Baihong Town.

A crescent moon is like a hook.

Under the deep night sky, the crows were clearly heard, and the whimpering wind roared, and a gloomy atmosphere was filled with a deserted mountainous country.

The deeper the autumn is, the cooler the night is, and there is a lonely grave somewhere in the mountains.

Wild dogs sniffing around and wandering beside the lonely grave.

The whimpering sound was like an evil ghost crying, making the scalp numb.

A young man holding a knife passed by here, looking at the lonely grave and the wild dog, his expression gradually became a little complicated.

Because this is a very familiar scene in his memory.

There is also an lonely grave.

There is a wild dog.

And the little boy with a fear-faced face.

Familiar scenes always evoke memories of the past. Li Mengzhou stood there and looked at the wild dog foraging, silently speaking.

He went out of the town to practice swords, and at this time he returned to the ruined alley.

Because there is Gushanke in Baihong Town, Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan are not in a hurry to leave. Although they have not yet understood the story hidden in Gushanke's heart, it is indeed of great benefit to follow Gushanke's practice.

The wild dog sniffed and stopped on the other side of the lonely grave, as if he had found something, and he was tentatively cautiously.

Li Mengzhou did not continue to watch and turned around and left slowly.

And in the next moment, a hand suddenly poked out from the side of the lonely grave and grabbed the front leg of the wild dog. The barking of a dog was like a ghost crying and it immediately spread far and far away.

......

Of course, Li Mengzhou heard the slightly terrifying voice in the middle of the night, but he did not turn back because a person appeared in front of him.

A woman in white.

Li Mengzhou's expression gradually became solemn. Judging by his breath alone, the woman in white was obviously a very dangerous person.

"Are you the Seventh Mr. Ligong Sword Court?" The woman in white held a sword in her hand, a sword that had already revealed its sharpness before it was unsheathed.

"What is the girl?"

"The moon comes from frost."

Li Mengzhou was surprised. Of course he knew who Yue Congshuang was.

The chief disciple of Jianjiayuan, the disciple of Haitang Mountain Lord, is also the senior sister of Lu Jiuge and Nan Sheng. Among the younger generation of female monks in Jiangguo, in addition to the third sister, Yue Congshuang has the most famous reputation. Because the third sister has not been born for a long time, Yue Congshuang has a very high reputation.

"It turns out to be Senior Sister Yue." Li Mengzhou bowed and greeted her.

He didn't know how strong Yue Congshuang was, but he was definitely not as powerful as Shen Qiubai and Bei Zangfeng. Compared with the fourth senior brother, Xie Chunfeng and others, it is worth guessing which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

Not to mention that he had some friendship with Lu Jiuge and Nan Sheng, Ligong Jianyuan and Jianjiayuan themselves were close contacts, so they should not be hostile. Although Yue Congshuang was just the identity of the chief of Jianjiayuan and the heir of the mountain master was Lu Jiuge, no one in the world could deny Yue Congshuang's status in Jianjiayuan.

When he was politely greeting, Yue Congshuang was also looking at him seriously. When Li Mengzhou stood up, she suddenly spoke, "So weak."

Li Mengzhou was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Compared with Senior Sister Yue, I am naturally very weak. It has been almost a year since I entered the path of cultivation, and I have barely crossed the threshold of the four realms. It is really ashamed to say."

These words are very suspicious of pretending.

But to be honest, Li Mengzhou really feels that his practice is too slow.

Although it was extremely horrifying to become a great monk in the four realms in less than a year, and he was definitely a monster, but he still felt that it was not enough.

His purpose in coming to the capital was to kill Qin Chengyi, in addition to becoming a practitioner, even if he was not qualified to become a practitioner in the end, he had never changed his idea.

Not to mention that Qin Chengyi himself is also a very strong practitioner, and there are also a strong disciple in the Lu Wang Mansion like Song Yidao. The cultivation level of a mere four realms seems to be a little weak. He will think that his cultivation speed is too slow, which is very reasonable. He didn't care at all. He has only practiced for less than a year.

Qin Chengyi is a cultivator and the prince of Jiang Kingdom. No matter what identity Li Mengzhou has, as long as Qin Chengyi does not commit a serious crime similar to treason, he will not have the chance to kill Qin Chengyi.

Unless he can be strong enough to ignore worldly rules and easily kill a prince, he can still escape unscathed.

This is an extremely long-term task.

Li Mengzhou is patient, but it is limited after all. He may not wait until he is so strong that he is. Who knows if there will be any other accidents in this process, or if Qin Chengyi suddenly dies at the hands of someone else.

Because of this, except for constantly thinking about becoming stronger, he actually did not have a clear plan and what to do, but as long as he found an opportunity, he would definitely kill Qin Chengyi at all costs, even if he died together.

But in Yue Congshuang's ears, these words were just pretending to be that.

She did not refute it, because Li Mengzhou's words were also true. It cannot be denied that no matter how much time Li Mengzhou has practiced, he is now weak, and this is also true.

But Yue Congshuang needed the sword in Li Mengzhou's hand. To be precise, it was the sword cultivator's sword. Her eyes moved down, but she saw that Li Mengzhou was holding not a sword, but a knife. She immediately frowned slightly and asked, "Where is your sword?"

Li Mengzhou didn't understand why, so he replied: "In the sea of ​​Qi."

Yue Congshuang asked again, "Why are you holding a knife in your hand?"

Of course, the sword cultivator must hold a sword in his hand. In his life, the sword cultivator only has a natal sword. It is a very strange thing that a sword cultivator does not hold a sword but holds a knife.

Li Mengzhou was too lazy to explain this matter and said, "The sword is intent and the sword is in it, it has nothing to do with what it holds in his hand."

Yue Chongshuang learned about Baihong Town from Bei Zangfeng and Xie Chunfeng. This was not for the sake of people outside the mountain. It was a coincidence that she met Li Mengzhou. Although she was thinking about Xiao Zhinan, it was obviously not easy to ask the personal disciples of Beiyan Jianlu to help.

Although Li Mengzhou was a little weak in her eyes, she finally crossed the threshold of the fourth realm. She was also Mr. Seven from Ligong Sword Academy. She adhered to the sword intent of Ligong Sword Academy, but she was also a very good candidate.

She ignored the question of whether Li Mengzhou was holding a knife or a sword in his hand at this time, and said directly: "I'll lend you your sword."

......

Next to the lonely grave blown by the wind, the wild dog was lying lazily. A man in a rag-wearing dress and looked like a beggar reached out to stroke the wild dog's head and climbed up from the ground.

He looked up at the moon, which was mostly covered by dark clouds, and there was a rumbling sound in his stomach. He smashed his mouth and looked down at the wild dog and said, "Are you hungry? I'm very hungry, go get some food."

The wild dog glanced at him without moving.

The beggar man stood quietly for a moment and said helplessly: "Then I will go find food by myself, and you can wait for me here."

He staggered towards Baihong Town.

Of course there will be hares in the mountains and wilderness, and there will be very ferocious beasts. Not to mention that it is possible to destroy the beast's mouth, he can't do anything like catching hares. He can only go to Baihong Town and find out if there is any restaurant with leftovers.

There was no energy in his eyes, and there was no silence.

But he obviously didn't want to really seek death. He had to find a way to fill his stomach even if he was hungry.

Although the torn clothes on him made him look like a beggar, if someone with a stingy eye, he could still see that the original appearance of this torn clothes is definitely not cheap.

He walked around Baihong Town and there must be leftovers in the restaurant, depending on whether the other party is willing to give you the leftovers. Some people will not give it to a beggar if they throw away the leftovers.

But he obviously didn't care about these things. If he threw them away, he could pick them up again.

It's nothing more than being scolded, compared to filling your stomach.

He pulled a few leftover steamed buns in the leftover bucket and half-pulled chicken legs. In fact, there was no meat anymore. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a chicken bone, but carefully, he still didn't eat it clean enough, and it was always enough to plug the gaps between the teeth.

He continued to stagger out of Baihong Town and returned to the lonely grave.

The wild dog lying on the ground seemed to smell the delicious food far away. As soon as he approached, he ran over excitedly and grabbed the chicken leg with more bones and less meat in the beggar man's hand.

The beggar man was quite angry, but in the end he just sighed, leaning on the lonely grave, murmured: "I originally wanted to let you chew bones, I'll eat meat, you're so greedy, and even snatch the meat away."

He looked at the dirty steamed buns in his hands that were gnawed, swallowed with difficulty, and stuffed his head into his mouth indifferently.

He almost choked during the process. He swallowed viciously while getting up and running out.

Soon I arrived along the Tianhe River, knelt directly on the shore, picked up the clear water and drank it happily.

The wild dog also followed, drinking water very comfortably.

The beggar man turned over and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the stars in the night sky, and suddenly a line of hot tears fell.

"I miss Li Ergou, who is full of ambitions, why did I end up in such a field?"

Li Ergou looked at his wild dog around him, and they were really two very lonely and pitiful dogs.

"Dog friend, fortunately you are still there. You will be my good brother in the future!"

The wild dog raised his tail and left a lump for Li Ergou.

It seems to be responding to Li Ergou's words and expressing extreme agreement.

"Dog friend, I suddenly realized that I was still very hungry."

Li Ergou looked at it with resentment.

The wild dog seemed to have noticed the crisis and stared at Li Ergou cautiously, grinning.

Li Ergou's face paled for a moment, although it was so dirty that it couldn't be seen.

He smiled and reached out to stroke the wild dog's head, fearing that the wild dog would bite him, and said awkwardly: "Just kidding, you are my dog ​​friend, no matter how hungry I will not make any decisions about you."
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