Ni Chu

That night, the owner of the hotel did not see the clerk, but almost all the guests staying in the hotel heard a man screaming in the room where Guan Yijian stayed all night.

In troubled times, no one wants to meddle in such nosy business. Many guests are so noisy that they just cover their heads with quilts to force themselves not to listen to the pitiful howling of a pig.

Early the next morning, everyone saw that the guy's legs seemed a little unnatural when he was walking, and his legs were unconsciously staggering outwards.

When Guan Yijian called out to the clerk, the clerk looked at the other customers who were eating in the hall with a bitter face. At this time, there were quite a few people eating, but no one looked up at him.

"What are you dawdling for?" Guan Yijian slapped the table in front of him fiercely, and shouted at the waiter with wide eyes: "If you dawdle any longer, I will find you later!"

Hearing his shout, the clerk shuddered all over, hurriedly ran to Guan Yijian's table, bowed his head and said, "Guan Ye, Guan Ye, what do you mean by calling me?"

"What's the matter?" Guan Yijian frowned, pointed to the beef in front of him and said, "Taste what it tastes like! Your beef is cut from a dead cow, right?"

"How can it be?" The waiter looked at the beef on the plate with a bitter face, and said to Guan Yijian: "This cow was slaughtered by the owner yesterday, and now the meat is soaking in well water. How could it be from a dead cow?" Cut off from the body?"

"Hmph!" Guan Yijian sneered twice, stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's collar and said to him: "You said it wasn't cut from a dead cow? The cow was soaked in the well, so it's still alive ?”

"This..." The buddy was stunned by his preemptive words. Yes, the meat of the cattle slaughtered the day before is soaking in the well. How can it be said that the cut meat was not cut from a dead cow?

"Don't do this and that." Guan Yijian glanced at the waiter, picked up the plate of beef and stuffed it into his chest: "Go, change the plate of meat from a live cow for my grandfather, or don't you want to eat it today?" Come to my room tonight and explain it to me."

"Don't! Don't!" When the clerk heard Guan Yijian said that he was going to go to the room at night, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp. Two days ago, he rashly broke into Guan Yijian's room and saw things he shouldn't have seen. , Today he dare not go again no matter what.

The buddy was frightened to death, but Guan Yijian stared at him, grabbed him in front of him, and immediately splashed the beef in the buddy's arms all over him.

Beef was splashed on him, and he had a reason to be provocative. He stood up abruptly, grabbed the man by the collar and cursed: "You bastard with no eyes, come into the room with me. See if I'm not doing well today!" I peeled off your skin!"

Being grabbed by Guan Yijian, the clerk was so frightened that his face was ashen. The owner of the building was not there. He asked for help and looked at the other customers in the store. Almost everyone was buried in their food, and no one stood up to fight for him. the meaning of.

In the huge lobby, there was only one guest sitting cross-legged behind a table who looked at Guan Yijian who was acting wild without blinking his eyes.This is a tall, heroic and feminine guest. Sitting behind another table next to him is a young man who is slightly older than him and looks very capable.

Behind the tables around these two youths sat more than a dozen warriors wearing daggers in twos and threes.

Although these warriors were all immersed in their food, anyone with a discerning eye could see that their attention was all focused on this young man.

The clerk found that the young man was looking at Guan Yijian, and cast a look of pleading for help with a sad face.

The young man shook his head, smiled helplessly, and was about to get up when the young man sitting next to him reached out and tugged at the hem of his clothes, shaking his head slightly, signaling him not to meddle in other people's business.

How could their actions escape Guan Yijian's eyes, when he met the young master's gaze, he was immediately attracted by the young master's handsome appearance.

Guan Yijian pushed away the man who was being grabbed by him, and walked towards the young man with a smirk.

When he walked towards the young master, the eyes of more than a dozen people were focused on him at the same time. Including the young master, more than ten people all put their hands on the hilt of their sabers, looking like they were facing an enemy. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Guan Yijian walked to the young master's table, sat down cross-legged facing him, unceremoniously picked up the big cup on the young master's table, regardless of the young master's drinking with this cup before, he raised his neck He drank up the rest of the wine in it.

After finishing the drink, he winked lewdly at the young master twice and said: "This little brother is a good-looking talent, I like him very much, why don't you sleep with me on the same bed tonight?"

As soon as he said these words, a warrior sitting beside him quickly stood up and drew out his sword and shouted at him: "Presumptuous! Did you also cling to my young master?"

Guan Yijian didn't raise his eyes to look at the standing warrior, he still looked obscenely at the young master.

This young man is none other than Xiang Qing, the first woman Xiang Ye met when he first came to this world.It is precisely because she is a woman that the samurai protecting her are so excited.

Xiang Qing ignored Guan Yijian, she glanced at the young man sitting beside her, and saw that the young man was sipping the wine in the cup with his head down, so he also lowered his head and ate the food by himself.

"How is it? Young master!" Seeing that Xiang Qing ignored him, Guan Yijian stretched out his hand to grab Xiang Qing's hand.

His action caused quite a commotion in the lobby. When he stretched out his hand towards Xiang Qing, more than a dozen warriors sitting beside him all stood up suddenly, drew out their swords and surrounded him live.

The samurai who spoke earlier took a step forward, grabbed him by the collar, and raised his hand to lift him up.

As soon as the warrior exerted force on his arm, he saw a flash of green light, and one of his arms was sliced ​​off by a sword.

Guan Yijian stood up with a dagger in his hand. He glanced contemptuously at the warrior whose arm had been cut off and was writhing on the ground in pain, and said to the rest of the warriors, "Your son will sleep with me tonight. He is an example!"

Two warriors were about to step forward to support the warrior whose arm had been cut off. As soon as they left, they felt a figure flash in front of them. The warrior with the broken arm stopped howling and a head flew into the air. Going out, Biao fell straight on the ground with blood dripping from his chest.

"You dare to kill!" All the warriors were furious at this moment, and one of them shouted loudly and threw himself at Guan Yijian.

The two white-clothed swordsmen who were eating with Guan Yijian had been sitting there without moving since just now, until Guan Yijian fought with the warriors. .

The staff of the building originally hoped that the young man's entourage would drive Guan Yijian away, but he didn't expect that he would be killed, and ran out of the door with a frightened "Oh my god".

Before he could reach the door, a white figure stopped in front of him, he raised his head in horror, and saw the face of a white-clothed swordsman who had eaten at the same table with Guan Yijian earlier.

"Where are you going?" The white-clothed swordsman looked expressionlessly at the building staff who bumped into his arms.

"I..." The buddy stammered just as he said the word "I", the white-clothed swordsman's hand holding the saber hilt suddenly twitched, and the dagger drew an arc and cut across the buddy's throat.

Poor guy was only raped two days ago, and now he has become a ghost for no reason.

The warriors who followed Xiang Qing were among the best warriors in the barracks. They were all good fighters in the charge, but when it comes to fighting with Jianghu swordsmen, they are still weaker.After only a few rounds of fighting between the two sides, more than a dozen warriors lay down on the ground.

The lobby of the building was immediately filled with a strong smell of blood. After Guan Yijian killed these warriors, he turned around with a smirk and prepared to continue molesting Xiang Qing.

When he looked back at where Xiang Qing was sitting, Xiang Qing and the young man who was sitting next to her had disappeared.He quickly turned his face to look at the door of the building, and saw two figures rushing towards the white-clothed swordsman blocking the door.

The white-clothed swordsman held a dagger in his hand, and squinted his eyes slightly. The two people rushing towards him were extremely fast, and he was not [-]% sure that he could stop them.

But he also knew that if he didn't stop these two people, he would not be able to spare him with a sword afterwards, so he could only bite the bullet and block the gate of the building with his flesh and blood.

When Xiang Qing and the young man beside her rushed towards the gate of the building, another white-clothed swordsman who had been sitting behind the table also rushed towards the gate.

The swordsman in white was closer to the door, so naturally he arrived earlier than Guan Yijian.

The white-clothed swordsman blocking the door held a dagger in his hand, and when the two were about to rush forward, the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed towards the chest of one of the figures.

That figure was none other than Xiang Qing. When the white swordsman's dagger pierced her chest, her feet twirled, her body spun around and continued to rush towards the white swordsman.

The white-clothed swordsman pierced the air with his sword, and was about to withdraw his sword and stab again, but before he retracted his sword, he felt a pain in his neck, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness again.

Holding the dagger still dripping blood in his hand, Xiang Qing winked at the young man beside him, and the two of them rushed out of the building and ran straight to the gate of the city.

The white-clothed swordsman who rushed to the door first saw that his companion was killed, so he quickened his pace and followed closely behind them.

Guan Yijian was far away from the gate, and by the time he rushed out of the building, Xiang Qing and the young man had already run nearly a hundred steps away.

He didn't even look at the corpse of the white-clothed swordsman lying at the door, and ran after Xiang Qing in the direction where Xiang Qing was fleeing.

Xiang Qing and the young man watched Guan Yijian kill more than a dozen soldiers in just a few moments, and knew that if they confronted him, they could not be his opponents. The two of them are not fools. The enemy naturally chooses to go first.