Wang Anfeng did leave the Heavenly Sword Gate's mansion in this city.

He intellectually understood Honghui's difficulties, but looking at his cold and hard reaction, he felt a burst of anger in his heart for no reason.

He had no position to do so.

Wang Anfeng's footsteps were a little anxious, originally planned to go farther, preferably out of the city, but when he walked out of the city gate, he thought of something again, his steps paused slightly, he frowned and thought about it, and then under the strange gaze of the soldiers guarding the city, he turned around and walked towards the city as if nothing happened.

With a bang, two spears stood in front of him.

The soldier who was not much older than him held back a smile, stretched out his right hand towards the young man, rubbed his thumb and index finger together, and made a gesture of counting money, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight face, and said:

"Entrance fee, ten copper coins."

Wang Anfeng stiffly looked at the spear in front of him, and then raised his eyes to look at the two soldiers with firm expressions, knowing that this was not negotiable, he took out ten Great Qin Tongbao from his arms with some pain and put them in the half-human-high wooden box next to him.

The tax of the city gate of Daqin is not high, after all, except for the busy agricultural time, the serious people who have nothing to do will go out of the city and enter the city, the law stipulates that there is a big market every month, a small market, the city gate is wide open, there is no need to enter the city, and it is convenient for the people of the surrounding villages and towns to come in to buy and sell goods.

Hearing the crisp sound of the copper plate falling into the wooden box, the soldier who defended the city nodded with satisfaction, put away his spear, and said:

"Let's go."

Waiting for Wang Anfeng to walk through the city gate, the soldier's voice paused slightly, and he smiled again:

"If you come out again immediately, we won't take your money if you go in again."

Wang Anfeng's footsteps paused slightly, looked at the soldier who was holding back a smile, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, turned his head and strode away, as if he didn't hear it, the two soldiers behind him watched him walk away, talked in a low voice, and joked:

"When did you change your character?"

"It's just three things, don't be too ruthless when you get wool on the people of the rivers and lakes......"

This city is not very big, when he just came out of Daliang Village, he would feel a rare prosperity when he saw a city, and now it seems that it is not Erer, far less prosperous than Fufeng County, and even much worse than Xidingzhou City.

Carrying the iron sword, the green shirt and the piano, Wang Anfeng, who was dressed as illiterate and unmartial, wandered around the streets and alleys for a long time before choosing an inn that looked the most suitable.

Nice place with a great view.

The price is not expensive, and the portions of the ingredients are as heavy as the plates.

Wang Anfeng sprinkled the copper coins that he had exchanged in the city on the table of the shopkeeper, some were not enough, and took out a penny of silver from his arms again, and after seeing the silver, the shopkeeper who counted the copper plates and had a somewhat ugly face eased up slightly, waved his hand and called a little two, and led Wang Anfeng upstairs.

I opened the drawer under the table, and directly swept the pile of copper plates with my sleeve and swept it in.

There was a clang.

Xiao Er led Wang Anfeng to the guest room on the second floor.

The stairs under his feet seem to have been going up for some years, and there is a creak and noise when he goes up, Wang Anfeng suddenly felt a little melancholy in his heart, if he hadn't suffered that thing when he came, he would have been able to take back the copper plates used by those Jianghu people, and then he wouldn't need to take out a penny of silver again at this time.

This inn is three floors high, there are more than a dozen round tables on the first floor, the second floor is the guest room, the carved windows are opened next to the stairs, and a row of tall plane trees can be seen when you look outside.

Far away, a third plane tree was counted to the east, and an old house was on the opposite side.

Wang Anfeng's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked in the direction of the courtyard.

It's quiet, although it looks a little extravagant, but among the tens of thousands of households in this city, it really doesn't have much to look at, if you don't just come out of there, it's really not easy to find at a glance.

When he just walked out of the city gate, he suddenly thought that since Hong Feibai and his party had encountered the pursuit of the White Tiger Hall, with the crazy nature of the White Tiger Hall, even if they had already reached the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Sword Gate, they could not rule out the possibility that there were still dark lines around.

Back then, he and Bailifeng and others went to Qingfeng to celebrate his birthday, but he was followed by a master of the rivers and lakes who was born in the hidden world and cultivated to the five grades.

At that time, the strongest person was only a subordinate of the White Tiger Hall of the Seventh Grade, and he chased after them for thousands of miles.

Even when it was about to reach the most heavily guarded Guancheng in Great Qin, they dared to make a brazen move, and the martial arts of the people who shot this time were more than a step stronger than the last time they dealt with Wang Anfeng.

The one he cleaned up in Fengyue City was no longer considered a mediocre hand among the seven-rank martial artists.

And since he was able to force the master of Hong Feibai to that point, it was obvious that there were stronger masters than him.

Although I don't know how the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect escaped Shengtian, but with the courage and madness of the White Tiger Hall, if there is no corresponding backhand waiting, then Wang Anfeng has been an enemy for so long in vain.

The boy withdrew his gaze, his face calm, as if nothing had happened.

The little second was still walking in front, introducing how quiet the guest rooms of this inn were, how long the store was, what kind of signature food, enthusiastic and familiar, did not find that the people behind him had fallen behind a few steps, Wang Anfeng raised his steps to follow, and returned to the back of Xiao Er at a speed that others could not detect at all.

Fu took a few more steps, and Xiao Er's footsteps stopped.

took a bunch of keys from his waist, pushed open the originally closed wooden door, turned around and looked at Wang Anfeng, and said with a smile:

"Although there are not many residents these days, we still sweep every day, and we dare not slack off."

"Look, guest officer, are you still satisfied?"

Wang Anfeng looked inside, the place was not big, but it was very clean, a table and a bed, the window was open, and he could just see the courtyard where the Heavenly Sword Gate was staying, which was already an excellent place for him, and nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"Very good......

Xiao Er breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, took two steps, put the key and copper lock in his hand on the table, and said with a smile:

"The little one will go down first, and someone will naturally send hot water for hot feet and washing every evening, if you want to take a bath, you need to add five more copper coins, if you want to eat something, go downstairs, or say hello, and you will be ready to send it."

Wang Anfeng nodded to show that he understood, Xiao Er couldn't see that he could get the reward, and he retreated with interest, and closed the wooden door smoothly when he left, Wang Anfeng moved his muscles, and the piano box behind him was not untied, but he just poured himself a glass of water, paced to the window with water, and looked at the yard under the third plane tree in Dongshu.

For some reason, what he thought of was a sword that he saw yesterday and swept away the ten-mile snow-capped mountain road.

A slightly slighter voice sounded in his ears, saying:

"Little madman, what are you going to do?"

He was the only one in this room, the two guest rooms around him were lifeless, no one lived in them, Wang Anfeng didn't care too much, looked at the courtyard, held the tea cup in both hands, thought about it, and said:

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"Well, since Feibai and them have arrived here, even Ma Hongkuo, who is not a high-level member of the Chilian Gang, can detect their traces, then it is impossible for the Heavenly Sword Sect to suppress a radius of more than five hundred miles with sword power not to know, even if the masters of the older generation in the sect have long internal strength and endless life, they have not been able to step into the realm of the upper three grades after all."

"At most, there are not more than ten years left to live in the world."

"Surrounded by wolves, a peak lord elder who is in the prime of life, physically and mentally at the peak, they will not and will not let him have an accident."

Hong Luoyu is in the world of Shaolin Temple, riding a horse galloping, the waves are surging, the red thin horse under him is raising his head and neighing, Sa Huan will smash the wave of several meters alive, like broken jade, laughing when he heard the words, and said:

"Waiting for the Heavenly Sword Gate?"

"Still waiting for the White Tiger Hall?"

Wang Anfeng exhaled, put the tea cup in his hand on the edge of the window, raised his eyes to look at the scenery of the city outside, and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, the White Tiger Hall attaches great importance to what Feibai has on his body, and this is their last chance. These days, there will definitely be some horses' feet, they will not mess around in the city, they can only come from the Heavenly Sword Gate, and they will do it when they go out of the city together. ”

The voice paused slightly, and the boy's voice turned low.

"I'm not going to give them another chance."

Inside the piano box behind him, the wooden sword seemed to move in response to the pressure, trembling incessantly.

The strings vibrated and rattled.

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