Chapter 32 The Inn is Stormy II

Hua An's head was stunned in a big circle, and he was stunned

Hua An's head was stunned in a big circle, staring blankly at this group of people who suddenly came in. Xie Sancai was also a little confused, looking at this situation, it didn't seem that the flower thief wanted to pick flowers. Xie Sancai looked at Hua An and the man on the bed in a daze, thought for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "Brother, this is ...... Which one are you playing?"

Hua An looked at Xie Sancai and the others with grief and indignation, and then looked at the person on the bed who was still around his chest, and said with a sad face: "What are you doing here? Can you let people have a good rest?"

Xie Sancai coughed heavily a few times, and said hesitantly: "I, that, there was a shouting in your room, I heard it, and I thought it was...... Thought it was ......"

"Thinking that it was a flower thief picking flowers, the women of the good family shouted for help. Hua'an spoke up for Xie San first. Xie Sancai really breathed a sigh of relief and nodded awkwardly. After looking at Hua An and the man a few more times, he said, "Since it's not ...... That, the flower thief picks the flowers, and it is inconvenient for us to ...... That one...... It's been a long time. After speaking, he led a group of people to wait for the evacuation.

The general was about to withdraw, Xie Sancai closed the door for Hua An intimately, but couldn't help but remind him again: "Brother, Longyang must be moderate, and if you do too much, you will hurt yourself." ”

Huaan was speechless. Looking at Xie Sancai with empty eyes, Xie Sancai smiled "hehe" and finally closed the door.

Once again, only Hua An and the man were left in the room. The man looked at Hua An blankly several times, and said with a sad face, "You have ruined the innocence of others, but what can you do?"

Hua An gasped when he heard this, and he was really a white rabbit. Hua An looked at the man, expecting Ai Ai, unable to say a word. When the man saw Hua'an's situation, he howled again. Hua An was startled, afraid that the group of idlers outside would take out to catch Xie Sancai and thought that he was in Longyang, so he hurriedly went to the man's side, and covered the man's mouth with a big paw. The man wanted to howl but couldn't, so he had to make a "whimpering" sound.

The two of them were in a more beautiful situation at this time, Hua An didn't feel it, but the man blushed first. A pair of big watery eyes looked at Hua An's face, and Hua An's head jumped suddenly.

also felt that it was not appropriate to cover the man's mouth all the time, Hua An was uneasy to make an appointment with the man, "I...... I...... Let go of your hand, you ...... Don't call it anymore. ”

The man nodded obediently, and Hua An hesitated for a moment, considering whether it was true or false. When his thoughts were wandering and he realized that even if the man coaxed him for a while, there was nothing he could do, so he decisively let go of his hand.

Inch by inch the hand left the man's mouth, the man's eyes were still watery and still shining, and he really did not break his promise and howled again. One grabbed his silver-white saber, grabbed Hua An's Qinggang with the other hand, and with his own sword, he stabbed Hua An's throat again.

Hua An didn't have time to scold, a rolling gourd rolled over and got out of bed, picked up the wooden stool and smashed it on the top of the man's head. The man's sword was naturally not a vegetarian, and the three swords were slashed, and only half of the stool leg was left in Hua An's hand.

Throwing away the legs of the stool, Hua An picked up the larger wooden table, so he threw it at the man. This time, the man stopped cutting his sword, and with a sharp kick, the wooden table flew over Hua An's head and crashed into the wooden door.

The wooden door was also unstruck, and even the table and a door panel lay down in the hallway outside the room. Xie Sancai hadn't gone far before he heard the sound of a fight coming from Hua'an's room, and he climbed up to the guest room on the second floor, just in time to see this hot scene.

Xie Sancai is also a person who likes to watch the excitement, and this excitement is in front of him, if he doesn't watch it, then it is not his character.

So, he hurriedly stood in front of Hua'an Gate, where a piece of the door panel had been dropped, while chewing a few handfuls of peanuts he had just purchased from the hall downstairs, watching the play with relish. From time to time, when I saw the highlights, I could still shout a few hellos, and the black line at Hua'an's end, and the anger began to burn vigorously.

Reciting the sword technique silently in his mouth, his spiritual consciousness was quickly mobilized, and the Qinggang in the man's hand was buzzing, trembling constantly, wanting to get out of the man's clutches and return to the hands of his master, Hua An.

However, although that person's strength is not as good as Hua'an, he is not a light lord. The five fingers of his left hand tapped the hilt of the sword, and Qinggang's sword was stunned and had no way to get out, and it kept beating more violently.

The two of them held each other, and they both wanted to seize the control of the Qinggang Sword. But the Qinggang sword was now in that person's hand after all, and the man shouted, no longer caring about the trembling Qinggang, and stabbed at Hua'an with a sword.

When it was really encircling Wei to save Zhao, Hua'an had to stop chanting, but it was dangerous to avoid it. Hua Anzhong was also a little anxious, thinking that the current situation was too passive, so he no longer fought for Qinggang, but he really played his fists.

The tiger who punched was angry, and Xie San was not happy to see it and shouted hello. The green tendons on Hua An's forehead jumped again, and he secretly decided that when he solved that person first, he must give this person who loves to watch the excitement to taste some bitterness.

Xie Sancai didn't know that his fat beating was doomed, and he was sure that his face was even more red, and he looked even more elated. The cheers sounded from time to time, and Hua An was extremely annoyed, and he couldn't wait to leave that person first, so that he could teach Xie Sancai a lesson.

But Hua An thought so, but the man didn't want to. Hua'an's fist is certainly powerful, but the flesh palm is difficult to defeat the iron sword after all, and the man dances the sword densely and does not leak. Hua'an is difficult to enter, and he is very impatient.

He grabbed everything he could lift in the room and threw it at the man. The man sneered, and his moves were not out of order. Hua Anxin was very depressed, and it seemed that if he didn't recapture Qinggang, it would really be impossible.

The man seemed to know this stubble, and the Qinggang clasped with his left hand was very hard. Hua An suddenly clenched the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of hot and red blood spurted out, and the chanting of the incantation suddenly became louder. Like thunder, it shook the person and Xie Sancai by the door for a while, and Qing Gang took advantage of this time to get out of the person's hand and returned to Hua'an's palm.

As soon as Hua An got the natal weapon he had in hand, the battle situation was immediately different. Hua'an completely suppressed the man, and the more he fought, the more he shrank back, and the more he fought, the more he shrank back, but in just a few rounds, he was forced by Hua'an to squeeze in the corner. Hua An scolded lightly, and Qinggang's sword was sheng, and it went straight to the man's face. The man was very silver-white sword, but in the end he was helplessly knocked away by Hua'an's Qinggang, looking at the Qinggang sword that was getting closer and closer to his cheek, that person's heart was like ashes, and he sighed lightly, and was ready to usher in his imminent death.

However, waiting left and right, the Grim Reaper is not coming. The man opened his eyes suspiciously, and Qinggang's sword was only half an inch away from the center of his eyebrows. The cyan sword slashed, and although it didn't really stab, the man still felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows.