The cold wind blew on the face, and although it hurt, it also made people more sober.

Two figures, one red and one white, slowly appeared in the nameless inn, they had just come from the Yuelai inn.

The man in red walked to the counter, but before the shopkeeper could speak, the man in red asked the shopkeeper first: "May I ask if there are any strange people who have come to invest in the store these days?"

"There really is!" The shopkeeper nodded lightly: "There are fifteen people in total, the two led by them are dressed in black, older, very thin, one has a kind face, the other has a hideous face, very scary, the other thirteen are all young people, six of them are brightly dressed, like from a big family, five are strangely dressed, like people from the Western Regions, and there is a girl among them who is very beautiful, like a fairy, very attractive, but the most conspicuous is the one who carries a big sword, and the big sword is less than forty or fifty pounds!"

The man in red took out a piece of silver and threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Do you want to eat?"

The man in red shook his head: "No, this silver will reward you!"

"Thank you, guest officer!" The shopkeeper took the silver and smiled on his lips.

The man in red and the man in white went upstairs.

"How many pounds do you think that sword really has?" asked the man in red with a smile.

The man in white said: "The rumor is one hundred and twenty catties, I don't know if it is exaggerated." ”

The man in red smiled lightly: "I don't know which is stronger or weaker, Juque, who is known as the supreme in the world, and your Fang Tian Painting Halberd?"

The man in white smiled lightly, "You'll find out soon!"

As soon as the two of them went upstairs, they saw that the corridor was full of fine needles as thin as cow's hair.

"Bashu Tang Gate flies with ten thousand needles, and only Tang Gate can shoot so many fine needles at once!" The man in red was slightly startled, and he couldn't imagine that even Tang Men was dispatched.

The man in red and the man in white quickly walked into the room where Baili Xingfeng lived last night.

The man in white soon saw three small holes in the ground, through which he could see the arrow feathers downstairs.

The man in white pondered slightly: "Those who can shoot through the floor slab, and the arrow feathers have not yet entered three inches underground, only the desert iron rider pierces the cloud arrow!"

The two of them flashed and went up to the roof.

There were two dead men lying on the roof, very conspicuous.

A dead man was dressed in black armor, holding a longbow in his hand, with a bag of white feather arrows pinned to his waist, his throat pierced, and his body was covered with colorful steel needles.

The man in red shook his head lightly: "I can't imagine that the desert pierces the clouds and arrows, and it has become history like this!"

The other dead man was dressed in a blue robe, with a large bloody gash on his chest and a cylinder in his hand.

Looking at this cylinder, the man in red and the man in white lost their voices at the same time: "Peacock Feather!"

The shell made of pure gold, the magnificent cloud pattern, isn't it the supreme secret weapon in the world, the peacock feather!

The two of them looked at the man in the black armor again, staring at the steel needle that even armor could shoot through, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink violently.

The man in red sighed slightly: "I can wear the black cloud-piercing armor made of dark iron, only the desert iron rider rides the Yellow Sea Sand, and even the hidden weapon that can shoot through the cloud-piercing armor, only the peacock feather that is the supreme secret weapon in the world, and the only one who holds the peacock feather is Tang Yihao, the master of the Tang Sect Secret Weapon Sect, but why did Tang Yihao take the peacock feather to shoot the Yellow Sea Sand?

"I think I can tell you the answer!" I saw that one person also went up to the roof, it was the shopkeeper, and he was still holding a long-pole knife in his hand.

The man in red smiled lightly: "Do you know how they died?"

"I know!" The shopkeeper nodded slightly: "Because I saw it last night!"

The man in white stared coldly at the shopkeeper and said in a deep voice: "You don't seem to be the shopkeeper, because a real shopkeeper won't have such a good light skill!"

"You're right!" shopkeeper smiled lightly: "I'm not really shopkeeper!"

"What about the real shopkeeper?" asked the man in white.

"The real shopkeeper is dead!"

"You killed him!"

The shopkeeper shook his head lightly: "No, it was my friend who killed him!"

The man in white stared at the shopkeeper: "Do you still have friends?"

"The group of people who have the Seal Dragon Treasure Crate on their bodies!"

The man in white narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you know the whereabouts of the Yinlong Treasure Crate, why don't you chase after it?"

The shopkeeper nodded lightly: "Yes, I am indeed waiting for someone!"

"Waiting for whom?"

"Waiting for you, or rather, waiting for you!"

"Interesting!" the man in white smiled: "Why are you waiting for us if you know the whereabouts of the Seal Dragon Treasure Crate but don't chase it?"

The man in red smiled: "I think I know the answer, even the first rider of the desert iron horse, Huang Haisha, and Tang Yihao, the master of the Bashu Tang Sect Secret Weapon Sect, died so miserably, he and his friends naturally knew that the person with the Seal Dragon Treasure Box was difficult to deal with, so they were waiting for help!"

The shopkeeper laughed: "Smart, I like smart people! Let's go, let's chase, I know the code left by my friend!"

The man in red said: "I want to know how Huang Haisha and Tang Yihao died!"

"I'll tell you on the way, let's go, let's chase!" After speaking, the shopkeeper's figure flashed and swept forward.

The man in red and the man in white also spread out and followed!