Seeing Zhao Wuming coming, the crowd was much quieter.

He intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the crossbowman and Yu Luobai that the rich merchant said, and only stopped his gaze after seeing Wei Shanchuan standing between the two.

The two looked at each other, Wei Shanchuan saluted first, and then asked, "Commander Zhao came here, I don't know what the so-called thing is?" ”

Zhao Wuming's eyes showed a little displeasure slightly, and he didn't break Wei Shanchuan's knowingly question, and said, "'There is Wei in the North Mountain, and the mountains and rivers are unlimited' Wei Daxia is so good that the legal system of the county has been forgotten." ”

The tone is calm, but it is clearly accountable.

Wei Shanchuan is also a well-known figure in Beishan City, not angry but laughing, "Zhao Datong has won the award, I am reckless in the rivers and lakes, how dare I defy the royal law." ”

Wei Shanchuan didn't suffer either, and there were words in his words, implying that you Zhao Wuming was just a figure in the rivers and lakes once upon a time.

When Zhao Wuming heard this, he suddenly changed his words and chuckled a few words, "Wei Daxia is so determined, Zhao should be admired, but what happened here, I already know the reason, regardless of right or wrong, everyone is to blame, it is necessary to give an explanation." ”

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the crowd.

Wei Shanchuan wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by the rain on the side, "I don't know what Lord Zhao wants, you might as well say it and listen to it." ”

The crossbowman heard the rain fall and pulled the corners of his clothes, but was ignored.

Zhao Wuming's eyes froze, he glanced at the young man in white a few more times, and laughed loudly, "Shaoxia is also a person of temperament, but what do you think is the way to say it." ”

How could Yu Luobai think too much, moved the long sword on his waist, and stepped forward, "Today's matter started with me, since my lord has to ask for that statement, I will tell you." ”

After speaking, Yu Luobai didn't care what Zhao Wuming said, and swept towards him.

When the white clothes attacked, Zhao Wuming's eyes gave birth to war intent, the scabbard on his waist shook, and a cold light waved towards the white clothes.

The battle was born extremely fast, and the crowd suddenly retreated.

The crossbowman was a little unresponsive, but it was Wei Shanchuan who pulled him over, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The two people who started fighting over there are gradually entering the white-hot stage at this moment, but it can be seen that Zhao Wuming's skills are obviously superior, and he is just right to deal with the attacks of the rain and falling white. It doesn't take a little effort, the moves are simple and neat, and the picture is full of sense.

Seeing that the rain fell in white eyes, he couldn't get half a penny, so he switched offensively, retreated from advance to retreat, and retreated straight to the bottom of a pillar in the inn, borrowed his feet to jump into the air, and stabbed at Zhao Wuming's face with a sword.

The sword light was bright, Zhao Wuming held the knife in his backhand, and the sword was about to block the long sword that stabbed at him, but he was still cut off by the sword qi A strand of hair in front of his forehead, and he took two steps back.

The battle intent in his eyes was even stronger, and he suddenly burst into laughter, "Happy, the young man is good at kung fu, no matter whether he lives or dies in this battle, today's matter will be over." ”

With that, his ink knife flew up, and the attack turned sharp.

Zhao Wuming is worthy of being a real chivalrous warrior in the rivers and lakes in the mouth of Wei Shanchuan, and his combat experience is also quite good, and he suppressed Yu Luobai to death in an instant.

Yuluobai struggled to cope with the attack of the ink knife, his face was a little ugly, but it was not too miserable.

The two of them shuttled back and forth in the inn, from the first floor to the second floor, and then from the second floor to the first floor, and the sound of swords and swords hitting each time pierced deeply into the eardrums.

The crossbowman was dazzled, and a layer of fine sweat was already oozing from the palm of the knife clenched, he was really afraid that Yu Luobai would burp here if he was not careful, and it would be a bit too much to implicate Brother Wei and others.

Thinking about it, he had a plan in his heart, if Brother Bai was really invincible, he would have to bite the bullet.

Yu Luobai began to struggle to deal with it, turned into a hard fight, he stopped on the railing on the second floor for a while, revealing flaws, Zhao Wuming no longer gave more opportunities, the wind under his feet, and slashed away.

The ink knife and long sword slammed violently, and the rain fell unsteadily under his feet, falling from the railing to the wine table on the first floor.

The wine table shattered, the knife rose again, and a wave of air rolled up beside Zhao Wuming, splitting the air into the rain downstairs.

The white clothes flew with the air waves, the rain fell and the white face was unwilling, but it was difficult to have room for maneuver, so he had to rely on the long sword in his hand to resist, the long sword was blown away by the air waves, and Zhao Wuming slashed again.

Yu Luobai lost the strength to fight again, and let the waves of qi roll towards his chest.

The outcome was a foregone conclusion, Wei Shanchuan in the crowd sighed, only hoping that this Zhao Wuming would not hurt the killer, and in a trance, he felt a shadow rushing out beside him.

The crossbowman held the knife horizontally in front of his chest, blocking the rain in front of the white, and with the qi and blood in his throat surging, he fell to his knees heavily, his palm was torn, and the blood stained the handle of the knife red.

Noticing the Tsing Yi Taoist robe in front of him, Yu Luobai was a little incredulous, this was the second time that the little Taoist priest had helped him with his life, and no matter how hard-hearted he was, his heart was also rippling at this moment.

The crossbowman turned back to him and smiled miserably, his eyes were firm, and his friendship was silent.

The attack was blocked by the Tsing Yi Trail, and Zhao Wuming was not as annoyed as he imagined, but he had a high opinion of this innocent path.

Looking at this, who dares to come to resist his own attack without hesitation.

He pinned the ink knife back to the scabbard, looked at the group of so-called heroes behind him, and his heart was full of emotion, "We think we are already in the rivers and lakes, but we don't know that the rivers and lakes are no longer the original rivers and lakes, where can we be regarded as people in the rivers and lakes, but just a group of ordinary people living in the world." ”

Zhao Wuming no longer paid attention to the crowd, walked in a few steps in front of the crossbowman and Yu Luobai, and said slowly to the two, "I also had the same rivers and lakes as you. ”

After speaking, the former Jianghu Erlang saluted the two, turned around and walked towards the door of the inn.

Seeing that it was over, the rich merchant blocked Zhao Wuming's way, and sneered, "What is Commander Zhao doing, is it just a hasty end, you make me lose face." ”

Zhao Wuming pushed him away, didn't want to explain more, and led the team to leave.

The rich merchant was annoyed when he saw this, but he didn't dare to really attack, he watched the ink knife guards walk out of the door, and spat at the mouth, "Phew, it's really a dog raised by the eldest brother, with his temperament, if I want..."

"Rabbit cub, you even scolded Lao Tzu, right?"

An angry curse sounded at the door, and Zhao Wuming, who had just walked out, was leading a middle-aged man in an official robe in a hurry.

When the rich merchant heard the scolding himself, he wanted to scold back, but when he saw the visitor, the whole person was stupid, his legs were weak, he knelt on the ground, and he didn't dare to put another fart.

The middle-aged man in the official robe ignored him directly, and when he saw the rain falling white who was slowly helping up the crossbowman over there, he trotted over, looked at it a few more times, and was about to kneel.

Yu Luobai also noticed him, a cold light shot out of his eyes, and the middle-aged man in the official robe stopped kneeling, but there were already several drops of sweat the size of soybeans on his face.

He didn't dare to wipe it with his hands, so he turned around and suddenly said angrily, "Come on, pull down the limp guy at the door for me, and unload eight pieces." ”

The wealthy merchant who was still paralyzed on the ground at the door heard the roar of the middle-aged man in the official robe, and he was frightened to come back to his senses, and when he saw several guards walking towards him, he shouted in horror, "Big brother, what did I do wrong, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, several guards had already carried him out of the inn.

Here, the crowd was a little panicked, and only Wei Shanchuan saw something, as for the crossbowman who was helped up, he instantly understood when he saw this scene.

After the middle-aged man in the official robe finished the rich businessman, there was panic and surprise in his eyes when the rain fell white, but only he knew what he was afraid of and what he was surprised.

But when he saw that Yu Luobai didn't want to say anything, his remaining surprise turned into panic.

The middle-aged man in the official robe swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit, forced a smile on his face, smiled at Yu Luobai, and then slowly spoke, "County...", but the county word was interrupted by Yu Luobai's cough before he could say it, "Uh, Luobai, you didn't say hello to your uncle when you came, and you were injured here, if this matter spreads, where will you let my old face go." ”

Yu Luobai was obviously a little disgusted with the title of uncle, and said coldly to the middle-aged man in the official robe, "Lord Huang Yan can't afford this uncle's fall, and my father doesn't seem to have any friendship with you." ”

Hearing the words of the rain falling white, the crossbow man knew that the middle-aged man in this official robe was the Taishou of Beishan County.

Huang Yan was slapped in the face, the smile on his face was even stronger, and he whispered, "Luobai, I'm still angry with my uncle, that guy doesn't know where to be fed to the dog, if you're still angry, I'll give this Zhao Wuming what to do." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Wuming in front of the guards behind him, and Zhao Wuming suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Yu Luobai laughed angrily, and took advantage of everyone's eyes on Zhao Wuming, and kicked Huang Yan's ass, and Lord Taishou was kicked out and ate shit. He got up from the ground in a panic and smiled awkwardly at the crowd that looked at him again, "I accidentally fell." ”

The crossbow man looked next to him and wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare, his face was flushed, and his body was injured, and he coughed unsteadily a few times before he eased up.

Yu Luobai gently patted him on the back a few times with his hand.

Huang Yan watched the movements of the two, thought about it, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "Luobai, this little Taoist priest is not..."

Yuluobai was made blue and white by the abrupt questioning, but there was still a trace of imperceptible redness on his face, but it dissipated quickly, and with a force on his angry hand, the crossbowman spat out a few mouthfuls of dirty blood.

Huang Yan was happy to slap his legs and laugh on the side, but he only laughed a few times, and his body flew out again, this time he fell even worse, and two streams of blood flowed directly from his nostrils. He got up from the ground, looked at everyone's gaze, his old face was blue, and he didn't care about his bloody nose, and shouted at Zhao Wuming, "Commander Zhao, give you ten seconds and a half of tea, I don't want to see any extra people appear here." ”

Hearing the roar, when Zhao Wuming made a move, the crowd scattered in a hurry.

In less than a few seconds, there were only a few people left in the huge inn.

Wei Shanchuan stopped, stepped forward and bowed his hand to the crossbowman and Yuluobai, "Crossbow brother, brother Bai, he will meet in the rivers and lakes one day." ”

Crossbowman and Yu Luobai also saluted and said goodbye to Wei Shanchuan.

Wei Shanchuan nodded, and then looked at the Lord Taishou on the side, before he saluted, he only heard a roll, smiled bitterly, and hurriedly walked towards the outside of the inn, and when he passed by Zhao Wuming, he could only give a look, and nodded his head.

Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, our Taishou Lord returned to his original appearance, and said something to Yu Luobai with a hippie smile that the crossbow man couldn't understand, and then he shushed him and asked him a few warm words.

Calling Zhao Wuming, Zhao Wuming had already deduced the identity of the white-clothed young man who had just fought with him from Huang Yan's words and deeds, he had heard it from the mouths of adults before, and it was even more certain at this moment, so he was about to kneel, but he was held up by Yuluobai. He hurriedly spoke, "Little master, Zhao came to accept the guilt, and please punish him, otherwise Zhao will not be happy." ”

Yuluobai smiled, "Lord Zhao said that I am laughing, you and I are originally people in the rivers and lakes, where did we get so many complicated etiquette, not to mention that Lord Zhao is affectionate, how can I be unrighteous." ”

Huang Yan had never seen Zhao Wuming's posture like this, and quipped, "My Commander Zhao, you are not so obedient to me, and your feelings have raised a white-eyed wolf, Huang is really physically and mentally tired." ”

After speaking, the three people next to him laughed.