Chapter 284: Cold heart

The wind and snow in the cold winter season, when will it come and when it will leave, it is inherently uncertain.
As it is now, it comes as it says.
Snow flies, snow falls to the world, Yufu and Qingni subconsciously pull on their clothes. In fact, Yufu has practiced swords for a few months, and he doesn’t feel much about cold or heat at first. It’s just like a beggar who has been begging for many years suddenly becomes rich. For money, but still nothing more than changing the habit that I have maintained for many years in a short time.
But Yufu quickly noticed that although the snow was heavy, not a single snowflake fell on the sweet potato shop.
And Li Fuyao had already put his hand on the hilt.
The old man selling sweet potatoes seemed unmoved while drinking.
Li Fuyao suddenly turned his head and smiled: "You go take a seat and wait for me."
Qing Ni was startled, and then she wanted to speak, but Yu Fu was soon pulling her sleeves. She whispered to the young master carefully, and then pulled Qing Ni out of the sweet potato shop.
It only took a short time to enter the restaurant opposite.
The old man sneered and said, "It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."
Li Fuyao remembered the words the old man had said before, and said it again, "This is the truth, is it possible that you haven't said it?"
Li Fuyao picked up the pot of wine and took a sip. The sword aura was overflowing. The wind and snow outside the sweet potato shop felt the sword aura, so naturally he did not dare to fall in.
The old man smiled and said, "It's just a blue silk realm. Where does the courage come from to shoot a sword in front of me?"
Li Fuyao pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Is it possible that the senior is too clear, and is it possible that the senior is not within ten feet in front of me?"
Within one foot of a swordsman, it is the death place of a monk of the same realm. Even if it is too clear, within one foot of a swordsman in the Qingsi realm, he will naturally be jealous. If not, the old man can move away. The distance from Li Fuyao to ensure safety. It's just that Li Fuyao's sword aura is always facing his heart, and when he moves, he says that it is inconvenient to be hit by thunder.
At such a close distance, a swordsman in the blue silk realm would not feel so comfortable even if he was too clear.
He might even be killed on the spot.
The talisman in Li Fuyao's arms could have concealed his sword spirit, but when the old man said that rotten wood cannot be carved, he felt a sense of murder, and then he put his hand on the hilt, otherwise Not so much.
I encountered a monk somehow, and the other party wanted to kill him somehow, could there be something more unreasonable than this in this world?
Li Fuyao took a sip of wine, feeling the sword aura in the spirit palace, wondering if he should solve the battle in the shortest time?
In the past, you can ignore this idea, but now, he has that talisman that doesn’t know how much sword energy he has absorbed. As long as it is released, the power will naturally not be small, I am afraid it is equivalent to a Taiqing The sword of the realm swordsman.
In addition, I will stab a sword with all my strength.
With such a short distance under two swords, Li Fuyao believed that there would be a high probability that he could directly kill the old man.
As for being seriously injured.
This is not within his consideration.
There are two holy pills in his arms, which are the two lives he has left.
No matter how you look, you can fight.
Of course, this is the premise that you really want to start.
Only when the sword qi and sword intent of the sweet potato shop became stronger, the old man took the lead in removing the qi.
The wind and snow are all a meal.
Li Fuyao was a little unsure, but he still removed those sword qi, and the spirit palace returned to peace.
The old man picked up a roasted sweet potato and threw it to Li Fuyao, with a rare compliment, "The next generation is terrible."
Li Fuyao took it, but didn't have the idea of ​​eating. He said flatly, "If you eat too much, you will have trouble with your stomach."
The old man smiled and said, "But I have been eating for decades and there is no problem."
Li Fuyao looked at the sword on his waist, thinking that if you hadn't closed your hand just now, I'm afraid there would be something wrong now.
The old man was silent for a while, then nodded, agreeing with Li Fuyao's statement.
He really didn’t have the courage to take action. If it were an ordinary monk, I’m afraid he would have already died in his hands. But the opposite person is not only a blue silk realm, but also a swordsman, so the old man dare not take risks, and he is not deaf, Beihai Chao Qingqiu's killing of the great demon had already spread throughout the world, and the horror of the swordsman was once again proved by the life of a great demon.
Now I met another one.
Naturally afraid.
Li Fuyao didn't rush to leave. After loosening the hilt, he said casually: "Always give some color."
There are too many unreasonable things in this world, but it is not unreasonable that someone will kill him for no reason.
Since it is not for nothing, it can only be for a reason.
The old man thought for a while and said a name, "Mo Kuo."
Li Fuyao thought for a while, but had no impression.
The old man saw Li Fuyao's a little dazed expression, thinking that you have provoke no one knows, I have to make it clear, the old man thought so annoyed, but finally he said, "He is from Beihai Jianzhong. Elder."
Only then did Li Fuyao show a look of sudden realization. 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 the Taiqing realm do such a thing?"
The old man smiled and said: "I said it earlier, self-reliance, self-reliance."
"It's just that no one knows that I am a monk. They only know that I am the most expensive killer in this North Sea river and lake. Anyone can kill it. Are you funny? I, the on the mountain in their eyes, how difficult it is to kill some river and lake martial artists ?"
"It's just that Mo Kuo is more ridiculous. He provokes a swordsman."
"Money is earned fast, and naturally it is spent fast. I have many years to die from old age, so naturally I need money to maintain my expenses."
"The avenue is not expected, so you can only roll in the red dust."
In a few words, the old man explained the whole story.
Li Fu shook his brows and frowned deeply. He moved towards Fengchen, and he had already proven his strength, and the whole Wufu on the Ganhe Mountain would not dare to act rashly. It was he who had never taken any action from the beginning. It was Ke Qing in name. Whether there is moisture or not is uncertain.
What's more, Chao Fengchen is still in retreat.
Li Fuyao was somewhat clear.
The old man asked, "You noticed before I started killing. I have been a killer for so many years, and I have always done a good job hiding my breath. Even though I killed all those martial arts warriors, my realm is higher than you. Why can you find the clue?"
Li Fuyao said: "You have sold roasted sweet potatoes for so many years, but the sweet potatoes are 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 Moko?"
Because the old man has never missed his hand in his life, the price is very high. If the news of the missed hand is spread, even if there are people who want to do his business in the future, it will be greatly reduced. Therefore, he can't kill Li Fuyao, so he wants Killed Mo Kuo.
The dead will never chew their tongues.
Li Fuyao said calmly: "Naturally, I want to kill, but I have to ask a lot of questions before killing."
This is to remind the elderly.
The old man nodded and said nothing.
Li Fu shook his head and picked up the sweet potato, but before he walked out of the sweet potato shop, he suddenly said, "The Beihai Jianzhong has been renamed Xiaoyilou."