"What? These two people are the 'Twin Snakes of Blood'?"

Many of the high-rollers in the inn were taken aback, in recent years, the underworld people in the Yellow River area, if the heart is black, the hands are spicy, there are really few people who can be on this 'blue blood double snake', I heard that the red cloak they wore was dyed with blood.

I only heard the ugly man with a dark face smile and said, "You still recognize us, and you are not blind yet." ”

Zhuge Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Since the two of you have taken a fancy to this package of things, if there is anything else to say below, please ...... Please take it. ”

But just as Zhuge Lei finished speaking, an indifferent young man with three scars on his face, a very tall figure, and a golden shirt appeared next to the table at some point and picked up the burden that Zhuge Lei had placed on the table.

The young man had a pair of dead gray eyes, but it was Jing Wulife.

When he appeared, the middle-aged Luo Tuo in the inn and the bearded man beside him both showed a deep solemn look on their faces.

"Let go of the baggage!"

Seeing that the burden they were targeting was actually taken by others, the two snakes couldn't help but be furious, and they both pulled out two slender soft swords at the first time, turned into two turquoise afterimages, and strangled Jing Wulife.

In an instant, in the entire inn, the temperature seemed to plummet, full of cold and cold murderous machines, and many high-rollers seemed to shiver.

Blue Blood shot quickly with both hands, but they stopped faster...... They had just leapt to their feet, and then they both fell to the ground with two thuds.

They clutched a bloody hole in their throats, their teeth rattling, their faces revealing fear of death and an infinite attachment to life, and finally they slowly stiffened and lost their breath.

The entire inn seemed to be blowing a gust of cold wind, and many high-rollers in the rivers and lakes looked at Jing Wusheng with indifferent eyes, as if they had seen a god of death.

"I don't know where this young man came from!"

Li Xunhuan stared at Jing Wusheng deeply, and sighed in his heart that the new generation of the rivers and lakes replaced the old, just now he discovered an unfathomable master, and now he has found a terrible swordsman who seems to be born for killing.

"Young Master, don't you really appreciate a young swordsman you met not long ago, which of the young swordsmen is more powerful than the young swordsman in front of you?"

Tie Chuanjia asked curiously.

Li Xunhuan pondered for a moment and said, "Now if the two of them face off, the victory or defeat is five or five...... But I believe that in a few years, the young swordsman I met on the road would be better than the swordsman in front of me.

Because the eyes of the young swordsman were full of love for life. And the swordsman in front of him is a barren tomb. Man is still alive, but he is dead. ”

Tie Chuanjia grabbed his hair, it was a little difficult to understand the meaning of his young master, although he understood every word, but these words were connected together, and he was blind.

"Do you have any comments?"

Jing Wuming turned his head, looked at Zhuge Lei with dead gray eyes, and said expressionlessly.

"I didn't ...... No comments. ”

Zhuge Lei looked at the corpse of the Blue Blood Twin Snakes, where did he dare to have any opinions? The things in the baggage are good, but his life is more important.

Under the frightened gaze of the inn, Jing Wuming walked to Ning Que's table with his baggage, and said respectfully: "Helper, the things are here." ”

As he spoke, he put down his baggage.

The people in the inn all looked at Ning Que in shock, wondering what kind of identity Ning Que was, and how he could make such a terrifying killing god as Jing Wuming respectful.

"What is this person?"

Li Xunhuan's face also became solemn, even if Ning Que's strength was unfathomable, but if he could still subdue a subordinate like Jing Wuming, it would be terrifying.

If Ning Que and Jing Wuming join forces, who else in the world will be their opponents?

Ning Que nodded lightly at Jing Wuming, and in front of everyone, he opened the burden and took out a golden silk armor.

"Is this the Golden Silk Armor? The defense is not bad, but so be it. ”

Ning Que casually glanced at the golden silk armor and put it back into the baggage.

In the inn, many heroes of the rivers and lakes showed a trace of heat in their eyes the moment they saw Ning Que take out the golden silk armor, and their breathing became heavy.

Since the plum blossom thieves who robbed both sex and wealth reappeared, the people who had a little assets in the rivers and lakes were already in danger, and the women with a little appearance were even more difficult to sleep and eat.

More than 90 families have secretly agreed that whoever kills the plum blossom thief will share 10% of their family wealth and give it to him, which is undoubtedly a huge amount of money.

Lin Xian'er, who is recognized as the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, even threatens the world, no matter whether the monks and laymen, young or old, as long as he can get rid of the plum blossom thief, she will marry him.

Therefore, whether it is for money or sex, I don't know how many people dream of killing the plum blossom thief.

But whoever dies at the hands of the plum blossom thief has mortal wounds on the chest.

Therefore, many rivers and lakes believe that as long as they block the fatal blow of the plum blossom thief, they will have the opportunity to kill the plum blossom thief.

And the golden silk armor is the treasure that blocks the fatal blow of the plum blossom thief.

Therefore, all the people in the rivers and lakes are eager to get the golden silk armor.

Now seeing that Ning Que actually took out the golden silk armor in front of everyone, many people almost couldn't hold back the impulse in their hearts.

It's just that when they saw Jing Wusheng, who was respectfully standing beside Ning Que, they forcibly suppressed the impulse in their hearts...... This god-killing young man is terrifying.

Ning Que glanced at the people in the inn lightly, then stood up, picked up the bag containing the golden silk armor, and returned to the room he had booked earlier.

Late at night.

Ning Que sat at the tea table, sipping tea lightly while waiting for a person...... He knew this man would come back.

"The guests come late at night, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Suddenly, Ning Que said to the door.

A loud laugh came from outside the door: "If you invite me in so rashly, aren't you afraid that I will plot against me?"

The visitor laughed, pushed the door in, and closed it again when he entered.

The people who came in were people in Tsing Yi, he was not short, not too tall, his expression was leisurely and chic, but his face was green and gloomy, as if he was wearing a mask, and as if this was his original face.

However, this man has a pair of moving eyes, which are too different from his face.

"For the Golden Silk Armor?"

Ning Que calmly took a sip of tea, turned his head and said to the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi did not answer Ning Que's words, but said in a deep voice: "Many people are so frightened that they lose their souls when they see my hands, but you are very calm. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hands, he wore a pair of dark cyan iron gloves, the shape of which looked ugly and clumsy, but its color made people feel creepy at the first sight.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that there are seven poisons in martial arts, and the most poisonous green devil is the ...... It's just that even if the real Blue Devil Yi Cry appears in front of me, he will become a dead Blue Devil Hand, not to mention, you are not a real Blue Devil Hand. ”

Ning Que smiled faintly, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a force rolled on the face of the man in Tsing Yi, pulling off a mask, revealing a face that was almost suffocatingly beautiful.