The two of them walked out of the Bounty Pavilion together, leaving Xiao Bi to look at the back of the two of them departing stupidly, and sighed: "Hey, it's a pity for such a good man, I'm afraid that your troubles will continue in the future, and the Valley of the Wicked will never give up." ”

A great heavy aura swept through the inn, and there were many people here, and there was no less to say less. Some are just quiet, lacking the hustle and bustle of the atmosphere.

Upstairs there was a purple-clothed girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pointed melon seed face and a pair of big black eyes. Holding the wine glass in his hand and holding it to his nose and sniffing it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the corridor, the man had flowing white hair, untied and untied, and hung down like fine silk satin. Beneath the delicate feminine eyebrows are a pair of soul-stirring dark purple magnificent eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, adding a sultry style. His lips pursed slightly, as if he was smiling.

There was also an old man, holding a scepter, his expression hidden by a hat, looking out the window.

"Brother Yi Tian, how are you doing?" silently looked around, the diners slowly dispersed, and left quietly, while Duanmu Yi Tian sat at the table and drank wine.

Duanmu Yitian smiled: "It's good, but it's going to be bad soon." ”

"What are you worried about?"

looked at Mo Ran indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "People." ”

"Who?"

"Trouble. ”

Puzzled, he shook his head and smiled: "Trouble? ”

Duanmu Yitian suddenly poured the wine in the wine jug into his mouth, burped the wine, turned the wine jug to the bottom and found that there was not a drop left, his expression was displeased, he put down the wine jug and said lightly: "Yes, it's trouble, if he doesn't come, we can't get out of Zhenzhou." ”

Mo Ran suddenly realized: "Oh, it must be related to the Valley of the Wicked, and they will definitely kill two of their men, and they will definitely not give up." ”

The shopkeeper slowly walked in front of Duanmu Yitian, gave a jar of wine in his hand, and greeted: "This guest officer, the little one will add wine to you." ”

Duanmu Yitian's face suddenly became gloomy and scary, and he said coldly to Xiao Er: "You are not afraid of trouble." ”

The shopkeeper smiled, put down the wine in his hand and said: "You are a guest in the store, it is a small duty to treat you well, not to mention that this kind of scene has been seen a lot, it is not strange." ”

"Hahaha. Duanmu Yitian laughed heartily and said: "You don't know, this time is different, you shopkeepers also want to come to this troubled water, I advise you not to get too close to me." ”

"The guest officer is kind, and the little heart has it, and he has done his duty to do his part. The wine is placed here, if there is any other need to say hello, you use it slowly, and the small one is withdrawn. ”

Duanmu Yitian looked at the entire jar of fine wine and smiled, grabbed the jar of wine, poured the wine into his mouth, laughed and said silently: "But I want to take a sip." ”

Silently waved his hand and said: "If I drink, even I can't tell what will happen next, I think it's better to forget it." ”

Duanmu Yitian ignored Mo Ran, drank most of the wine in the altar, shook his body slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Trouble is coming." ”

A strong wind suddenly blew outside the door, and in the blink of an eye, three black-robed people appeared, standing less than a foot away from the two of them, motionless.

One of them snorted coldly and said angrily: "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell to break through, hand over the Gathering Evil Bead and let you die a happy death." ”

His face sank, and when he exerted his spiritual power, he already felt that the strength of the three people in front of him was by no means ordinary, and the power of spiritual exploration could not perceive the three people in front of him at all, as if they did not exist, and he sensed the rich killing intent in the room, and silently asked Duanmu Yitian: "Who are they?" Could this be the trouble that the mouth said. ”

"The trouble is not only the three in front of me, there will be more trouble, but the three troubles in front of me belong to me. The three people in front of him are not real bodies, this is the Hundred Strange Old Man Pei Ghost of the Five Poisons Palace, and these three are his shadows. Duanmu Yitian continued to drink the wine in the wine jar, as if he hadn't heard Ghost Pei's question.

Silently turned around, four golden lights flew towards the two of them, smashing into the desktop, with a muffled sound of "bell", four gold coins were nailed to the table at the same time, and Mu Yitian said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The four major hunters of the Bounty Pavilion: the qin, the flute, the fan, and the pestle have also arrived, which really gave me a lot of face." ”

Four figures appeared behind the two, three men and one woman exuded a solemn aura, and one of the men said silently: "This little brother, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's better to leave." ”

Mo Ran was a little puzzled: "How could the people from the Bounty Pavilion come?" ”

Mo Ran secretly thought in his heart: "Brother Yi Tian, how many masters have you offended, the strength of everyone present is unfathomable, you must have thought of countermeasures, but how to face many masters at the same time." ”

The four of them glanced at each other, shifted their gaze to the three black-robed people, the woman clenched the long flute in her hand, and said to Pei Gui: "The road is narrow, I didn't expect to meet here, why don't you show your true body, hide your head and shrink your tail, and only secretly sneak attack the shameless people." ”

"The four lackeys of the Bounty Pavilion are not worthy of the old decay to show their true bodies, and today the old decay will wipe you all out, and they have avenged my disciples. ”

"Hehe, joke, he is all to blame for today, the four of us just abolished his cultivation, but you, the master, think he is useless and suck his soul, how can there be such a wicked person in the world who kills his own disciples. ”

There was a sinister smile from the black robe, and she said, "Little girl, you have to pay attention to your words." ”

"Humph!"

"Have you ever heard of the Book of Life and Death? Presumably Brother Murran must not know that our common trouble is coming. After the words fell, he drank the last wine in the altar, licked his lips, and said indifferently: "Since my friend is here, why don't you come down and talk about it." ”

Above the attic, a white-haired young man jumped down, landed silently, and hugged his fists at the two of them and said: "Xiaosheng is polite, the poisonous scorpion and the overlord are fully taken care of by the two, I am here to thank you, please bear with me if I am rude." ”

Duanmu Yitian's body was shocked, most of the wine was expelled from his body, and his expression returned to calm and said: "Bow first and then soldier, jade-faced scholar Zhao Mubai." ”

Silently feeling the oppression of the atmosphere, the true qi in his body was already running to resist this abnormal aura, and asked, "Who is he?"

Hearing this, Duanmu Yitian said: "Zhao Mubai, the number one killer of the Wicked Valley, don't be blinded by his appearance. His cultivation is not under that Pei ghost, I fought with him a long time ago, and his cultivation is unfathomable. He has a book of life and death, which records the names of the masters of the mainland, and many masters died under his blood-drinking sword. I'm afraid that you and I will leave our names at the end of his book of life and death, I don't know whether it is gratifying or sad. ”