Chapter 59: Your Head Is Worth Much
The black and white couple took more than a dozen people's heads in a row, but now someone asked him how much the two heads were worth, and the implication was that they would take it quickly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone present hopes that this person can take off the heads of the two, if so, it can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect.
The black and white couple licked the blood from the corners of their mouths and looked at the door with angry eyes.
The boy finally approached the tavern, his back straightened like a sword, and his eyes were cold and cold like the wind of a sword.
His face was so lonely, so stubborn. There is wildness in his eyes that makes people dare not approach.
Xin'er sighed in her heart: The wolf is coming.
The young man seemed to look at Xin'er behind him unintentionally, he had been paying attention to the movement in the tavern, and naturally he also saw the most calm girl in the entire tavern.
The black and white duo didn't see the young man's sword, but seeing that he was so young, the anger in his eyes turned into contempt, and he sneered: "What you said just now was said by you, a milk doll?" β
The young man didn't seem to be angered by the three words "milk doll" in his mouth, and said with a pity: "Yes!" β
The pale face shook the sword in his hand: "You want to buy my head?" β
"I just want to know how much it's worth, because I want to sell it to yourself," the boy said. β
The pale face was stunned, his brows were furrowed, and he asked, "Sell it to yourself?" β
The young man said coldly, "How much money will the families of the deceased today pay for your heads?" β
The pale face smiled: "So, you want us to pay to save our heads?" β
The young man said: "No, it's to buy your own head." β
The black face said angrily: "There is a difference, the heads of the two of us are difficult to ......."
The young man intercepted: "Okay, if you buy your own head, I will sell it cheaply, one hundred taels, enough." β
Xin'er almost laughed out loud, selling her head cheaply, and she came up with what he thought of.
The person on the top black suddenly turned red, and it was obvious that he was angry. The pale face no longer knew if the boy was crazy or if he was crazy.
The pale face suddenly laughed, the laughter was very penetrating, and after laughing, he said: "Interesting, today I will make an exception and not use a sword on anyone." β
After that, her sword light flashed, as if she was about to slash towards the wine jar on the counter behind her, but the sword light passed, and the wine jar did not react. Xin'er admired the pale face of swordsmanship at the moment.
In the puzzled eyes of everyone, the pale face waved his hand, and the wine jar was cut into four pieces, each with a very neat incision.
The face of the man with the top black softened a lot, and he said proudly, "What, is my wife's sword fast?" β
"Quick!" The face of the teenager is on his face.
The pale face said contemptuously, "It's your turn." β
The young man's hand shook, and a simple sword appeared in his hand, and the most deadly thing was that the young man's sword was a broken sword.
The black and white couple were stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and the people in the tavern shook their heads regretfully, extremely disappointed in their hearts.
"He's going to die." Xin'er was in a good mood and muttered to herself, thinking that her pale face had said that she would see blood when she came out of her sword, but now he made an exception, if he knew that he would die, he didn't know how to feel. As soon as he looked up, he met the hideous gaze of the black and white two.
"It turns out that there are masters here, but my wife and I are clumsy, I don't know what the masters mean?" The pale face said in a strange way.
Xin'er automatically ignored the ridicule in his mouth, and replied calmly: "It means that your two lives will come to an end today." β
The man at the top black was a violent temper, and he was about to rush over immediately, but he was stopped by a pale face and said, "Is it? Then I'd like to see if your words are accurate? If not, your head will remain today. β
The people in the tavern want to move their heads when they see the villain with such a sign, and their eyes can't help but flow with pity, but there are also people who gloat.
"Okay." Xin'er elegantly turned over the two empty cups, poured two cups of Zhu Yeqing, and said to the young man: "This is the best Zhu Yeqing, wait for you to sell the heads of the two of them, drink a glass of wine, and wash away the evil spirits." β
This is put on the celebration wine, and it is also said to wash away the evil spirit, when the two of them are who? The black and white duo were already furious.
The young man's sword shook and said, "No need." β
As soon as the words fell, his broken sword had been inserted into the throat of the pale face, and everyone saw the broken sword enter the throat, but no one saw the process clearly, even the nearest black face!
The quick sword pierced the throat, and the blood did not fall.
The young man looked at the black man and said, "Is it your wife's sword fast?" Or my sword fast! β
After speaking, without waiting for an answer, he drew his sword and stabbed it into the throat of the black face, like a flash of lightning.
A stream of blood rushed out of the pale face's throat, and his face was still trembling, and he saw that his husband was also killed by a sword, and the broken sword was pulled out, and the two pillars of blood were like a large and a small fountain, and the tavern was bloody again, but at this moment, everyone was shocked and excited.
"Five...... Scatter...... Person...... No...... Put ......" The man at the top black protected his throat with his aura, and said the last threatening sentence with difficulty, although he did not finish speaking, but the people in the tavern could hear it clearly.
The young man took off the space ring of the pale face, the pale face was dead, the ring had no owner, the young man took out a few silver tickets from it, counted them, only took a hundred taels, threw the others away, turned around and left.
Xin'er Yile: "This young man, it's really interesting, if you say a hundred taels, you will have a hundred taels, and you don't want one or two more." β
The boy walked out the door.
Xin'er reminded loudly: "Shaoxia, Zhu Yeqing hasn't drunk it yet?" β
The young man turned his back to Xin'er, but turned his head sideways and said, "I only have the wine I bought." β
Xin'er raised her eyebrows and said, "Then I wonder if you can invite me to have a drink when you buy wine?" β
The young man turned around slowly, looked at Xin'er deeply, nodded, and strode away.
Xin'er was troubled by the black and white couple, and she lost her interest in tasting the delicious food, so she paid the money, because the hall was full of blood, so she let Xiao Er lead her away through the back door.
The back door of the tavern is facing a small pharmacy, the faΓ§ade is not big, and the place is partial, and it looks a little deserted. As soon as Xin'er was about to leave, she saw a familiar figure walking towards her.
The young man approached the pharmacy with some eagerness, without the indifference of Fang Cai, and with a touch of popularity.
Xin'er couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he just killed people to exchange money for medicine?
After a while, the owner of the pharmacy came out with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, the Recovery Pill has just been sold, and the alchemist has also gone out to collect medicine, so you might as well take a look elsewhere." β
The young man couldn't help but feel lost on his face, and walked back silently.
"You need the Recovery Pill?" Xin'er didn't understand the recovery pill, there was no other place to buy it, why the teenager looked so disappointed.
The young man turned his head abruptly and looked at Xin'er, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Xin'er smiled: "I saw that the blood in the hall was too strong, so I came out of the back door." β
The boy didn't say a word, and turned to leave.
"You need the Recovery Pill?" Xin'er trotted to the young man, took out the Recovery Pill from the Seven Elders, handed it to the young man, spread out the other hand, and said, "Recovery Pill, fifty taels, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." β
The young man raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like a cone, and he shot directly at Xin'er, who smiled calmly.
After a while, the young man shook his head and said, "Only the Grandmaster-level Recovery Pill can." He walked past Xin'er, stopped, but did not look back, and said, "Thank you." β
Xin'er was stunned, she didn't expect the young man to thank her, and said with a smile: "What is there to thank for, but I didn't help." β
"No, no one is obligated to help me, and since you have the heart, I should thank you. Besides, you provoked those two men on my behalf. β
Xin'er turned around in surprise, but found that the young man had already walked away, and said in her heart: "He knows everything." β