There was silence in the inn for a moment, and even the owner did not say anything.

"Who are you?" the bearded man raised his long sword to the black-armored man, and asked slightly drunk, "You killed my head Demon Mountain?"

"Foul mouth, shut your foul mouth," the egghead behind him screamed tremblingly.

"Oh, your head is the Demon Mountain?" said the black-armored man as he pulled out a giant sword from behind his back.

The greatsword was longer than a man, with an elegant white-glazed hilt, a silver cross gauntlet, and a blade as dark as black smoke.

If the eyes of everyone in the hotel when they looked at the steel sword were envious, then they were shocked and excited when they looked at the giant sword, although they didn't know the name of this giant sword, but they thought it must be a legendary famous sword.

......

If the stinky mouth can close his mouth, he will not be nicknamed Stinky Mouth, and under the command of the Magic Mountain, he usually does a lot of burning, killing and looting, and the violent spirit in his chest is not weak.

"Dog mongrel, I ask who you are," the bearded man saw that the black-armored man did not answer his words, and angrily raised his steel sword and stabbed forward.

As soon as the voice stopped, the strong man only rushed out a few steps, and then stopped abruptly and fell down with a "boom".

Blood gushed out from the strong man's neck, staining a large area of the ground red.

It was only at this time that everyone reacted, and several people who were close to the strong man hurriedly retreated to the side, none of them could see how the black-armored man swung his sword, but they just felt a black light flash, and then the beard fell.

"It's still a little bit worse, the wound is deep. Jones shook his head a little disappointed, spurting out so much blood because his swordsmanship was not meticulous enough.

In the past few days, when he is free, he has also become familiar with the 'cold ice'.

Cold Ice is much lighter than his black sword, and although it is much less powerful to wield, it is more than twice as fast, making it suitable for hand-to-hand combat when dismounting.

And it's far sharper than any steel, making it even more terrifying.

......

Egg Head half-squatted, holding a long sword, his legs trembled a little, looked left and right, and found that the door of the inn had been blocked by the silver-armored woman, so he retreated and prepared to run upstairs.

"You and he are both Magic Mountain's men?" Jones asked, looking at Egghead, who was ready to flee at any moment.

"Yes...... No," the egghead replied with a shudder.

"Whoa, why don't we sit down and have a drink and talk?" the little devil clapped suddenly, drawing his eyes to him.

Egghead took the opportunity to quickly take a few steps back and rushed upstairs.

Jones kicked hard with his right foot, held his sword in both hands, and stabbed forward with great speed.

A terrible scream rang out, and the egghead's body was pierced by the ice and nailed to the stairs.

In a few moments, blood poured out of his mouth.

Egghead also stopped screaming in the struggle, and when the ice was pulled out, he fell down the stairs with a thud.

......

The smell of blood gradually spread, and there was a dead silence in the inn, except for the blood flowing from the stairs, ticking on the ground.

"Well, you've ruined the pleasure of eating. The little devil grumbled.

"I think it's better," Jones said, taking the ice behind his back and glancing at everyone in the inn, shopkeepers, blacksmiths, merchants, boatmen, wandering samurai, people of all shapes.

Everyone looked back when they saw him.

Before he knew it, Jones had gone from being a somewhat overwhelmed chick when he first entered the inn to a hunter who scrutinized everyone.

"Forget it, there's no more energy to interrogate one by one," Jones thought.

With the sound of sonorous footsteps, Jones walked up to Tyrion, "I'll lend you something." ”

"Whoa," Jones removed the Lannister coat of arms from his chest under Tyrion's feeble blow.

"Which of you plays for the lion?" Jones asked, holding aloft the golden lion crest, scanning the crowd.

"My lord, I'm a trout man. ”

"My lord, I'm going to the north to help the wolf. ”

The noise began to sound, and none of the people he was staring at said they were working for the Lannisters.

"Very well, since we are all enemies of the lion," Jones threw the coat of arms to the ground, "then prove it by deeds, and each one of us goes up and stomps on it." Remember, Lannister, there are debts to be paid. ”

......

"You've insulted the Lannisters by doing so," Tyrion said to Jones in a flat tone as he took a glass of ale and sipped his glass.

He had just tried to stop the innkeepers, but under Jones's warning eyes, they all made a wise choice.

"More than once, anyway," said Jones, tearing open the oil-dripping roast leg of lamb, "and I caught your brother with my own hands." ”

"Beneath the kind exterior, there is a black heart hidden, damn it, I always forget that. Tyrion said, taking a sip.

"You Lannisters are the most despicable," Daisy replied angrily, "but you live like a poisonous snake despite having sharp claws." ”

"Love covers people's eyes, and I don't argue with women in love. ”

"I don't want to talk to a gnome who has slept with all the prostitutes of Westeros. ”

"I feed them, and not all of them are as noble as you, my miss. Tyrion retorted.

"Ahem," Jones reminded with a cough, interrupting the endless bickering, "we need to get an early rest tonight, and we need to cross the river early tomorrow." ”

......

It turns out that even a noble-born woman holds a grudge.

When Jones tied up the little devil and threw it in the next room, Daisy took the opportunity to tie it up a few more times, and she ended up tied up like a worm that could only wriggle, and at the same time a bug with a gagged mouth.

But now no one cares about the little devil, at least after Jones said that, the little devil next door has been completely forgotten by the two.

"Your wound must not touch the water," Jones stammered, "and I'll give you a bath." ”

There was silence in the room, except for the occasional rustle of the treetops.

The moonlight shines through the window, flushing Daisy's cheeks, and her long eyelashes move gently in the moonlight.

In the end, she only nodded slightly, and the flush was successively stained on the base of her ears and neck......

The slight sound of water began to sound, and both of them seemed to be mute, except for heavy breathing.

......

The moonlight shines on the mountains in the distance as white as snow, and the crystal river passes through the peaks to the flat plain, and the breeze blows gently through the mountains, blowing across the plain, and the earth returns with a gentle murmur.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of water, bringing Daisy's thoughts back to reality.

"No," said Daisy, weakly, "it will be a disgrace to the whole family for a noble daughter to surrender her virginity before marriage. ”

Jones looked at her slightly trembling lips and kissed them deeply.

For a long time, the lips parted.

"Back in Riverrun, we'll get married. He said firmly.

......

The walls of the room were thin, and the sound of bathing and kissing made Tyrion think of Shae, the innocent but skillful woman.

Gradually, he felt his body become hot.

"Damn, I curse you. ”

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic birdsong at the door.

"Woooooooo

After a while, a dark shadow came in, he had black eyes and black hair, a short beard, thin as bones, and some shabby leather armor, and a mocking smile on his face when he saw the tightly wrapped Tyrion.

This man is none other than the mercenary Bolon, a mercenary who can take out the captain of the Eagle's Nest guard.

"Woo," Tyrion urged.

Boron didn't help him loosen his ties, but put him on his shoulder, and like a black shadow, he drilled out again with a 'bang'.

......

Jones suddenly moved, and Daisy, who was holding him in his arms, asked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"The people who have been with us these days have been taken away. ”

"Just let him go?"

"I won't let him go, and I won't put him in another room, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. ”

Daisy didn't say anything more, just put her face on the broad chest again. Here, she can think about nothing.