Tang Yan, who was lying on the ridge of the house generously, was admiring the moon while drinking wine, humming a song and crossing her legs, and everyone was really like a fairy without anyone noticing.

Can't detect Tang Yan, on the one hand, because Yi Bu is practicing strong knife martial arts, and his perception range does not focus on exercise, Yi Bu's perception is described as a spherical shape with a radius of thirty steps, with no dead angles up and down, left and right, with his knife technique, no matter how big or small, as long as he enters this perception range, Yi Bu can cut it in two even if he closes his eyes.

Moreover, the distance between the location of the inn ridge where Tang Yan was located and the tavern was far beyond the limit of the range that first-class masters who specialized in cultivating martial arts related to the scope of perception could perceive, and it must be known that there were no longer a few martial arts exercises such as cultivation perception range on the rivers and lakes, and some sects also had special cultivation methods, such as Tang Gate, Kunlun, Tomb of the Living Dead, and Baihua Island, all of which had such martial arts secret inheritance, but even so, if other first-class masters came to it, they would not be able to perceive Tang Yan.

The conversation in the tavern was known to Tang Yan, in fact, it did not have an ulterior purpose, but because Tang Yan was suddenly bored with the moon drinking, she casually let go of the range of perception on the ridge of the room, wanting to find some fun to drink, and happened to find that there were many people in the tavern and interesting, so she immediately concentrated her perception to listen to the fun.

Tang Yan's martial arts found another way, and after concentrating on perception, every thing in the tavern could be fed back into her mind, which was like she herself was sitting in the tavern, looking at it face to face, listening to the whole process of Lao Mo and the others talking and eating in person, completely ignoring whether the people in the tavern could detect it, and its domineering, the use of this hand of martial arts has reached a miraculous skill, which is many times more clever than the legendary stunt "Listening to the Wind" on the rivers and lakes, if there are masters in the rivers and lakes who know about it, they will definitely be shocked and shout impossible.

Tang Yan had already retracted the perception released at this time, as light as a falling feather, turned over and hung playfully on the eaves, she did not forget to continue to drink the spirits in the wine jar, and looked curiously at Song Lanjiang who was passing through the courtyard with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Of course, Song Lanjiang didn't know that there was a cloud guest watching his every move, but Song Lanjiang knew what to do, and when he encountered force majeure, Song Lanjiang would face it very calmly, just waiting for the opportunity to stab the other party and then escape.

He pushed open the wooden door of the bathhouse, walked into the partition room where the clothes were placed, and by a little light, he saw that his clothes had been folded neatly and placed there, he put back his clothes, and when the clothes were put on, he found that they had been cleaned, which should have been arranged by Aisha.

Song Lanjiang folded the helper's clothes and put them aside, picked up Xiaoya, spread his hair, tied the knife he had sharpened to his wrist, and then wrapped himself and Xiaoya tightly with a broken blanket, returning to his usual appearance, even if he was a guest in the tavern today, when he saw the current Song Lanjiang, he would not think of the young man in the tavern.

Closing the wooden door of the bathhouse, Song Lanjiang slowly walked out of the back door of the tavern, there will be scattered pedestrians walking on the street in the east of the city, Song Lanjiang lowered his head, and turned out of the street quickly and unhurriedly, and entered a dark alley.

The dark alley made Song Lanjiang feel safe, it was a habit that had been brought to his bones for so many years, and when he entered the alley, Song Lanjiang walked in the shadows, his steps became faster, and his attention became more concentrated.

Turning left and right, Song Lanjiang took a completely different route from when he came in the morning, in Yilan City at night, people like him, no one would care if they died, and the corpse would either be stripped naked and stinky in the gutter, or the next day it would be found by the people who cleared the street and thrown to the Gobi to return to the earth.

The feet did not stop, Song Lanjiang thought in his mind that the goat milk in the broken kiln could still eat a few meals with Xiaoya, and thought that the song sung by the woman in the tavern was very good, but unfortunately he didn't remember the words and tunes, and he couldn't learn to hum it, so he was careful when he worked tomorrow, and sang it to Xiaoya after reciting a few words, just like Aisha's retinue Ato, you can hum a song to Xiaoya to make her laugh.

"Oops!!" As soon as Song Lanjiang turned into an alley, he saw three people holding one on the ground, this is a robbery or a murder, the alley is darker than the alley, and Song Lanjiang was seen by the sentry person.

Song Lanjiang didn't think about it, turned around casually, and exited the alley at the speed of entering the alley just now, without showing a trace of panic, he immediately let out of the alley and ran quickly.

The footsteps behind sounded, it sounded like a person was chasing Song Bajiang, and he didn't look back, Song Bajiang carried up the windward sand footwork at the foot of the river, although it could only ensure that thirty steps could be smart, but it was still used, he quickly passed through an alley, trying to get rid of the people chasing him behind.

Unexpectedly, not only did the people behind not follow, but the sound of footsteps behind them was getting closer and closer, and they already had experience in practicing light martial arts, Song Lanjiang judged that the people behind him should have practiced martial arts, but they were also superficial, relying on their physical strength to chase, otherwise Song Lanjiang would have been caught.

Running like this is definitely not as good as the person coming from behind, Song Lanjiang is still holding his little teeth in his arms, and he doesn't even have the ability to resist if he runs down, his eyes shoot a fine light, and he turns his head and rushes into a dark alley.

The people who came behind saw the dwarf who was particularly able to run in front of him into a dead alley, and he was happy, and if he ran like this, he would not be able to continue his physical strength.

The latter person is not the same as a person like Song Lanjiang who only lives for survival, he has a strong body and has practiced some fists and feet, he could have been a helper in Yilan City to make money and live, but he likes from the bottom of his heart which kind of control of other people's lives, the first time he wiped the knife in his hand on someone else's throat, and the hot blood flowed to the back of his hand, he was intoxicated, obsessed with the desperate look whenever he saw others begging for mercy and being tortured and killed by him, which filled his heart with infinite pleasure, so every once in a while, several people in Yilan City would hide in the dark alleys at night to commit murder and murder, and then rob the victim's property。

Before the man entered the alley, he shouted, "You're in a dead end, I'll see where you run again!!"

This is a kind of experience, when the prey is panicked, the hunter makes a loud noise, which can easily capture the opponent's courage and make the opponent give up resistance.

As soon as he stepped into the alley, this man saw a black shadow attacking him, this man was not nervous, his steps were not disorderly, and he hit the black shadow with a punch from his waist, which was full of confidence, and he believed that he could make the fleeing dwarf unconscious.

As soon as the punch was struck, the person suddenly felt a cone pain in the soft underbelly of his waist, the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't maintain the posture of punching, so he lowered his head and covered his waist with both hands.

It turned out that Song Lanjiang entered the alley and hid against the wall in the shadows, as soon as the man came in, he threw out the broken blanket that he had taken off, quickly took out the knife with one hand, and used the basic knife technique of the blood-colored space with his own sharpening knife, and the tip of the backhand knife stabbed out from the tricky angle that could not be prevented, and stabbed into the opponent's weakness.

The knife move was not over yet, the person was in severe pain and subconsciously lowered his head to protect his waist with both hands, and the knife raised by Song Lanjiang fell straight down with the force of the fall, and the handle of the knife hit the key point of the person's neck with a slight flip of the wrist, and the knife wiped the person's throat.

These few ruthless moves were almost stabbed by Song Lanjiang to Master Xiliang in the morning..............