It was getting late, and Simon came to a small town by blowing snow. There is an inn in the town called Yingkelai. Ximen Fuxue asked for an upper room and moved in.

In the middle of the night, a dark shadow lay on the roof of the inn. The black shadow is none other than Huang Yi. After running with Simon Blowing Snow for an afternoon, he decided to complete the assassination this evening. He had already determined the room where Ximen Fuxue lived, and she must have let her guard down thinking that she was injured, and this was the best time to kill her.

By this time it had passed, and there was silence inside and outside the inn. Only the moonlight spilled into the courtyard, and the yellow figure fluttered. landed firmly outside the door of a room on the second floor. He pressed his ear to the door and listened, and there was a faint sound of even breathing in the room.

He reached out and pulled a knife from his treasure bag. The knife is only one foot two inches long, and the blade is small but as thin as a piece of paper. Huang Yi inserted a knife into the crack of the door and gently opened the latch inside. Then he pushed the door open and entered, and the whole time there was no sound. Entering the house, Huang put a knife back into the treasure bag, withdrew the dark star and tiptoed to the bedside. The sound of even breathing came clearly from the bed, and Huang Yi felt a lot more at ease when he heard it. He used his left hand to lift the curtain on the bed, and just as his hand lifted the curtain a little, before he could look inside, he saw a sword stabbing out of it.

Huang Yi hurriedly retreated, and Ximen Fuxue jumped out of bed with a snow sword in his hand, and rushed to him with another sword. The space in the room was too small, and Huang Yi tossed and turned and kicked over the tables and chairs, making a lot of movement. He saw that he couldn't do it tonight, so he simply found a flaw and jumped out of the window after breaking through. Ximen didn't chase after the snow, she lit the oil lamp and waited for the innkeeper to come. Sure enough, the shopkeeper, who heard the movement, quickly ran to her room. When he saw that Ximen was fine with blowing snow, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If this is a life lawsuit, you will have to give a generous gift to the county magistrate. But when he saw the rotten back window, his face turned bitter. The thief ran away, and I am afraid that the money for this repair can only be borne by himself.

"The shopkeeper doesn't have to be embarrassed, this is for you. Ximen Fuxue took out a silver ticket of one white tael and handed it over. This upper room is 10 taels of silver for one night, which is enough to compensate him for the accommodation fee. The innkeeper thanked him for his kindness and withdrew from the room with the silver ticket. Simon Fuxue sent the shopkeeper away, and sat cross-legged on the bed again to prepare to rest. There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, the shopkeeper prepared a sumptuous breakfast for Simon Blowing Snow. After breakfast, Ximen Fuxue left the town, she decided not to challenge Zuo Qiufeng of the Songshan Sword Sect first, and then she had to deal with Huang Yi's assassination wholeheartedly.

In the next three days, Ximen Chuixue was really assassinated by Huang Yi every day, which made her annoyed. She was also thinking that she would simply kill Huang Yi if she was injured, but Huang Yi was very alert, and she fled away after missing a blow, not giving Ximen a chance to kill him at all. However, there were accidents in everything, and on the evening of the third day, an accident happened inadvertently!

Ximen Blowing Snow missed the night and had to take refuge in a ruined temple on a mountain. She found some firewood and made a bonfire on which a pheasant she had killed was roasted. This evening, Ximen Fuxue was attacked by Huang Yi, and it was that attack that caused her to miss a village and town. Let her have to sleep in the wilderness tonight, but fortunately, God will favor her to find a ruined temple to live in.

The temple is not big, it has fallen into disrepair, and the main hall is leaking light everywhere. Even the Buddha statue on the altar is missing a head and arms. At night, it was raining lightly outside. Ximen Fuxue had to sigh that he was so lucky. If only it were in the middle of nowhere, I don't know how to do it.

The sound of horses' hooves outside the temple made another person come here. Simon Fuxue didn't care, she still ate the roasted pheasant slowly. Three people walked into the main hall from the outside, led by a young man with a folding fan in his hand. He was followed by two men in black, both wearing masks and carrying a long knife behind him. "Wa people?" Ximen Fuxue frowned, but did not speak.

"This brother is invited, as the so-called brothers in the four seas. There are a lot of disturbances between the subordinates and his subordinates. The young man smiled and said to Simon Blowing Snow.

Simon Fuxue looked up at him, nodded at him and ignored him. The young man was not discouraged when he touched a soft nail, he walked to the west gate and sat down opposite the blowing snow, and said while roasting the fire: "This brother, the dry food we brought is too hard, I wonder if your roast chicken can be divided into half of me." I'm willing to buy it at a high price!"

"Not for sale!" said Simon Fuxue coldly.

"Baga!" said a man in black behind the young man angrily, and he was about to step forward and draw his knife.

"Stand down!" shouted the young man.

"Hey!" the man in black didn't dare to disobey, and retreated behind him with a promise.

"The subordinates don't understand the rules, which makes my brother laugh. Shall I give 100 taels of silver?" said the young man with a smile.

"Not for sale!"

"200 taels of silver!"

"Not for sale!"

"500 taels!"

"Not for sale!"

"1000 taels, this brother I really want to make friends with Your Excellency, and I hope Your Excellency will not refuse. ”

"Not for sale!" replied Simon Blowing Snow.

"Hehe~ I didn't want to cause trouble!, but Brother Tai was too ignorant of lifting, so he offended him!" After the young man finished speaking, he leaned forward with his fan and went straight to Ximen to blow the snow's wrist. The Ximen Blowing Snow Drifting Sword was not unsheathed, and the scabbard was lifted up and pointed at the head of the fan. The young man's instinct came from the fan. As soon as the hand was released, the fan fell into the campfire.

"Baga!" The young man was furious, no longer pretending to be Sven, and with a wave of his hand, the two behind him drew their knives and slashed at the top of Ximen's blowing snow. When Simon Fuxue saw them coming up and killed them, he was very angry in his heart. She instantly pulled out the Drifting Snow Sword and prepared to strike. At this moment, a man stood between the two sides through the hole in the roof. It's none other than Huang Yi, the killer of the Bloody Cloak Building who chased and killed Ximen Blowing Snow.

Ximen Fuxue prepares to deal with Huang Yi's attack, but Huang Yi does not make a move against her. Instead, he killed the three people on the opposite side. "The Japanese should be killed!" the Dark Star Sword flashed ghostly against the backdrop of the firelight, and the two ninja swords fell into a pool of blood one after another.

"You can't kill me!I'm the son-in-law of the Maori family!!I'll take revenge on the Maori family if I kill me!," the young man shouted as he stepped back.

Huang Yi didn't pay attention to him at all, but walked towards him step by step. The loyalty of the youth has collapsed. He took something out of his arms and threw it at Huang Yi. Huang Yiyi turned his head and flew past his head and fell into the bonfire, and the young man was also stabbed in the throat by Huang Yiyi's sword, and he fell to the ground with a reluctant face covering his neck.