Volume 2 - Growth Chapter 107 - Burning the Inn

There was a loud shout from upstairs, and everyone's eyes turned upstairs. Hearing a loud noise, Xiang Fei directly broke the wooden fence and flew down from the second floor.

"Crackling!"

"Whoosh!"

I heard the sound of a crockpot breaking outside the door, and a pungent smell reached the nasal cavity.

"Be careful! It's fire oil! ”

As soon as Zhang Danshen's words fell, a series of flaming feather arrows suddenly passed through the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window and shot into the house.

"Boom!"

When the scissors of the rocket fell to the ground and touched the oil, the fire suddenly broke out.

The unlucky ones closest to the door of the house were already stained with fire oil, and at this moment, the fire was ignited all of a sudden, and they became "fire people" in a blink of an eye.

Screams, fires, and other noisy sounds mingled together, breaking the silence and cold of the snowy night.

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

"It's the official army! Quick, everybody, get outside! ”

When Li Changfeng saw the arrow, he recognized it at a glance that this arrow was used by officers and soldiers. The long sword was unsheathed, the internal force was fully displayed, and the main door was directly broken open with a sword.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Li Changfeng's words fell, a burst of feather arrows poured in from the window again. A few people rushed to the front, and several arrows fell in response.

Seeing this, the people in the house who were martial arts all took out their weapons one after another and arrived at the flying arrow feathers. Even so, there are still people around him who keep falling.

"Quick, save Wu, old Wu senior......"

Xiang Fei, who flew down from upstairs, spat blood in his mouth and grabbed Wu Kang's trouser legs.

"Salvia, you take him out first! Senior Wu handed it over to me to go upstairs! ”

"It's too dangerous! I'll just go! ”

When Wu Kang heard this, he squeaked at Zhang Danshen, and he was about to rush up. At this moment, a long arm stopped in front of Wu Kang.

Guan Shouting said, took a step and rushed upstairs.

"Uncle Guan......"

"Danshen, you go first, I have to help Uncle Guan!"

"Salvia! Salvia! ”

Wu Kang watched the fire get bigger and bigger, squeaked at Zhang Danshen, and rushed upstairs with a step, no matter how Zhang Danshen shouted.

"Salvia, the fire is too big! Go first, I'm sure nothing will happen to them! ”

The old beggar shouted at Zhang Danshen, and when Zhang Danshen heard this, he gritted his teeth and helped Xiang Fei to rush out.

Arrows poured into the house like a tidal wave. Soon there were only a few good players left in the room, and they kept arriving at the flying arrows with their weapons.

Pity the shopkeeper and Xiao Er of this small inn, who originally had no quarrel with the world. But how can there be eggs under the nest? The two were also killed by several arrows at this time.

"I'll help you!"

The scholar held a paper fan, and in a flash, he came to Zhang Danshen and the three of them, and shot down all the flying arrow feathers.

"Thank you, senior!"

"Let's go!"

The old beggar and Zhang Danshen were not promises, so they thanked him, helped Xiang Fei and rushed out of the door.

"You go first! I'll go up and take a look! ”

"Senpai, be careful!"

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! Sou! ”

Li Changfeng showed his light skills, squeaked at everyone in the house, and was about to rush out of the door. The big man on the side exclaimed, and the whole person rushed towards Li Changfeng.

A burst of feather arrows shot from the window behind the house, and the big man was hit by several arrows in the chest, blocking Li Chang's fatal wounds.

"Afterlife......

"Let's go! Come on! ”

The big man vomited blood, got up from the ground in pain, and threw the three-ring broadsword in his hand out of the window. The broadsword broke out of the window, bent its bow and arrows at the back door, and was about to fire a second salvo of soldiers, when he was suddenly knocked to the ground by the flying broadsword.

When the rest of the soldiers saw it, they hurriedly bent their bows and arrows to gather fire. The big man screamed, flipped the table to the side, grabbed the table legs, and blocked the gap with his body and the table.

"Let's go!"

The corners of the big man's mouth were constantly spilling blood foam, but his face was full of smiles.

Everyone was full of grief in their hearts, but they had no choice but to be ruthless and rush out the door. The fire burned continuously, and the pillars of the inn collapsed one by one.

The old beggar and Zhang Danshen supported Xiang Fei and rushed out of the door blocked by the fire with everyone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed out of the sea of fire, a sword blade swung out, and a few people in front of them only felt a cold light flash in front of them, and a stabbing pain came from their necks, and then they fell over and lost their breath.

"Senior, be careful!"

The blade of the sword went straight for the old beggar, and the scholar reacted quickly, and in a flash, he waved his fan to block it.

"Smack!"

Unexpectedly, the blade of the sword flashed, and the scholar's fan broke off in response. On the scholar's chest, there was a cut.

The scholar spat out a mouthful of blood, holding half of the fan in his hand, the upper half of which fell to the ground and was consumed by the flames.

"Afterlife!"

The old beggar looked at the fallen scholar, and his voice was full of sadness.

The old beggar looked up and saw a familiar face in front of him.

"Yun Biaolong?!"

The old beggar looked at the familiar and much older face in front of him, and squeezed out three words from his mouth.

"Tao Zihui, I didn't expect it to be you! Suffer death! ”

When Yun Biaolong saw the old beggar, he was surprised and delighted, and the blade of the sword in his hand stabbed at the old beggar again.

The old beggar was sealed by Wu Ming with a needle because of the previous poison, and at this time, in the face of Yun Biaolong, the old beggar had no power to fight back, so he could only watch the sword come to his neck.

Just when the old beggar felt helpless, a sword blade came from behind and helped the old beggar stop Yun Biaolong's life. Yun Biaolong was caught off guard and was struck three steps away by this sword.

"Who?!"

Yun Biaolong stabilized his body, and was shocked by the internal force mixed with the sword just now, and immediately asked a sharp question.

"Li Changfeng"

As the voice came out, a figure stepped out from behind the old beggar.

Yun Biaolong was shocked when he heard this, and then smiled evilly: "It's really unexpected that the broken inn in a small town can accommodate so many big Buddhas!" ”

At the same time, I heard a muffled snort and a loud noise from the second floor. A figure fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the snow.

Everyone looked at it, and that figure was Guan Shouting. Guan Ting was mixed up and down at the moment, hanging colors everywhere, and the corners of his mouth were still oozing blood. Guan Shouting, who fell in the snow, turned over directly, covered his chest, and rushed forward without the slightest hesitation.

When Guan Shouting got up, a second figure fell upstairs, Guan Shouting jumped up, caught it, and the two of them smashed heavily into the snow together.

Facing the two people who fell from the sky, everyone couldn't help but move their eyes to the gap on the second floor, only to see a familiar old figure appearing in the gap with a smile.

"Brother Meng!"

Yun Biaolong smiled, waved at the man upstairs, and said hello.

The man jumped down from the upper floor and stood in the snow with Yun Biaolong.

"Meng Yi?"

The old beggar looked at the "old acquaintance" who was about the same age as Yun Biaolong, and two words popped out of his mouth.

Meng Yi smiled slightly and said, "It's been five years since I last saw you, but I didn't expect you to still be so radiant and majestic!" ”