The Yuelai Inn has become a mess.

More than 100 people from the rivers and lakes poured into the Yuelai Inn.

Someone entered through the main entrance.

More from the sky!

They landed on the patio outside the firewood house in the backyard.

The patio was not large, so many people were still standing on the roof.

The roofs are full of people on all sides.

Yuelai Inn has been besieged by more than 100 people in the rivers and lakes.

The door to the firewood room had been broken.

Four bodies were already lying in the doorway.

Xiaoqin held the knife in her left hand and put down the bowl in her right hand.

He looked up at the bright knives and guns outside the room, and then looked back at the bowl where half of the rice was left.

After thinking about it, he still put down the knife in his hand and picked up the chopsticks.

Just under the gaze of many people outside the door, he began to eat in a big gulp!

The pitch-black coffin was right next to him.

On the lid of the coffin are five plates of dishes.

The dishes on the plate were almost empty, as were the two bowls for rice.

He seems to have eaten two bowls of rice.

But he's still eating the third bowl.

He must be hungry.

So even though he knew that he would not be able to escape, he still decided to die after he was full.

Two men with knives at the door swallowed, they looked at each other, and when they looked at Xiaoqin again, their eyes showed a fierce light.

"Want to get on the road when you're full?"

"Even if Lord Yama agrees, Lao Tzu won't give you this opportunity!"

The two stepped in, raised their knives, and shouted: "Go to death!" ”

Two cold rays of cold light wrapped in the howling cold wind, and just like that, they slashed towards Xiaoqin's head.

It was in that moment.

Xiaoqin's right hand was still holding the chopsticks, but she had already grasped the knife placed on the coffin.

His cheeks were still wriggling, and his eyes were even in the bowl.

He swung a knife at his hand.

Sweep!

An arc of light streaked through.

His knife had been placed on the coffin.

The two men who rushed in suddenly covered their abdomen, and their faces showed expressions of extreme pain.

They staggered back.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground.

They exited the door of the firewood house.

"Poof" fell on the snow.

The blood in the abdomen came out at this time.

It flows fast.

So he stained the snow on the ground.

The man at the door took two steps back unconsciously, a foot away from the threshold.

A short distance of one zhang is just a matter of longitudinal, but now in their eyes, the threshold is like the ghost gate!

Xiaoqin continued to eat.

Originally, he ate very slowly.

Because he cherishes every meal.

What's more, this meal tastes so good.

He wanted to enjoy it carefully.

Ming'er ...... promised to give the brother ten taels of silver, but the place in Zhou Yuan was obviously a tiger's den in Longtan.

The money must be returned.

Then you must work hard to get yourself out of the tiger's den in Longtan alive.

But now, it seems that Zhou Peel can't wait.

He sent so many people......

Xiaoqin has some regrets.

He also had two wounds on his body that had not yet healed.

One was left by Zhu Youxian, the eight-step soul chaser of the beggar gang, and he cut Zhu Youxian's stomach with a knife, but Zhu Youxian's dog-beating stick fell on his waist.

There was some pain in the lower back.

The other wound was a little more serious.

It was left by Murong Ruyan of Gusu Murong.

She stabbed Murong Ruyan's abdomen with a knife, but her smoke-like sword also pierced her abdomen.

It's just that I'm a little more experienced.

The sword didn't hurt the internal organs too much.

If it was in the past, it would have been restored in three to five months.

But this time I have to hurry, and I have to arrive in Zhouzhuang before the fifteenth day of the first month.

He didn't get a break.

Just apply two doses of plaster to the wound to stop bleeding, and then wrap it with the cloth.

Once the movement is more violent, the wound will burst and it will bleed again.

He tried to avoid bleeding himself.

Because the blood flowed more, the man became weak.

Now it seems that it may not work without bloodshed.

He finished his last bite of food.

The bowl was clean and there was not a grain of rice left.

He stood up and tightened the cloth bag around his waist so that the enemy could not see that he was wounded.

Otherwise, those enemies will pounce on them like wolves smelling blood.

His hand fell on the coffin again.

Knocked three times very naturally.

Then he picked up his two knives and stood in front of the door.

It was very windy.

It was overcast.

It looks like it's going to snow again.

The people in the courtyard brandished their weapons and pressed towards him step by step.

Suddenly, the roof of the firewood house broke.

Someone fell from the roof.

Xiaoqin's eyebrows frowned.

There's that coffin in the house!

He took a step back.

Turn around.

A shot was coming at him in the back.

A knife was coming at his head.

There was also a sword, which was slashing at his abdomen.

Outside the door.

The group of people suddenly launched a fierce attack, and they shouted and walked through the snow, and the snow suddenly danced wildly.

They wield knives.

Hit on both sides!

Chang Baishu and Wei Changhe, who were standing on the roof in the distance, squinted at each other.

They all laughed.

No one has three heads and six arms.

The sixteen-year-old boy named Xiaoqin couldn't care about the front and back no matter how fast he used the knife.

Therefore, he will surely die!

But at this moment.

Chang Baishu was suddenly startled.

He saw a knife!

A large knife that exudes a chill!

That knife slashed down from the left side outside the wood door!

Wei Changhe was startled almost at the same time, he looked to the right!

There was also a cold knife slashing down on the right side of the chaimen.

Two knives.

Seal the door of the firewood room!

Two knives, slashing to death the two people who just rushed to the door!

Two knives to the ground.

The two landed.

They wear face masks, but they look young.

One left and one right, they stood at the door like door gods.

door.

Xiaoqin slashed three times between the lightning and flint.

There were only two screams.

Because one of them had his head slashed and flew out.

There are still people on the roof.

Xiaoqin didn't fly out to kill.

Because he had to keep the coffin.

He looked back.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan and Amu also looked into the room at this moment.

Xiaoqin grinned.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan shrugged: "Thank us again for being alive." ”

"Good!"

The enemy is coming.

More people, more weapons, more shouts of killing, and so more wailing.

The fight inside and outside the firewood room became white-hot at this moment.

The wooden firewood room simply could not withstand the impact of those weapons and corpses.

It collapsed with a bang.

Xiaoqin stood in the cold wind.

The coffin was buried under thatch.

The knives in the hands of Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan were even sharper than this cold wind.

Blood spilled into the air as their knives rose.

When the fat proprietress came to this backyard, she saw the flowers condensed by the countless blood in the wind.

It would have been beautiful.

But her firewood house collapsed, and it would take a lot of silver to repair it, so she was very angry!

So, she stepped into the blood flower in one step.

She roared, "You guys are damn these days! ”

"Isn't it good to fight outside the old lady's shop?"

"Let's all die!"

Her hand reached into her arms.

And then......

Su Meng, who had just come over, saw the silver flying in the sky!!

Silver with blood!

Money, which costs human life!

Chang Baishu on the roof in the distance was suddenly shocked:

"Fortune Boy...... Silver as life! ”