In the inn, at the staircase on the second floor, Fang Cai's footsteps stopped abruptly.

It seems that everyone in the Iron Clothes Gate is waiting for someone.

Jiang Xiaoman was still sitting at the table, his body was like a sharp sword, and he didn't care about the neat and powerful footsteps.

Just because he didn't care didn't mean the other two people in the room couldn't care.

Ji Xiaoyue is okay, for Jiang Xiaoman, the little girl has 100% confidence.

Anyway, as long as Jiang Xiaoworm is by her side, she will not be afraid even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of her.

Still lying by the window, he quietly closed the two windows slightly, leaving only a gap to see outside.

With a palm in her hand, a dark red incense plant appeared in Ji Xiaoyue's hand.

This incense, called chaos, is the most fascinating.

Once ignited, the aroma is pervasive, and even the strongest people at the peak of the day after tomorrow cannot resist it.

It is also an ecstasy thing, but it is more than twice as clever as the medicinal powder in Han Xunzhi's hand during the day.

"Well, you take these two pills first, just in case. ”

Ji Xiaoyue turned around and spread out her white palm, and there were two red pills lying in her palm, and handed them to Jiang Xiaoman and Xiao Ying.

"I can't see it, Brother Xiaoyue, you still know how to refine pills!" Jiang Xiaoman took the pill, smiled lightly, and swallowed it without thinking about it.

Although I have only known each other for less than a day, I always feel that this little brother Yue has the shadow of that little girl.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Jiang Xiaoman would not be defensive against this small hall at all.

Xiao Ying took the red pill, frowned, hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth and swallowed it in her mouth.

She is not Jiang Xiaoman, she has come all the way from the Central Regions to the Southern Regions, and it will naturally not be smooth sailing along the way.

What she saw, heard, and what she had personally encountered, especially the fright she had been by the Iron Cloak Gate earlier, made her have to be cautious.

However, when she looked at the sincere and clear eyes of the two, it made her feel a lot more relieved for no reason.

"I'm sorry, I've affected Jiang Gongzi and Ji Gongzi. Xiao Ying's face turned pale, looked at the two people in the room, and said in a low voice.

"There's nothing to be involved in, the Iron Cloak Gate is nothing, don't care. Jiang Xiaoman smiled and stood up, walked towards the door of the room, shrugged his shoulders and whispered as he walked.

Growing up so big, the boy never knew what it meant to be afraid.

Even if you listen to the footsteps, at least three of them are masters of the day after tomorrow.

But for Jiang Xiaoman, he still has no scruples.

The Flame Iron Riders who guarded the Overseer's Mansion in Vermilion Bird City, which cultivation is not at least above the day after tomorrow.

This iron-clad door is really nothing.

Untied the red sandalwood gun magazine from his back, took out three pieces of the gun body glowing with a cold glow, and Jiang Xiaoman assembled them together.

Holding the gentian silver spear lightly in one hand, he slowly pushed open the door of the room with the other.

The boy turned around, put his index finger between his lips, and gestured to the two people in the room to wait quietly, and then took a step forward and stepped out of the room with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The corridor is not lively, more than a dozen powerful men who exude a faint evil aura stand on both sides of the staircase on the second floor like ten sculptures holding steel knives in their hands.

In the other rooms, the doors were tightly closed, and the passers-by who passed through Jincheng to temporarily live here were all carefully hiding in the room, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Of course, there are also a few rooms where the guests are calm and calm, or holding a book in their hands, or drinking tea by themselves, or sitting cross-legged on the bed and doing penance.

These people were not the slightest afraid of the dispute that was about to arise outside the door, but they were not at all interested, and naturally they would not be idle and bored.

There is a way that a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, this is the rule of the rivers and lakes.

In front of the more than a dozen men in black suits, the three of them stood side by side.

The middle-aged man with two mustaches like rat whiskers at the head stared at the young man who slowly walked out of the room with his eyes slightly narrowed, and said with a sneer: "You are really brave. ”

"Your iron cloak is also very bold. Jiang Xiaoman carried the gentian silver spear and walked towards the group of people step by step, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly.

Finally, not far from the iron-clad gate, the young man slowly stopped, pulled over a bamboo chair and sat down, spread the silver spear in his hand on his knees, and calmly looked at the rat-whiskered man standing in front.

"What's your name?" The rat-bearded man's eyes suddenly opened, staring at the silver spear in the young man's hand, and finally his gaze fell on Jiang Xiaoman's face, and asked softly.

Although he was an enemy, this young man's courage made him have to admire.

If it were him, as old as Jiang Xiaoman, he would never have the courage to be like today's teenagers.

It's as if Tarzan collapsed in front of him and didn't change color.

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Xiaoman. While wiping the head of the gun with his sleeve, Jiang Xiaoman said with a chuckle, his head lowered and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Although he was calm on the surface, the young man's heart was extremely excited at the moment.

The way he is now, but he imitates the heroes in the book, and I don't know if it makes these iron-clad men on the other side feel the murderous aura of being born a hero.

This Jianghu, every time a hero appears, he has to be like this, and he must pay attention to his aura and demeanor.

Now, Jiang Xiaoman hasn't figured out his unique way of appearing in the future, so he has to follow the chivalrous novels he has read first.

It's just that this movement is still too small, but the book says that before some peerless masters appear, there must be a group of maids who are skilled in gauze clothes and covered faces like fairies.

There are also some heroes, but they are as cold and arrogant as snow, and they are cold and light before they reach the sword.

It's a pity that Jiang Xiaoman's conditions are a little simple now, and he can only use the most common way of appearance of heroes.

Surname Jiang?

As the head of the eight iron-clad deacons, the rat-bearded man's face couldn't help but change, and he looked at the young man in front of him with a look of jealousy.

This surname is not something that anyone can provoke in the entire Southern Regions and even Kyushu.

Jiang Xiaoman lowered his head, but the corner of his eye glanced at the rat-bearded man, only to see him looking at himself with a look of surprise.

For such a performance, the teenager was very satisfied.

It seems that not all of what is said in the book is a lie.

The confrontation between the rivers and lakes pays attention to the first voice.

Now that he is sitting down there, these iron-clad men are not afraid to move because of their momentum.

The rat-bearded man naturally didn't know what the young man was thinking, and the reason why he asked Jiang Xiaoman's name was just that he felt that this young man must have some basis for being so fearless, and he just wanted to investigate.

The rivers and lakes are fighting, compared to who has more people and more masters, where do you care about any ethereal aura, Jiang Xiaoman thinks too much......

At this time, there was the sound of horses' hooves fluttering again.

Immediately, a man who was clearing the field downstairs hurriedly ran upstairs, walked up to the rat-whiskered man, and whispered something in his ear.

Without speaking, the rat-bearded man glanced at Jiang Xiaoman, gave an order to the two subordinates beside him, and hurriedly went downstairs with the man who ran upstairs.

At this time, it should be tonight's main master.

Jiang Xiaoman touched his head, didn't care, closed his eyes slightly and planned to take a nap.

Speaking of which, after a day's journey, I really didn't have a good rest.

He's really a little tired, so it's good to just take advantage of this moment to squint a little.

Heroes, they should be so fearless.

Xiao Ying clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, but she was a little restless when she sat in the room.

There was no expected sound of fighting, and the silence outside was a little scary at this moment, which made her heart hang.

Since he was a child, he has followed his mother to live in seclusion in the mountains, although this trip to the rivers and lakes has more or less tasted the warmth and sinister of the rivers and lakes.

But in the end, more often than not, it was the old servant who silently stood by her side, blocking those difficulties and dangers for her.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the real experience of the rivers and lakes can be said to be zero.

Xiao Ying got up and sat down again, biting her lips lightly, looking at Ji Gongzi who was lying by the window with a calm face, and wanted to speak several times.

If it was because of himself tonight, he would have been involved with the kind-hearted Jiang Gongzi, and he would never give up.

"Anla, put your mind at ease, we have to have confidence in Jiang Xiaoworm!" As if sensing Xiao Ying's uneasiness, Ji Xiaoyue turned around and looked at her with a pair of big eyes, chuckled and said slowly: "Jiang Xiaoworm is very powerful, he can beat a hundred times by himself in such a role during the day." ”

"Well, thank you, Master Ji......" Xiao Ying smiled reluctantly, but the words of this big-eyed but thin and somewhat excessive Ji Gongzi did make her feel a lot more at ease.

It's just that I can't help but have some doubts in my heart, that Jiang Gongzi is obviously called Jiang Xiaoman.

But why does this Ji Gongzi call him Jiang Xiaoworm?

"It's coming!"

Without waiting for Xiao Ying to chew carefully, she heard Ji Xiaoyue staring at the window and whispering.

Xiao Ying thought about it, then stood up and walked to the window lightly, standing side by side with Ji Xiaoyue and looking downstairs.

Since you have decided to go north with the two sons, you can't just make a vase that will be held back.

At least, this guts has to be the same as that of Ji Gongzi.

Outside the inn, on the brightly lit streets, there were a lot of people gathered to watch the excitement, but they all stood far away for fear of being burned by the fire of the iron coat gate.

More than a dozen riders rushed all the way, without any scruples about the passers-by on both sides of the road along the way, and they were extremely arrogant.

The first two horses, but in an instant, they leaped to the ground, and the neighing of two fierce horses suddenly stopped at the door of the inn.

One of them, wrapped in a robe as black as ink, could not see his face.

The other, dressed in a dark blue iron suit, carrying a sword inlaid with two emerald gems at his waist, and long black hair fluttering in the wind, was a very young man.

"Mo Lao, you say, if the girl surnamed Xiao knew that it was a loyal old servant who had escorted her all the way to the Southern Regions and betrayed her to the Iron Cloth Gate, what would she do?"

"Hmph, that Xiao Shu'er treats her well and is loyal, but when she is dying, she refuses to tell me the whereabouts of the Xiao family's thing. The man in the black robe had a hoarse voice, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, so he snorted coldly and whispered: "The whereabouts of that thing, Xiao Shu'er's slut must have told her about this wild girl who picked it up from nowhere, but this wild girl was very alert, and I tried many times along the way, but I couldn't ask for the whereabouts." ”

"Hehe, you don't have to tell me that. The young man pressed his hand on the saber and smiled lightly, paused and then spoke slowly: "I'm not interested in the thing in your mouth, I just want to know if the girl named Xiao Ying is really that rare physique?"

As he spoke, he seemed to notice something, raised his head and looked at the second floor of the inn, the corners of his shallow lips slightly curled.

Under the illumination of the light, the young face was very handsome, but there was a hint of evil in his eyes.

The world says that people with shallow lips are the most ruthless.