Chapter Eighty-Four: Whose Hand Is the Deer Dead?
When Murong Tilt and Xiao Tao returned to the inn, before they went upstairs, they found someone sneaking behind them.
She snorted softly, turned around slowly, and stared at the half of the cheeks exposed by the inn door, "What are you doing with me?"
The person outside the door walked in tremblingly, and at this time, the shopkeeper instantly ran over to block him from the door, and looked at him with contempt: "This is not a place where a beggar like you can enter, hurry up and get out of here, don't disturb my family's business", after speaking, he pushed the man hard.
The man was pushed by the shopkeeper, and his body fell to the ground like a willow branch, but he didn't make any sound, very stubborn.
Murong Tianran saw that the shopkeeper pushed the man out, and quickly went upstairs with a faint glance, until after eating at noon, he found that the man was standing far away opposite the inn, looking at the inn with his head slightly down.
"Miss, look at that person, why do you always follow us", Xiao Tao looked up at the door and said.
Murong Tianran didn't say anything, got up and walked out of the door of the inn, walked towards the man, raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked casually: "Why don't you die for your father after raising the money?"
"My father has been buried, and Miss paid for me, that is, to buy me, from now on, I will be Miss's person", the man still lowered his head slightly, but his voice was hearty and clear.
Murong Tanran was quite surprised, how could he always encounter old-fashioned things here? Then he asked suspiciously: "I'm afraid that the money I paid is not enough to bury your father, how can I buy you?"
The man suddenly knelt on the ground, leaned down, and kowtowed firmly in his words: "Please Miss accept me", and after finishing speaking, he looked up at Murong Tianran fixedly.
"Get up, since I didn't plan to buy you, I wouldn't have any intention of accepting you, and besides, don't follow me anymore, otherwise I'll ......", Murong Tianran said this, and his phoenix eyes suddenly exuded a chill, mixed with a little murderous aura, and glanced at the man.
The man was stunned, as if he was frightened, and quickly regained his demeanor, his fingertips brushed aside a few strands of black hair hanging down his cheeks, and said resolutely: "Since Miss has paid the money, I will keep my promise and serve Miss."
Xiao Tao was also very surprised, the money paid by Miss was only a few copper plates, not to mention burying her father, even food and clothing could not be solved, why did this man have to ask Miss to accept him, suddenly, Xiao Tao felt that this matter was by no means simple, and whispered in Murong Tianran's ear: "Miss, this matter is probably boring."
Murong Tanran knew that he didn't want to entangle with the man anymore, so he waved his hand at the man and said, "You leave quickly, don't pester me anymore", after speaking, he turned around and walked towards the inn.
Suddenly, the sensitive ear heard the extremely subtle sound of the blade being pulled out, and without hesitation, he turned around and pushed Xiao Tao away, but because he didn't have time to take out the flying knife, he simply took off the hairpin on his head to block the dagger that stabbed him.
"Ding", the stabbing dagger split her hosta into two pieces, and Murong Tianran swept towards the man with a roundabout kick, but unexpectedly, the man had a little effort and dodged.
Because the hairpin was taken off, the black hair like a waterfall fell down, Murong Ranran shook off the black hair, and looked coldly at the man who was still praying for her just now: "Who is coming?"
Xiao Tao staggered a few steps and did not fall, and saw the man attacking Miss with a dagger in his hand, and quickly ran to Miss Miss, opened his arms to protect him, and looked at the man vigilantly with a delicate little face.
At this moment, more than a dozen masked people dressed in black rushed out from around, holding scimitars, eager to try.
The streets that used to be noisy and bustling were instantly empty, and the vendors even put their stalls aside and ran wildly, but now, there is nothing more important than giving up their money to save their lives.
Xu has never seen this kind of scene, the owner of the inn actually closed the door at the first time, on the second floor of the inn, the window on the left was suddenly pushed open, and the unusually handsome face shouted impatiently: "Who, so noisy, don't you know that Uncle Ben is sleeping"?
When he finished shouting, he was stunned in the next second, and the corners of his mouth twitched to reveal a smile that was more ugly than crying: "You..... You go on..... Continue".
Murong Tianran only heard a "bang", the window closed violently, she smiled mockingly, glanced at the black-clothed people surrounding them, and said: "Who is coming?"
The man with the dagger in his hand had already faded from his pitiful appearance, looked at Murong Tanran with a cold expression, and said contemptuously: "It's really a toast and don't eat and drink, hmph, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that if you don't hand him over, you will go to hell to think about it."
Murong Tianran was stunned at first, why did this sentence sound so familiar? Seemingly...... It's her lines.
"Whoever kills the deer, it's better to rely on their own ability", after Murong came back to his senses, as soon as his words fell, there were already three more small flying knives on his fingertips, and the other hand was behind his back, and with a strong wave, the flying knives flew towards the man who was speaking.
When the flying knife stabbed at the man, Murong Tianran pulled out the dagger from the side of his calf, and his feet were like the wind, and he fought with the man in black without chaos.
The man used his dagger to block the flying knife, tapped his toes, flew out of the encirclement, and watched from afar.
But after a few rounds, obviously, Murong Tianran has some people who are weak in strength, and Xiao Tao's kung fu can protect herself, if she fights, she is afraid that she will lose her life, so on the one hand, she protects Xiao Tao, and on the other hand, she blocks the scimitar that keeps slashing with one hand.
Gradually, a little powerless, "hiss", the sharp scimitar mercilessly slashed Murong Tianran's arm, if she hadn't dodged quickly, one arm would have to be explained.
Xiao Tao looked at the bright red arm in horror, and screamed at a loss: "Ah..... Miss".
"Who are you?" Murong Tanran didn't have time to pay attention to Xiao Tao in a panic, and while blocking the scimitar, she shouted coldly, in fact, she understood very well that there were many people at the moment, and she had to protect Xiao Tao, so it was impossible for her to grow three heads and six arms to take over a dozen scimitars alone.
"Haha.... Didn't you say that whoever dies depends on his own ability? How? Scared now? Haha", the man stood far away, looking at Murong Tilt's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help laughing wildly.
Murong Tianran also smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, in my dictionary, I have never been afraid of this word", after speaking, he gritted his teeth, tried his best, and quickly wiped out the two black-clothed people.
With the fall of the man in black, the bloody streetside was bright red and dazzling, the breeze rose, and the blood stains flowing on the ground quickly solidified, and there were only eight or nine of the dozen black-clothed people left, even if they were injured by Murong Tianran's dagger, the knife edge was bright red, and they were still as fierce as a tiger, not silent, as if they didn't know the pain, like a dead corpse.