"Entrusted by people, loyal to people, why don't the three of you just retreat?" The iceberg woman blocked the long knife with a sword, and pointed downward with the long sword in her hand.

"Who are you?" said the man, who he put his long knife on his arm, the tip of which was pointed at the old woman and the iceberg woman.

"Bishui Heavenly Palace Yin Mengmeng, have you ever heard of it?" The iceberg woman obviously didn't believe the old woman, took two steps to the side, and opened her mouth to report her name, not wanting to fight to the death with the three of them, and hoping to expel the three of them by virtue of her reputation.

"Bishui Heavenly Palace?!" The man on the left turned a little pale, and involuntarily took a step back, and the knife in his hand shook slightly.

"The Bishui Heavenly Palace has never hindered the government from doing things, isn't it to start with Miss Yin to break the vows?" the man said lightly.

The man was a little numb in the back of his head, and the name of the Bishui Heavenly Palace was naturally known. The Jianghu sect that specializes in female swordsmen, it is said that the palace master has some relationship with the squire of the military department of the court, and his background is just the night watchman of the Wei State, and he may not be able to suppress the other party.

"I don't mean to get in the way, it's just that I was instructed by others to just ask you to step back for the time being, and then you will naturally do whatever you want. Yin Mengmeng was a little impatient and waved his long sword.

"If you really don't want to quit, it's okay, then it's okay to fight. ”

The three men's faces are a little unpleasant, fighting with you?

It's okay to fight with you, but who knows if you have anything to do with some officials in the DPRK and China? It is said that some high-ranking officials are particularly fond of these Jianghu women, but if they hurt you......

"The night watchman has no intention of breaking with the Bishui Heavenly Palace, since the young lady wants to protect this old woman, let it be given to you. The man was the first to stand up straight, taking two steps back to withdraw his long knife.

When the old woman saw that the two of them were planning to return the long knife to the sheath, her eyes were bright, and her heart was an opportunity, so it was better to ......

"It's better not to do it, break my promise, I will kill you!" Yin Mengmeng withdrew his long sword, let out a flat sound, and flew directly to the second floor on tiptoe.

The old woman's face was cloudy, obviously she wanted to do it and was afraid that Yin Mengmeng would really do it, and she really dealt with three people.

The old man and the young man were completely stunned, they didn't expect so many martial arts masters to come to this inn, especially that woman, who thought she was just a little lady with cold eyebrows and eyes, and it seemed that she would have to deal with it seriously in the future.

Yang Ming was also deep in thought, thinking about the night watchman in his heart.

The biggest difference between the north and the south is probably here.

Most of the northern kingdoms have their own special organizations, which are specially used to suppress some powerful people, and it seems that each royal family has colluded with an immortal sect to suppress the domestic qi refiners.

"But...... This night watchman doesn't seem to be very strong......" Yang Ming glanced at the three people sitting down there, and the injured man had already sat down, took out the pill in his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was still raining outside, and the seven people in the house had their own things on their minds, and the old woman was always worried about how her young lady would catch or even kill these three people. The three of them thought in their hearts that if the three of them disappeared like this, more night watchmen would naturally follow, and sooner or later there would be enough to let the woman from the Bishui Heavenly Palace leave.

The injured man was just getting the medicine ready, and he began to look around coldly, suddenly stood up and walked to Yang Ming's side, and kicked Yang Ming: "Get up for the little master, the little master wants to sit here." ”

Yang Ming frowned, moved to the side, and ignored it.

Seeing that Yang Ming was not bloody at all, the man was a little contemptuous, sat on the ground with his ass, and took off his boots.

The rain outside is too much, even if the man is still drenched in the sun, a lot of rain cement water is still splashed into the boots, and the smell is not small after taking it off, and a pair of socks has become extremely dirty.

"Hey, kid, bake my shoes!" The man threw his boots at Yang Ming, but they seemed to be a little off, and the boots fell to the side.

The old woman looked at the two of them, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and said in her heart that she wanted to see the dog eat the dog.

The man at the head also frowned, obviously wanting to drink this kid, but he felt that he was nothing more than an ordinary Jianghu person, and he shouldn't do it directly, right?

Yang Ming glanced at the man and said, "My patience is probably about to reach the limit, you tell me who the person you want to arrest is, and then tell me some things about you, I can consider letting you go." ”

The man snorted disdainfully, and was about to open his mouth to curse, but suddenly felt that his legs were extremely tired, and he lay down directly in the fire.

"Ahh

"Third child!" The man in front was instantly shocked, and when he looked at Yang Ming again, he just lightly recited a few words that he couldn't understand.

The man on the left hurriedly helped the third child out, but fortunately, the clothes had not been taken off, but he looked a little embarrassed, and he was not really injured.

"Immortal Master, the younger generation doesn't know that the Immortal Master is driving, I will definitely punish this kid heavily, and I hope that the Immortal Master will spare the three of us brothers in the face of our night watchman, Mr. Feng. ”

The man knelt directly in front of Yang Ming and kowtowed three times, his forehead against the ground and couldn't move.

Reciting a spell can spell and kill a martial artist in the Chongyang realm, at least a foundation building qi refiner, and the three of them are not as strong as one hand.

Yang Ming snorted coldly: "Get out, I don't have this matter." ”

"But......" The man wanted to ask for some more sympathy, and suddenly saw Yang Ming's eyes.

So calm, and so indifferent.

"Good...... Okay, let's get out of ......" The man hurriedly picked up his second and third brothers and walked towards the door.

"Hmph......" Yang Ming snorted, didn't say anything more, but closed his eyes.

The old woman was already pale, looked at Yang Ming, and then looked outside the door, obviously not knowing where she should go.

Yang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw the old woman's eyes hurriedly dodging, he said, "Call your young lady down, I have something to ask her." ”

"This ......" The old woman hesitated a little, and when she was about to prevaricate, she suddenly found Yang Ming slapping on the ground.

A breath of earth qi directly invaded the old woman's body, and the old woman hurriedly retreated more than a dozen steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, but the old woman didn't dare to say anything more.

A slap can alleviate your internal injuries, and naturally you can slap yourself to death.

The other party's meaning is too clear, that is, he can slap himself to death with a slap.

The old woman hurriedly ran upstairs, thinking that she was also going to explain some things to the woman, but Yang Ming didn't care about this, but looked at the young man.

The young man stammered a little: "Big ...... Brother, no, no, no, hero...... Sir, what do you want...... What for?"

Yang Ming sighed and said, "It's a pity that he has such a good talent, but he doesn't have any guts." ”