The swordsman didn't think about a single question.

Gulzar can tell him about the Sky Flying Inn, and he can tell everyone else who passes by.

It's called – advertise it.

It's really a verbal message.

Seeing that the swordsman was panicked, Zhao Chuanxin glanced outside, guessed something, and bared his teeth and smiled: "Come to the Heavenly Flying Inn, it is the dragon coiled, the tiger is lying down, you have already paid the money, I will naturally keep you safe." ”

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "The knife is coming!" ”

Miao knife starts!

He carried the Miao knife and pushed the door out.

The swordsman thought about it and actually followed.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed it, and the corners of his mouth raised.

A group of villains outside saw the swordsman behind Zhao Chuanxin and sneered: "Okay, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes." Jin Xiang, you are really here! ”

Jin Xiang, that is, the swordsman who paid the accommodation fee and meal money, did not flinch with his bare hands: "Feng Laomao, Liu Yidao, Flying Dog, Ma Lao Er, Guo Balwa, they are famous heroes, how can they help the abuse?" How can you not know that Ma Lin has done a lot of evil? He pretended to be a bandit, robbed the herdsmen in Gannan, robbed cattle and sheep skins, and I just saw injustice on the road, am I wrong? ”

Feng Rotten Mao is obviously the person who talks about this group, especially obscene, his face is full of rotten sores, and a handful of hair grows in one of them.

He smiled lewdly: "Hehe, you did it righteously, but why did you snatch Mr. Ma's silver?" ”

Jin Xiang's impassioned anger was paused, and then he blushed and argued roughly: "Ill-gotten gains, you should take them!" This is a grudge between you and me, and it has nothing to do with the innkeeper, don't embarrass him. ”

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at Jin Xiang in astonishment, but he didn't expect him to say this.

He carried the knife and picked at his ears.

Ma Lin? It's a familiar name.

I don't think I've heard anyone say that lately.

Guo Vulwa was a little hesitant, he tentatively said with an urn sound: "What Jin Xiang said seems to have some truth......

Liu Yidao snorted: "There is a fart truth? Take money and money, and eliminate disasters with others. When you spend all day drinking, why don't you think that Jin Xiang is reasonable? Shut your foul mouth. ”

Guo Vulwa's lips were pursed tightly, and her brows were furrowed.

Feng Laomao continued to laugh obscenely, his face was not only sore, but also full of folds, and his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Jin Xiang, you let Lao Tzu chase for thousands of miles, and you still dare to quibble?" Keep your words for Mr. Ma. ”

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin sighed.

The flying dog immediately said, "What the fuck are you sighing for?" ”

"It's normal to go out and walk around more often, and you don't always have to be in your hometown. When you come out, you will find ......" Zhao Chuanxin said quietly: "It's better to be at home." ”

“……”

Feng Laomao squinted his eyes and said coldly: "I advise you not to meddle in things, it is easy to die." ”

"Don't think I'm nosy." Zhao Chuanxin said. "I used to be, and I will always be, nosy."

"You ......" Feng Rotmao was very angry.

This person is a little annoying, huh?

Zhao Chuanxin slammed the Miao knife on his shoulder to the ground, raised his legs, pinned the scabbard with his knees and ankles, and lifted the handle upside down, and the Miao knife rose into the sky.

When falling, Zhao Chuanxin accurately caught the handle of the knife with his forehand.

He patted the exterior wall of the restaurant with a knife, pointed to it and said, "See what is written?" ”

Feng Laomao knew a basket of big characters, and said in surprise: "Heavenly Flying Inn? ”

This was carved by Zhao Chuanxin only yesterday.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and nodded: "The son can be taught, it is the Heavenly Flying Inn." It's not fun to shout and kill, as long as you each pay a deposit, a dollar for accommodation, and a dollar for meals, then you can live. There is only one point, but if you come here, you can't do it, and the violator will die. ”

"What a big breath, you're treating yourself as a dish?" Ma Lao Er scolded.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, Ma Lao'er's body involuntarily flew over.

Shocked, he even dropped his knife on the ground.

Burst......

Zhao Chuanxin just put up the Miao knife, and Ma Lao Er automatically put it on.

Zhao Chuanxin held the handle of the knife with both hands and pulled it horizontally, and only half of Ma Lao'er's body was connected to the flesh and skin.

The old man died miserably.

The crowd was stunned.

Especially Jin Xiang, he only saw Zhao Chuanxin stretching out his hand to make the knife fly over, but he didn't expect that even the big living people would be a problem.

The rest of them drew their swords one after another, and Feng Laomao screamed: "You are all good hands, everyone is on your shoulders!" ”

Liu Yidao rushed to the front, Fei Gouzi was second, Feng Ranmao was third, and Guo Bald didn't move......

The group of swordsmen is a bit interesting.

There is no definite date on when this group began.

Anyway, at the beginning of the last century, it began to be popular in Shaanxi and Gansu.

Some people say that this is the "Zhu family Guo Jie" of the Han Dynasty, some people say that the Tang Dynasty is "young in Wuling", and some people say that it is the afterglow of the "Hui Chaos" of the Hui people's anti-Qing Dynasty......

They hold three-foot swords, most of them are from the bottom of the society, some of them specialize in resisting the tyranny of harsh donations, some do evil, and more of them have milk is their mother, who gives money to do things for whom.

But they usually pride themselves on being righteous and chivalrous.

During the Xinhai period, many swordsmen joined the revolution.

The most famous of these is Yang Hucheng.

The mountains and rivers in the northwest are high and long, how can a man be his hometown. The back waves of the Yellow River push the front waves, jump on the waves and do a fight.

Judging from the conversation between the few people just now, Zhao Chuanxin feels that there should not be many good people in this group......

Liu Yidao's knife was very fast, pointed down diagonally, and suddenly picked it up, directly choking Zhao Chuanxin's throat.

Zhao Chuanxin is faster, confident and calm.

Because as long as he is still in the human realm, even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, it is impossible to pass the smart gyroscope quickly, it is impossible to be ruthless over the berserk armor, it is impossible to be strong enough to pass the power of Zhao Chuanxin, and it is impossible to absorb solar energy like the root of the starry sky.

As soon as the knife passed, Liu Yidao staggered and fell to the ground, splashing with blood.

The flying dog in the back didn't have time to react, and the knife slashed.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't dodge or dodge, anyway, the Miao knife was long enough, and it was still the same move just now.

The flying dog was stunned, and he died in the same way as Liu Yidao in front.

The last Feng Rotten Mao turned around directly, pulled his legs and ran.

Perhaps because of his thinness, he sprinted at an astonishing speed of 100 miles, rushed to the horse in an instant, got on the horse flexibly, and ran away with the horse.

"Rack ......"

Jin Xiang was in a hurry: "The shopkeeper, you can't let him run away, there will be endless troubles." ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "Did you run away?" ”

Ahead, Feng Rotmao ran for a while before he breathed a sigh of relief, it was too scary.

This person's sword technique, I am afraid that no one in the entire northwest is his opponent.

However, as he ran, he felt that something was wrong. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhao Chuanxin walking side by side with his horse with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

Feng Rotmao: "......"

He jerked his horse's buttocks, increasing in speed.

However, Zhao Chuanxin still looked at him with a smile behind his back.

Feng rotten hairs stand upside down!

Zhao Chuanxin spoke: "What is the most important thing when you come out to mix?" ”

Feng Laomao was a little broken, and he shouted: "Don't talk to me about righteousness, God, spare me......"

Zhao Chuanxin happily stretched out his knife: "Come out and mix, the most important thing is to stand up." What's the run you're leading for? ”

With a knife, Feng Rotmao was beheaded under the horse.

Zhao Chuanxin still had time to control the panicked horses, got on the horse and ran back.

At the door of the restaurant, the only remaining Guo Vulwa and Jin Xiang only watched Zhao Chuanxin chase the horse with their hands behind their backs.

The point is that he didn't run, his posture was calm, but he was no slower than a galloping horse.

Jin Xiang finally confirmed that Zhao Chuanxin was definitely not a mortal.

Guo Vulwa saw that Zhao Chuanxin caught up with Feng Ranmao and fell off the horse, and her heart was cold......

(End of chapter)