There was a round of Lingding Jiyue hanging in the sky, and the cold moonlight poured on the eaves of the silence, reflecting on Yang Huaiping's body, making him look a little lonely.

Yang Huaiping used his true qi to urge the wine in the wine jar, and suddenly a rich and mellow aroma of wine immediately emanated, he believed that as long as Liu Huan smelled the aroma of the wine, even if he knew that it was a pit, he would take the initiative to jump down.

"Meow~"

As the aroma of wine spread, the big black cat lying on the eaves with green eyes seemed to smell the aroma of wine in the air and let out a pleasant call.

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At this time, in a room in the inner courtyard of the deserted village inn, a little girl wearing a blue coarse cloth dress, bangs, a ponytail, and a grim smile on the corner of her mouth said to the little bear who was holding in her arms, which looked very shabby, but did not have a little dirty feeling on her body.

"Winter melon, you said you wanted to drink the wine in the hands of the man on the roof, let me tell you, his wine is not good, what is good is the blood on his body!"

After hearing the little girl's words, a trace of murderous and violent light flashed in the eyes of the bear in her hand.

The little girl held her chin in one hand and thought to herself, "This place is guarded by Granny Yu Lei, I don't dare to act rashly, but I think I won't hurt the man's life, and it should be fine if I only drink a little blood from his body, yes, that's it!"

As she spoke, a sly glint flashed in the little girl's eyes, and she pushed the bear open the window of the room with her waist in her arms, and used her lightness to cross several arcs in the night sky, and her body fell to the roof.

The little girl walked straight to Yang Huaiping, and said in a soft tone: "Little brother, can you let me take a sip of the wine in your hand?"

Yang Huaiping looked at the well-behaved, seemingly harmless little girl in front of him, his eyes became flickering, he glanced at the white mist around the deserted village inn, the ghost haunted, the eerie scene, and suddenly had a plan in his heart, Yang Huaiping smiled indifferently and said: "Little sister, why don't you sleep so late, children don't drink well, go back to sleep!"

As soon as the little girl saw Yang Huaiping coaxing a child to her, she suddenly felt sick, and she thought to herself that if you are old, I can be your ancestor.

The little girl turned her head and let out a low hissing sound, only then did she quietly calm down her mood, she turned her head to look at Yang Huaiping and pretended to be pitiful and said: "Am I afraid to sleep alone, I want my big brother to sleep with me!"

"Demon, you have to bluff me with this kind of ghostly trick, otherwise I will be a sword to cut your soul away!"

Yang Huaiping suddenly shouted, he suddenly swung the thousand-year-old willow sword in his hand at each side of the little girl's side, and suddenly the two sword rays slashed, and the countless tiles around the little girl shattered and fell to the ground, making a crackling sound.

Seeing that the little girl was about to be hurt, the bear on her waist was about to burst into anger, but she was pressed by the little girl on her waist, because the little girl heard the sound of the crutches hitting the ground!

"Who is making trouble in my deserted village inn!"

At this moment, a cold voice came, and then the old woman with a face as white as paper, lifeless, and a dead dog hanging on the cane in her hand walked into the inner courtyard of the deserted village inn, he looked at Yang Huaiping and giggled like an old hen laying eggs, "Is it you?"

Yang Huaiping looked at the roaring dog hanging from the old woman's crutches with a horrified gaze, and he rolled his throat and subconsciously said: "It's not me! I'm drinking and admiring the moon on the roof, and I don't care about my business!"

"Quibble!" the old woman snorted coldly, and then pointed the cane with the dark blue soul lamp in her hand at Yang Huaiping, and suddenly a smurf who was about ten feet tall, with two pointed ears and two slightly upturned black mustaches under his nose appeared in front of Yang Huaiping.

As soon as Yang Huaiping looked at the monster in front of him, his eyes suddenly froze, knowing that he was the first to strike, he directly lifted his shirt, and suddenly there was nowhere to shoot the golden runes towards the Smurf.

Who knew that the Smurf directly sucked all of Yang Huaiping's golden talismans into it, and after he smiled, he walked straight towards Yang Huaiping.

Yang Huaiping saw that the golden talisman was useless to the monster in front of him, he couldn't help waving the thousand-year-old willow sword in his hand and rushed towards Yang Huaiping, as the thousand-year-old willow sword in Yang Huaiping's hand continued to dance, and suddenly the smurf in front of him was cut into a pile of flesh and collapsed to the ground.

But to Yang Huaiping's surprise, the Smurf was like a ball of plasticine, combining his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and suddenly rushed towards him.

In just an instant, his body shook, and Yang Huaiping was entangled like a spiritual snake.

In an instant, Yang Huaiping felt that he was in a blue world, and he kept swinging his sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut it, and he couldn't shatter the blue world in front of him.

Suddenly, the Smurf stretched out a pair of big hands and grabbed Yang Huaiping, who was wrapped around his body, into the palm of his hand, and then the figure floated to the side of the cold old woman, and it smiled honestly: "Mother-in-law Yu Lei, I caught this kid for you?"

The old woman's eyes like a yin owl shot a cold light, and she smiled sadly: "Jialan, you go and release the spirit snake to trap him on the toon tree, my deserted village inn is a clean place, and no one can make noise!"

"Okay, Granny Yu Lei, just look at it!"

The Smurf opened his mouth and spit out a fang, revealing the blue spirit snake with a scarlet letter, only to see the spirit snake's body swaying and lightning swept away Yang Huaiping in the Smurf's hand and wrapped it around the toon tree far away in the deserted village inn.

Immediately, the Smurf's body shook, and it directly turned into a dark blue flame, and drilled into the soul lamp in the old woman's hand.

The old woman waved her sleeves, and suddenly countless brand-new tiles shot out from her cuffs, as if they were spread on the roof where Yang Huaiping swung his sword and knocked down the tiles just now, and then she coughed and left with a cane.

At this time, Yang Huaiping, who was entangled by the spirit snake, couldn't move, and suddenly had a feeling of sadness flowing backwards, because he saw that in the inner courtyard of the deserted village inn, countless evil-looking men, women and children squeaked and pushed open the door, and each of them was holding a large or small bowl in their hands, and some even held clay pots, jars, and even a big water tank directly behind their backs!

These people all showed a greedy and bloodthirsty light in their eyes, and with a cold smile on their faces, they slowly walked towards him one by one.

Yang Huaiping's brows were tangled, he thought to himself that this time it was going to be cold, even if he didn't die, he would have to be peeled off a layer of skin by this group of extremely vicious demons and monsters!

At this moment, the plum girl, who was dressed plainly, had an outstanding posture, and had a bright red plum stick inserted between the tips of her black hair, flew out of the air from a thatched hut and blocked Yang Huaiping, she said in a cold tone: "Don't be afraid, son, I'll protect you!"