiled, his eyes full of ferocity, and he sneered: "Haha, I will use your life in exchange for your martial arts!"
Su Qing laughed softly after hearing this.
"What a hugely profitable deal, interesting, interesting!"
Another woman with a gorgeous and charming appearance said softly: "You don't have to pretend to us anymore. We know that you must have martial arts skills, but no matter how deep you hide it or how powerful you are, you can't be as good as Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng."
It's pretty awesome. Now the leaders of our Nine Gangs and Eighteen Guilds are all here. With your own efforts, I'm afraid you will die, so why not obediently hand over everything you know!"
However, Su Qing did not answer her, but slowly looked at the shop owner in the tea room, thought about it thoughtfully, and then asked hesitantly, "Are you Long Xiaoyun?"
The woman who asked the question before saw that she was being ignored, and her pretty face turned cold. "Is it possible that your Excellency will be fined for not eating the toast?"
"I advise you to think about how to survive!"
The person who spoke this time was the shopkeeper. His hands were still stained with flour, and his face was already a bit strangely white, as if he had also been coated with flour. There was an indescribable horror in his eyes, and then he took a long breath.
, as if to calm down the shock in his heart. If he was still hesitant and uncertain before, now, he is 100% sure that the person in front of him is the person from back then, and he is still alive.
The woman was a little puzzled. She frowned and was about to speak, but her delicate body suddenly trembled. Her eyes widened. She looked back and saw the experts and masters from various gangs who had been discussing with her about how to act.
At this moment, he was already motionless, as if he had become a stone and ice sculpture, with a layer of frost all over his body. Under her horrified gaze, ice shards scattered all over the ground.
All of them died without knowing it.
"you--"
The sharp and trembling voice just finished the word.
The woman's face, painted with makeup, instantly split into pieces like cracked ice.
Swinging his sleeves to brush away the ice shards on the chair, Su Qing sat on it and said with emotion:
Chapter completed!