Wulou glanced at the bandits and bandits who were scattered and fled in front of him. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info turned his head to look at Meng Jingye and his party again, and said, "You are...... Coming to stop me?"

Those eyes, the light that radiated. With a feeling of palpitations, the surging oppressive aura made Meng Jingye feel a little difficult to breathe. The people behind seemed to be pale.

Meng Jingye and Leng Feng looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Meng Jingye said to Wulou: "That's not the case. It's just that passing through here, seeing the crowd surging uphill, our group was afraid of encountering accidents, so we defended on the spot. ”

Wulou looked at the group and found that except for Meng Jingye and Leng Feng, the others were all wearing the same black and red-edged clothes. It looks like a sect or organization, not like bandits and bandits.

So Wulou nodded. Said: "Excuse me." Goodbye. Then he accelerated around Meng Jingye and his party, and the screams gradually sounded again, but the distance became farther and farther.

"Let's go. Meng Jingye shouted, and everyone continued on the road, several disciples who were injured in the chaotic battle bandaged each other's wounds, but fortunately, there were no casualties.

Meng Jingye rode his horse to Leng Feng's side. Said to him, "The man.... I'm afraid it's a good skill. ”

Leng Feng glanced at him and said, "Not only is it not good! first-class, and there are also ordinary first-class! It's hard to join forces, I guess..... I may be able to run and jump. But the injuries are unpredictable!"

Meng Jingye nodded, and he had also reached the peak of quasi-first-class. I was able to draw with the average first-class. After all, the martial arts have all been perfected, and there are no shortcomings at all, so I can see that the time has been played. But it's as strong as the guy just now. Estimate.... I still only have the share of running away.

Before sunset, the group finally followed the main road and found a small town, after all, no one had ever been here. Meng Jingye and his party came to the only inn in the town, which was quiet and seemed to have no business. There was only one guy wiping the table. But the tables around are shiny!

Seeing Meng Jingye and his party, the guy put the towel on his shoulder, and ran out with a smile, "Yo, objectively, are you such people sharpening or staying in the hotel?"

"Staying at the hotel and having something to eat. Meng Jingye said. I walked in with a group of people. One person was left in each carriage.

Xiao Er hurriedly shouted to the inner room: "Cuihua, come out." Take the objective and park the carriage in the backyard. ”

"Alas, here we are. And a woman with a pockmarked face came out. "A few masters, follow me," the woman led Meng Jingye's men and parked the carriage in the backyard. A few people came to the hall and sat down.

Meals come up. A group of people began to eat slowly. Each table sits according to this. It's all good friends that I'm more familiar with. While eating, they were also talking about something. Meng Jingye and Leng Feng were also chatting about their views on the current situation.

At this moment, a figure, with a sound of footsteps, appeared at the door. A palpitating momentum rushed towards him. Everyone felt it, as if they were being watched by a beast of prey. Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on the door.

No building. Wet. The robes were covered with blood that had dried up or was about to dry up. He stood in the doorway, looking inside, and no table was empty. He frowned. Several tables in the inn were all occupied by Meng Jingye and his party. There was only Meng Jingye's table. There are two more locations.

Meng Jingye also knew the current situation, if this problem was not solved, then it was estimated that the problem would be troublesome.

So Meng Jingye said to the Wulou at the door: "This good man sits inside." Dustwind, Lele, Pang Huai, Xinbo, you guys get up! Give the table to this hero!" The four of them immediately stood up, ready to give up their positions.

"Don't bother, isn't there a place. Then he slowly walked over to Meng Jingye and Leng Feng.

A breath of breath was just pressed. Everyone around them stopped eating and drinking, and then turned their eyes to it. Meng Jingye's chopsticks were still quietly holding a piece of eggplant, and the juice was still dripping down the eggplant. A drop of sweat swept past Meng Jingye's temple.

Wulou sat down. Said to the back room: "Shopkeeper, I want a pound of beef and a pot of wine!" said and showed a stiff smile to Meng Jingye and Leng Feng, and suddenly, the atmosphere in the inn was much more relaxed. "Okay, wait a minute!" a voice came from the back room. The momentum of shooting people in Wulou disappeared, as if it had never existed.

"Yo, everyone, why are you stunned? Isn't the food delicious?" The guy who came out with something looked at the group of people in the hall stunned. So he said.

When the people heard the man's words, they woke up from a dream and continued to eat. But I don't have the same energy to discuss as happily as before. One by one, they buried their heads and ate by themselves.

Meng Jingye also put the eggplant in his mouth. I chewed it carefully, it was unpalatable and cold.

Xiao Er put the beef and wine on the table and left. I didn't pay attention to the blood stains on Wulou's body.

Wulou poured himself a bowl of wine. Tear a piece of beef and put it in your mouth. Bite slowly.

A pungent smell of blood slowly came from Wulou's body. It's intense. Meng Jingye glanced at Leng Feng, and Leng Feng frowned tightly. Eat with your head down. Meng Jingye didn't have anything to say, she ate her own things. I just don't know how many people this person killed.

In the middle of the night, Meng Jingye and Leng Feng had eaten. I went upstairs. Go to the room. The surrounding disciples also ate a few bites hastily. They all went upstairs. Everyone didn't seem to want to stay in the hall for a moment.

Soon. In the hall, only one person left in the building drank by himself. He didn't seem to react to the current situation, as if he had long been used to it. A glass of liquor in his throat, spicy! spicy! He frowned tightly, as if ...... Enjoy the pleasure of burning your throat.

The inn is not big, it is a room for several people, Meng Jingye and Leng Feng could originally enjoy one room for one person, but because there is no room for this. I still vacated a room. Gave way to the non-building. Meng Jingye and Leng Feng lived together.

But there was only one bed in the room, and Meng Jingye walked to the bookcase to find a futon. I sat down on my own. "You sleep." I'm going to cultivate. As he spoke, a faint layer of red mist surrounded Meng Jingye and spread around.

Leng Feng looked at it. smiled: "You are really hard!" and then said no more. After all, after a day of riding, I was also very tired. I don't take off my clothes. I fell into bed and began to fall asleep.

No upstairs upstairs. Got to the room. Immerse yourself in a tub. I didn't take off my clothes either. The hot water gradually soaked through his clothes, and he shrank down. Water slowly, from the chin. It just overflowed overhead! gurgling, and only a bunch of bubbles remained.