The night is getting darker.

Outside the inn, the cold wind was howling, but inside the inn it was as warm as spring, and the fireplace was lit. Due to the presence of Dongshan Leopard, the sect master, the disciples of the Flying Corpse Sect were still a little restrained at first, but slowly, after a few glasses of wine, they became active.

The red sleeves of the Wind Thirteen Niang fluttered, turning between the wine tables like a beautiful and seductive butterfly, constantly pouring wine for people. Under her courteous waiting, the worried Dongshan leopard also drank cup after cup, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

In the corner, Xia Qing and the three of them pretended to be drinking, not disturbing the interest of the disciples of the Flying Corpse Sect, but secretly watching silently.

The changes before and after Feng Thirteen Niang are too great, something must happen tonight!

Xia Qing's heart was bright, and he was secretly prepared for the worst.

"Thirteen Niang, I can't ...... anymore , drink it again, drink it all again...... and all have to ......."

Chen Jishan pushed away the wine glass handed over by Feng Shisanniang, although he was also drunk, he still retained a bit of vigilance in his mind, and he didn't dare to drink it anymore. On the contrary, the door master Dongshan Leopard sitting next to him had a gloomy face, pouring himself drink cup after cup, originally not drinking a drop of wine, and concentrating on breaking through the bottleneck; now that he was seriously injured, he simply drank happily when there was no hope of breaking through, and said to himself viciously, "Okay, you blue-blooded ancestor, you don't dare to do it yourself, force us down the mountain, this damn old monster! It's best not to wait for the deity to break through to the peak of the realm of life and death, otherwise, hum ......."

The raid failed and was severely injured by Yan King Xia Changkong and the masters around him, which made Dongshan Leopard very unhappy, and even more unhappy was the oppression of the Blood Demon Sect's Blue Blood Ancestor.

In the nearby area, the Flying Corpse Gate was a cultivation overlord, which made the disciples of the Flying Corpse Gate proud and arrogant, but when it came to the Blood Demon Gate, all the pride and arrogance were gone, and it was replaced by deep oppression. This oppression has lasted for more than a hundred years, and when he was a rookie disciple, Dongshan Leopard was oppressed by the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and now, after becoming the head of the Flying Corpse Sect, he still can't get rid of the oppression and constraints of the Blood Demon Sect. The whole life was spent in the shadow of the Blood Demon Gate, and it is conceivable how depressed Dongshan Leopard's heart was, and he scolded himself viciously.

"Master, you're drunk, don't drink it!" Chen Jishan hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"I'm not drunk, get out of the way! Thirteen Niang, serve the wine!"

Dongshan Leopard pushed Chen Jishan away, beckoned Feng Thirteen Niang to continue drinking, "This day, the deity is really fed up! One day, when the deity breaks through to the peak of the realm of life and death, he must personally lead the Flying Corpse Legion to kill the Heavenly Dragon Cliff and kill all the blood demon gates!"

The more Dongshan Leopard spoke, the angrier he became, venting all the anger, repression and hatred he had over the years.

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk.

Dongshan Leopard is really drunk, the more forbearant and deep it was in the past, once it broke out, the more crazy it became, and he couldn't wait to kill the Heavenly Dragon Cliff of the Mountain Gate of the Blood Demon Gate immediately.

In the corner, Xia Qing didn't say a word, silently remembered the three words 'Tianlong Cliff', and finally waited for an important piece of information, knowing where the mountain gate of the Blood Demon Gate was.

"Derpy......

Feng Shi Niang gave a look, and the shopkeeper continued to move the wine, so that Dongshan Leopard could drink enough, and the latter directly picked up the wine jar to drink, and accidentally pulled the wound, and lines of blood oozed from his chest.

"Master, you really ...... , really drunk, stop drinking......"

Chen Jishan was anxious and wanted to step forward to stop him, but was pulled by Feng Thirteen Niang.

"Senior brother, your master is not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Feng Shi Niang's whole person was attached to Chen Jishan's body, exhaled like an orchid, and said softly: "There is something buried in my heart, it is not a way to endure it all the time, I have to say it when I have to say it, anyway, there are no outsiders here." At this time, if you insist on stepping forward to stop you, you are not afraid, and the master of the door will kill you in a fit of rage?

"However, we have to rush back to the sect tonight, this ......" Chen Jishan frowned.

Feng Shi Niang stretched out her hand and poked Chen Jishan's forehead, "You dead brain, who said that you must leave tonight, stay here for one night, can't you leave tomorrow?"

"However, this is the master's order, in case it ......" Chen Jishan was still not at ease.

"What's in case? It's the master of the door who broke the vows himself, what are you worried about?"

Feng Thirteen Niang glanced at the zombies standing outside the inn, shrunk her shoulders, and seemed to be a little scared, "It's these outside the door...... How do you greet these dead soldiers? Senior brother, the wind is so strong, it will be very cold outside at night, do you want to find a place for them to spend the night?"

In the cold wind, more than two hundred zombie warriors of the Flying Corpse Gate stood motionless, their facial muscles stiff and pale, and they looked extremely gloomy. The disciples of the Flying Corpse Sect had long been accustomed to it, but Feng Shi Niang seemed to be very scared, and she didn't dare to look at it anymore.

"Hehe, this is not ...... , it's okay, the dead are afraid...... , what are you afraid of cold?"

Chen Jishan smiled and said, "That's it, Thirteen Niang, just listen...... , listen to you, stay overnight, stay overnight, and go on the road early tomorrow morning. As for these zombie warriors outside the door, no...... , leave them alone, just stay outside...... , just enough to guard the inn and prevent the opponent from breaking in...... and break in. ”

Chen Jishan thought about it and felt that what Feng Shisanniang said made sense, so he let Shizun Dongshan Leopard drink enough, and he also turned around and drank. Behind him, Feng Shi Niang smiled coldly, secretly raised her head and glanced at the zombie warrior outside the door, her eyes flashed with a cold light, where is there any fear?

Xia Qing sat in the corner and watched, watching all the changes in Feng Thirteen Niang's expression.

Loaded, all loaded!

This woman is extremely dangerous!

Xia Qing also became solemn, not knowing what Feng Thirteen Niang had to do with the Flying Corpse Gate, but it was obviously very dangerous, and he reached out and wrote the word 'go' on the table.

Dongshan Leopard and Chen Jishan were both drunk, and there was no secret to be discovered if they stayed, so Xia Qing made a decisive decision to leave this dangerous inn as soon as possible. Shi Xuanxuan and Tuoba Qi understood, and the three of them were about to stand up, when a cold gaze swept over.

Feng Thirteen Niang seemed to sense something, and looked at Xia Qing and the three of them coldly, and a grim cold light flashed in her eyes.

Xia Qing didn't dare to move again, her eyebrows beat wildly and she felt a strong murderous aura, shook her head slightly at Shi Xuanxuan, and pretended to continue drinking. Shi Xuanxuan, who was sitting beside her, took a deep breath and slowly released the hilt of the sword hanging from her waist.

Hmph! Feng Thirteen Niang snorted faintly, turned around, immediately changed to a warm smile, and continued to persuade the Dongshan Leopard and the disciples of the Flying Corpse Sect to drink, while persuading the wine, while looking at the treasures on the belt of the Dongshan Leopard from time to time. It was a small copper drum, which looked inconspicuous, but in fact it was the treasure of the Flying Corpse Gate, known as the Flying Corpse Drum, which could command the zombie dead outside the door. There is also one on Chen Jishan's belt, but it is only a fake, and the real thing is on the Dongshan leopard.

"Nerd, serve the wine, bring all the wine up. It's rare for the master of the door to come, so you must have a good drink tonight!"

Feng Thirteen Niang commanded, then got up and added firewood to the fireplace, took away the firewood on the firewood pile without a trace, and pulled out the bottom few firewoods. After being thrown into the fireplace, the firewood snapped into flames, and wisps of green smoke wafted out.

In the corner, Xia Qing, who had been secretly staring at Feng Thirteen Niang, was stunned, and reached out to write a few words on the table, "Be careful, the air is poisonous!"

Shi Xuanxuan and Tuoba Qi were awe-struck, and they quickly held their breath, their hearts becoming heavier and heavier.

You can hold your breath for a short time, but what should I do if it takes a long time?

Xia Qing also frowned, her heart beating faster and nervous. The wine and food are not poisonous, the real killing move is on the firewood, and no one in the inn can escape after burning!

Forcibly rushing out is the only way to stay away from danger, but it may also attract the crazy attack of Feng Thirteen Niang and even the Flying Corpse Gate, what should I do?

To go, or not to go?

Xia Qing hesitated, in a dilemma.