Yuelai Inn has turned into a mess.

More than a hundred people from all walks of life poured into Yuelai Inn.

Someone came in through the front door.

More are falling from the sky!

They landed on the patio outside the backyard woodshed.

The patio is not big, so there are still many people standing on the roof.

There are people on all four roofs.

Yuelai Inn has been besieged by more than a hundred Jianghu people.

The door to the woodshed has been broken open.

Four bodies were already lying at the door.

Xiaoqin held the knife in her left hand and put down the bowl in her right hand.

He raised his eyes to look at the dazzling swords and guns outside the house, then looked back at the half-eaten rice left in the bowl.

After thinking about it, he put down the knife and picked up the chopsticks.

As many people outside the door looked at him, he started eating his meal with great gulps!

The dark coffin was beside him.

Five plates of food were placed on the coffin lid.

The dishes on the plate were almost empty, and the two rice bowls were also empty.

He seemed to have eaten two bowls of rice.

But he was still eating the third bowl.

He must be very hungry.

So even though he knew it would be impossible for him to escape, he still decided to eat before dying.

There were two men holding knives at the door and swallowed. They looked at each other, and then looked at Xiaoqin with a fierce light in their eyes.

"Want to eat enough and hit the road?"

"Even if Lord Yama agrees, I will not give you this opportunity!"

The two stepped in, raised their swords, and shouted: "Go to hell!"

Two piercing cold lights, wrapped in the howling cold wind, struck towards Xiao Qin's head.

At that moment.

Xiaoqin's right hand still held the chopsticks, but she had already grabbed the knife placed on the coffin.

His cheeks were still moving, and his eyes were still in the bowl.

He swung a knife casually.

sweep!

An arc of light flashed across.

His knife has been placed on the coffin.

The two people who rushed in suddenly covered their abdomens, with expressions of extreme pain on their faces.

They staggered back.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground.

They exited the woodshed door.

He fell to the snow with a "pop" sound.

Only then did the blood from the abdomen flow out.

It flows very quickly.

So the snow on the ground was stained red.

The person at the door took two steps back unconsciously, and was ten feet away from the threshold.

The short distance of one foot was just a matter of jumping, but now in their eyes, the threshold was like the gate of hell!

Xiaoqin continued to eat.

Originally he was very slow to eat.

Because he cherishes every meal.

Besides, this meal today tastes great.

He originally wanted to enjoy it carefully.

Tomorrow... I promised to return the brother ten taels of silver, but the place in Zhouyuan is obviously a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

The money must be returned.

Then you must work hard to come out alive from that dragon's pond and tiger's den.

But now, it seems that Zhou Papi can't wait any longer.

He actually sent so many people...

Xiaoqin felt a little regretful.

There are still two wounds on his body that have not yet healed.

One was left by Zhu Youxian, the eight-step soul chaser from the Beggar Clan. He cut open Zhu Youxian's stomach with a knife, but Zhu Youxian's dog-beating stick fell on his waist.

My waist hurts a little.

The other injury was more serious.

It was left by Murong Ruyan from Murong of Gusu.

He stabbed Murong Ruyan in the abdomen, but her smoke-like sword also stabbed into his own abdomen.

It’s just that I have more experience.

That sword didn't damage the internal organs too much.

If it had been the case in the past, it would have taken three to five months to recover.

But we have to hurry and arrive in Zhouzhuang before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

He didn't get a break.

I just applied two doses of hemostatic plaster to the wound and then wrapped it with a piece of cloth.

Once the movement becomes more violent, the wound will burst and bleed again.

He tried to avoid bleeding himself.

Because there is too much blood, the person becomes weak.

Now it seems that it may not be possible without bloodshed.

He finished his last bite of food.

There was not a grain of rice left in the bowl.

He stood up and tightened the cloth bag around his waist so that the enemy could not see that he was injured.

Otherwise, those enemies will rush towards you desperately like wolves smelling blood.

His hand fell on the coffin again.

He knocked three times very naturally.

Then he picked up his two knives and stood in front of the door.

The wind is very strong.

The sky is very cloudy.

It looks like it's going to snow again.

The people in the yard waved their weapons and moved towards him step by step.

Suddenly, the roof of this woodshed was broken.

Someone fell from the roof.

Xiaoqin frowned.

There is that coffin in the house!

He took a step back.

Turn around.

A gunshot was aimed at his back.
To be continued...