Song Zhong was lying in the carriage, as if he had fallen asleep. He was already very tired, as tired as a dead pig.
The carriage moved smoothly, and the carriage was covered with soft blankets... Song Zhong was lying in the carriage, recovering his strength because he was going to kill someone.
If you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed, so now he needs to rest. There was food and water in the carriage, which was enough for him for three days. Not only did he not have to waste energy during the journey in the carriage, but when he died, his mental and physical strength would be restored to an excellent level.
Song Zhong actually doesn't like killing, but he has to kill because he wants fame, wealth, and women. For someone like him who only knows how to use a sword, he can only kill people if he wants these.
This carriage was prepared for him by Mrs. Liu; she was a gentle and caring woman, and it was for this woman that he killed this time.
When he first saw this woman, what he longed for most was not fame or wealth, but her, the woman who belonged to someone else.
She really fascinated Song Zhong, even addicted, intoxicated...
Her charm, her eyes, and her body were enough to drive him crazy, making him so obsessed that he couldn't extricate himself.
She stayed with him for three days, and Song Zhong was greatly satisfied during these three days. Now he wants to kill someone for her, and this person is called Ding Peng.
Song Zhong had never heard of this name, let alone seen this person, but Ding Peng had to kill him, because if she wanted Ding Peng dead, he would kill Ding Peng.
He tightened the sword in his hand. This sword had killed many people. Many people with names louder than Ding Peng. In his eyes, Ding Peng was actually a dead person.
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Daming Lake, the sun is bright.
A man was leaning against the railing of the Wind and Rain Pavilion. The lake water under the railing was very calm. The gentle autumn breeze blew into the pavilion, and the wind already had the chill of winter.
The bright sunshine shines on the body, warm and gentle, as warm as a lover's hands, as gentle as a lover's eyes, everything seems so leisurely, so peaceful, so warm.
Qingqing was sitting next to you, with a hint of exhaustion, a hint of helplessness, and a little bit of complexity on her pretty face. These days, she finally saw what he would do when he was messing around.
The six sects of Wudang, Diancang, Huashan, Kunlun, Hainan, and Kongtong did not suffer. Qingqing did not want him to kill people like that, so he agreed.
But in the past three days, Qingqing had accompanied him to a brothel to listen to music, to a gambling house to gamble, and even to the palace...
What he does can be ordinary or crazy, and he seems to be such an ordinary and crazy person.
A pair of hands holds a wine flask and a wine glass, so beautiful. After pouring the wine, they send it over, so tenderly...
Qingqing sighed softly: "How long are you going to sit here?"
After sitting here for a whole day, he didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
"Listening to the wind, looking at the scenery, no need to move, just drinking, this suits me very well."
Qingqing rolled her eyes at him charmingly and said, "Don't you have nothing to do?"
Looking at her randomly, he blinked and asked, "You tell me what to do?"
Qingqing said angrily: "How should I know."
Ran Ran took a sip of his drink and said calmly: "I don't know what I should do, or I should go kill those people from the six major sects."
Qingqing took a deep breath and said, "Don't you know how to do anything but kill people?"
Anyan sighed: "I really think there is nothing to do."
Qingqing asked: "Do you like killing people?"
He pondered for a while and said, "I can't say I like it, and I can't say I hate it either."
Qingqing doesn't understand.
Randomly said: "I feel happy killing some people, I don't hate killing some people, and there are some people I have to kill."
Qingqingdai frowned slightly and said, "What do you mean?"
Randomly said: "There are some people I want to kill, so I will feel happy killing them. There are some people I don't like, so I don't hate the feeling if I kill them. There are still some people who want to kill me, so I have no choice but to kill them." Got them."
Qingqing said: "If you have nothing to do, you can practice martial arts."
Randomly said: "Actually, my internal energy is always running... Even if I am sitting like this, drinking wine and talking, I am actually practicing internal energy."
Qingqing was surprised and said: "How is that possible!"
Randomly said: "As long as you know the trick, you can probably do it."
Qingqing couldn't help but ask: "What's the trick?"
Randomly said: "Do two things at once."
Qingqing sighed again and said: "You can also practice swordsmanship!"
Ranyi said calmly: "When swordsmanship has reached my level, it can only rely on enlightenment. If you practice any more, it will only make your brain stupid and dull. Walk around and look at the scenery along the way. Maybe my martial arts will improve."
Qingqing's eyes widened and she said, "Is this how you perfected your martial arts?"
Randomly said: "That's pretty much it."
Qingqing really didn't know what to say, so she could only say: "Can't you find something serious to do?"
Ran Ran was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Apart from treating myself, I seem to have never done anything serious in my life, because I can't find anything serious to do."
Hearing his words, Qingqing was also stunned.
This man seems to have never done anything serious, but he always lives in the most comfortable house, wears the most exquisite clothes, and drinks the best wine.
In the world of martial arts, the fame, fortune, and power that everyone pursues seem to have little appeal to him. To him, these things are not unusual, let alone rare. If he wants them, they are not difficult to obtain, but can be obtained. It's easy to say.
Because his martial arts is so high, when a person's martial arts is so high, it seems that he doesn't need to care about that at all.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qingqing said, "Someone is coming."
Ranran smiled and said: "Yes, it's time for him to come."
Qingqing asked: "Do you know who it is?"
Randomly said: "You will see it soon."
Qingqing saw the person coming, and she knew this person.
Ding Peng has changed. He has changed a lot in the past three years. It seems that he is no longer the impulsive and ignorant boy he used to be. Now he looks like a real man.
Not only did he wear rich clothes and a jade belt around his waist, he also became mature and steady. The biggest change was the confidence that transcended everything.
Putting your hand on the scabbard is like holding a person's fate, whether it is one's own or someone else's.
Shi Shiran came over and stepped on the ground, as if he had trampled the world under his feet.
This kind of self-confidence is not the inexplicable self-confidence of a young boy who is just starting out in the world. This kind of self-confidence has been beaten and experienced, and it is not easily broken or shaken.
Looking at him randomly, he smiled and said, "You have made progress."
Ding Peng also smiled and said: "Thanks to you for everything, I should always say thank you in person."
As he spoke, he said sincerely: "Thank you!"
