Chapter 118 Lin Xianer
"What? These two people are 'Twin Blood Snakes'?"
Many gangsters in the inn were taken aback. In recent years, the gangsters in the Yellow River area, in terms of dark hearts and hot hands, very few people can stand above the 'big blood and two snakes'. I heard that they have The red cloak he was wearing was dyed with blood.
Only hearing the dark-faced ugly man chuckle, he said: "You still recognized us, at least your eyes are not blind."
Zhuge Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Since the two of you have taken a fancy to this bag, what else can I say, please... just take it."
But just as Zhuge Lei finished speaking, a tall, indifferent young man with three scars on his face and wearing a golden-yellow shirt appeared beside the table at some point, and picked up the burden that Zhuge Lei had placed on the table. .
The young man had a pair of dead gray eyes, but it was Jing Wuming.
When he appeared, the faces of the carefree middle-aged man in the inn and the bearded man beside him showed deep solemn expressions.
"Put down the burden!"
The green-blooded twin snakes saw that the burden they were eyeing had been taken by someone else, they couldn't help being furious, and immediately pulled out two slender soft swords, which turned into two emerald green afterimages, and pointed towards Jing Deathless strangling came.
In an instant, the temperature in the entire inn seemed to drop sharply, filled with cold and cold murderous intent, and many high-ranking guests seemed to shudder.
Bi Xue's hands were quick to strike, but they stopped even faster...they just jumped up, and then they both fell to the ground with two bangs.
They both held a **** hole in their throats that was gushing blood, their teeth rattled, and their faces showed fear of death and infinite attachment to life. In the end, they slowly stiffened and lost their breath.
The entire inn seemed to be blown by a gust of cold wind. Many high-ranking guests looked at Jing Wuming with indifferent eyes tremblingly, as if seeing a **** of death.
"I don't know what the origin of this young man is!"
Li Xunhuan stared deeply at Jing Wuming, lamenting in his heart that the new generation of Jianghu replaced the old one. He just discovered an unfathomable master, and now he has discovered a terrifying swordsman who seems to be born for killing.
"Master, don't you admire a young swordsman you met not long ago? Which one is stronger, the young swordsman or the young swordsman in front of you?"
Tie Chuanjia asked curiously.
Li Xun Huan pondered for a while, and said: "If the two of them confront each other now, the outcome is close to five or five... But I believe that in a few years, the young swordsman I met on the road will be even better than the swordsman in front of me.
Because the young swordsman's eyes were full of love for life. The swordsman in front of him was a barren grave. Although people are still alive, they are almost dead. "
Tie Chuanjia scratched at his hair, a little hard to understand what his young master meant. Although he understood every word, when these words were connected together, he was blinded.
"Do you have any comments?"
Jing Wuming turned his head, looked at Zhuge Lei with dead gray eyes, and said expressionlessly.
"No... no comments."
Zhuge Lei looked at the corpses of the Jade Blood Snakes, how dare he have any opinions? The things in the baggage are good, but his life is more important.
Jing Wuming walked up to Ning Que's table with his bundle under the terrified eyes of the inn, and said respectfully, "Master, the things are here."
As he spoke, he put down the burden.
Everyone in the inn looked at Ning Que in shock, wondering what kind of identity Ning Que was, who could make such a terrifying killing **** like Jing Wuming respectful.
"What is the identity of this person?"
Li Xun Huan's face also turned serious. It's fine that Ning Que's strength is unfathomable, but if he can subdue a subordinate like Jing Wuming, that would be terrifying.
Ning Que nodded to Jing Wuming indifferently, and opened the bag in front of everyone, and took out a golden silk armor.
"Is this the golden silk armor? The defense is not bad, but that's it."
Ning Que casually looked at the golden silk armor, then put it back into the bag.
In the inn, when many heroes saw Ning Que take out the golden silk armor, there was a trace of heat in their eyes, and their breathing became heavy.
Since the Plum Blossom Thief, who robbed both **** and wealth, re-emerged in the arena, everyone with a little wealth in the arena is in danger, and even a woman with a little beauty can hardly sleep or eat.
More than ninety family members have secretly agreed that no matter who kills the Plum Blossom Bandit, they will give him 10% of their family wealth. This is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
The most recognized beauty in the world, Lin Xianer, even threatened the world that as long as he can get rid of the Plum Blossom Pirates, she would marry him, no matter monks or laymen, young or old.
Therefore, whether it is for money or for sex, many people dream of killing the Plum Blossom Bandit.
As long as the person who died at the hands of the plum blossom thief, the fatal wound was on the chest.
Therefore, many people in the Jianghu believe that as long as they block the fatal blow of the Plum Blossom Pirate, they will have a chance to counter-kill the Plum Blossom Pirate.
And the golden silk armor is the treasure that blocks the fatal blow of the plum blossom thief.
Therefore, everyone in the world is eager to get the golden silk armor.
Now seeing that Ning Que took out the golden silk armor in front of everyone, many people almost couldn't hold back their inner impulse.
It's just that when they saw Jing Wuming standing respectfully beside Ning Que, they forcibly suppressed their inner impulse... This murderous young man is too terrifying.
Ning Que glanced at the people in the inn lightly, then stood up, picked up the bundle containing the gold silk armor, and returned to the room he had booked earlier.
The night came quietly.
Ning Que sat at the tea table, sipping tea while waiting for someone... He knew that this person would definitely come back.
"The guest came late at night, why don't you come in and have a seat?"
Suddenly, Ning Que said to the door.
A resounding laugh came from outside the door: "Aren't you afraid that I will plot something wrong if you invite me in so rashly?"
The person came laughing, pushed the door open and entered, and closed the door again after entering.
People in Tsing Yi came in one after another. He was neither short nor tall, with a leisurely and unrestrained expression, but his face was green and gloomy, as if wearing a mask, and as if this was his original face .
However, this person has a pair of moving eyes, which really don't match his face.
"For the golden silk armor?"
Ning Que took a sip of tea calmly, then turned his head and said to the man in Tsing Yi.
The man in Tsing Yi didn't answer Ning Que's words, but said in a deep voice: "Many people are scared out of their wits when they see my hands, but you are very calm."
As he spoke, he raised his hands. He was wearing a pair of dark blue iron gloves. The shape looked ugly and clumsy, but its color made one look creepy.
"There are rumors in the world that there are seven poisons in martial arts, the most poisonous Green Demon Shou... But, even if the real Green Demon Shou Yikui appears in front of me, he will become a dead Green Demon Shou, not to mention, you are not the real Green Demon Shou."
Ning Que smiled lightly, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, a force curled up on the face of the man in Tsing Yi, pulling a mask off, revealing a face that was almost suffocatingly beautiful.
(end of this chapter)