The bearded man walked over, stood behind the middle-aged man and said, "Young Master, the upper room in the south has been cleaned, and you can go up and rest at any time." ”

The middle-aged man just nodded, and Xiao Er on the side brought up a tray of somen noodles, and after receiving the money, he smiled and said, "Master, I'm sorry, there are only seven bowls of somen left in the shop, you can bear more!" And the small bowls have to be taken away, and the back kitchen is not enough. ”

Cheng Ming picked up the bowl and ate, nodded while grabbing another handful of copper coins and said, "As long as it's food, what's there!" ”

"Eh!" Xiao Er agreed twice, turned his head and said to the middle-aged man: "What does this guest officer need, it's better to hurry up, looking at the master's posture, I don't know when I will eat!" ”

The middle-aged man laughed: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, I have enough wine, and I can give me a jar of good wine!" ”

After speaking, he turned to Cheng Ming and said, "Can the master drink?" I invite you! ”

Cheng Ming nodded, pushed the bowl of noodles over, looked at the bearded man, pushed another bowl over, and said, "You invite me to drink, I invite you to eat noodles!" ”

The middle-aged man laughed twice and coughed again.

The bearded man suddenly said: "It's Zhuge Lei, the 'Rapid Wind Sword' of the Golden Lion Dart Bureau!" ”

Cheng Ming was stunned for a moment, stopped eating noodles, followed the bearded man's gaze to a red-faced fat man, then looked at the inn again, and suddenly asked, "Have you seen Ah Fei?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "Do you know Ah Fei?" ”

"With an iron piece around his waist, he said it was a sword, a lone wolf-like character?"

"That's right!"

Cheng Ming nodded: "I don't know!" ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to eat noodles.

At this moment, the two of them were stunned for a moment, glanced at Cheng Ming strangely, and did not speak again.

"System, you cheat me? Is this the Ming Dynasty? Xiao Li's flying knife and Li Xunhuan have all come out, hey! Xiao Li flying knife! ”

Cheng Ming quarreled for a long time, and the system replied with four words leisurely. "Two years of Chenghua!"

"Your sister!"

Complaining is complaining, Cheng Ming is still a little excited in his heart, after all, compared to the dry historical plane, such a plane is more interesting.

Besides, he has a body of steel, invulnerable, and invulnerable, even if he is a treacherous ancient dragon plane, he doesn't seem to need to be afraid of anything.

After thinking about it, it seems that it can't affect his main quest at all, so he doesn't care.

Zhuge Lei was a table of three people, touching each other, and his voice was very loud, as if he was afraid that others would not know that they were Jianghu people who licked blood with knives.

The two people, one on the left and one on the right, took turns to tell stories, setting off each other's sword speed, and Zhuge Lei laughed and raised his glass frequently.

The thick cotton curtain at the door was rolled up, and two figures walked in lightly, as if they had been blown in by the force of the wind.

Zhuge Lei's laughter came to an abrupt halt as he saw the two figures.

With a snow hat on their heads and a bright red cloak on their bodies, the two of them were exactly the same whether they were tall, short, fat, thin or dressed.

The appearance pose was handsome and attracted everyone's attention, and only three people did not look at them.

Cheng Ming lowered his head to eat noodles, he had already eaten the last bowl, and the sound of snorting was clear in the silent canteen.

The bearded man looked like a middle-aged man's Dharma Protector King Kong, staring at the middle-aged man's big eyes, staring closely at the middle-aged man's surroundings.

And the middle-aged man was staring out the door, because through the gap in the curtain, he saw the familiar lonely boy.

It was as if he had been standing outside the door for a long time, motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead, without blinking.

The two men slowly plucked off their snow hats, revealing two yellow, ugly faces.

It's too ugly, with a collapsed nose and attractive ears, a jaw that covers the sky, triangular eyes, and eyes as big as mung beans.

His eyes are as sharp as a poisonous snake, and he looks at everyone with viciousness and ferocity.

The two walked up to Zhuge Lei, their eyes staring at him, and one of them said, "Are you the 'Rapid Wind Sword' Zhuge Lei?" ”

The speaker's face was pale, and his voice was rapid and sharp, with an inexplicable rhythm, which made people stand on end.

Zhuge almost jumped up in fright, "No...... Can't. ”

The dark-faced man sneered, "You are also worthy of being called the Wind Sword?" ”

As he spoke, his hand shook, and there was a pitch-black soft sword in his palm, "Put down that bag of things and spare your life!" ”

One of the people next to him suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you two are mistaken, our dart car is empty, and nothing ......."

Before he finished speaking, the pitch-black soft sword was already wrapped around his neck like a ribbon, and with a slight pull, the head rose to the sky.

A burst of blood spurted out, causing people to fly far above their heads, and specks of blood spilled a patch.

The raindrops fell on the faces of the three people, the black and white two sneered and licked their lips, as if they were a little disdainful of the taste, but Zhuge Lei was already weak, he suddenly took out a yellow cloth bag, threw it on the table, and took seven steps back in a row, just when everyone thought he was going to turn around and run away, he suddenly pulled out his sword.

"It's a bit of a guts......

Before the dark-faced man finished speaking, Zhuge Lei actually overturned a plate of shrimp balls, and with a few swings of the long sword, more than a dozen shrimp balls fell to the ground, all of which were divided into two.

The pale man burst out laughing.

Zhuge Lei said proudly: "If the two of you can do this, then just take the bag." ”

"This cook's skill is also a swordsmanship......

Before the dark-faced man finished speaking, he heard someone from behind him slap the table and shouted, "Little Er, where is my food?" Why is it so half a day? After all the noodles are eaten, you still don't bring them up? ”

The dining hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at it together, and the two turned their heads to stare at him, but what they saw was the back of a big man with a long package on his back.

Turning his eyes again, staring at the middle-aged man, the pale man suddenly smiled: "It turns out that there are still masters, good, good, this is the best, wait for us to kill Zhuge Lei, and then come over to ask for advice!" ”

The dark-faced man suddenly sneered, shook the long sword in his hand, and rushed over.

Zhuge Lei panicked and hurriedly raised his sword to block, but he only felt that the sword light flashed in front of him, his neck was cold, and he was no longer conscious.

Blood spurted from his neck and he fell to the ground, and his head rolled off.

"Take the package if you want it, if you can get out alive! If you could, we could take the heads of the Twin Snakes with us! ”

The dark-faced man shook the long sword in his hand, turned around and grabbed the yellow cloth bag, and threw it directly onto Cheng Ming's table.

The package fell down, and a table of rice bowls jumped up at the same time, crackling and shattering to the ground.

Cheng Ming slowly put down the plain noodles full of broken porcelain pieces, slowly stood up and turned around.

He looked at the black and white and said coldly: "Two things, first, leave two silver compensation, not only to the store, but also to me, because I have already paid for these bowls of somen noodles."

Second, get out of here, this is a place to eat, not a place to play. When you go out, drag the corpse out together and take the garbage you made with you! ”