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The white-faced boy walks lightly, with a face covered with white foundation, his mouth is slightly open, and his tongue is bright red. He was dressed in blue soap, with a black and red belt and a red-tasseled felt hat.
Li Yan had no expression on his face. He turned his back to the counter, biting down the pickled cucumber in his mouth bit by bit.
The boy with a white face raised his head and glanced at the squinting shopkeeper, then pointed to Ba Baorong, which was accompanied by cucumbers, lotus root slices, and silver seedlings in the jar, and made a bow, and whispered softly: "My grandma Deng is there. The third one, shopkeeper, I'm sorry."
The shopkeeper laughed, "I said Jia Er, your knife handle didn't come with you, even if I wrapped it up for you, you couldn't take it away. What's the matter, why don't you take off your damn thing?"
Hearing these words, Li Yan narrowed his eyes.
"Look at what you said, the knife handle is following, following."
Jia Er laughed, and behind the threshold, an old yellow dog ran in wagging its tail. Look, this is what the two of them called the handle of the knife.
It's a big yellow dog, standing almost as tall as a person, with mottled fur, blind in both eyes, and a long strangle mark on its neck.
Sniffing the handle of the knife, he scratched the counter with his two paws, stuck out his tongue, and the silver sound was crisp, and two large coins fell on the table.
Jia Er bowed again and again, and the shopkeeper glanced at his mouth: "Wait."
The shopkeeper entered the back room, and after a few minutes, he came out with a bag of yellow sauce, hung it around the big yellow dog's neck, wiped the big money on the table, and put it in his sleeve.
"The handle of the knife, here!"
Jia Er clapped his hands and called the yellow dog's name. The blind yellow dog shuddered and walked out wagging its tail, passing through Jia Er's body without hindrance, and exiting the door one after the other.
The shopkeeper watched one person and one dog leave, muttering indistinctly.
Danniang turned her eyes to look at Li Yan, Li Yan wiped his mouth and put his palm on Liang Ye's neck.
"Don't eat, let's go."
Under the dark night road, the white-faced boy named Jia Er made no sound in his footsteps, the old yellow dog held his head high, and a butter paper sauce packet was hung around his neck.
Suddenly, the old yellow dog raised its nose, stopped its front legs, and stood up its drooping ears.
The boy didn't notice it at first, and walked forward for a while, only to realize that the handle of the knife hadn't kept up.
In the shadow at the corner, a white fluffy paw poked out gently.
But seeing this beast has a long black spot on its forehead with the word king, and two bell-sized eyes twinkling and shining, it is a white tiger cub.
The pattern of the five-rank official uniform made by the Ming Dynasty is Xiong Wei, and Li Yan has the martial arts of a flying cavalry captain, and he is also the governor of the guard. Mutually. And Li Yan couldn't reach the fourth-rank golden leopard.
The reality is that Li Yan's dragon-tiger spirit is a beast condensed. It is a white tiger cub.
The juvenile tiger, called Biao in the Ming Dynasty, was originally the official uniform pattern of the sixth-rank generals, but the tiger of the sixth rank is ordinary yellow, while the tiger condensed by Li Yan's dragon and tiger spirit is extremely white.
The protruding back of the old yellow dog was trembling, the dog hair was blown all over, baring its fangs, barking at the shadows, the sharp teeth clenched together, saliva dripping, looking scary.
Jia Er was covered with sweat, and barked several times in a hoarse voice, but the old yellow dog named Dao Bazi remained indifferent. The white tiger is another fruit that is transformed into a dragon-tiger aura, which cannot be seen by the weirdos under midnight in Yandu. Correspondingly, the dragon-tiger aura of the officials of the Ming Dynasty cannot control the executioners in the Forty-Nine City.
So Jia Er only saw his old dog stop, but he didn't notice the white tiger cub staring at him from the shadows.
The white tiger emerged from the shadows, and its tail was less than one meter long. It tilted its head and yawned towards the handle of the knife with a baby voice, showing two young fangs.
The knife handle shook its head, threw the oiled paper bag on the ground, put its two strong forelimbs on the ground, kicked its hind legs, and rushed towards the white tiger!
There was an undetectable rubbing sound, and two palms grabbed the tail of the knife handle. It was Jia Er.
He was panting heavily, with a red and black belt under his feet. Although his face was still pale, he was much more alive.
"You rambunctious bastard, I think your skin is itchy!"
He cursed uncleanly and kicked the yellow dog on the back. The handle of the knife was held by the owner, so he stopped running forward, arched his body to confront the shadow, and Jia Er kicked it up, but it didn't move at all.
Jia Er nervously glanced left and right, picked up the oil-paper bag by himself, and then went to pick up the belt, but unexpectedly, the handle of the knife groaned, and opened its mouth to bite him.
Jia EryiSitting on the ground with his buttocks, the scolding was already on his lips, but he found that his belt was missing from the corner of his eyes, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Bad~"
The sharp sword shadow flashed away in the dark night, the head was thrown into the air, and the big dog bit it ferociously, and was kicked away by Li Yan.
The corpse fell to the ground, soaked in pools of blood.
Jia Erren's head fell to the ground, but he spit out: "You!"
Li Yan held a bunch of black belts in his hand, stared down at Jia Er's head, who was staring at him with wide eyes, and struck with his sword.
The handle of the knife bumped up, and he opened his mouth to bite Li Yan's calf. Huanlong changed its arc and pierced into the yellow dog's back.
"Good dog."
Li Yanjin flicked his wrist, Huanlong was more than a foot deeper, the old yellow dog wailed, and then died.
"It's you? It's you!"
Jia Er, whose head fell to the ground, couldn't help roaring, his pale face distorted.
Li Yan looked at the belt in his hand.
¡¾Department of Punishment Soap Belt (Night)¡¿
Quality: ? ? ?
? Killing pigs is a low level, and killing a pig is a low level.
The symbol of the Criminal Code of the Yin Division, wearing this belt, will become "Xiyi".
Do not bring out this Yanfu incident.
[Xiyi]: Can only touch things that are also in the state of "Xiyi", and can only be touched by things in the state of "Xiyi".
Yan Fu walks and keeps clothes, but cannot use any weapons, and cannot use the imprint space.
When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes hope, and when a ghost dies, he becomes a barbarian-
"You Ming Lu"
Li Yan put away the belt, Huanlong pointed at Jia Er's eyes, and said in a cold tone, "You make a living by beheading, come and tell me, how is my sword skill?"
Jia Er's face was contorted. Almost speechless.
After a pause, Li Yan said again: "I am fair. Your mother-in-law chopped off three of my heads, and I will return them in full. It is your luck that you survived beheading. I will not do it again."
After finishing speaking, Li Yan ignored him and turned to the direction of Caishikou.
The headless body that fell to the ground reached out and grabbed Li Yan's ankle, and Li Yan lowered his head subconsciously.
Jia Er's white teeth were exposed, his complexion turned from white to black, his angry purple-black blood vessels twisted like a snake, his head shot like an arrow from a string, and he bit Li Yan's neck with his long braid.
Huanlong clangs and flies, and the sword light is like a broken silver bottle, twisting the human head into flesh and blood in an instant.
Scattered flesh and blood fell, and Li Yan's face was full of hostility.
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