The woman's posture is slender, quite a lot of charming colors, between the steps of the slender waist, lotus steps, revealing a few more spring colors.

Luo Qiyue, the proprietress of the Crescent Inn, is a well-known vixen in Loulan, and the horse bandits near and far are irritated by her, even in this desert, they are coquettish.

He Busi only said lightly: "He Daxia doesn't dare to be, I just want to find Cao Yunjiao",

Luo Qiyue said with a smile: "It's not so easy to find Cao Yunjiao's big devil in this boundless desert, but if you are patient, you might as well wait here, he will definitely come here."

"The proprietress ......",

Several elderly people still have concerns in their hearts.

Luo Qiyue turned her head and glared at them coldly, and said: "What kind of old lady? I didn't hear He Daxia say that I came here to kill demons and eliminate demons?

was counted down by her, and everyone couldn't help but blush, and they didn't dare to refute it.

Luo Qiyue turned her head again, and said with a smile on He Busi: "He Daxia, please come in, the little woman will let people serve wine and food for you, and wash the dust."

Why don't you think: "No need, just find me a place to stay, I'll wait for him here",

Luo Qiyue said with a smile: "Of course, the place to settle is the little woman's crescent inn, He Daxia, please",

Then why not think about it and saw the blue flag of the crescent inn, the crescent inn on this village is the same as the crescent inn in the ancient city of Loulan in the past, the low earthen house, the window covered with a layer of dust, but the flag outside the door is brand new.

Outside the Guan, the horse bandits who drink blood with knives are not good at silk and bamboo, and they do not have the mood of Chinese inkers, they do not like plain and elegant places, and only like dirty places such as the Crescent Inn where they can drink wine and eat meat in large bowls.

He Busi is not a particular person, he has been crawling alone in the Jiangnan area since he was a child, and he is used to suffering, but when he approached the Crescent Inn, he somehow glanced keenly at the corner of the house, and then glanced at the two coffins to the east, and then approached the inn with his eyebrows.

There was already a guest in the inn, a pot-bellied man, dressed in a golden robe, wearing a large wrench on his middle finger, both in decoration and appearance. But why not think about it, but couldn't help but glance at him more.

Four servants in cloth and shirts sat at a table behind him, and there was wine and food at the table, but these four men neither drank nor ate, and they sat there without even moving.

Why don't you think about sitting down, Luo Qiyue said with a smile: "This is the God of Wealth, because of Cao Yunjiao, no one has set foot in this place now, and no one dares to go even if it is a hundred times more profitable, only the God of Wealth dares to touch the tiger's whiskers",

The middle-aged man who was called the God of Wealth said: "I was just lucky that I didn't run into him",

Luo Qiyue said with a smile: "Anyway, thank you, this place where birds don't can survive until now thanks to you, otherwise, those things that don't know what to do would have starved to death",

The God of Wealth said: "The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, I am just a businessman, don't forget to promise me what you do after you succeed",

"Nature is not to be forgotten",

The God of Wealth nodded, straightened the crown of hair on his head and said: "Cao Yunjiao is not easy to deal with, you be careful, I should be on the road",

Luo Qiyue said: "Doesn't the God of Wealth finish drinking this cup of wine?"

"I don't drink anymore",

With a wave of his hand, he got up and paced out of the inn, and the four men followed, their steps consistent with that of the God of Wealth throughout.

Why don't you think that the wine and food on the table have already come up.

I don't know if he felt the fierce momentum on his body or something else, the big man didn't dare to rudely smash the wine and food on the table like he did with horse bandits, but handled it gently, and after putting it away, he silently retreated.

Why don't you eat no more, no less, and chew slowly every time.

His ordinary iron sword was not placed on the table, but the point of the sword was on the ground, and the hilt leaned against him.

He was a true swordsman, never leaving his sword, and while it was ordinary, it meant a lot to him.

If something accompanies a person for a long time, no matter how ordinary it is, it will become unusual.

Luo Qiyue came with a slender waist, poured him wine with her own hands, and said with a smile: "Guanzhong is a long way to get here, and there is a lot of wind and cold along the way, He Daxia, please drink a glass of wine to warm up your body",

"Thank you, I don't drink",

Luo Qiyue blinked and said with a smile: "Don't drink... , then you have to relax, or I'll find you a woman?",

"It doesn't have to be",

He Busi shook his head, chewed the last bite of rice, stood up with his sword in his hand and said, "Lift the formation, please leave the people who are ambushed here, I will kill Cao Yunjiao alone",

Luo Qiyue's eyes flashed with surprise, and she immediately smiled: "I know that He Daxia is a person with a backbone, but it is better to be cautious about dealing with a master like Cao Yunjiao, and one more person will have a better chance of winning."

Why don't you think: "It has nothing to do with the wind and bones, please leave your people",

Let's go upstairs.

Luo Qiyue looked at his back meaningfully, suddenly smiled, and said, "You are from Guanzhong, have you ever heard of a monk named Wuchen?"

"Nope",

Luo Qiyue smiled: "I thought that monk was wooden enough, but I didn't expect you to be more incomprehensible than him."

......

Why didn't he wait for three whole days, during which he had been upstairs and had not taken a step, and the proprietress who was the owner had not even seen him; and then he was afraid that he would be hungry so he asked the cook to go upstairs to bring him some food, but he did not move his chopsticks.

Luo Qiyue suddenly remembered wolves, this animal is tough and cruel, when they eat, they will replenish their physical strength to the peak, and then they can maintain their physical strength for a long time without eating, they are very good at patience, but when they hunt, they will burst out with terrifying strength and wisdom.

This man's personality is exactly the same as that of a wolf.

On the evening of the third day, when night was about to fall, the temperature in the desert plummeted, and an astonishing killing intent filled for no reason, and the proprietress who was reading a book behind the counter of the inn suddenly raised her head.

"Coming",

There was a slight sound of footsteps upstairs, why not think about when he was already standing at the top of the stairs, the empty sleeve of his right arm was blown up by this cold killing intent, and he held the iron sword in his left hand, and his figure disappeared in place as soon as he moved, and Luo Qiyue's eyesight only saw a flash of light and shadow, and her fingers couldn't help but tremble.

The murderous aura is like a cold current, and the rich bloody aura is mixed in it, the further east you go, the heavier the killing machine becomes, the thicker the blood qi becomes, and after a mile away, this aura is already so strong that it can't even melt away.

The remnants of the sun like blood were sprinkled, and a figure like a god like a demon carried a bloody bone knife on his shoulder, and strode on the yellow sand.