New Times Inn

    Actually, Feng Qing wouldn't touch other people's things casually if he didn't drink too much.

    She is also an engineering student. She was brought into the factory during the internship period, and she was taught "this two million yuan, if you break it, you will pay".

    But sometimes people drink too much and their brains are not good, and Feng Qing is the same now when he is drunk.

    She was fiddling back and forth over there, not knowing what she encountered, when she suddenly heard a buzzing sound in her ear.

    Feng Qing's head was clear.

    "Huh? What sound?"

     While she was speaking, she did not stop her movements.

    In front of Yi Chixue, she was facing a group of people besieging by the door, and some of her standing was unsteady.

    Although he is an unparalleled swordsman, he is the only swordsman who has faced so many people since ancient times.

    Even the unparalleled swordsman in the world would feel tired when facing so many people, but he never left.

    Not only because of his pride as a swordsman, but also because of the nameless inn behind him.

    "Yi Chixue, you should be one of the smartest people in the world, but why did you get confused this time?" Someone in the distance said to Yi Chixue with a smile.

    His voice traveled far, but Yi Chixue could only barely raise her head to look at him.

    Because his current internal strength is not enough to support, so he can't use his internal strength to transmit sound like the other party.

    He lowered his head and began to think in his mind, yes, why is he here today?

    If it was him a year ago, such a thing would be unimaginable, but now he is standing in front of this inn, preventing others from entering.

    In the dark, it seems that he feels that something has changed in himself, but he can't understand.

    Even a smart man like him can't figure it out.

    "If I die here like today, I am afraid I will be ridiculed." He thought.

    "But, even then, there's nothing else to do now."

    "To die is to die. In the rivers and lakes, the weak always lose and the strong win."

     "Not bad." A voice suddenly came from across from him.

    "As expected of the legendary Yi Chixue, she still has this kind of consciousness."

    Yi Chixue was slightly taken aback.

    At this time, he realized that he had accidentally said the words in his heart.

    The man showed himself from the crowd.

    He was sitting in a sedan chair that was lifted by everyone, the whole person was high above, as if no one could touch the corner of his clothes.

    Yi Chixue could only look up at him.

    In such a situation, the other party appeared to be standing in front of him like a giant.

    Yi Chixue felt that she might have lost too much blood, otherwise how could she have such a feeling?

    But...he is not as brave as Yi Chixue to face the crowd alone.

    "Looking at it this way, you are just a very weak person." The man smiled.

    "Why did everyone think of you as strong in the past, and even looked up to you?" He said, "Now, it's your turn to look up to me."

    Yi Chixue couldn't help but chuckle.

    He doesn't laugh very often, so even he doesn't know why he is laughing now, but he shook his head gently and said, "I don't know either."

    His life is nothing but a companion with the sword, and he seldom pays attention to the opinions of those outside.

    So he didn't know why the people outside were so afraid of him.

    However...in this world, he met a confidant.

    A confidant who really knows his sword.

    After seeing Yi Chixue chuckle, the people in front of her involuntarily took two steps back.

    Even Yi Chixue was bleeding, but they still didn't dare to do anything to this man.

    When the man sitting high in the sedan chair saw this, he couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart, he turned his head to look beside him, and said in his slightly bewitching voice: "You retreat What do you do next? Look at this person in front of you, why do you need to be afraid of him?"

    "He can't even hold his sword firmly now, so he is far from the terrifying Yi Chixue before, just a dying person."

    "If you kill him, you can make a name for yourself in the world, and the whole world will know your name!"

    "At that time, the people who are looked up to will be replaced by you!"

    After saying this, Yi Chixue saw that the people in front of her were about to move.

    He closed his eyes gently, and began to accumulate the last strength, ready to swing an earth-shattering sword.

    It's just this sword, and I'm afraid it will be the last sword.

    He had already made up his own ending in his mind.

    "Yeah, he's just a man." A man with red eyes stared at him.

    "What's so scary!"

    "Yes, that is, what's so scary!"

    Yi Chixue put all these voices out of his head, so that he became free of distractions.

    However, at this moment, a strange sound came from behind him.

    Everyone present stopped involuntarily.

    Yi Chixue frowned suddenly.

    He opened his eyes and found that everyone present was looking behind him.

    Besides, the faces of these people are a little weird.

    Yi Chixue didn't dare to look back at what was happening behind him at this time, because as long as he looked back a little, he might fall to the ground in the next second.

    But the expressions of those people are like hooks that attract him to want to pay attention to what is behind him.

    He was puzzled.

    What did these people see?

    The person who was high above, who just kept saying that he wanted Yi Chixue to look up at him, slowly raised his head, as if he was looking at something.

    In the light of the morning, Yi Chixue felt that something huge was slowly rising from behind him.

    The shadow of the behemoth gradually covered everyone in front of him.

    Then, Yi Chixue saw the red-eyed man who was just trying to kill him, and raised his head slightly.

    And then...

    In front of the silent inn, a person's sword suddenly fell to the ground.

    Yi Chixue finally couldn't help but want to turn back.

    But before he turned around, it was obvious that someone was faster than him.

    The man above said with a trembling voice, "Don't panic, there is nothing to be afraid of. He is only one person and can't deal with so many of us."

    "But, but..."

    "Did he suddenly understand some kind of swordsmanship?" Someone said in a trembling voice, "Could it be...he is going to ascend?"

    "Really, really big..." One person said in horror, "Is this the three corpses of Taoism?"

    Ascension? Yi Chixue's expression was slightly weird.

    Right now, where did the heavenly vision come from?

    He subconsciously wanted to stand up straight, but the force he had just accumulated was suddenly interrupted, making him a little short of breath.

    However, when returning. He felt as if the sword in his hand had hit something.

    There was a small "bang" in the air, as if something had been stabbed.

    And then...

    The huge shadow on the ground suddenly began to writhe wildly.

    This time even Yi Chixue noticed.

    … Feng Qing was inflating in the building.

    She charged well, but suddenly she heard a bang below.

    The arch, burst.

    Feng Qing was taken aback and woke up quite a bit, so she quickly leaned over to the window to take a look.

    Then, Feng Qing saw the huge arch start to sway wildly with the wind.

    The inflatable machine in it has not been turned off yet, but all the gas inside started to flow out along the small opening.

    Under the influence of the huge air pressure difference between inside and outside…

    This large arch began to twist with the wind in a very ghostly state.

    Suddenly, the scene was like a man waving his arms frantically.

    And, it started hitting everything around it indiscriminately with that huge size.

    At that moment, the whole scene was like a **** carnival, with snakes twisting.

    …

    "Is the shopkeeper there?" At noon, a person entered the inn.

    The inn was still open as usual, Chu Changzui was sitting at the door and drawing an abacus, calculating today's passenger flow.

    "Li Qi, come out and help. I'm going to be too busy." Feng Xiruo thought as he cleaned up the table, he thought this was really interesting right now.

    After all, in the past, he would never have imagined that he would be serving dishes here when there was such a big mess in the rivers and lakes.

    Compared with fighting outside, the serving of plates seems to be more in line with his wishes.

    As soon as he packed his things, he suddenly saw a pigeon flying in at the door, and the pigeon stood on the table in front of him.

    He unscrambled the note from the pigeon's leg and glanced at it quietly.

    "Hua Jing has passed." After Feng Xiruo read it, a very bright smile appeared on his face.

    He put the note in his pocket and hummed a song that was out of tune. After a while, a group of people suddenly entered the door.

    Feng Xiruo didn't even lift her head.

    "I want to find the shopkeeper." The person in the lead said politely to Feng Xiruo, "Is she here now?"

    "Yo, isn't this Bai Ming, I haven't seen it for a few days, it's really changed." Feng Xiruo said lightly.

    In the past, Bai Ming always respected the tone of the shopkeeper, and always had a sweet smile on his face, but now he is very cold, as if he is facing a peer Same.

    "I don't know your mind, so I won't hold you accountable." Bai Ming said slowly.

    "I ask again, where is the shopkeeper?"

    Feng Xiruo silently gave way, Bai Ming gave him a cold look, then walked into the room behind without saying a word.

    The people behind him also followed one after another.

    Feng Xiruo threw the rag in his hand on the table, looked at Bai Ming's back and shook his head.

    Bai Ming came to the backyard, and there was no one behind.

    His eyes turned to the small room he used to wait for Anhuo Sahi every time he came.

    "I'll go sit first, you guys wait for me outside." He said slowly.

    The people behind him bowed their heads respectfully.

    "Yes, sir."