New Times Inn

"Have you heard about the Demon Cult a few days ago?"

"I heard."

In a beautifully decorated room, two people were watching the smoke slowly rising from the incense burner, drinking each other, and chatting about the recent major events in the rivers and lakes.

"The ambition is really getting bigger and bigger in an instant." One of them whispered, "A few years ago, it was just to start with Jianghu people, and now it is even ordinary people. The people, it wants to start."

—A big event happened recently.

If this matter is really said, it is also related to the biggest magic religion in the arena.

In an instant.

A name that sounds beautiful, but is actually feared by everyone.

It has always been a place like the Temple of Hell in the hearts of Jianghu people for a moment, but before, it has never intervened in the affairs of ordinary people, doing most of the work The matter is still in the category of Jianghu people.

However, a few days ago this balance was suddenly broken.

In an instant, I don't know why I suddenly caught a lot of boys and girls.

There is no way.

However, some time ago, I don't know where the news came from, saying that all the virgins had escaped.

No one knows who saved them.

Everyone only knows that the person was furious for a moment, and now they are all over the river to catch that person.

This man's face is as white as jade, no matter who he is, he will probably be attracted by him at first sight.

Obviously there is no rouge, but this person's lips are as delicate as peach blossoms.

A pair of passionate phoenix eyes and a pair of willow eyebrows.

Mingming had a beautiful appearance like a woman, but there was no femininity in her behavior.

He was wearing a green shirt with a ribbon tied in his hair, in addition to a silver-white crown and a hosta.

Whoever sees his appearance will have a good impression on him.

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He carried a sword around his waist, and he drank from cup to cup. There were already several wine jars beside him. He drank the last glass of wine and shook the jar next to him. , shook his head and smiled, "It's empty again."

"Come on, let's have a drink." The gentle-faced man said with a smile.

Little World War II came over tremblingly and said, "Guest, no, you can't drink any more, this wine is strong, and if you drink it again, you will be drunk."

The gentle-faced man smiled and didn't speak when he heard the man in the blue shirt laughing wildly.

Such laughter made him look a little more dashing out of thin air, the person next to him smiled and said, "You go, this person in front of you, no matter how much alcohol you eat, get drunk."

"Alas."

"I heard of it." The man in Tsing Yi stopped drinking. He thought for a while and said, "Is it the shopkeeper who has been rumored recently in Jianghu?"

"Yes." said the gentle-faced man.

"What did you suddenly mention about her?"

"

The man in Tsing Yi thought for a while.

—Feng Qing.

A beautiful name.

However, the man in Tsing Yi remembered that the man in the rumours had a brutal personality.

Compared with a moment, I don't know who is the king of hell.

How could it be the person she saved?

"It is said that it came from there in an instant. It seems that when the accident happened a few days ago, the shopkeeper happened to be away from the inn. I can't tell what is going on." The gentle-faced man said.

"Can she really save those children?" The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, "It's not so easy to get along with in an instant. I'm afraid it won't feel good either."

"How?"

"In an instant...the method is the most terrifying." The man in Tsing Yi said this, and his tone became silent unconsciously.

"Have you ever heard of slicing the flesh of a human body little by little, and finally slicing it into a thousand pieces of exquisitely carved meat, and placing it on a plate for others to see?"

"Some people's flesh is exhausted, and the bones fall off unconsciously. Even if they get away with it, they eventually become disabled and have to use prosthetic limbs to survive."

The gentle-faced man was stunned for a moment, but the man in Tsing Yi suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"Forget it, what am I telling you to do, drink."

"Brother Liu, are you interested in seeing the shopkeeper?"

The gentle-faced man thoughtfully said.

The man in Tsing Yi thought for a while, then laughed.

"If you have a fate, you will see it, if you don't, you will not see it."

"Everything in this river and lake, isn't the most important thing to talk about is a word of fate."

Halfway through his drink, a small oriole flew in.

The two who were drinking frowned at the same time.

"No...what did that guy do?" The man in green took the oriole and took off a note from its leg.

He just glanced at it, and there was a trace of irritability in his eyes.

"That person...how can you never be calm?"

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The wedding day.

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, just watched Feng Wuhen leave here.

When Feng Wuhen left, the clothes on his body were still snow-white, and he still looked cold.

No one was stupid enough to ask him why he didn't kill everyone here, and no one asked him why he changed his mind temporarily.

No one even dared to say what happened that day, and everyone was very tacit and kept tight-lipped about it.

When the shopkeeper went back, he was quite silent all the way, and everyone was silent and did not speak.

When entering the inn, the shopkeeper also entered the room without saying a word.

The aura on her body looked very depressed, and she went straight upstairs.

The three people behind them looked at each other, and before they could speak, they saw a piece of clothing thrown out of the room.

Feng Xiluo, who was standing at the front, caught the dress, he picked it up and felt that it was still a little heavy, and then he threw it to Chu Changzui next to him, He was so small that he almost fell while holding this dress.

"It seems that the person who washes the starch can only come this afternoon, then you can just give it to her directly." Feng Xiruo yawned, turned around and left with a swish.

And when he went to the kitchen to get what the shopkeeper asked him to take - an unknown liquid often called "Blue Moon" by the shopkeeper, he suddenly frowned and turned the clothes over. come over.

There is a touch of red on the cuff of the dress.

Chu Changzui stopped.

He suddenly put down his work, secretly carried the dress and ran to the water tank, and filled a basin of water.

He clearly remembered that the shopkeeper ducked when the elder was vomiting blood, how could there be bloodstains?

And even if there is blood, it should not be in such a place...

Chu Changzui suddenly froze.

He took the clothes in front of him, and then thought about how to get such bloodstains.

Looks like…

He put his sleeve over his mouth.

It turns out...that's it.

He gasped.

The shopkeeper...what's the matter?

Feng Qing went upstairs and sighed slightly.

She has been tossing and turning since she came back, and her face didn't look very good. After all, what happened just now still left some shadows on her.

After a while, she heard Li Qi knock on the door, "Shopkeeper, do you want something to eat later?"

They sat in the car for a whole day and night. Although Li Qi didn't know if they had gone, he was still very worried, so he thought about doing something for Feng Qing.

The shopkeeper prefers to eat some fried foods in the morning.

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Li Qi waited outside for a long time, but only heard such a sentence.

"Don't do anything, I have no appetite today."

The shopkeeper in the room said lightly.

Li Qi frowned instantly.

This is not quite like the shopkeeper's usual style.

You know, the shopkeeper is someone who can find something to eat when he has nothing to do, how could he hear from her mouth that she doesn't want to eat one day?

"No, I have to eat a little." Li Qi was a little worried and could only pat the doorway again.

"...Then just cook a bowl of white porridge." After a while, he heard the shopkeeper say lightly.

For some reason, Li Qi always felt that Feng Qing's voice sounded a little weak.

"What's wrong with the shopkeeper?" Chu Changzui was waiting below, and when he saw Li Qi coming down, he couldn't wait to ask.

"The shopkeeper seems to have a bad appetite." Li Qi frowned, "She said she just wanted to eat a bowl of white porridge."

Chu Changzui thought of the blood on the clothes that he had just washed off, and his heart sank suddenly.

Feng Qing is looking down sadly.

Sure enough…

This time the consequences are too serious.

She sighed and turned out her medicine chest.

Injured so badly.

From the Xitang to the inn, Feng Qing sat for a full day and a night, so she actually hooked up one of her old diseases.

The chair was for her, and she almost jumped off it several times.

Don't eat too spicy and greasy today, just eat something light to deal with it.

After all…

Haemorrhoids, always pay attention.