Murong Jingxue was waiting for someone, a dying person.

His sword was placed on his right hand.

This is the best and most expensive restaurant in Jingyang Town, with a famous "ecstasy drunk" within a radius of 100 miles, but he only needs a bowl of water for a silver ingot.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, forming an impenetrable curtain of rain. The rain on the eaves dripped down like jade beads with broken threads.

There was moisture in the wind, and there was a faint smell of earth.

Murong Jingxue listened intently to the sound outside the window. After a while, he raised his hand, and his slender fingers rested on the hilt of his sword. No one knew how he moved, and the shopkeeper only felt as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the white-clothed guest who was sitting on the seat was gone.

Weird, really weird.

Xiao Er shook his head and stuffed the silver left by the guest into his pocket without a trace.

Outside the window, the sound of horses' hooves was rushing.

Phew—the horse neighed and stopped. The man on horseback looked at the white-clothed swordsman blocking the road in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.

It takes three days to ride a horse from Murong Villa here, how could that person be here?

But he quickly reined in his shock.

"Master, are you here to kill me?" He asked in a deep voice.

Murong Jingxue looked at him quietly and did not answer.

"Owner, I have been born and died for Murong Villa for so many years, why do you want to kill them all?"

"Traitor, kill."

This was the last sentence Hu Man heard, he only saw Murong Jingxue's clean and slender hands held on the scabbard, and then the white light flashed, and he lost any consciousness.

It is indeed impossible for him to be conscious anymore because he is dead.

The horse was frightened and ran forward, and Hu Man's body slipped off the horse's back. It was only then that the wound on his neck began to slowly ooze blood.

How fast Murong Jingxue's sword was, probably only the dead would know.

Put away the sword and return it to the sheath, and suddenly there was a burst of applause from the window of the restaurant on the side of the road, Murong was shocked and Xue followed the prestige, Yan Sui was clapping his two little hands vigorously, and said in an excited tone: "That move just now is so handsome, I want to write it into the book!" ”

Murong Jingxue turned around and left.

"Eh, you wait for me."

Yan Sui supported the window with both hands, turned out sensitively, and trotted two steps to keep up with him.

"Where are we staying tonight?"

Murong Jingxue stopped and happened to stop in front of an inn. He glanced at the plaque above his head and walked inside.

"Stay here tonight."