"Do you think I won't be an opponent if I don't come out of the sword?" Song Si clapped his hands, walked up to Han Hai, who was vomiting blood, and stepped on his chest.

"You!" Han Hai spurted out another mouthful of blood, he really wanted that the long sword was still in his hand, he could slash it with a sword, and kill the evil white-haired Taoist in front of him, since his debut, he had never suffered this kind of shame of being stepped on.

Song Si was unimpressed by Han Hai's anger, and smiled evilly: "You guys, are you thieves?"

This smile again, and the anger that had just surged in his body instantly turned into cold fear: "What's the matter, what's not it?"

"All I need is an answer, are you just here, or have you been here the other day? ”

"I've been chasing those three little girls in Tianshan in the wind and sand for several days, and I finally caught up, and I was seriously injured by you, and you killed my brother, why am I so unlucky. Han Hai spit out a mouthful of blood again, this white-haired Taoist was inexplicable, he didn't want to be a hero to save the beauty for a long time, but to ask him such a strange question, he knew that he needed to do something with him.

But in this world, there has never been a regret medicine, Song Si smiled evilly: "You reminded one thing, I killed your brother and formed a blood feud with you, right?"

"Yes, yes, no, no, no, no, senior, you ......" Han Hai's face was full of horror, and halfway through begging for mercy, he heard the sound of broken bones in his chest, followed by a heart-rending pain......

After stepping on Han Hai to death, Song Si walked out of the inn with a smile, there is also a Han Feng, cutting grass and eradicating the roots is the survival law of this river and lake, since you have come here, you need to adapt to and abide by the rules here. What's more, for these wicked people, Song Si didn't want to be plotted by them one day.

The cold wind blew Song Si's robe hunting, and outside the inn, except for a little bloodstain, there was no trace of Han Feng for a long time. was careless, he should have made up for the sword, Song Si regretted it a little.

Song Si put away his long sword, returned to the inn with an unhappy face, and sat back in his original position.

Mo Xue, the five people sent by the Lingshuang Tianshan came to Song Si, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for helping us from the siege, this is the Ice Heart Pill of the Tianshan Sect, please accept it!"

Looking at Mo Xue, Song Si had an inexplicable trance, and the purple qi on his face slowly subsided, and he accepted the Ice Heart Pill in Mo Xue's hand, Song Si looked at the jade bottle and was stunned: "What happened to me just now?"

Looking up to look at Mo Xue again, he saw that they had already left and walked towards the guest room.

As if sensing Song Si's gaze, Ling Shuang turned around and stuck out her tongue at Song Si.

"Dao Chief, this is the food you wanted. The shopkeeper Zhang Feifei served wine and food to Song Si.

Putting away the jade bottle, Song Si looked at the wine and food, and asked coldly, "What kind of meat is this?"

"Chief, it's beef. ”

"What about the nails?"

Zhang Feifei's face changed slightly, and without waiting for him to answer, he saw Song Si pick up the wine jug and pour it directly on the table, and suddenly a pungent smell came out, and under the white smoke, the place where the poplar wooden table was poured with wine turned into charred charcoal in a few seconds.

Holding the end plate, Zhang Feifei looked at Song Si in horror and retreated step by step. At this moment, he regretted it very much, why didn't he notice his nails when he was drugged, he was going to die, he was going to die!

"Damn, Xiaofan, this idiot!" Long Jiujiu spilled the melon seeds in his hand, shooting directly at Zhang Feifei, ready to extinguish his mouth.

Yan Xi saw that Long Jiujiu attacked and killed Zhang Feifei, his expression darkened, and he wanted to stop it, but he held back when the words came to his mouth.

The long sword was unsheathed and vacated, Song Si reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, wanting to use the sword to help Zhang Feifei resolve the sudden killing move, but Zhang Feifei, whose spirit had always been on Song Si, thought that Song Si had fallen into the devil to the point of madness and wanted to kill him.

Where can he think about it, you must know that only a quarter of an hour ago, Song Si killed four of the "Six Gentlemen of Qilian" and severely injured one person, this is still the case when Song Si did not come out of the sword, and now that Song Si's long sword has been released, when will he not escape at this time?

Relying on the subtle light skills, maybe you can still escape the catastrophe, Zhang Feifei thought of it, and ran to the backyard of the inn without dying, but after one step, he heard five subtle sounds of entering the flesh, and a huge momentum made Zhang Feifei stop suddenly, his nervous expression instantly dimmed, and the seven orifices bled out.

Zhang Feifei may have realized at the last moment, he exhausted the last true yuan, reluctantly turned around, stared at Song Si, and asked inarticulately, "You... Just now... Be... Want... Save... Me?"

Song Si sighed lightly and didn't answer, just put away his sword and turned around and walked towards his guest room.

With a plop, Zhang Feifei knelt on the ground, and his bloody eyes didn't know who he wanted to look at? The Longmen Inn that he had lived for ten years, and the brotherhood for ten years, had only come to such an ending in the end, and he was puzzled and unwilling, so he didn't blink an eye.

The seven members of the Longmen faction then left under the leadership of Liang Xingyang, and they planned to visit Song Si later, hoping to peacefully obtain the relics of the ancestor Changchun Zhenren.

The great monk Chengzhi finished eating the last roast chicken, burped, lifted the Qi Mei stick and left satisfied, while the two dart masters of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau in the distance were complaining that the security of the inn was not good, and even the roast chicken placed in front of the guests was stolen, which was really speechless.

Not to mention stealing roast chickens, no one jumped out to say a word of dissatisfaction with the chickens and dogs that had just been killed, look at how calm the Jinyiwei is, in the face of a brawl in this first black shop, he will kill him, and he will not arrest the wanted criminals in the face of the imperial court, the emperor's Jinyiwei is like this, and who else has an opinion.

However, the two dart masters also knew each other, but they muttered quietly, so they didn't say more, and immediately went back to the guest room after eating, so as not to encounter an unwarranted disaster.

"The Northern Sect Longmen sent Liang Xingyang and the six junior disciples to visit Song Daoyou, and the blessed life is immeasurable!" Liang Xingyang knocked on the door and waited.

Song Si, who was about to settle down, heard the voice, was slightly puzzled, got up and opened the door: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

After the seven Longmen Dao people entered the room, the shadows in the corridor suddenly appeared to several people, each of them glanced at each other vigilantly, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

Liang Xingyang saw that the cloud-patterned Taoist robe on Song Si's body was different from that of ordinary Taoist priests, and he was puzzled: "Dare to ask Daoyou, which lineage is my Daomen?"

"The patriarch Pure Yang Son Lu Dongbin belongs to the Pure Yang lineage. Song Si replied.

Knowing Song Si's origin, all the Daoists of Longmen let go of their nervous expressions and looked very happy.

Liang Xingyang said happily: "The Pure Yang One Pulse and the Longmen One Pulse both belong to the Northern Sect Quanzhen, and we are the same sect as Brother Dao. ”

Hearing that it was for Liu Wufeng's treasure, Song Si couldn't help but say helplessly: "Don't hide it, it was stolen not long after I put down the treasure, Brother Dao, look at this broken window." That's why I went downstairs and knocked on the bowl in the lobby for a long time, just to see if there were any suspicious characters. ”

"What, stolen?" Liang Xingyang stared blankly at the broken window, "How is this good, when I leave the Dragon Gate, I swear that I must retrieve the ancestor dust, this is trouble." ”

"Whisk dust, are you talking about this?" Song Si took out the whisk on the bedside and handed it to Liang Xingyang.

Looking at the dust in front of him, Liang Xingyang turned his worries into joy, and tears filled his eyes: "Ancestor protection, ancestor protection, Changchun Zhenren's dust is finally returned to my dragon gate." ”

Liang Xingyang wanted to take the dust, but he felt that it was inappropriate, Song Si saw this, waved his hand and said: "Since it belongs to the Northern Sect, and this dust is from the Longmen faction, it should be returned to the original owner." ”

"Thank you, Brother Dao! This is my Longmen Elder Order, when his Taoist friends come to my Longmen, this door will definitely sweep the steps to greet him!" Liang Xingyang took the dust whisk with both hands, took out a piece of yellow silk from his junior brother, carefully wrapped the dust and put it into the sandalwood box, and then wrapped the sandalwood box with brown cotton cloth and tied it to his back.

"Brother Dao, we have been dusted by Patriarch Qiu, the task has been completed, and we plan to rush back to Longmen overnight, so we will stay soon. Please!"

"Please!" Song Si suddenly remembered something, "It's not safe here, I'll send you out of the inn." ”

"Thank you!" Liang Xingyang thought of something again, and said solemnly: "Today, when I saw Brother Dao using force downstairs, his face was full of purple qi and slightly evil, I am afraid that Brother Dao's "Zixia Gong" broke through and caused the realm to be unstable and there was a danger of going mad. Daomen's martial arts cultivation and mood complement each other, and I hope that Taoist friends will be cautious in the future. ”

No wonder I felt weird when I did it just now, but fortunately, I didn't go crazy like Ouyang Feng, so it was unlucky and sad. Song Si couldn't help but congratulate himself that he was lucky, and he must put more effort into improving his mood in the future.

Suddenly, Song Si also understood the meaning of the Tianshan Mountains sending Mo Xue Fairy to give him the Ice Heart Pill, and he must be rewarded another day.

Not long after Song Si and the Seven Daomen of Longmen left, the shadows in the aisle began to stir again, "Who stole the treasure now?" "Could this Song Si be deceiving people?"

"This group of poor and sour hairs is even a treasure, if I see it, I will definitely lose it. ”

"Idiot, that's the dust of Changchun Zhenren, the patriarch of the Longmen Sect, I really don't know anything. ”

......

While the people in the shadows were arguing, a fat and obscene figure appeared in everyone's field of vision, and this person was the great monk Chengzhi.

"Strange, did I step on something?" Chengzhi raised his foot to look at his feet, there was nothing, and he looked left and right, but there was no one.

Cheng said excitedly, opened Song Si's door without saying anything, and slipped in.

"Stupid monk, I am inseparable from you!...... My hand ......" someone in the shadows held his red and swollen left hand and disappeared.

Not here, not here, not here, Cheng Zhi turned Song Si's room upside down, found nothing, couldn't help but stand up and look in all directions, the empty windows reflected his field of vision.

"Daddy, this guy will also be robbed? How is this good?" Chengzhi patted his head, turned left and turned, and suddenly saw a book standing in the corner.

""The True Recipe without Words", sure enough, hahaha, the Buddha blessed, so that the poor monk found it. Cheng Zhi smiled happily while holding "The True Recipe of No Words", and said with a smile in his heart: This stupid miscellaneous Song Sizhen is really illiterate, and he threw such a supreme secret book in the corner, not a son of man, not a son of man. But it's also a shame that he doesn't know the goods, otherwise he wouldn't be a cheap monk.

Can't wait to take the book into his arms, Sumiyuki excitedly jumps out of the window and disappears in a blink of an eye.

"It's 'Wordless True Recipe'!" several people in the shadows jumped out of the darkness, entered Song Si's room, jumped out directly through the enlarged window, and chased after Cheng Zhi with light skills.

At this time, as soon as the seven members of the Longmen Sect and Song Si left the Longmen Inn for a mile, they were intercepted and killed by dozens of black-clothed people!

"Hand over the dust of Changchun Zhenren!" said the man in black led by him in a deep voice.

The purpose of the comer was clear, and a trace of surprise flashed in Liang Xingyang's eyes, this person must have known the secret in the dust, otherwise he would never speak like this.

Of the ten black-clothed people, five of them exuded the aura of an innate master, and one of them made him feel extremely dangerous, such a powerful formation was not simple!