At this moment, a man in white walked slowly from outside the inn, his soaked shoes stepping on the mud marks on the ground.

The footprints stretched slowly from the doorway, and finally stopped in front of the golden fox.

The man in white had a dry face, sunken eye sockets, sunken cheeks, miserable white lips, and a sallow complexion, and the whole face did not look like the face of a living person. His eyes are blank, and he looks like he has no focus when he sees things.

He had a sword in his hand, the tip of which was bloody and solidified, but anyone could tell that it wasn't too long since the sword had killed people.

This bloodthirsty sword, even the rain that poured down from the sky could not wash away its contaminated blood.

The man in white didn't say a word, and sat down directly opposite the man in black.

He put his hand on the table, his fingers were long, the knuckles were thick, they looked like monkey's hands, wrinkled and rough, dirty and black, and his nails were full of black dirt. But in fact, it was not mud, but coagulated blood, the blood of many people.

The man in black didn't even look at it, but still drank to himself with an indifferent face.

The man in white sat opposite with a blank expression, looked at the man in black for a while, and asked, "These two people are performing for you?"

The man in black didn't raise his head, let alone answer.

The man in white glanced at the yacha, only to see that half of one person's face had been red and swollen by another person, and the person who did it had no intention of stopping.

"Get out. The man in white said a word, and his voice was very low and deep, smashing into his ears, which could make the listener's heart sink.

When Zhang Qing slapped out the slap when he heard this voice, he immediately took it back, looked at the man in white cautiously, his eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately pulled up the road and hurriedly walked away. His feelings told him not to linger any longer.

However, he didn't go far, and when he was sure that the other party hadn't noticed, he turned back and hid in the dark to observe the only two people left in the inn hall.

The eyes of the man in white fell on the man in black again, and he said for a long time: "How is your Excellency?"

The Man in Black did not answer.

The man in white said, "Would you like to compete with me?"

As the saying goes, the good ones don't come, and the ones who come are not good, this person dares to come forward alone to challenge, and he must have amazing ability.

"What to try?" The man in black did not look up, but put the wine glass to his lips and said, "Don't you see that I am drinking? If you want to try drinking, you can go and get a cup yourself." ”

The man in white looked at the wine glass held in the man in black blankly, and said, "I'm not here to drink, I'm here to kill." ”

The man in black drank slowly, completely not putting the visitor in his eyes, and said without changing his face: "I'm not here to kill, I'm here to drink." ”

The man in white said coldly: "How are you drinking?"

The man in black put down his wine glass and said lazily: "It's no worse than killing people." ”

The godless eyes of the man in white suddenly flashed, and he said coldly: "I don't want to compete with you in drinking skills, I just want to compete with you in killing skills." ”

The man in black lowered his eyelids and said unhurriedly: "I don't want anyone to try the kung fu of killing, I only want to compare the kung fu of drinking now." ”

The man in white said: "If you want to talk about drinking wine, who in the world can compare to the drunkard Yu Yanzi." ”

The man in black drank the wine in the cup and asked, "Who is Yu Yanzi?"

The man in white said: "You don't know Yu Yanzi?"

"I don't know. The man in black drank another glass of wine.

"But Bai Luoshang knows. The man in white suddenly laughed twice, the laughter was cold and old, like the sound of crawling out of hell, without vitality and life.

This person's voice is more frightening than this person's face. This burst of laughter alone can be creepy.

Zhang Qing, who was secretly watching them, the soles of his feet were already soft.

Not only Zhang Qing's face changed, but even the person who had bet with the dice before had already put away the dice and looked at the man in white with a shocked expression.

At this time, the focus in the inn has fallen on this unknown person.

No one knows who he is, only that he came from the rain with a sword, an unsheathed sword. The sword was used to kill, and no one knew who he had just killed, but everyone knew that he was now planning to use this sword to kill the golden fox, one of the owners of the Five Fox Villa who was sitting across from him.

The rain outside the door was a little heavier, and the mournful sound of the rain was like an endless cry. The dripping rain hit the ground, and the water vapor churned very badly.

The dark clouds pressed down thickly, and the whole inn became gray and dim.

The wind suddenly became stronger, and the windows around the hall crackled.

Zhang Qing, who was already completely stunned, suddenly shuddered, and it turned out that a drop of water had smashed on his back.

Water is naturally rain, and rain is naturally blown in by strong winds.

Zhang Qing came back to his senses and looked into the inn, it turned out that he was not the only one who was stunned.

Everyone looked at the person sitting opposite to each other with their eyes, the man in white did not hide his killing intent, and his sword became bright in the dim light.

If a sword wants to kill, it must be very fast, and the faster the blade, the brighter it is.

Despite this, the man in black still didn't look at the man in white, and since just now, he hasn't looked too far and looked at people. He drank wine with an indifferent expression, as if the person in front of him was simply air.

The man in white looked at the golden fox coldly, and said coldly: "You don't recognize Yu Yanzi, you should always know Bai Luosheng." ”

The golden fox laughed and said, "Now, if anyone says that they haven't heard of the name Bai Luosheng, I'm afraid no one will believe it." ”

The man in white squinted his eyes and asked, "Don't you want to know what the relationship between Bai Luoshang and Yu Yanzi is?"

"Don't want to know. The man in black poured wine with an expressionless face, he really didn't want to know at all.

But the man in white didn't seem to understand the man in black, and actually began to talk to himself: "They are the relationship between drunkards and drunkards, don't you also want to know what the weakness of a drunkard is?"

The man in black said with a wooden face: "I don't want to know." ”

The man in white said strangely: "Why don't you want to know? Aren't you looking for Bai Luoshang? ”

The man in black retorted, "Now that you know his weakness, is he doing it for you?"

The man in white was silent for a moment, and then said, "Compete with me, if you win against me, I can give you a lot of information about Bai Luosheng, including all his weaknesses." ”

The man in black sneered and asked, "Does he have a weakness?"

The man in white said: "Yes, of course he has." ”

"Oh?"

"Everyone has weaknesses, and Bai Luoshang is also a human, so he naturally has weaknesses. ”

The man in black asked again, "Does he have many weaknesses?"

The man in white said: "He has played many people alone, one identity and one weakness, and he naturally has many weaknesses." ”

"Really? That surprised me. The man in black finally raised his head, glanced at the person sitting in front of him, and said, "What do you want to compare with me?"

The man in white raised the sword in his hand and said, "Competition." ”

The man in black shook his head and said uninterestedly: "The result of the competition is nothing more than two situations, one horizontal and the other vertical. ”

"There are exceptions, and not necessarily one horizontally or one vertically. "Humane in white," Once, Bai Luoshang and Yu Yanzi competed, and the ending was that both of them were found sideways. ”

The man in black said: "That's because they're all drunk. ”

"You know that this matter has never been known to a third person except those two people. The man in white looked at the man in black, "You said you didn't know Yu Yanzi, how do you know?"

The man in black said: "I don't know Bai Luoshang either, but I've just heard of it." However, the competition between two drunkards must be to try it on the table first, since they are drunkards, they will naturally drink endlessly. You just said that this matter has never been known to a third person, so how did you know about it?"

The man in white didn't want to answer the question of the man in black, he said in a slow voice: "Once, Bai Luoshang and Qiu Lifeng competed, and the result was that two Qiu Lifeng came out vertically in front and back. ”

The man in black said: "The one who came out later is the real Qiu Lifeng." ”

"Oh?"

"According to Qiu Lifeng's character, if he is the one who comes out first, then there will definitely be no one behind him. ”

"Yes, if Qiu Lifeng comes out first, it means that his opponent is dead. The man in white stared coldly at the man in black and said, "You are very smart." ”

The man in black did not speak.

The man in white said: "So you don't have any curiosity, you will see anything more clearly than others." ”

Looking at the sword in his hand, the white-clothed man Mu Ne's eyes showed a trace of disappointment, "You have no curiosity, you are not the opponent I am looking for, and you are not worthy of my sword." ”

The man in black poured himself another glass of wine, and tasted it slowly, not in a hurry or annoyed, as if he couldn't hear anything.

The man in white was gone, and his footsteps were unusually slow, as if he was dragging his feet.

It wasn't until the slow and dull voice could no longer be heard that the black-clothed man looked up and looked towards the door, a look of incomprehension flashed on his face.

The man who came from the rain walked into the rain again.

The churning water soon submerged the white figure, and the man in white left nothing but mud prints on the ground, and took nothing with him.

It wasn't until the wind died down that the atmosphere in the inn gradually warmed up. Drinking drinking, upstairs going upstairs, as if nothing had ever happened.

Zhang Qing, who had been stiff in the dark corner for a long time, secretly wiped a handful of sweat.

The man in white had an oppressive cold air all over his body, which made him stand far away, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

That's a real killer, and a killer who doesn't hide his killing intent at all. He is bloodthirsty, and from the moment he saw the golden fox, he did not hide his killing intent. He was definitely a man who had crawled out of hell, because his looks, his voice, and his actions were like a walking corpse without the breath of a living person.