Super Elation Under the Sun

Some people left in Qingtian City, and some people came.

The one-hundred-day period has not yet passed, and many people in the city are not protected by the ban on Qingtian City, but it is clear that there will be more important things before Qingtian City, so those who seek revenge did not dare to enter Qingtian City.

But now that the dust has fallen, two of the most talented young people have been knocked down by the young swordsman. Except for Bi Yu and Feng Lu, no one in the demon land may be Li Fuyao's opponent. .

So now those people under the city head are waiting for one of these two to make a final attempt to see if they can beat Li Fuyao from the city head.

But in fact, many people's minds are not put on it.

After all, Chao Qingqiu had used a sword, everything was dull.

As those people entered the city, many things began to happen in the city. For example, one day in the morning, a corpse appeared next to the Sangjiang River. The demon pill had been taken, and the corpse was transformed into its original form, without knowing who it was. Perhaps, no one wants to know who it is.

Then this kind of thing happened from time to time in the following days.

There are dead people everywhere in Qingtian City, beside the streets and alleys.

Even the back kitchen of a restaurant has ordinary helpers dead.

No one knows what they have done on weekdays, but since someone seeks revenge, it means that they have done at least something to sorry others, and if they die, they die.

The owner of the mutton restaurant near the restaurant where Qingtianjun often visits is a rich middle-aged man. For the third time in ten days, he discovered that his buddy had been killed.

So he was very angry.

"This Blue Sky City can't be messed up like this!"

This is a very serious tone, but it seems that it is not so serious. Perhaps it is the reason why he is too rich.

The proprietress of the mutton restaurant is a petite woman with dark skin and can't see anything beautiful. She looked at her man angrily, "You don't care?"

The boss frowned and said, "I'm just a mutton seller, what should I do?"

The lady boss frowned and said, "I don't want to see them die anyway. If we die, do we need to do business?"

The boss sighed.

Without saying anything, he just turned and walked into the back kitchen.

That night, a lot of snow fell in Qingtian City.

There is a lot of lamb in the back kitchen, so it smells full of lamb, which is very unpleasant.

The boss squatted somewhere in the back kitchen with a pig iron kitchen knife.

The helpers slept in the room next to the back kitchen.

If you want to kill them, you have to go through the back kitchen first.

So he waited here with a knife.

very serious.

But waited all night. The sky is getting brighter.

No half of them appeared.

The boss was a little tired, opened the door and found that the helpers were still asleep quietly.

He pushed open the other door wearily.

The lady boss was lying on the bed, rubbing her eyes when she heard the sound.

"Nothing happened?"

The boss was a little unhappy, "Stayed for nothing all night."

The lady boss lifted the warm blanket and said, "Come to sleep."

The boss nodded, took off his shoes, fell asleep, frowned before closing his eyes and said: "These days, I will let you live."

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...

The boss slept till dusk.

When he opened his eyes, the lady boss stood in front of him, angrily.

"what happened?"

The lady boss said angrily: "Another death!"

The boss was a little unhappy, and got out of bed and went to the kitchen.

The back kitchen is messy, and the lamb is randomly piled up somewhere.

There is also a corpse right in front of him.

The realm of the helpers of the back kitchen is generally very low. Therefore, the demon pill has not been taken away, so after death, it is still in human form, but its head is cut off.

The boss looked at the other trembling helpers, and tried his best to calm down: "Think about what enemies you have?"

The heads of the helpers shook like garlic.

The boss waved his hand.

Did not say much.

That night, he guarded the back kitchen again.

This time he was also very serious.

Only this night, he also gained nothing.

The next morning, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes, he opened the door.

The lady boss rubbed her eyes and asked, "Nothing happened?"

The boss took a few sips of tea and wiped his face.

Then he said tiredly: "I will look at it again."

During the day, the mutton restaurant's business was not so good, so the boss stayed in the back kitchen all the time, trying to see who was going to do it.

But obviously, one day passed without incident.

The boss scolded: "I can't stand it!"

The lady boss came over to comfort her and said, "If you are tired, rest."

The proprietress is never a considerate person, but it may be because of the exhaustion of seeing the boss that the proprietress feels a bit distressed for him.

The boss suddenly became a little angry and said angrily: "I'm asleep, you just happened to kill someone!"

The face of the lady boss suddenly became ugly. She looked at the boss and said in disbelief: "How are you..."

The boss was furious, "Is it easy for Lao Tzu to manage this mutton restaurant? You **** hate them for a little thing, someone broke your bracelet, someone soiled your shoes, and someone made your skirt flowery. , You will kill them!"

"Then I snore every night and make you sleep well, do you want to kill Laozi?"

The lady boss smiled slightly, "How do you know?"

This smile is weird, but it is definitely not oozing.

Because it wasn't long before her smile was born, the boss's kitchen knife had already chopped off the boss's head.

The realm of the two people is so far apart that the proprietress has no room for resistance.

He wanted to kill the boss's wife, naturally, it would not be because of such simple things, just like the boss's wife wanted to kill the helpers, it would not be so simple.

There will be a reason for everything.

The boss didn't want to say much.

After all, no one listened to him.

He just went out and told the helpers that he would be fine in the future.

When talking, he was very tired, even more tired than before.

That night, when the boss was sleeping, there was no one next to him, making him toss and turn around and struggle to sleep.

He even sat up in the middle of the night, facing the window, thinking of some past, he started to cry.

"I know you are a spy, but I like you to be true."

He was muttering to himself, his voice inaudible.

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...

In a noodle restaurant in the west of the city, several buddies were also killed.

The demon cultivators don't like noodles, or they prefer meat.

But the fact that this noodle restaurant can be opened and not closed down is a good illustration.

The demon cultivators don't like noodles because they don't taste good.

But when they can bear it, it shows that the taste of the pasta is really good.

Just like this one.

The boss is a lanky middle-aged man, he has more than 20 ramen masters under his hand.

It's just that a lot of them have died these days.

There are only five people now.

That night, under the light, the boss personally cooked six bowls of noodles and placed them on the wooden table. Five ramen masters stood in front of him.

The boss frowned and said, "I know there is a ghost, it's one of you, talk about it yourself."

Letting the inner ghost admit that he is the inner ghost is obviously an unrealistic thing, but since the boss said so, it shows that he is sure, and it can even be said that he knows who will admit it.

Several ramen masters looked at each other, and finally someone stood up and said, "It's me."

He is tall and big, and the boss is already very tall, and he is actually a head shorter than him.

The boss was expressionless, just looking at the hot mist emanating from the noodle bowl.

After a while, someone came out again, "It's me."

Two people admitted, but the other three had no expressions.

Not even the simplest disgust.

The boss sighed, "Since we are all brothers of the same race, why do we want to kill each other?"

At the beginning, the tall ramen master said: "We don't want to live like this again."

The days he was talking about included giving people ramen every day, accompanied by smiling faces, and being bullied from time to time.

But not limited to this kind of life.

The boss said: "Such days will pass eventually."

Another said: "But we can't see it."

It’s not tomorrow that I can’t see.

Not everyone is willing to do things that will benefit the future.

Many people want to live well and be a comfortable person to live.

The boss was a little surprised, and then looked at the other three people.

The three people did not speak, but there was some confusion in their eyes.

Of course it is doubts about the status quo.

The boss asked: "What if you do it at the price of hurting other brothers in the clan?"

"We can't manage so much."

Someone answered simply and directly.

The boss said, "Then you go to die."

He stretched out his hand, crushed his head, and dripped blood into the bowl.

Don't look at it.

The boss looked at another person and asked, "What do you think?"

The man hesitated, and finally turned pale.

The boss also shook his head, then crushed his head.

The same is true.

The blood spilled in the noodle bowl.

The boss sat down and said, "Eat noodles."

Several other people also sat down and started eating noodles.

Very quiet, only the sound of eating noodles.

There was no other sound at all.

The boss suddenly said: "Do you think our life is too sad."

This is a very obvious fact.

But when he asked, someone answered.

"not too good."

The boss nodded, "Let's boil it again."

Someone else said: "It's okay to boil it for a while, but when will it be?"

The boss did not speak because he did not know.

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One night, it rained heavily in Qingtian City.

The owner of the lamb restaurant closed the door, climbed into bed to go to bed, and then heard someone knock on the door.

He was a little surprised.

The knock on the door was his door, not the door of the lamb restaurant.

He took the kitchen knife from his side, got up to open the door.

He walked slowly because he was very careful.

With a bang.

The door was pushed open.

A man with a sword hanging from his waist looked at him indifferently.

The boss is ashamed.

Swordsman!

But he turned away.

Showing the little girl behind her.

The little girl with a scar on her face was like a scar of a sword.

The boss saw the face clearly.

To be precise, it is the trace.

Suddenly tears filled his eyes.

When even kneel down.

He faced the little girl in the most religious posture, crying: "You are finally back."