It is not clear when the wind and snow will come or go in the cold winter.


    As it is now, it''s easy to say.


    The snow is flying and the snow falls on the world. Yufu and qingni subconsciously pull their clothes. In fact, after practicing sword for several months, Yufu didn''t feel much about the cold and heat. It''s just like a beggar who has been begging for many years. Although he has money, he still changes his habits for many years in a short time.


    But Yu Fu soon noticed that although the snow was heavy, no snowflake fell into the sweet potato shop.


    And Li Fuyao has put his hand on the hilt.


    The old man who sold sweet potatoes was drinking wine and seemed unmoved.


    Li Fuyao suddenly turned his head and said with a smile, "you go and take a seat and wait for me."


    Qingni is stunned and immediately wants to speak, but she is soon pulled by Yufu''s sleeve. She whispers, "be careful." she pulls qingni out of the sweet potato shop.


    It took only a short time to enter the restaurant opposite.


    The old man sneered: "it''s human nature to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages."


    Remembering the old man''s words, Li Fuyao said again, "that''s the truth. Don''t you tell me?"


    Li Fuyao picked up the pot of wine and took a sip of it. The wind and snow outside the sweet potato shop felt the sword spirit. Naturally, he did not dare to drift in.


    The old man said with a smile: "it''s just a green silk state. Where is the courage to make a sword in front of me?"


    Li Fuyao pretended to be puzzled and asked, "isn''t it too clear for me, isn''t it within a foot in front of me?"


    Within one foot of a swordsman is the death place of a monk in the same territory. Even Taiqing, within a foot in front of a swordsman in the green silk realm, naturally, he has to worry about it. If not, the old man can start to keep away from Li Fuyao to ensure safety. But Li Fuyao''s sword spirit was always on his heart. He would be struck by the thunder if he didn''t say so.


    At such a close distance, it would not be very good for a swordsman in the green silk realm to throw his sword, even if he was in Taiqing.


    Even he could have been killed on the spot.


    The talisman in Li Fuyao''s arms could have covered his sword. However, when the old man said that rotten wood could not be carved, he felt an opportunity to kill him, and then he put his hand on the handle of the sword. Otherwise, it would not have happened.


    Inexplicably, when you meet a friar and the other party wants to kill him, can there be something more unreasonable in this world?


    Li Fuyao took a sip of wine and felt the sword spirit in lingfu. He thought whether to solve the battle in the shortest time?


    In the past, this idea could be ignored. But now, he has a talisman who does not know how much sword Qi He has absorbed. As long as he releases it, his power will not be small. He is afraid that it will be equivalent to the sword of a swordsman in Taiqing.


    In addition, I will try my best to stab out a sword later.


    With such a short distance under the two swords, Li Fuyao believed that he would have a great chance to kill the old man directly.


    As for his own serious injury.


    It''s out of his consideration.


    There are two elixirs in his arms, which are the two extra lives of him.


    You can fight in any way.


    Of course, this is the premise of real action.


    But when the sweet potato shop was more and more strong, the old man took the lead to remove the Qi.


    Wind and snow will be a meal.


    Li Fuyao didn''t know why, but he still took away the sword spirit and calmed down in the lingfu.


    The old man picked up a baked sweet potato and threw it to Li Fuyao. It was hard to praise him, "the future is daunting."


    Li Fuyao took over, but did not want to eat the idea, he said plainly: "this thing to eat too much also upset the stomach."


    The old man said with a smile, "but I have been eating for decades, and I haven''t seen any problems."


    Li Fuyao looked at the sword on his waist and thought that if you hadn''t stopped your hand just now, there would have been something wrong.


    The old man was silent for a moment and nodded his head, which was to approve of Li Fuyao''s statement.


    He did not have the courage to fight. If he was a general monk, he would have died in his hands. However, the man on the opposite side was not only a green silk realm, but also a swordsman, so that the old man did not dare to take risks. Moreover, he was not deaf. The killing of the big demon in the North Sea Dynasty in Qingqiu had been spread all over the world. Once again, the horror of the swordsman was proved by the life of a big demon.


    Now I met another one.


    Nature is afraid.


    Li Fuyao didn''t leave in a hurry. After loosening the handle of his sword, he said casually, "I''ll give you some money."


    There are too many unreasonable things in this world, but there is no reason why someone will kill him for nothing.


    Since it is not for nothing, it can only be for a reason.


    The old man thought and said a name, "Mo Kuo."


    Li Fuyao thought for a moment, but he had no impression.


    When the old man saw Li Fuyao''s expression of bewilderment, he thought that he didn''t know what he had provoked. He had to tell me clearly. The old man was so angry that he finally opened his mouth, "he is the elder of Beihai sword tomb."Only then did Li Fuyao show a sudden insight. Knowing his identity, it was much easier to guess why he wanted to die.


    Li Fuyao sat down again and asked, "how can a monk in Taiqing do such a thing?"


    The old man said with a smile, "I said earlier that we should be self reliant and self reliant."


    "It''s just that no one knows that I''m a monk. They only know that I''m the most expensive killer in the Beihai lake. Anyone can kill me. You''re not funny. What''s the difficulty of killing some martial arts men in the mountain


    "It''s just more funny that Mo Kuo has provoked a swordsman."


    "If you make money fast, you will spend it quickly. I still have many years to go before I die of old age. Naturally, I need money to keep spending."


    "The road can not be expected, it can only roll in the world of mortals."


    In a few words, the old man told the whole story.


    Li Fuyao frowned deeply. Chao FengChen had already proved that he was powerful. All the martial artists on the Ganhe mountain did not dare to act rashly. However, he had never done anything from the beginning. In name, he was a guest minister, but it was not clear whether there was moisture or not.


    What''s more, Chao FengChen is still closed.


    Li Fuyao is somewhat clear.


    The old man asked, "you found out before I started killing. I''ve been a killer for so many years, and my hiding breath has always been excellent. Even if all the swordsmen I killed before were martial arts men, my realm is higher than you. Why can you find the clue?"


    Li Fuyao said: "you sold so many years of baked sweet potato, sweet potato inside is still raw, I''m afraid it''s very wrong."


    The old man laughed, "I see."


    He immediately asked, "what are you going to do with mokuo?"


    The price of the old man is very high because he has not lost his hand in his life. If the news of this failure is spread out, even if someone wants to do his business in the future, he will have to give a big discount. Therefore, if he can''t kill Li Fuyao, he will kill Mo Kuo.


    Dead people don''t chew their tongues.


    Li Fuyao said calmly, "naturally, it''s necessary to ask a lot of questions before killing."


    This is to remind the elderly.


    The old man nodded and said nothing.


    Li Fu got up and picked up the sweet potato, but before walking out of the sweet potato shop, he suddenly said, "the sword Tomb of Beihai has been renamed xiaoyilou."


    www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!