Infinite Sims

tread! tread! tread!

A big yellow horse galloped quickly on the official road, with a man in a bamboo hat carrying a knife on his back.

The man in the bamboo hat was a little sloppy.

It seemed that after many days of running around, he didn't even have time to sort it out, but his eyes were not as tired and dull as ordinary people, but bright and calm.

One look, one can tell he is a martial artist.

But what no one knew was that the ordinary knife in the scabbard on his back was actually a demon knife with a human soul.

"According to the ancients, everyone has a soul. Although I don't have a human body now, my thinking is not restricted, so I should also have a soul."

After the freshness at the beginning, Jiang Ren has no sense of the stereotyped scenery outside, and he is also studying his own blade during the interval of cultivation: "The spiritual power consumed in cultivation may be called the power of the soul."

Looking at the mysterious energy that has been refilled for the most part these days, he meditated silently.

"The mysterious energy is transformed from the power of the soul, which can be used to enhance the hardness and sharpness of the blade. Isn't it called the energy of the weapon, the energy of the weapon."

"In this way, even if it is changed to another weapon in the future, this name can still be used."

"There is also the blood-colored light spot absorbed from the dead that day. Since its color is red, it should be called as such, and it should be called blood energy."

Jiang Ren was somewhat satisfied with these names.

After all, for a nameless like him, it's not bad to think of a few acceptable names after racking his brains.

"No, I don't have a head now, how can I rack my brains? Rack my knives?"

"That's not true, there is no juice in the knife..."

While Jiang Ren was struggling, Nie Qingge pulled the reins.

"Hoo!"

Nie Qingge uttered a voice, and the speed of the mount slowly decreased.

In the open space not far ahead.

There is a simple tea shed built of wood.

A dozen traveling businessmen are resting and drinking tea, and an elderly couple is entertaining them.

At this time, the traveling merchants also noticed Nie Qingge who was approaching.

Seeing that he looked like a dusty man with a weapon on his back, they couldn't help but lower their voices, and many of them even lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of offending him.

"This tea shed seems quite interesting."

The scene in the tea shed attracted Jiang Ren's attention.

Especially the group of traveling merchants who were drinking tea. Beside them were loads of goods, many of which were covered with a layer of gray linen.

It seemed normal, but judging from the raised shape of one load of goods, there should be a big knife underneath it.

"It seems that there is a good show to watch."

Jiang Ren focused his attention on Nie Qingge, and through the subtle changes in the tool man's eyes, he obviously noticed something abnormal.

Not only did Nie Qingge not drive away, but stopped at the door of the tea shed.

Tie the horse's reins to the nearby tree, glance casually at the traveling merchants, and then say to the old man who was walking towards him, "Give me a pot of hot tea, and what else do you have to eat here?"

"My lord, the little old man only has some peanuts here, do you see?"

The old man welcomed Nie Qingge to an empty table, and wiped the table vigorously with the rag on his shoulder.

Nie Qingge didn't mind either: "Then let's serve peanuts."

In order to reach the agreed place as soon as possible, he rarely stops even when he encounters people. He has been sleeping on the side of the road for two consecutive days and can only eat rough dry food.

It's also good to drink a pot of hot tea and eat some peanuts now.

It seemed that Nie Qingge did not have the domineering aura of ordinary martial arts people, and the traveling merchants next to him were joking and laughing from time to time.

However, the sound is still much lower than before.

"My lord, your tea and peanuts."

The old man put a pot of hot tea and a plate of peanuts on the table, turned around and was about to leave.

Nie Qingge said, "Wait!"

The old man turned around suspiciously: "Master, what else do you want?"

"Your peanuts are moldy."

Nie Qingge reached out and stirred the peanuts, his expression a little cold.

"I'm really sorry, maybe the peanut got a little wet a few days ago, so I'll change it for you."

A look of fear appeared on the old man's face, and his hands were trembling as he was about to get the peanuts.

snap!

Nie Qingge slapped the table heavily: "Did I tell you to move?"

The tea shed, which was full of laughter, suddenly became quiet at this moment, and the traveling merchants all looked over.

Different from their cautious movements and expressions, their eyes showed no fear, and even had a hint of fierceness in them. Many people's eyes even swept across Nie Qingge's neck and the back of his heart.

"And this tea, is this for people to drink?"

Nie Qingge threw the teapot on the ground.

The teapot was broken, and all the tea water fell on the mud floor.

"I'm really sorry, I'll change it for you now..."

The old man lowered his head tremblingly, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and his hands tucked under his sleeves were even more bruised.

Zheng!

There was a knife cry.

The blade slit the old man's neck from bottom to top.

The old man's face froze for a moment, his hands clutched his neck tightly, his eyes widened and he fell to the ground, bright red blood flowed out of it, he lost his breath after struggling a few times.

And Nie Qingge who swung the saber.

The person was still sitting on the wooden bench, but there was an extra knife on his right hand, and there was not a trace of blood on the snow-white knife.

This moment.

Many traveling merchants subconsciously reached out to the goods behind them.

But after they heard a light cough and saw the bearded middle-aged traveling businessman sitting in the middle of the tea shed shaking his head, they all stopped their movements and looked at Nie Qingge pretending to be scared.

"Master!"

The old woman who was making tea immediately rushed over crying bitterly: "You are so unreasonable, you actually killed me for such a trivial matter..."

She couldn't speak, and she also covered her bloody throat and fell to the ground.

"Two points of blood energy saved me half a day's work."

Jiang Ren glanced at Nie Qingge with admiration, and then directed the blood energy from the couple into the blade.

Judging from the current situation, if everything goes well, at least a few days of work can be saved today.

He likes such a simple tool man, who can do it without talking much.

At this moment, he even sincerely hoped that this tool man could live longer, after all, not everyone kills people so simply.

The bearded merchant's face turned cold, and he stood up: "This brother, it's not good to kill the shopkeeper because of a trivial matter?"

"not good?"

Nie Qingge chuckled lightly, tapped the ground lightly, and instantly swung his knife at a traveling merchant at the next table.

Seeing the sudden knife, the bearded man hastily shouted: "No, do it!"

But at such a close distance, the man Nie Qingge was staring at had no time to react, and the fragile throat was cut open by the sharp blade.

"kill him!"

The sackcloth on the cargo was lifted, and below it was a sword without a sheath.

Just now, the traveling merchants who looked like ordinary people with nervous and frightened faces skillfully picked up their swords and swung them at Nie Qingge.

The poor-quality wooden tables and stools around were quickly reduced to a pile of broken wood in the shadow of swords and swords.

At the cost of several deaths, the bearded beard and the rest of the traveling merchants forced Nie Qingge to a corner of the tea shed.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill my people?"

The beard looked extremely angry.

The man in the hat who was out of plan in front of him ruined his plan for several days.

Nie Qingge glanced at the couple who had their throats smeared not far away, and said flatly, "You and them are accomplices."

"Just because of that?"

The bearded man laughed out of breath.

Although there are thousands of reminders, but I think there will still be people who have communicated with the two people who pretend to be shopkeepers, and it is not impossible for some old Jianghu to see them.

But if he violently killed people just because of this, then he really couldn't accept it.

"There is poison in the tea."

Nie Qingge's expressionless face was also one of the reasons why he killed people.

The bearded eyes narrowed into a slit: "How did you see that?"

There was indeed poison in the tea, and he ordered it.

After all, this plan, which has been prepared for several days, has reached the last step, which is also the most critical step, and he cannot allow any accidents to occur.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly a good choice to directly overwhelm this ignorant martial artist with added tea.

As for whether to kill or bury him afterwards, it depends on his mood.

But Lu Hu didn't expect that not only was the method of himself and others discovered, but also several people were killed, and even the tea shed that had been built for several days was mostly destroyed.

According to the current time, it is impossible to prepare again.

"It doesn't smell right."

Nie Qingge still cherishes words like gold.

"kill him!"

The bearded man stopped talking nonsense, and with an order, more than a dozen people rushed towards Nie Qingge.

clang! clang! clang!

The sound of rapid swords and soldiers colliding continued to be heard from the tea shed.

The side was originally a cloth used to shelter from the wind and rain, but it was also stained with puddles of blood.

On the official road not far away.

The three carriages moved forward at an even speed, with more than 20 guards on horseback beside them.

"Brother, Lord Lin."

At the front of the convoy, a young guard was speaking to the chief guard Wang Chen.

Wang Chen suddenly looked at the young guard.

The young guard knew that he had made a mistake, and immediately changed his words: "Brother, Steward Lin is just a literati, and the people he knows are not good at it, so let him leak the location of our convoy, is it really okay?"

"Although Steward Lin is a literati, he never exaggerates and conceals things. He said that doing so will help us, so it will definitely help."

Wang Chen turned his head and looked forward, if it wasn't for his younger brother who spoke, he didn't want to answer a word.

The question was too stupid, which made him doubt whether he had protected his brother too well before.

"How can a person from the rivers and lakes help us?"

The young guard paused, and then said: "It's really not that I look down on those people. They call them heroes in a nice way, but they are just street gangsters who bully the good and fear the evil. They run faster than anyone else when encountering good things. He runs faster than anyone else when he is in danger, and it is not certain whether such a person will come because of a letter."

Wang Chen looked at the outline of the tea shed in front of him and said, "If you don't come, it won't be good, and it won't affect us too much. But if you can come, at least you are a trustworthy person, so why worry?"

"Boss, I think we still need to think about it. If a bad guy comes and has ill intentions towards Miss, then..."

The young guard paused for a moment and stared blankly ahead.

The tea shed on the side of the road was crumbling, and there were more than a dozen people lying in it. The blood from their bodies had stained the ground red. In the middle stood a man wearing a bamboo hat, holding a knife in his right hand.

The snow-white knife was stained with a lot of blood, which was slowly turning into blood drops, falling from the tip of the knife.

The man in the bamboo hat seemed to have seen them as well, walking towards them with a knife.

"Launch the battle, protect the young lady!"

Wang Chen immediately raised his hand and shouted.

All the guards drew their swords and guarded the three carriages, and half of them came to Wang Chen's side.

Seeing the man in the bamboo hat who was slowly walking towards them at the tea shed in front of him, and his clothes that seemed to be dyed blood, many people's eyes were full of jealousy.

Although they are guards, everyone has strong skills.

In the so-called martial arts, they are definitely masters in the acquired realm, and many of them still have dozens of lives under their command.

But at this moment.

Seeing the figures lying in pools of blood in the tea shed, and the man in the bamboo hat who was suspected to be the murderer walking towards them, everyone couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Guard Wang, what happened?"

The curtain of the leading carriage was pulled open, and an old man in green poked his head out.

Wang Chen replied calmly: "Don't worry, Steward Lin, it's just a small matter and it won't affect Miss."

With his eyesight, it is enough to see the scene in the tea shed clearly.

Those who died were dressed like ordinary people.

But judging from the scattered weapons, they are probably masters in disguise.

In this way, the man in the bamboo hat who can kill them must be very strong, but there is still a gap from the innate realm.

On my side, there are more than 20 acquired people. Individually, they may not be as strong as the other party, but together, as long as the other party does not reach the innate level, no matter how strong they are, they will lose.

However.

Butler Lin didn't listen to him, and got off his horse and came to the front.

"Butler Lin, you..."

Wang Chen frowned slightly, and was about to speak to persuade, when he saw the man in the hat in front of him suddenly stop, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Is the person here Mr. Lin Zhenwei?"

Lin Butler took a few steps forward and stood beside Wang Liang: "I am, I wonder who this chivalrous man is?"

"I'm Nie Qingge, I've received the letter!"

Nie Qingge bent down and arched his hands, only to realize that he was still holding the knife in his hand, so he immediately inserted the knife back into the scabbard on his back.

"Haha, the old man knows that he can't read the wrong person."

Lin Zhenwei laughed and stepped forward to help Nie Qingge up.

Behind.

All the guards, including Wang Chen, were dumbfounded at the moment.

They had thought that the master Lin Zhenwei said might have good martial arts skills, but they would be able to compete with their ordinary guards, but they never thought that they would be such a fierce god.

"Butler Lin."

A pleasant sound like a silver bell came from the convoy.

I saw a girl about twelve years old come out.

Her skin is creamy, snow-white with pink in it; a pair of eyes, gentle like flowing water; an elegant smile on her face, anyone who sees her will fall in love with her; the pale pink dress is delicate and innocent.

Thanks to [Xiang Yu], [God's Key Yu Duchen] for the reward~ Thank you~