"Not interested."

Yan Ming didn't pay much attention to Ren Yingying, there was no intention of discussing at all, and continued to make a gesture with the tips of his fingers, recalling the mystery of the word trick fist he had just comprehended.

Ren Yingying pouted again, feeling a little emotional in her heart, feeling that this Yan Ming didn't pay attention to herself at all, and this feeling of being ignored was not pleasant.

Ren Yingying thought about it, and took another bite of the dry food in her hand.

"Well, don't say it, it doesn't look good, but it tastes really good!"

The more Ren Yingying ate, the more addicted she became, and she had already begun to think about it, and when she went back, she would let people study how to make this thing, and taste it more in the future.

She didn't realize that it was purely because she was hungry and panicked now that she could eat so much satisfaction.

Soon, Ren Yingying finished eating the things in her hand, Yan Ming was almost rested, and she stood up and was about to leave.

Ren Yingying didn't need him to urge, and soon stood up as well.

By this time it was getting late, and it was already slightly dark, and there was no one passing on the road they were on, and it was deserted all around.

A little further on, however, is a market town, where you can rest and continue your journey tomorrow.

With a plan in mind, Yan Ming continued to move forward with Ren Yingying, and soon arrived at the destination.

The scale of the market town is not large, just a short main street, and there are not many shops in front of and behind.

Yan Ming quickly found the only relatively dilapidated inn where he could stay, and asked for a room.

"Do you want a room?"

Ren Yingying asked next to her.

Seeing Yan Ming nodding, she was immediately unhappy.

"Isn't it a little bad for us to be alone and widowed in the same room? If this gets out, my innocence ......."

Ren Yingying saw Yan Ming's fingers move slightly, and immediately stopped bargaining and stopped being verbose.

Walking into the guest room, Ren Yingying suddenly became a little nervous.

She is so big, it is really the first time that she and a man have to spend the night in the same room, for a while, Ren Yingying is a little worried, will Yan Ming not be able to control her appearance and figure......

"What if he wants to use force? Will he suddenly pounce in the middle of the night? Hope or don't happen...... No, if that's the case, and he doesn't touch me from beginning to end, isn't that a little more embarrassing? ”

The door creaked, and the movement of the shopkeeper coming in pulled Ren Yingying's cranky thoughts back.

At this time, Ren Yingying realized that her face was a little feverish, and hurriedly lowered her head.

"Guest, this is what you want."

The shopkeeper was very enthusiastic and put the wine and food on the tray on the table in turn.

"Guest officer, you enjoy it slowly, if there is anything, call me, the little one will retire first."

As soon as the door closed, Ren Yingying couldn't wait to sit at the table, picking up the chopsticks and feasting.

But as soon as he raised his head, he looked at Yan Ming: "Yan Zhutou, why don't you eat?" ”

"You can eat it, this is white meat, just don't vomit after eating."

"White meat?"

Ren Yingying was born in the Demon Sect, and she is also very familiar with all kinds of black words, of course she knows that this white meat is the human ......

"What!"

Ren Yingying exclaimed in fright, the chopsticks in her hand were immediately thrown away, and she had just picked up a piece of meat and hit her lips, almost putting it in her mouth, but now she only felt a burst of nausea.

"What a black shop, I dare to hit our Yan Zhutou with the idea, is it tolerable or unbearable, Yan Zhutou, you help me unlock the acupoint, I'll help you teach them a good lesson!"

Ren Yingying was furious.

But Yan Ming was not fooled at all, looked at her with a smile, and then sat down at the table.

"Don't worry, there is an anesthetic in this wine and dish, and they will find it themselves in a while."

After speaking, he glanced at Ren Yingying.

Ren Yingying was smart, and immediately understood what Yan Ming meant, and immediately used chopsticks to stir up the dishes in front of her, and then leaned on the table, pretending to be turned over by the medicine.

Yan Ming also leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

Soon, there was the sound of shredded footsteps outside the room.

It's just that this voice is extremely soft and far away, and only Yan Ming can catch it. After approaching for a while, Ren Yingying heard it.

"Great, the effect of the drug has taken effect."

With a creak, the door opened again, and this time it was not the shopkeeper who walked in, but other footsteps.

Even if Yan Ming didn't open his eyes now, he could know the situation in the room well, and he immediately recognized that these other people were his old acquaintances.

"Uncle Ding, he really fell for it, and he didn't see that there was a problem with the food." One of them had an unconcealed excitement in his tone.

"Hmph, he also has to have this ability, the medicine in it is the Songyang of our Songshan faction, which is intoxicated, formless, colorless and tasteless, and it is estimated that no one can see that there is a problem inside."

There is no need to ask, this Uncle Ding is the current head of the Songshan faction, Ding Mian, the big tota player.

He was followed by several disciples of the Songshan Sect.

The shopkeeper next to him smiled vigorously at Ding Mian and behaved very attentively.

"Ding Daxia, I did everything you told me, look at the next ......"

Ding Mian waved his hand.

"Don't worry, since this matter has been done, I will not pursue it, and I will let you live."

"Thank you Daxia Ding!" The shopkeeper was overjoyed.

Yan Ming squinted his eyes and listened to a few words, and immediately knew in his heart.

It turned out that after Ding Mian left Wudang Mountain last time, he did not stay away from the vicinity, let alone return to Songshan Paisheng Guanfeng, but waited for an opportunity nearby.

Their target, of course, is Yan Ming, almost all the masters of the Songshan faction died in the hands of Yan Ming, this grudge, Ding Mian is not so easy to let go, he must let him pay for his blood debts.

Of course, Ding Mian knew that with Yan Ming's current strength, he was not his opponent.

What's more, Yan Ming's identity is not ordinary, after all, he is also a Guanzhong god who is personally certified by the imperial court, and if it makes a big fuss, it will inevitably affect the Songshan faction.

Therefore, Ding Mian decided to do it quietly.

casually left the Wudang faction and went around, and Ding Mian found this black shop.

At the beginning, the thieves in the store saw Ding Mian and others walking in the rivers and lakes, and their bearing was extraordinary, especially with a lot of bulging things, so they were ready to do something to Ding Mian and grab everything.

So according to the old method, they added things to the wine and food with ease and gave them to Ding Mian and others.

Ding Mian's own strength is outstanding, and he has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, of course he is not afraid of these little shrimps, and he even saw from the beginning that this is a black shop.

If you dare to hit yourself with your own ideas, you are also blind.

Therefore, Ding Mian suddenly made a move and captured all the people in the inn effortlessly.

They were very scared at first, thinking that Ding Mian was a hero from which way to come, and today he saw the injustice and punished the evil, and several people were suddenly frightened like chaff, and begged for mercy vigorously, and even many people began to say that they didn't want to do evil at all, but were forced by others.

But Ding Mian didn't seem to embarrass them, but just made a request, that is, they should obey their own command, if they did a good job, then let them go, but if they didn't do it to their satisfaction, they would all become their own ghosts.

The people in the black shop immediately agreed without thinking about it.

The people in the black shop immediately agreed without thinking about it.

Ding Mian controlled most of the people and let a few disciples vacate a place in the backyard to take care of them.

Only let one of the more clever and capable guys continue to be the shopkeeper, prepare here, and also help the other party upgrade the sweat medicine.

Ding Mian is also accurate, Yan Ming will leave Wudang Mountain sooner or later after finishing his work.

It's not the only way down the mountain, but it's the only way to get out of the north.

Ding Mian began to live a life of waiting for rabbits here.

He judged that if Yan Ming left the Wudang faction, he would inevitably go north to the capital, so there was a high probability that he would pass by this inn.

But if he didn't go through, Ding Mian had no choice but to try.

Facts have proved that Ding Mian guessed correctly, Yan Ming took Ren Yingying on this route.

Ding Mian thought that his plan had worked, and he was about to laugh together.

The disciples behind him also cooperated very cooperatively, their eyes lit up one by one, staring at Yan Ming and Ren Yingying, who were already unconscious.

Yan Ming is their great enemy, if he can kill the enemy and avenge the previous head Zuo Lengchan and several masters, it will be very happy.

And Ren Yingying ......

They don't know each other, but anyone who is not blind can tell that this is a big beauty!

Although lying on the table, their cheeks are snow-white, their hair is silky, their beautiful eyelashes are slightly upturned, and their lips are bright and dripping.

After counting on the enemy with a sword, can Ding Mian reward this little lady to them for a good time? Of course, they are not ignorant, and it is completely acceptable to let Ding Mian go first!

In order to expand under the leadership of Zuo Lengchan over the years, the Songshan faction has absorbed many people from the outside world, and it is not rooted in the grass, so the style of the Songshan faction is not very good.

At this time, as soon as they saw Ren Yingying, they were full of evil thoughts.

"Okay, you stinky boy, dare to be the enemy of my Songshan faction, and now it still falls into my hands?"

Ding Mian stared at Yan Ming and took a step forward.

"It's too cheap to kill you directly, I'm going to torture you well to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

What Ding Mian said is not an exaggeration at all, his hatred for Yan Ming is indescribable in words.

Originally, under the leadership of Zuo Lengchan, the Songshan faction became prosperous, and it looked like it was about to become a giant faction comparable to Wudang Shaolin, but everything was ruined in the hands of Yan Ming.

Ding Mian couldn't wait to peel off the other party's skin and bones.

"Rack him up!"

Ding Mian commanded, walked over, lifted his clothes, and pulled out a horned dagger from his waist.

"Yes!"

Several Songshan sect disciples came over obediently and held down Yan Ming.

"I'm going to let you taste it...... Hey! ”

Ding Mian wanted to pull out the knife on his waist while walking over with a cruel smile.

Suddenly, Yan Ming, who was already unconscious, suddenly started to start, startling Ding Mian, and several Wudang Sect disciples who were pressing him next to him looked even more shocked.

Before Ding Mian could see what was going on, he noticed that a hand was pressed on the arm where he had drawn the knife.

Ding Mian exerted a little force, obviously wanting to break free from the other party's restraints, but he didn't expect his hands to suddenly tighten.

A tremendous force pushed his knife-wielding arm and slammed down.

"Sting!"

The sharp blade of the knife slashed across his waist, and then continued downward, as if vaguely encountering some resistance, but it was not a big deal, and he pressed it down casually.

Blood poured out.

Ding Mian didn't feel the pain for the first time, until he was stunned for two seconds, when a heart-rending pain hit him, making him cry out directly.

"Ahh You, you didn't- how? ”

Ding Mian's crotch was immediately dyed red.

Several Songshan Sect disciples next to them were even more like they had hit a huge force, and flew directly upside down in different directions, piercing through the walls of the dilapidated guest rooms.

Yan Ming had already stood up and looked at Ding Mian.

I saw that Ding Mian did not succeed in pulling out the knife from his waist just now, but was pressed by Yan Ming, slashed down, and made a long opening directly at the root of his life to his thigh.

"......"

The few surviving disciples of the Songshan Sect couldn't help but gasp a few times when they saw this appearance.

The big guys are all men, and this pain is really empathetic.

"Senior Ding, why are you so careless? This also tells you a truth, knives and other things must not be in too sensitive places, otherwise they will ......"

Yan Ming said this and smiled lightly.

Ren Yingying also got up from the table and looked at this scene with her chin up.

Ever since she saw Yan Ming's record of killing Gongsun Oolong head-on, she has developed an extreme sense of trust in Yan Ming, feeling that he can solve no matter how big the problem is.

What's more, it's just a mere Ding Mian.

Ren Yingying had no pressure, the expression on her face was like watching a play, and she almost knocked it with a melon seed.

"I'll kill you!"

Under the severe pain, Ding Mian was stimulated to be ferocious, and regardless of the wound, he roared and rushed over.

"Who killed whom!"

Yan Ming's eyes lit up, and he took all the moves and details of Ding Mian's shot.

In the past few days, he has studied the classics left by Zhang Zhenren one after another, and he has already achieved something.

Ding Mian's originally complicated boxing style, in Yan Ming's eyes, was as slow as a snail crawling, not worth a sigh.

"Huh!"

Yan Ming drew a circle with one hand, easily drew a whirlpool, and took the opponent's attack, and then with a slight lead, the attack bombarded another Songshan sect disciple next to him.

The disciple spat blood from his mouth, flew out a long way, and just stopped moving.

Subsequently, Yan Ming's hand attack turned from virtual to real, and suddenly burst out with powerful force.

"Click!"

One of Ding Mian's arms was directly broken!

And it was not broken in one place, but in several places at the same time, and for a while, Ding Mian's arm was like a multi-knotted stick, and each section had its own ideas.

This means that Yan Ming's control of the force has reached the point of reaching the peak, and he can split a force into several parts, distribute them evenly on the opponent's arm, and exert force at the same time.

"Ahh

As soon as Ding Mian's painful scream came out, he was grabbed by Yan Ming with a claw in the air, directly pressing his injured legs and kneeling on the ground.

"You say, why are you bothering here? If you don't mess with me, I don't bother to pay attention to your Songshan faction. ”

(End of chapter)