Leng Xiaoyun carefully examined this sword, he didn't know why he felt that this sword was so unfamiliar, as if the sword that had killed the enemy with him for several years was someone else's, he really didn't know enough about this sword!

But killing is saving him, believing it, because he has always been like this!

He watched for a long time and put away his short sword, he suddenly wanted to go to Ying Tianfu, to see some affairs, to meet some people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The three emperors of Kaitian and pregnancy, the two sages of ancient times, the holy emperor of the universe and the present, the mighty spirit of the purple peak, the martial arts have Baixiao, all in the guest Juxian, know all the things in the rivers and lakes, and the home is in the mansion Yingtian......" Chen Baixiao's Juxian Residence is still lively, the exquisite decoration, the fragrant wine, and the Chen Baixiao-style singing voice makes the passers-by linger.

At the beginning of the lanterns, it is very lively in the Juxian residence, the dignitaries and dignitaries, the rich gentry and the armor all come here to have a drink, or three or five people get together to chat about how many beautiful girls there are in the Chunhualou, which rich gentry has a few concubines, or concentrate on the Baixiao-style singing, from time to time to call a few good, drink a few glasses of wine.

A ragged man hid in the corner, drinking wine alone, the aroma of champion red was tangy, and the smell of wine was also strong, he couldn't help coughing loudly when he took a sip, and the coughing sound shook his dirty hair, revealing a very hideous scar on his face, a tattered shirt could only cover his body, a thick cloth hemp rope was tied around his waist, and his hair was disorderly and scattered, as if he had just come out of the pile of dead people as disgusting!

The shopkeeper seems to have been accustomed to this kind of man, so he did not drive him out of the shop, and there is no rich or poor in this shop, and everyone is equal in the share of silver! As long as you have silver, you can buy anything, even your own life!

The ragged man seemed to have drunk enough, and shook his body and rushed straight to the shopkeeper! The shopkeeper flashed sharply, and in the panic, he was unusually agile, and easily dodged the man.

When the drunk man quietly brushed the shop guy, he had already stuffed something into the shop guy's arms, and when the shop guy found out that the man was already missing!

The shopkeeper hurriedly turned to the back and took out a closer look, only to see that his face changed suddenly, and he urgently invited the shopkeeper, the thing was originally a thing with a red body, and it was written: Holy Fire Order!

There is also a note under it, which reads: Tonight's second watch, come to take your life! If you want to survive, the shopkeeper invites you; meet in the south corner, you can save your life!

The shopkeeper's face changed suddenly, he seemed to know the power of this order, and his hand shaking the word kept shaking, but he regained his composure in a moment. "It's okay, this is the land of Prince Gong, some rats don't dare to make a time, you can wait for peace of mind, I'll go out, I'll be back in a few hours, if you don't go back, you can make a gift to the prince!" said the shopkeeper again.

All the guys nodded, and the shopkeeper settled down the things in the inn, and then went back to the room alone and opened the drawer and took out an object, which was about a foot in size, like a folding fan, and the shopkeeper suddenly pulled out the handle, and a cold dagger came out of his shell, he looked at it for a long time, took the dagger with him, and walked out of the inn quickly.

The family in the southern corner does not seem to be a very outstanding restaurant, there is no gorgeous pomp, and there is no drunken wine, but it is a well-known place for everyone in Tianfu! Because many literati and scholars gather here to chant poems and drink wine, there are no tables and chairs to sit and drink here, only countless Accords are separated from each other, and there are a few people dressed as literati as companions, and they do not enter the Accord, but only add food and wine with the notes handed inside, which is an excellent place to discuss secret things!

The shopkeeper had already changed into civilian clothes, and when he entered, a man of letters led him to an accord and retreated. He carefully observed that there was only one door to enter the Accord, and the wall of the Accord was painted with green bamboo, and the word "wind" was written on it. Somehow, he hid the dagger in his sleeve and leaned in.

There are no tables and chairs in the Accord, only a low table stands in the center, two mats are spread on the table, and fresh and elegant paintings are hung in the elegant interior, and there are also ink treasures of literati and ink writers to accompany whether they are elegant!

"You're here!" a voice came from outside the Accord.

"Your Excellency invited me not to drink!" said the shopkeeper, clenching his dagger urgently.

"I don't mean anything else, just to find an answer to a question!" the voice said.

"The Holy Fire Hall has vast powers, how can there be no reason to know the affairs of the world, why do you need to ask me and other ants!" said the shopkeeper who slowly paced over to the voice.

"You just have to answer the questions, don't say much, or your inn will burn down and you'll be in a different place!" the voice said coldly.

"Speak!" the shopkeeper continued to pac slowly, the dagger already showing its edge, as if it could take someone's life at any moment.

"Do you remember the man who died at your inn a few months ago?" the voice asked.

"I've forgotten about the months!" The shopkeeper had already paced to the door, and the dagger stabbed out through the door, but unfortunately he pierced the air, and no blood flowed out of the door, and he opened the door in a hurry, and suddenly a cold wind blew, blowing out the candlelight in the Accord, and the Accord was dark.

"Those who offend the Holy Flame Hall will not end well!" a voice came from behind the shopkeeper, and the man was hidden in the Accord!

"I know, but I am Prince Gong's person! If you kill me, Prince Gong will also exterminate you!" the shopkeeper said without looking back, knowing that he was dead.

"You want me to retreat from your husband, but I am not afraid of him at all!" Answer me, can the man who died in your inn a few months ago have any dealings with other people before he dies, or what kind of vision he has in his house, and what kind of person opened his house for him! This question determines your life and death, and you must not forget!" The voice was extremely cold.

"That man is not impressed! What do the people who come and go to the inn mean, if I can remember everyone, I am afraid it will not be as desolate as it is now!" said the shopkeeper, slowly pulling his arm back, handing the dagger to his left hand, and taking out a projectile in his right hand.

"You also know that there is nothing in the world that the Holy Fire Hall does not know, and because Juxian Ju is the land of Prince Gong, Fu Yin does not dare to interfere, so many heinous people often live here! Prince Gong is afraid of causing trouble, so he sets up a secret hole in every room to monitor every tenant! Of course, the shopkeeper and the man are also masters, so as to deal with the occasion! What do you say about the shopkeeper Wang!" the voice said again.

"You seem to know too much!" the shopkeeper suddenly turned around and stabbed out the dagger, knocking out the projectile, which emitted black smoke and instantly enveloped the Accord.

"You have been poisoned, and you will die in a moment, and I only want to know what you are asking for, and how do you know about our ingenuity! If you tell me, I may consider making your death a little more painful!" said the shopkeeper coldly with his dagger resting on the man in black.