Half an hour later—

In one of the rooms of the inn, two large steaming wooden barrels stood side by side.

Nie Hui sat in one of the barrels, his handsome and fair face was slightly reddened by the heat, revealing his upper body thin and well-proportioned, although he had a little sickly thinness, but he did not show the slightest weakness, and the originally high bun was spread out at this time, looming under the rose petals fluttering back and forth, lazy and wanton in the mist, and it gave birth to a bit of light and light sexy.

Of course, this sensuality didn't last long.

When Nie Huo saw that he was almost soaked, he arched his waist, wrinkled his nose and sniffed all corners of his body, and repeatedly confirmed whether there was still a peculiar smell on his body in an obscene posture.

It wasn't until he was so perverted that he didn't even let go of ten toes that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Nie Huo stared at his bony hands, his expression was stunned for a while, and he fell into deep thought.

In fact, he remembered very clearly that no matter what level of evil spirit, the reason why everyone was so frightened was that when the evil spirit was refined, it had experienced powerful pain, and it gathered resentment all over its body, and colliding with the living would definitely cause people's resentment to enter the body.

Therefore, this evil thing must not be touched.

But he grabbed it with his bare hands in a hurry, and even pinched it to explode, but his body was not half abnormal, was there something wrong with the classic records, or after many years, the evil combat effectiveness has declined?

What's also particularly strange is that the evil cult has no intention of attacking him from beginning to end, otherwise with his ability, he is definitely not its opponent, and he still has such a little self-knowledge.

Of course, as long as he knows this kind of thing that hurts his prestige, he will not reveal it to others.

So he kicked open the door of the inn with the beggar in his hand, and saw that he was covered in blood and successfully shocked everyone present, and he didn't explain much, so he glanced around with a smile, especially when he saw Ah Wu and his father, he felt that the other party was a lot more restrained, and his heart was happy, and finally his eyes fell on the proprietress who looked a little guilty, and his tone was quite friendly: "That living green son has been removed, you don't have to worry, it's just ...... Please prepare two buckets of hot water, and this brother and I will clean them. ”

The proprietress immediately nodded like pounding garlic, not to mention two buckets of hot water, even two buckets of gold she could find a way to get them.

So, taking advantage of the gap in boiling water, Nie Huo sat down again and thoroughly picked up the little black history about beggars with a room of people.

It's not that Nie Huo really has any great interest in this half-blind stupid beggar, a large part of the reason why he sits down and chats with a room full of people is disgusting them.

He can firmly remember how the people in the house left him alone in cold blood to fight with the evil spirits, and now he is smelly of fish, coupled with the strong smell of beggars, which makes this group of people turn blue, but because of the embarrassment and embarrassment to cover his nose, Nie Huo is happy.

In particular, whenever a beggar hears someone mention his name, he will inexplicably perk up and happily turn several times in a row.

That gust of wind was blowing and it was devastating.

Then under the tangled expressions of everyone, the two buckets of hot water were finally prepared, and the moment the hot water was carried up, everyone's eyes were filled with tears, as if it was not the two men who were going to be sent away, but the two thatched houses, it is estimated that the proprietress was really smoked enough, and took the initiative to spread layers of rose petals into the bucket.

As a result, there is a scene of one person bathing in a bucket at this moment.

Nie Huo stared at his palm for a long time, still confused about the fact that he could touch the evil spirit, so he simply stopped dwelling on it, anyway, no matter how he looked at it, the situation seemed to be in his favor.

It's the stupid beggar, he just listened to the gossip of the audience, and couldn't help but sigh sincerely, his identity is really not ordinary.

Qin bandit wind, brilliant to the wind, the name is also pleasing to the ear. Nie Huo seems to be able to imagine how this person used to be high-spirited and arrogant, but now he has fallen to this, and he doesn't know if it is really as everyone said, he has been punished by God.

Thinking so, Nie Huo subconsciously turned his head to look at the other wooden barrel behind him, but he was stunned.

it, what about people?

Nie Huo stood up suddenly, and suddenly remembered that as soon as he entered the house, he hurriedly undressed and drilled into the water, pushing Qin Bandit Feng to another bucket at will, thinking that he would go in himself, so he didn't care about him anymore.

"Qin Bandit Feng?"

Nie Huo stepped out of the barrel with his long legs, and tentatively called out the other party's name, normally speaking, the other party must have been excited to get up and turn his head again when he heard his name, but after waiting for a long time, the barrel did not move.

Worried that Qin Bandit Feng would not be able to take a bath and drown under the water, Nie Huo reached out around the edge of the bucket and plucked the petals all the way to the bottom of the water, and he put all his thoughts in the wooden barrel, wondering if Qin Bandit Feng didn't come in, his already wet bare feet suddenly kicked something, one slipped, and Nie Huo "snapped" and fell.

With a familiar rancid breath in his nose, Nie Huo glared at Qin Bandit Feng who was sleepy-eyed and angry, and gritted his teeth in anger, these two people actually curled up outside the barrel and fell asleep!

And Qin Bandit Feng was woken up by smashing halfway through his sleep, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Nie Huo lying on top of him without an inch, puffing out, watery, and fragrant.

Then, Qin Bandit Feng showed a shy smirk, stretched out his hands, and hugged Nie Huo's waist very naturally.

Nie Huo's brain "buzzed".

"You hurry up and let Lao Tzu go!!"