Go back to the point in time when the Hanakura Rebellion had just begun.

Hedong County.

It was already the end of winter and spring, but it was unusually heavy snow in the area of Hedong County, and the snow on the ground was more than a foot thick, and the snowflakes were still falling endlessly.

The road was covered with the intricate marks of horses' hooves and wheels, and was covered by fresh snow.

In the wind and snow, a bright wine flag is still fluttering more and more fiercely.

There are four big characters written on the wine flag: Jianghu Inn.

Jianghu Inn is a famous inn in Hedong County, because only those who are cultivating are allowed to enter.

Of course, it doesn't mean that people who don't have cultivation will be allowed to come in, but if ordinary people who don't know the situation come in and are accidentally injured and killed, the store is not responsible, and no one cares.

It is located in the most chaotic and mixed area of Hedong County, where secret transactions, intelligence sales, vendettas and even public evil are common, and in addition to guest houses, there are also luxuriously decorated brothels and casinos for guests to sell money.

However, the wine hall on the first floor is extremely simple, there is no singing platform, there is no ornate decoration on the floor, and the tables and chairs are all painted black, and there is no beauty to see.

However, if you do fight here, you will know that these tables and chairs are actually very sturdy and not easy to destroy. If you really break the store's things, the surviving party will compensate for it, which is also an unwritten rule in the Jianghu Inn.

In the midst of the howling wind and snow, two people walked in, one was a tall man with a sallow complexion, and the other was a young girl.

The two of them took off their cloaks and hats, shook off the residual snow on their bodies, and without greeting the shopkeeper, they found a table in the corner and sat down.

But at this moment, the whole inn lit up for a while.

The girl was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was petite. The temperament is weak, but it exudes a peerless spiritual show, which infects the entire space, like turning into a victory of empty mountains and spiritual rain.

Countless pairs of eyes were on the past.

In the Jianghu Inn, it is assumed that you don't want to eat anything, just take up a seat and chat. You also need to pay for a seat. However, both the shopkeeper and Xiao Er were stunned, embarrassed to ask for it, they had read countless people, and they had never seen such a peerless in their lives

Woman.

"Uncle, it's finally warmer, but I'm freezing to death outside. The girl's smile was bright and delicate, rubbing her jade hands, and under the light, her palm could pass through the light.

The uncle called out. Many young people breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The yellow-faced man had a tired look on his face, and he took a few breaths before he said, "Rest here for a while before you go on the road, and you will soon be home." ”

The girl sighed, "What if you get home? Daddy is not at home." ”

Her expression suddenly turned gloomy, and there was an indescribable purity in her pupils, so pure that it made people feel distressed: "He went to the battlefield to kill people again, is the battlefield so good?"

The yellow-faced man smiled: "Men aim to be famous, this is a truth since ancient times. ”

The girl said quietly: "Yes, you like to talk about great achievements. The emperor is dominant, but I don't like it all. Hear these stories. All I saw was blood all over the ground......"

The yellow-faced man said calmly: "Actually, my uncle doesn't like the battlefield very much, but the rivers and lakes are still good." ”

When the girl heard this, she chuckled again: "At least the rivers and lakes are more fun, and there is not so much blood." ”

She suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched the palm of the yellow-faced man and said, "Uncle, your hands are so cold." I'll rub it for you. ”

As he spoke, he rubbed his jade soft and flowery little hands on the palm of the yellow-faced man, his technique was extremely gentle, and he was still gently snorting the heat.

Most of the eyes that gathered on them were filled with envy and jealousy.

The yellow-faced man showed a pleasant look.

The girl said again: "Thank you uncle for taking me out to play this time, the outside world is really exciting." ”

The yellow-faced man said, "Then." Ah Shi, sing a few songs to my uncle, I haven't heard you sing for a long time. ”

The girl smiled, this moment of fragrance can make the years stagnate: "Okay." ”

She sang lightly, full of praise:

"Hundred grasses compete for spring, and Lichun should be the most victorious.

Less must be good color, more diffuse branches left.

There are peach and plum branches, and they can always move everywhere.

How expensive it is, but I'm afraid that someone will know. ”

The girl's voice is extremely soft, graceful as a dream, but with an indescribable contagion. Outside, it was snowing heavily and it was a deep cold, but under her song, it seemed to change the seasons, and the scene of deep spring appeared in everyone's eyes, which made the interior seem to be warm.

The girl's eyes were calm, and her expression flowed slowly with the song, completely immersed in her own world, but she spread that world into the whole space.

The yellow-faced man also followed her music, playing the beat leisurely.

And she sang:

"The spring forest flowers are charming, and the spring birds are sad.

The spring breeze is full of affection, blowing me open.

On the balcony, stay in the orchid pond at night.

Take the moon to pick hibiscus, and get lotus seeds every night.

Looking up at the paulownia tree, the paulownia flower is very pitiful.

May the sky be free of frost and snow, and the sycamore will bear for a thousand years.

The ice is three feet thick, and the snow is thousands of miles away.

My heart is like a pine and cypress, and my love is like that. ”

The girl is young, in fact, she doesn't understand the affairs of men and women, and the opposite is her uncle, and the meaning of the song is naturally not to the yellow-faced man. But when a song is sung, it is like longing and admiration, and it seems to be drunk and resentful, but everyone is shaken by it, and they are completely intoxicated by the atmosphere of this wonderful song, and bring it into the artistic conception of the song, which changes with the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Well, the little girl sings beautifully. It's a pity that the text is crepe, and it doesn't sound pleasant. How about singing an eighteen touches?"

Standing up was a young man dressed in black, who looked twenty-six or seventeen years old, and his appearance was quite handsome, but his face revealed a superficial temperament, showing that he was uneducated and unskilled.

The girl was stunned and puzzled: "Eighteen touches...... What is it?"

The yellow-faced man looked at the man in black and said lightly: "My niece is not a singer." ”

The man in black laughed strangely: "Isn't it important?" If you sing well, this son will reward you with the benefits of the city at one time, isn't that enough?"

In the wine field, there were already people talking in a low voice.

"That's Zhan Yifan, the son of the Immortal Sword Gate. ”

"The Immortal Sword Gate was originally in Shuzhong, but was later defeated by Wang Yanyun of the Qingcheng faction. migrated to the east of the river, but it was still a big force, and it became a hegemon in the land east of the river. ”

Wang Yanyun is the grandfather of Jiannan Lion Wang Jiansheng.

"Zhan Yifan is very talented, but at the age of twenty-six, he has the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of Zhenye. Extremely domineering. It is said that he also has another identity, that is, a flower demon who runs rampant and picks flowers to do evil, but no evidence has been obtained so far. ”

At this time, Zhan Yifan, the black-clothed man, was already humming to himself: "Beat the drum tightly and play the gong slowly, stop the gong and stop the drum to listen to the singing, all kinds of gossip also sing, listen to me sing eighteen touches." Reaching out to touch the edge of my sister's face, the dark clouds flew for a long time. Reaching out and touching the front of my sister's head, the heavenly court is full and addictive......"

The expression is extremely obscene and obscene.

For a while, the girl's expression changed greatly, and her face flushed and said, "This ...... You ......"

Several people stood up behind Zhan Yifan, and it seemed that they were all Zhan Yifan's servants, and they also coaxed.

A few more floating teenagers came up to help, and I don't know if they are Zhan Yifan's friends.

"Chick, sing. Zhan Yifan said abruptly: "This area is the territory of my son's family. If you don't sing, you should be called ......"

As he spoke. More people stood up again.

Zhan Yifan thought that these people should rise up to help him, but he saw several teenagers suddenly pull out their swords, pointed at him and said: "Zhan Yifan, whether your family is powerful or your cultivation is superb, we will never allow you to bully this girl! ”

Zhan Yifan used to force women to be his concubine in this Jianghu inn. No one paid attention to him, but this time he found himself surrounded by people in a blink of an eye, and he was surprised for a while, and then he realized that this little girl who sang was so beautiful that it aroused the hearts of some hot-blooded teenagers to protect flowers.

"Hahahaha...... You guys are good. Dare to go against me Zhan Yifan. It's really good!" Zhan Yifan said viciously: "You are not afraid of the retaliation of our Immortal Sword Sect, so you will ......"

Before the words fell, the yellow-faced man Huo Ran stood up, his eyes wandered, and he actually looked at those who wanted to be righteous and brave: "I'm sorry for you to meddle in your affairs." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Yifan was stunned, and then laughed: "That's right." You're an intellectual, let your niece sing, sing quickly!"

Before he could finish speaking, he found that a teenager who was coaxing with him was choked by the throat in an instant.

"The eye is not clean, gouge out an eye. ”

With a scream, a blood-stained eyeball burst out.

He caught another teenager: "The mouth is too dirty, cut off half of the tongue." ”

The young man was held on the back of his neck, and his tongue was stuck out like a hangman. The yellow-faced man just clicked in the air, and with a cut of his left hand, the young man's tongue was cut off in half in an instant, and he fell to the ground, blood sprayed wildly, but it didn't spray on the yellow-faced man!

Zhan Yifan was suddenly startled, and then sneered: "There is still a little bit of a catty, but this kind of means, this son can also do it!"

He brushed the ground, sacrificed seven chain flying swords, and transported the secret immortal swordsmanship of the Immortal Sword Gate, and the power of the Nine Heavens in the town and field spread, and for a while, the entire inn hall seemed to be filled with sword swords, which was thrilling.

A fierce dragon shaking its head and tail appeared on every flying sword, and the seven dragons were parallel like Beidou, sealing the ten directions, and there was the momentum to kill everything.

"Yes. ”

The yellow-faced man's face had completely faded from fatigue at this time, and he looked like he was in his early thirties, with short hair like needles and halberds, his eyes were condensed and compelling, and his knife-like face was both mature and capable, and full of explosive power, making him look like a god!

Zhan Yifan's indomitable flying sword was actually frozen in the air, unable to move as if frozen, allowing Zhan Yifan to urge Zhenyuan, unable to move forward at all!

"I can see what is in your eyes. It's going to wait for us to leave the inn and lead an attack and rob my niece in one fell swoop, and at that point, you deserve to die. ”

Zhan Yifan's heart was cold, and he was stunned: "Mind reading...... No, how can there be mind reading in this world?"

The yellow-faced man's clothes are windless and automatic: "Naturally, there is no, but there are not thousands of thieves killed by Bai Junlang in my life, but also three or five hundred, and the thieves can understand at a glance what they want." ”

Hearing this name, Zhan Yifan was finally shocked.

Bai Junlang ...... The world's first ranger after Zhang Danfeng, Bai Junlang!

This person is extremely murderous, and when it comes to punishing evil, he has his own set of adjudication standards. Those who respect it are called "Sea Tiger Martial God", and those who fear it are called "Half-step Heavenly Demon".

But one thing is very certain, there is no one who has committed murder and evil in front of Bai Junlang in this world!

Zhan Yifan finally wanted to escape.

And when Bai Junlang spoke, he already waved his sleeves.

A chain of seven flying swords collapsed in the air and exploded to pieces, but instead of becoming fragments, they shattered into the tiniest metal powder and sprinkled all over the ground.

Zhan Yifan didn't even have time to scream, his head rolled off his body, but he flew out of the door of the inn and landed on the snow outside the door, only to spurt out blood, dyeing the snow a brilliant red!

The master of the Nine Heavens of Zhenye, the prince of the Immortal Sword Sect, was killed by this yellow-faced man with one blow!

The yellow-faced man who called himself Bai Junlang had eyes like knives, and swept towards the group of people who were coaxing.

The men were so frightened that they hurriedly begged for mercy.

The yellow-faced man sniffed the unpleasant smell in the air, showed a look of disgust, and with a wave of his sleeves, all these people were swept out, and the smell of feces and urine in the air did not shake any of the tables and chairs in the inn.

His face was as calm as an abyss: "Those who help evil cannot be let go." ”

The yellow-faced man floated out, and without asking, he accurately identified which ones were Zhan Yifan's dog legs, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he beat these people into meat sauce. The few who were left were pure coaxing, or gouging out their eyes, or cutting off their noses, or cutting off half of their tongues.

Bai Junlang turned around and came back, smiled leisurely at those young people who wanted to make a righteous move, and said, "It's naturally a good thing that you have a chivalrous heart. But if it weren't for the beauty of my niece, but seeing the old woman with goosebumps, the ugly girl with crooked melons and cracked dates, and the poor man with a rickety hunchback being bullied, I would have taken action, and someone would have been grateful. ”

Everyone was shocked by his peerless might, and when they heard this, their faces turned red one by one.

The stunning girl sighed lightly, as if she couldn't bear the blood-soaked killing scene.

Bai Junlang, on the other hand, looked at a handsome young man in the other corner.

The young man's expression had always been very calm, and although he also looked at his niece, his expression was neither intoxicated nor obscene, but as if he was waiting to watch a play.

This made Bai Junlang very interested.

Bai Junlang beckoned: "Young man, can you come over for a while?" (to be continued......)