Heavy rain.

A dilapidated carriage came from the west, and raindrops as big as copper coins slapped on the roof of the carriage, and the carriage "creaked" as if it would be crushed by the majestic rain.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Wushuang frowned and looked out of the carriage.

He has a pair of mesmerizing red phoenix eyes, his eyebrows are slender, his eyes are as deep as a cold pool, thin lips, a straight nose, and a slightly pale face.

This face is as comfortable as a spring breeze, but if you look closely, you will find that under those deep eyes, there is a palpitating cold light, just a touch.

In his right hand, he held an unopened folding fan and swayed gently, and in his left hand was an inky long sword, which emitted a faint glow, which could be engraved in the bottom of one's heart at a glance.

On Zhao Wushuang's right hand sat a Qianqian girl, how is the girl?

It can be regarded as a city and a country.

"Childe doesn't like rainy days?"

The girl handed a jug of warm wine to Zhao Wushuang.

Zhao Wushuang slowly lowered the curtain, took the flask and took a sip gently.

"No, I just don't like to listen to the rain in this broken carriage!"

When the girl heard this, she had to smile bitterly and shake her head, she had been looking for this carriage for a long time before she could find it.

"I'm wronged Childe! I'm going to the Worry-Free Inn soon, Childe and be a little patient. ”

Zhao Wushuang smiled faintly, and with a pout, the folding fan in his hand was stretched out, the cold rain outside the car, and the young people in the car shook the folding fan, this scene did not make people feel weird, as if it should be like this.

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "Wan'er is wrong to blame your son-in-law! Son, I haven't suffered anything!"

A gust of cold wind blew the curtain of the car, and Zhao Wushuang looked at the heavy rain outside the car, a little distracted.

Seeing this, Wan'er didn't say anything, and waited for a moment before she said slowly: "Childe, I'm afraid the sect leader has already arrived in the Western Regions." ”

Zhao Wushuang turned around and took another sip of wine, he always drank very slowly, I don't know if it was the strong liquor burning his throat, or what.

"Well, Master's sister is a sword, even if Ren Jiuyou is alive, he doesn't dare to say that he will win Master's sister, then the old thief of the Northern Hell should obediently give up the Youtan Sect.

However, with the temper of the master and sister, I am afraid that he will be stabbed. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Wushuang smiled, as if as long as he mentioned that master and sister, his mood would be a little better.

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The wind was surging and the rain was pouring down.

The clean streets are empty, and think about it, how many people will go out in this weather.

Of course, there is no shortage of poor people who need to provide for their families.

No, a man in a cloak is slowly coming.

The man was full of anger and shouted in a loud voice: "Crispy pears! Crispy pears!

The man walked to the carriage and blocked the carriage, and the coachman in front of the carriage said angrily: "How rude are you man!"

The man seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said with a smile: "I am a rough man, and no one came to buy my crisp pears on this rainy day, so I stopped the way of the nobleman in a hurry, and I hope that the noble man in the car does not remember the villain." ”

Zhao Wushuang smiled faintly in the car.

"How do you sell this crispy pear?"

The man's face was overjoyed when he heard this.

"I only need five pennies a pound of crisp pears, crispy and delicious and inexpensive, you can taste it and then buy, it is not delicious, I will never charge half a copper plate from the nobles." ”

Zhao Wushuang put away the folding fan and said with a smile: "It's okay, weigh me two catties!"

The man wiped the rain on his face and said happily: "Okay! Wait, noble!"

The wind howled, lifting the curtain in front of the car, Zhao Wushuang squinted his eyes and looked at the man, only to see the man slowly bending down to lift the burden.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed!

A snow-white knife light suddenly appeared, and with a tearing sound, the flying car curtain was cut off.

"Look for death!"

Zheng!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, penetrating the rain curtain, and the sword light was extinguished in an instant.

The wind had subsided, and the rain was still falling, but much lighter.

Tick tock!

Drops of blood dripped down, staining the waterlogged pavement red, and a hideous-looking head rolled down.

The coachman's face was pale and trembling, and his legs were constantly playing the lute.

Zhao Wushuang glanced at him lightly.

"Let's go!"

The coachman suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, Childe!" After that, he crawled away.

Zhao Wushuang slowly got up from the car, came to the man's burden, reached out and picked up the snow-white knife to observe carefully.

"Good knife! The knife is like a light cicada, when does someone like to use a light knife on the rivers and lakes!"

Wan'er behind her put away her sword with a blue face, and she looked around, every inch could not escape her eyes like autumn water.

Zhao Wushuang pinched her little face and smiled: "There is no one anymore!" I just don't know who wants to kill Ben Gongzi, Ben Gongzi has been in the burial valley for ten years and has never left the valley, is there still anyone in the rivers and lakes who knows Ben Gongzi?"

Wan'er said softly, "No matter who it is, he has to die!"

As soon as the words fell, thunder rolled in the sky, and the thick lightning fell out of thin air, illuminating the faces of the two of them.

The rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

Zhao Wushuang took Wan'er's little hand and drilled back into the car.

"Let's go! Let me see what kind of carefree method this Sanssophobic Inn is. ”

Worry-free Inn, located in a small border city in Xiyue, is well known in the rivers and lakes, and there is a rule in Worry-free Inn, no matter what grievances and hatreds anyone enters Worry-free Inn, they are not allowed to shoot.

In recent years, there have been many people who do not believe in evil and have fought in the Sanssouci Inn.

Later, their bodies were hung on the flagpole of the inn. Among them, there are many rookies on the list of famous families.

The two stood in front of the Sanssouci Inn with oil-paper umbrellas, and Zhao Wushuang looked at the inn.

There are sub-couplets on both sides of the inn: Enter my worry-free inn, and I will worry about people.

There is also a horizontal batch in the middle called: Thirty taels!

Zhao Wushuang laughed and said, "Interesting, interesting! What does these thirty taels mean?

Wan'er said a little solemnly: "Childe, whether it is silver or gold, everyone is different, it is said that the owner of the worry-free inn once said, "Those who enter my worry-free inn, regardless of men and women, only need thirty taels of silver for those who are handsome, and as for the ugly ones, they need thirty taels of gold!"

Zhao Wushuang was stunned for a moment, reached out and touched his face and said, "Then Wan'er thinks that Gongzi wants to tattoo my face with silver or gold?"

Wan'er smiled and said, "I see! Childe's face, this worry-free inn must not take a penny." ”

Zhao Wushuang gently tapped Wan'er's little head with a folding fan.

"You, when did you learn to be so flamboyant, begging for a beating!"

Wan'er covered her mouth and snickered.

The two entered the inn, the inn was not big, but it had a different flavor compared to other inns.

There are dozens of rosewood tables and chairs in the hall, and they are already full of swords and swords.

Suddenly, the quiet crowd looked at the two, and a man licked his lips and smiled.

Wan'er frowned slightly, Zhao Wushuang shook his head at her, found an empty table and sat down, and there was no Xiao Er to receive her.

In less than a moment, several women dressed in white put them on the table with delicious food and wine.

A few people came and left like a shadow like the wind, without a sound.

"Interesting!"

Zhao Wushuang gently picked up a piece of snowflake fish meat and put it in his mouth to savor it.

At this time, everyone seemed to be no longer interested in the two, and the sound of drinking and arguing gradually sounded.

There was a table of six people with big knives at their waists speaking particularly loudly, for fear that others would not be able to hear them.

One of them smiled and said: "That second emperor is really a good life! I don't know which hero is so courageous, and I admire him." ”

A few people at the table seemed to be interested, and some people chimed in: "It's a pity! It's a pity that the hundreds of heroes of the rivers and lakes of Qingshui Villa died so tragically under thousands of iron horses, and the dog emperor of the dog day was such a killer just because the Qingshui Villa and Mount Tai were close to each other!." ”

The man snorted angrily and poured a large gulp of wine.

"Hehe, you little shrimps really entered this worry-free inn, can you sit back and relax?"

A domineering voice sounded outside the door, and before seeing anyone, I heard it first.

A man in blood armor stepped in, and the sound of horses' hooves outside the inn was like thunder, and the whole inn trembled violently when he heard a "heh" in unison.

The two people who spoke before were sweating like rain, their whole bodies were tense, and their feet trembled involuntarily.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes narrowed into a line, and a trace of chill slowly seeped out of his eyes.

"Blood Slaughter Guard! Meng Chong!

Meng Chong turned his head sharply and found that it was just a handsome boy who was laughing with the woman next to him.

He frowned, just now he clearly noticed a trace of cold murderous aura, and that only trace of murderous aura actually made him a little frightened.

Just as he looked around to find the man, a man in a white mink coat appeared next to the wooden fence on the second floor.

The man was about thirty years old, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, willow leaf thin eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and a face like a crown of jade, Zhao Wushuang felt that this was the best-looking man he had ever seen, and Zhao Wushuang's first impression of him was that he was a little red among the thousands of flowers, and he was definitely the master of flowers and grass everywhere.

The mink man gently leaned his arms against the wooden fence and said with a smile: "What kind of wind blew General Meng over." Are you going to demolish our little inn?"

Everyone in the inn was shocked, they had long heard that Meng Chong was ruthless, especially for the people of Shangjiang and Lakes, since Emperor Wu of Yuan issued an order, Meng Chong destroyed the thirteen forces of the rivers and lakes, and each time it was three thousand blood slaughter guards wearing heavy armor and holding blood guns to break the village and charge, and the chickens and dogs were not left.

Meng Chong gently touched the treasure knife on his waist and pointed coldly at the knife: "I won't demolish your inn, but I want these people!"

Several people who were already trembling heard that their eyes were even darker, and they almost fell under the table.

The mink man smiled, stretched out his hand and waved a few white shadows appeared, which were the people who served the food just now.

I saw that the mink man pulled the coat on his body and said, "Does General Meng Da not know the rules of my Worry-Free Inn? Or does General Meng Da want to challenge the rules of my Worry-Free Inn?"

Zheng!

The treasure knife was unsheathed, and thousands of blood slaughter guards outside the inn also drew their swords in unison, and for a while, the sound of the knife was like a dragon's roar, and the sword light was like a shadow.

The man Qiu upstairs didn't speak, but slowly picked up the long sword handed by the maid next to him.

The small flowers and white peaches are as if embedded in the scabbard, lifelike, as if you can smell the fragrance from a distance.

Zhao Wushuang supported his face with one hand and smiled: "Hehe! Peach Blossom Sword, don't worry!"

"Twelfth on the Divine Soldier List!"

"Seventh on the Extraordinary List!"

Thirty years ago, the Wanxiang Pavilion of the rivers and lakes spied on the entire creation of the rivers and lakes, and set up six lists of rivers and lakes to exhaust the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

The six lists are: Grandmaster List, Extraordinary List, Rookie List, Divine Soldier List, Beauty List, and Villain List.

Thirty years later, the Grandmaster List is not out, and the other five lists will have newcomers squeezing the old man down every year.

I saw Bai Wuwu gently draw half of his sword, and suddenly, the sword light in the entire inn bloomed like a peach blossom, and the fragrance of flowers filled the entire inn.

For a while, everyone in the inn was sweating profusely, because although the peach blossoms were beautiful, they could represent death.

Meng Chong's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, staring at Bai Wuwu, at this time, the sword qi in the inn rose sharply again, Meng Chong hesitated for a moment, slowly put the knife into the sheath, and walked out of the inn without looking back, and after a while, the horse's hooves slowly moved away like thunder.

The peach blossom sword returned to the sheath, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Bai Wuwu, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Zhao Wushuang and said with a smile: "Moyu Qilin, what a beautiful sword!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the ink sword on Zhao Wushuang's table and were stunned, "Moyu Qilin, is there such a person on the rivers and lakes, why haven't you heard of it?"

Zhao Wushuang stood up with a smile and hugged his fists and said, "Seeing the Peach Blossom Sword today is also a blessing for Sansheng!"

Bai Wuwu turned to leave, and a laugh came from the second floor.

"Haha! Interesting! The rivers and lakes will be more interesting in the future!"

(End of chapter)