The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu has no appetite, not because of the environment he is in. Without a house, any delicacy is tasteless to him. Any adversity or hardship, Lan Xishu can quickly adjust and adapt, but not today, just half a day, Time flies without a house, and Lan Xishu also angered Yashuang because of this. Regardless of whether the house is dangerous or not, he still hates Yashuang.

The house will definitely like this salted duck, Lan Xishu thinks like this after taking a bite, and the gluttony of the house will come to life, Lan Xishu actually held the corner of his mouth and smiled.

The shopkeeper thought that Lan Xishu was delicious with salted duck, so he became interested, so he sat aside and chatted with Lan Xishu about salted duck.

The lame man squatted in another position, looking like a ghost under the shadow of the tree. The bamboo stick stretched out and pointed at the wine shop where Lan Xishu was.

Lan Xishu wasn't sure when he was being targeted, or if there was a secret sentry around his daughter Chun, anyone who was around would be monitored. [

This shows that this restaurant is outside the bureau, Lan Xishu read this and asked where the shopkeeper's toilet was.

Lan Xishu stood up and saw the bamboo stick move.

Passing through the front hall, there is the kitchen at the back, where three men are busy working on the steamer, and the aroma of boiled meat is tangy.

As soon as a small door is opened, willow and pepper trees grow obliquely on the slope of the dark river bank, and the lantern fishing fire on the opposite side flows half of the river.

Turn to the left and take two or three steps to the toilet. Lan Xishu saw the water ripples in a blink of an eye, and there was a small boat hidden close to the shore.

Lan Xishu noticed something strange, just took two steps and retreated, a gleaming blade was nailed to the tree behind him by brushing his ear.

Lan Xishu, who climbed the tree and climbed the branches, found seven or eight black shadows circling the tree and approaching him. It seemed that his skills were not of the generation of gangsters and thugs. This kind of concealment and sneak attack had an obvious purpose of killing people.

Guo Yunda has a lot of masters!

Black eats black, can't be muddled, and can't make any noise.

After making up his mind, Lan Xishu wiped his body around the tree, spat out the letter with his left hand, grasped the hook with his five fingers, coughed and cracked, and the throat of the man in black who was single-handedly crossed the top was twisted, and he slumped down while hugging the tree. He just wiped the neck of the man in black who followed closely, and the second corpse was stacked on top of the first corpse, firmly stuck in the root of the tree.

In a space the size of a room, Lan Xishu flashed and moved, and the lightning struck and killed six people at his feet. There was a slight movement of the wind, and Lan Xishu waited for the change. The voice came around from the west of the wine shop, the lame man must have lost his composure.

There was also a slight sound of the same progress from the east. It seemed that the lame man and the half-sized soldier were coming to check back in two directions. Lan Xishu hesitated for a while, and attacked that one first. If he disturbed the other, it would be troublesome Yes, here is only a bridge away from my daughter Chun.

Lan Xishu still found it difficult to be limping, the bamboo stick sticking out of the corner, Lan Xishu focused his attention on the west corner, he was clinging to the back wall of the latrine, stepping on the soft corpse of a man in black slowly Move slowly.