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The tattered clothes seemed to be patched together on him, and the sides of the long boots under his feet had been torn through several narrow cuts.

The soles of his feet were covered with weeds and dirty mud and snow, and occasionally specks of blood could be seen on his tattered clothes.

"He's a beggar. This was Ye Wuxin's first impression of him.

"I'm a beggar's nest here!" Ji Ruxiang walked over and said unceremoniously, trying to close the door tightly.

"Wait. The man hurriedly stretched out his hand and sandwiched it in the middle of the crack in the door, revealing his chapped fingers, and the nails were covered with dark yellow dirt, and by the way, there was a "charming" smell.

"If you don't leave, don't blame the old lady for being polite!" Ji Ruxiang deliberately pushed the door out, wanting the door panel to clamp him fiercely.

"If you take this away, I think we can get another upper room. Probably from exhaustion and hunger, as well as the biting cold outside, the man's voice trembled and was a little deep, as if it were coming from a corpse.

Ji Ruxiang's eyes lit up! With her years of experience, the bad jade in the hands of this "beggar" was definitely expensive! No matter how he got it, anyway, it was her Ji Ruxiang's now!

"Why is the proprietress so ruthless, the door is open to guests, this person's wine money and room money are mine, you won't even let go of this little money on the beggar..."

Although she wanted that piece of jade very much, in front of everyone, Ji Ruxiang was embarrassed to go too far, so she said: "Come and arrange a firewood room for this old guy!" After speaking, his angry ass twisted and walked away.

Actually, this man is not a beggar, nor is he an old fellow, but he just looks like him at this time.

When Ji Ruxiang closed the door just now, the man quickly withdrew his arm and stretched it out at the same speed, but he didn't actually catch him.

Ordinary people don't have such a reaction speed at all! All of this can't escape Ye Wuxin's eyes.

A beggar with such a piece of jade is still living so miserably, there are only two possibilities, he is either a fool or a down-and-out master.

"Thank you, Childe, you are such a good person!" the man put the jade back in his arms, and walked in trembling against the door frame.

The rest of the people went back to the room after eating, only the five old guys from the Tang Sect were here, and no one dared to make the first move.

"You're just as kind as your father. Shang Luoge patted Ye Wuxin's shoulder and said.

"Don't you think he's weird?" Ye Wuxin still looked at the "beggar" in front of him with interest.

"One is just Hanako. Shang Luoge turned around and left, he was going outside to check the weather, after all, returning to the snow region was of course the most urgent thing.

"Who are you?" Ye Wuxin asked.

"A good man. The man returned, still with a weak voice.

"Who are the good guys?"

"A good man is a poor man! Have you ever seen a wicked man like me?"

That's true. ”

"Dare to ask who Childe is?"

"Oh, my name is Ye Wuxin, but I guess I'll be about the same as you soon. Ye said thoughtfully.

"Are you Ye Wuxin?" the man raised his head suddenly, although his hair still blocked most of his face, he could still see the surprise in those chaotic eyes.

"You're not here to kill me, are you? Ye Wuxin instinctively took a few steps back.

"No, good people never kill, they only save people. ”

Ye Wuxin didn't speak, he was thinking about the origin and identity of the person in front of him, and quickly searched in his mind.

However, it is a pity that Ye Wuxin did not find his name in his mind. If this person is a killer, it is estimated that he also belongs to the category that is not very famous.

"How do you prove that you are a good person?" Ye Wuxin still wanted to dig up some clues.

"That's easy to say!" As soon as the words came out, the man stretched out his hands and pushed forward, and this palm directly hit Ye Wuxin's ribs on both sides. Those two weak arms seemed to be injected with a thousand catties of strength in an instant.

Ye Wuxin fell backwards uncontrollably, and he was like a weak little girl who lost his martial arts.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkling a graceful arc on the ground.

"This is a good person?!" Ye Wuxin obviously didn't expect this inconspicuous guy in front of him to have such a palm power.

"Of course this is not what a good person should do!" the man walked towards Ye Wuxin with a disdainful expression.

Am I going to die at the hands of such a dirty guy? Seeing this guy getting closer and closer, Ye Wuxin thought to himself.

I saw that the man leaned over and grabbed Ye Wuxin's arms to help him up, and then sealed Ye Wuxin's acupoint with his other hand, and then injected a stream of true qi into Ye Wuxin's body.

Ye Wuxin felt that the pain was decreasing, and he seemed to be more energetic than before.

"You're really a good person!" Ye Wuxin said angrily.

"Well, of course, my aim is to save lives! If the person I want to help is intact, I will also cripple him, and then save him. The man explained in a serious manner.

"Then what if it can't be saved?" Ye Wuxin asked rhetorically.

"If it weren't for what I did, I would have had to resign myself to fate, and if I had done it, this kind of thing would not have happened! You are questioning my kindness! I will definitely be able to grasp the strength, scale, and speed of hurting people. This is my belief in life!" The more the man spoke, the more angry he became, as if Ye Wuxin's suspicion had hurt his self-esteem.

"You're such a weirdo!" Ye Wuxin said with a smile.

"Give up! I'm a good man!" the man hurriedly corrected.

"What should I call you?"

"Good people. After the good man finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the firewood room.

Ye Wuxin shook his head helplessly, I hope this person has nothing to do with him, no one can stand him tossing like this. He's a good guy though. But with this kindness, he continues to torture others.

The good man just went out and turned back, grabbed a roast chicken, looked at Ye Wuxin and said, "Your father was kind to me at the beginning, and now I am here to repay the kindness!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Ye Wuxin's eyes darkened: It's over! This person really has something to do with him, my God!

At night, the night is calm, the moonlight is calm, everything is calm, but the inn under all this shroud is surging.

In the secret room, Ji Ruxiang, Hai Da Fat, and Liyu were discussing something, a dim oil lamp like a bean, barely able to see the silhouette of the other party.

"Shopkeeper, it's not easy to do this time!" said Hai Dapang in a low voice.

"That's true, but there is an order in the snowy region, even if you try your best this time, you must let Ye Wuxin walk to the snowy region alive!" Ji Ruxiang's tone was firm and unquestionable.

"We can't deal with the "Five Poisons of the Tang Sect" alone, and the woman in red and the four dogs in Murong Villa. The sick gentleman said from hating the water and playing with the fan in his hand.

Hai Da Fat patted his head and said, "If you can't do it, just fucking fight!"

Ji Ruxiang didn't speak, she was thinking of a countermeasure.

"I have a plan, I don't know if the shopkeeper is willing to give it a try. Li Hatshui squinted his eyes and said, his cough was actually faked.

Ji Ruxiang's tightly knit brows opened, and she hurriedly walked over...

The night is still very quiet, it is past the hour, and this night, many people are suffering from insomnia.

"Big brother, now that the five old guys from the Tang Sect are here, what should we do. Murong Bei sat at the table and said.

Murong Feng didn't speak, he didn't expect that in the last battle of the Bamboo Forest, Ye Wuxin didn't die, and couldn't help but look at Murong Xue. Inserting a knife into the chest of an unconscious person, how could he not kill him? His suspicions about Murong Xue were all written in that gaze.

"His life is really big!" Murong Xue seemed to be explaining, and it was like talking to herself. Her knife was indeed deliberately deviated from her heart by two inches, all of which could not be hidden from Murong Feng's eyes, she suddenly felt very scared, did her brother want to attack her?