Twilight.

On the long street, all the sounds had stopped, the sky was very dark, and the atmosphere seemed awkward, as if something big was about to happen.

Su Weiyun took the old wine and walked slowly through the long street.

When the old wine came here, it suddenly became reluctant to move, not only did it smell good wine, but it also seemed to know how to distinguish good luck and evil, and it could smell danger.

Beasts who are constantly exercising on the line between life and death often have a keen instinct, they know when danger is coming, and they know where to flee.

The masters on the rivers and lakes are constantly fighting and tempering, and some will also have this strange "sixth sense".

Of course, Su Weiyun also has.

This kind of cultivated intuition is a treasure that can save people's lives in the most critical time, and it is much more precious than any martial arts method.

So he gradually walked through this long street.

At the end of the street, on a three-foot high flagpole, four large lanterns were raised.

Vermilion lanterns, black letters!

"Fengyun Inn".

Most of the inns are called "Ping'an", "auspicious", and "Yuelai....... These are all words that symbolize beauty, and this inn is called "Fengyun".

When the wind and clouds are together, everything moves.

Su Weiyun muttered: "No wonder this inn looks like business is very bad, why did it come up with such a name?" ”

Lao Jiu let out a sigh, paddling restlessly on the ground with his hooves, nodding his head constantly, and seemed to understand Su Weiyun's words, and was responding to him.

Su Weiyun said again: "But within a hundred miles, all the inns are closed, and suddenly only this one inn is open, don't you say strange?" ”

The old wine hung his head and was silent.

Su Weiyun said: "It's like someone has set a trap and is waiting for someone to take the bait, who are they waiting for?" Could it be me? ”

"No!"

Lao Jiu naturally didn't say these two words, and the person who spoke was in the inn.

A middle-aged scribe with a blue shirt and white pants and a clear face suddenly came out of the door of the inn, and Shi Shiran saluted Su Weiyun.

"I've seen Master Su."

Su Weiyun asked curiously, "Do you know my surname is Su?" ”

The middle-aged scribe said: "I also know that Master Su has only come back from the northwest, and I heard that he has fought with the 'Three Friends of the Year and the Cold'. ”

Su Weiyun said: "Your news is quite well-informed. ”

The middle-aged scribe said: "So Lord Su can rest assured that he will live in this inn, because we are a family." ”

Su Weiyun nodded, no longer hesitated, and walked into the Fengyun Inn with the old wine.

- He already knew that this must be the people of the Blue Dragon Society, the territory of the Blue Dragon Society.

- Only the Blue Dragon Society can have such well-informed news.

······

Night.

There are no stars and no moons, and the clouds are dark and the wind is high.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and there were two tables of wine.

This is a banquet set up by the Blue Dragon Club to catch the wind for Su Weiyun.

"Brother Gongsun Jing, there are two tables of banquets tonight, presumably not just for me, right?"

The middle-aged scribe was Gongsun Jing, one of the three hundred and sixty-five helmsmen of the Blue Dragon Society, and he was also a non-direct subordinate of Su Weiyun.

Gongsun Jing said with a smile: "Lord Su is watching, and the wonderful drama is still to come." ”

As soon as he finished talking, outside the inn, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and every step was extremely heavy.

Su Weiyun looked at Gongsun Jing and said casually: "There are nine good players here." ”

Bite!

There was a sudden sound outside the courtyard.

Gongsun Jing said: "Presumably the red-haired Jiujie of the Red-haired Gang has arrived, and they love to mark the wall with gold rings. ”

Su Weiyun replied lightly: "Oh." ”

When it was too young, there was a loud noise outside the courtyard, like a dense rain knocking on the window, and the war drums thundering.

Gongsun Jing said: "This is the sound of horses stepping on the stone street, Master Su might as well guess, how many horses are there in total?" ”

Su Weiyun said: "Don't guess, eight horses." Eight horses are good horses, but none of them are as good as the old wine. ”

The old liquor was also beside him, and he was drinking the spirits one by one, drinking more than the human body.

Gongsun Jing's eyes showed admiration, and he gave a thumbs up and said: "Master Su is really powerful, this is the eight swords of the fierce wind on Taihang Mountain!" ”

Hiss!

A horse's neighing sounded, and the neighing seemed to penetrate through the clouds and go straight to heaven.

Su Weiyun finally couldn't help but praise: "Good horse! ”

The smile on Gongsun Jing's face was even stronger: "If the white horses of the White Horse Gang are not good horses, I am afraid that there are very few good horses in this world." ”

Although the Red Hair Gang, Taihang Quick Knife, and White Horse Gang are not such mysterious and terrifying sects, they are also big gangs on the majestic side.

What brought them together in front of the little Fengyun Inn on the same night?

Gongsun Jing suddenly bowed and said, "My lord, forgive me, I missed you for a moment." I'm going to greet the foreigners. ”

"Outsiders? Outsiders come from afar, and they should welcome each other, but why do they come? ”

Gongsun Jing explained: "The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is crowded, all for profit. They are all a bunch of unprofitable people who can't afford to be early, and they don't have a big enough deal, how can they be invited? ”

Su Weiyun said: "Big enough deal? I'd like to hear about it. ”

Gongsun Jing laughed and said: "Haha, this deal is useless for adults, but for them, it can make a big fuss!" ”

"What I'm going to sell them is the legendary Peacock Feather of Peacock Villa!"

Su Weiyun glared and said, "Peacock Ling, is the Peacock Feather in your hands?" ”

Gongsun Jing said again: "Naturally not, it's just that I have the drawings of the Peacock Feather in my hand, and if I get the drawings, I will naturally have the opportunity to create a genuine Peacock Feather." ”

"But you know that there are some amazing things that you may not be able to make, even if you have drawings? Your drawings probably won't be as good as you think. ”

Gongsun Jing smiled: "I don't have to tell those people. ”

Su Weiyun exhaled and said, "Okay, then you can please go." ”

.......

There was no one to be seen on the long street, and every house was closed.

A gold ring was nailed to the wall at the entrance of the inn, but eight steel knives were stuck in the flagpole.

There was also a white horse, standing alive on the eaves, and its four legs did not move at all, as if it had been rooted.

There was no sound in the Fengyun Inn, and the guests who were originally staying in the hotel had already slipped through the back door when they saw this golden ring and eight steel knives.

Gongsun Jing walked over slowly.

He flicked it slightly, and his long sleeves flew up, bringing a gust of wind. The white horse was frightened, and with another long neigh, he jumped down from the eaves.

Gongsun Jing supported the horse's belly with both hands, gently put the horse on the ground, patted the horse's belly, and said, "Go back and take your master, just say that there are good friends waiting for him here." ”

The white horse seemed to understand people's intentions, and immediately spread its four hooves and galloped away.

The middle-aged Wentu casually pulled out the gold ring on the side of the door, walked into the inn, and slapped it on the flagpole, and the eight steel knives immediately fell down at the same time.

The middle-aged Wentu had long sleeves rolled up again, and he had rolled the eight knives in his sleeves, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the flag?" ”

A thin figure suddenly swept out of the inn, climbed the flagpole like an ape, and was already at the head of the pole in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, a large flag flew out of the clubhead.

On the snow-white flag, the long black dragon embroidered with teeth and claws seems to fly away from the clouds!