The two qi collided in the air, only to hear a loud sound of "bang", stirring up the sand and dust in the sky, Li Qianhu snorted, followed by the sound of a broken arm of "Karala", he looked up to the sky and spewed out a rain of blood, his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string for more than ten steps, and hit an eagle killer behind, and the two fell heavily in the sand together, not moving.

The eyes of the Eagle Group killers were even more frightened, and in their ears came the cold voice of the Sky Wolf: "Who else wants to try it?" ”

In the open hole, there was a sudden melodious flute sound, three short and two long, all the Eagle Group killers showed joy in their eyes, one by one, as if it was an amnesty, they no longer cared about the wolf, and jumped off the hole one after another, and the two people of Zuihou picked up Li Qianhu, who was already unconscious, and another Eagle Group killer who was unlucky to hit him, and also jumped down.

The Sky Wolf still stood with his arms crossed, coldly watching these people leave in a hurry, he had no intention of chasing them, because he didn't want to expose his strength in front of that person just yet.

When he made a move with that person a few years ago, he knew very well that these people today could not be his opponents at all, and Li Qianhu, who had abolished one of the forty grandsons with his gesture just now, could make him understand that these Eagle Group killers did not even have the ability to test their own strength.

The man on the ground spoke out and withdrew his men, not because he pitied the lives of these people, but because there was no need to waste them, he was never a benevolent man, just as the wolf had just claimed that he was not a good man.

The reason why these Eagle Killers can leave alive is only because they are still useful, and the lives of their subordinates are never lives, but they must die worthily, this is the principle of this person.

The wolf shook his head, he knew that it would be absolutely impossible for that person to reappear before he was sure to defeat him, and said coldly to the bottomless black pit: "If you want to find me, come by yourself, you know where I am." ”

After leaving these words, the wolf turned around in a dashing manner, walked away without looking back, and the footprints as deep as one disappeared in an instant in the fierce wind of the desert, and behind him, under the dark hole, there was a heavy sigh.

At dawn the next day, the wolf came to an inn thirty miles away, and there was only this inn within a radius of a hundred miles, and within the chest-high courtyard wall, there stood a two-story building made of rammed loess, which was blown into a thousand holes on the surface in the wind and sand of the desert. There are small holes hanging in the loess wall, making the inn look like a pockmarked face.

On the roof of the building, a one-person high windmill was blown by the wind like a hot wheel, and there was a big flag standing in front of the inn, and on the big flag raised high by the strong wind, four big characters were written vertically, "Ping An Inn", and on the side of these four words, a line of tadpole-like Mongolian was written.

The wolf walked into the door of the inn, a yellow dog covered with sand lazily lying at the door, seeing the wolf, suddenly came to strength, wagged his tail happily, straightened up, shrugged up, and a small sandstorm rose at the door.

Without looking at the yellow dog, the wolf took out a sheep's stick from his bosom and threw it far away to the right corner of the doorway, while the yellow dog let out a cheerful "woo" and ran into the corner, and happily gnawed on the bone.

The light in the inn was dim, although it was daytime, but the wind and sand covered the supposedly brilliant sunlight outside, and the windows around it were actually a two-foot square loess hole, on which a short wooden stick supported a plank, tightly closed.

The wind was cold, and there were a few short wooden sticks at the lower end of the planks that had disappeared, and the planks were blown open and closed by the wind, and there was a gust of wind blowing on the shaft pivot in the inn, which made people feel irritable.

There were a few wooden tables in the lobby, and in the corner, in the shadows, sat a man wearing a hat, and in the dark light, it was impossible to see his face.

Sky Wolf's cold gaze swept over the table, he pulled down his scarf, and with a shock of luck, the black suit and the sand covering his eyebrows suddenly formed a yellow mist around him, and then slowly fell "shivering".

A long voice came from the corner: "Why have you also learned my Ah Huang's trick of shrugging and shaking sand?" ”

The wolf still had no expression on his unsmiling face, and when he raised his hand, a jar with thick yellow mud flew from a pile of wine jars next to the wall, and it seemed that there were at least twenty catties of wine in the jar, and after the jar rotated in the hand of the wolf, the wolf pushed with his right hand, and the wine jar was castrated like a meteor, and went straight to the hat in the corner.

The hatsman haha smiled, stretched out his right hand, and a soft aura silently enveloped the three feet around him, and the rapidly rotating wine jar was suddenly unloaded, and landed steadily on the table in front of the hatper, and the pile of yellow mud was shaken away by the qi, and the strong aroma of wine filled the entire inn in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, he didn't see how the wolf's feet moved, and the whole person suddenly floated to a table in front of the hatper, and gently pressed the table with his left hand, and the two wine bowls rose into the air and flew directly in front of the hatper.

The hatsman slowly took off the hat, revealing a thirty-five or six, fairy-style face, his head was tied in a bun, his complexion was fair, the long beard on the third floor under the chin floated without wind, a pair of red phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, handsome and exquisite, revealing a Taoist bearing between his gestures.

The wolf sat down in front of the Taoist with a golden knife, grabbed the wine jar, the large wine jar weighing dozens of catties was like a light weight in his hand, and the fragrant wine syrup was poured into the bowl in front of the two like a gurgling stream, and after a glance at the Taoist, the wolf grabbed the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all.

The Taoist sighed, didn't speak, picked up the wine bowl, and took a sip gently, but he felt that his mouth was hot, and a hot stream suddenly rose in his abdomen, like a fire burning his heart, he frowned, and said: "You are already angry in your body, and if you drink this kind of spirit, I am afraid that your internal breath will be uncontrollable, and it will be out of control at the least, and at worst, it will go mad and the meridians will be broken." ”

As if he hadn't heard the words of the Taoist, the wolf filled himself with a big bowl, and as soon as he tilted his neck, his throat moved, and with a "grunt", the huge sea bowl instantly became empty.

The Taoist smiled bitterly and shook his head, and also poured down the bowl of wine in front of him, and a trace of red clouds flashed on his face, and it disappeared in an instant.