Everyone held their breath.

The drunk man suddenly trembled, kowtowed again and again, and suddenly cried tears: "Ask the hero to open the net!" ”

I could only hear the muffled sound of him knocking on the ground, or the force was too great, or he just hit a small stone, and his nose bleeded, not only did he completely lose his fierce and domineering appearance, but he was even like a lost dog.

Not to mention, if it weren't for the hot head that was kicked away by him not far away, just looking at this scene, it would be quite pitiful.

"Say!" The Eight Bowls Woman was not moved in the slightest, and just sat on the horse, looking down at the frightened drunk, and gently stroking the horsewhip in the book with her hand.

"As a samurai, it stands to reason that you should not do benevolent and righteous things with martial arts...... It stands to reason ...... "The drunk man hangs his head like a lost dog:" It stands to reason that he should refute his samurai identity, pick off his tendons, and engrave the word 'inferior' on his face to set an example. ”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly kowtowed again: "Hero, spare your life!" I am a martial artist, and there is a family in my family, if I refute my identity as a samurai, wouldn't it be a small income? Isn't my family ......?"

"Go to the steward of the city and receive the punishment." The woman tilted her head and played with the long whip: "However, since you have a family at home, then just pick off your right hand tendon, so that you can no longer practice martial arts and harm others, and then farm to make a living." Tomorrow, if I don't see you go to get the word "humble", I will chase you as a person from the Thousand Islands! ”

It was a foregone conclusion, and the drunk man knew that there was no possibility of turning back, and he didn't dare to say anything more when he cried bitterly.

Samurai have the rules of a samurai, according to the rules, a samurai cannot kill people at will, especially if the other party is not intentional and has begged for mercy, if you kill the other party again, this does not meet the expectations of the samurai in the rivers and lakes. If someone violates the rules, they will be fined.

As long as the word "humble" is engraved on your face, you can no longer raise your head in the rivers and lakes, which means despicable, let alone break your tendons, and you can only go back to be a farmer and spend the rest of your life.

Of course, this is just the rule, and the more current situation is that once a samurai and a samurai clash, they will die, regardless of whether the other party begs for mercy or not.

You can't let the people of the Thousand Islands see it, and once you see it, if the other party proposes this samurai rule, you can only abide by it. Otherwise, you have to win against the people of the Thousand Islands and become enemies of the Thousand Islands.

To be the enemy of the Kuril Islands, it is simply self-defeating, this kind of little samurai, he doesn't even dare to think about it.

"Let's go." The Eight Bowls Woman threw the whip to Lin Jianqiu's hand: "Your horse is dead, let's ride together." ”

"This doesn't look like a samurai, right? If you don't even have a dagger on your body, how can you have such a good relationship with the heroes of Qiandao? ”

"Isn't it the son of a mansion? It doesn't look like it, it's ...... dress."

"In short, you and I can't afford to mess with it, so it's better to keep a low profile in Dagger City these days."

Lin Jianqiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the horsewhip, looked at the warriors around him, and then looked at the drunk man who was kneeling on the ground trembling and regretting, and sat behind the heroine in the envious and jealous eyes of everyone.

This feeling is a little weird.

How can I say it, Lin Jianqiu, a big man, has a feeling of being raised by a rich woman......

That's a shame, isn't it?!

He touched the saddle that everyone envied, it was a real gem, right? There is also the gold wire on the top, there should be no fakes in these years, and it will not be the kind of thick chain that floats up.

Nonsense, it must be true, just at the signboard of the people of the Thousand Islands, how can it be fake?

It seems that not only Shengdou Xiaomin is quite knowledgeable, but also knows how to avoid when he sees this horse, these warriors have a keen sense of smell, they see the red pattern on the woman's arm, and they know that this is a person from Qiandao, and they are not ordinary people when they are dressed up.

It seems that from ancient times to the present, having a good car and a good bag does represent a certain social status. But this ancient is a good horse and a good sword.

"Sit tight." The woman's voice was cold: "Don't be afraid, since you are the person I brought out, I will definitely protect you." ”

yes, it's more like a little white face who has been raised.

It's even more shameful.

It's not good, it's not a bit of a man's spirit.

"What, woman, if you run, I'm afraid I'll fall." Lin Jianqiu said.

"Then you hold on."

"Shall I hold it tight?"

……

Yes, that's right, so that it's not like a little white face, but like a little rascal. Come to think of it, this rascal is better than a little white face, so be it.

I could only hear the sound of horses' hooves, a good horse is a good horse, the wind was blowing in my ears, the samurai looked up and envied, Lin Jianqiu hugged the woman tightly, and quickly passed through the city gate.

The moment he passed through the gates, the last rays of sunlight fell, making the large stone gates even more majestic and formidable.

"Be careful, I can't come to your rescue in time every time, and it's not uncommon for samurai to fight with each other." When the woman said this, Lin Jianqiu looked at her exposed arms, and the red pattern was faint in the lights of the city.

"Next time I'm in danger, can you say that I'm also from the Thousand Islands?" Lin Jianqiu asked.

"Yes." The woman responded, and after a while, she sneered and said, "It's just that sometimes, before you have time to say it, someone else has already cut your throat, after all, we are going to stay at the Samurai Inn tonight." ”

Samurai Inn?

"Is there a samurai inn in every samurai city?" Lin Jianqiu asked, "What kind of chain hotel?" ”

"What is a hotel chain? It is true that every samurai city has a samurai inn, but it is divided into levels, and today we are going to stay at the Black Eagle Samurai Inn, which is the samurai city, the most exciting and fun inn. ”

When the heroine said this, her voice was full of excitement and anticipation.

"Oh? Exciting and fun? Lin Jianqiu was a little interested.

"Well, you're very lucky, I heard that the demon girl known as the number one demon in the world will come to Dagger City in the past few days, she has ordered a purple moon dagger here, according to the character of the first demon in the world, she will definitely stay in the Black Eagle Warrior Inn."

The first demon in the world? Lin Jianqiu became more and more interested, and asked, "Demon girl?" Is it pretty? ”

"Dare to be called the first demon in the world, do you say beautiful or not?" The woman laughed and stretched out her finger to point ahead: "It's here!." ”

As soon as I arrived at the door of the Black Eagle Samurai Inn, I smelled blood, and it was fresh.

"Dismount, you follow me." The woman turned her head, glanced at Lin Jianqiu, and added: "In the Black Eagle Samurai Inn, there is a fight between the samurai, and killing people is not against any rules. ”

"For ...... Why? In this inn, if I accidentally step on someone's foot, the other party will ...... Also...... Can you kill me too? ”

"Of course." The woman rubbed her hands excitedly: "Those who dare to come to the Black Eagle Inn to sleep are themselves coming in with their own heads." After all, the samurai knew that staying at the Black Hawk Inn had two purposes, first, to kill people; Second, the murderous sacrificial knife. That day, the first demon in the world got a good dagger, and he must come here to kill, give her a new dagger, and open the blade. ”