Devil’s Advent

in the bedroom,

A Ming sat on the chair, with his feet up on the table and his hands folded on his stomach, sleeping peacefully;

The maidservant lay on the bed, sobbing from time to time;

Fan Li sat at the table,

He gnawed on the naan.

Once, Yuan Zhenxing told the maidservant what Jianghu is. Jianghu is the heroic spirit of not bowing for five buckets of rice, the chivalrous spirit of hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, and the naughty nature of being free and unrestrained.

The sword maid felt that her first master was right,

But he,

died.

But the dream of the rivers and lakes has always been buried in her heart, and finally, she grew up from a lolita to a girl, and was allowed to travel;

result,

In this broken inn,

That damned man whose skin is whiter than his own,

Forcibly trampled my dream to pieces!

No,

It's fine if you step on it.

He is not,

He is splashing ink on his dream!

Unfortunately,

Unfortunately,

But I can't refute him!

can only say,

Ah Ming doesn't know how to take care of children, or he doesn't bother to take care of children.

The reason why he came here was firstly for those monkeys to drink, and secondly because he had just come out of the Tianduan Mountain Range, and he had to accompany the Lord to the capital after a while, so it was good to sneak out to relax while he was busy.

He has no time to pay attention to children's dreams.

Furthermore,

Just like Fan Li's temptation to the hunchback Xiao Er before, the nature of the devil king cannot be said to be cruel, but it is definitely indifferent.

outside,

The sun starts to set.

In the lobby, it was lively for a while, maybe a group of guests came to eat, and the hearty and coquettish laughter of the proprietress was also mixed with it.

Ah Ming slept for a while, woke up for a while, slept again, woke up again, anyway, he just didn't move in this position.

He is used to sleeping in a coffin, so there is nothing to say about his sleeping appearance.

When he heard the noise from below, A Ming couldn't help but imagine in his mind the time when he was in Hutou City.

I myself have to be forced to eat Xuewang;

well,

It's really hard to look back.

As for saying,

Will I wait for someone to open an inn in the future?

Hard to say,

At least for now, everyone hasn't played enough.

There are many fine wines in the world, most of the oriental fine wines are in Gan, and most of the fine Chinese wines are in the south of the Yangtze River.

But because of his identity as the owner, leaving for no reason may lead to problems in the situation, let’s not talk about it, even if it’s true that Bailongyu went to Qianguo and went to the south of the Yangtze River to play with the oiran and copy poems to pretend to be elegant;

The most exciting ones may not be those literati poets or girls with literary youth,

Instead,

Silver Armored Guards.

worry,

sad...

Originally, at this moment, if the little bat that was snatched from Chu Wuzheng was still there, I could play with it;

But that bat was borrowed by Xue San for an experiment a while ago, and it was killed.

The bat's corpse was also taken over by Fan Li and grilled and eaten.

There is no more fun.

...

Late at night,

The sound below gradually subsided.

I think I should eat what I should eat, and everyone should rest.

The door of the guest room was knocked lightly from the outside:

"Grandpa, it's me."

It was the hunchbacked Xiao Er's voice.

A Ming lowered his legs,

The sword maid stood up,

Fan Li finished eating the naan;

Door,

Open;

The hunchbacked second said very respectfully:

"Master, the dozen or so savages have been brought down, and now they are also tied up, please."

A Ming nodded, and waved his hand to signal Fan Li and Maid Sword to follow.

The four of them went downstairs, walked through the lobby, and walked to the back of the inn. Behind it was a half-mountain bunker. The space was quite large, and they could smell the smell of horse dung from a long distance away.

There are only two torches, but it can be seen that there are seven or eight men with swords standing there, and in front of them, lie more than a dozen wild men.

All were unconscious and had their hands and feet bound.

This inn is a black shop;

However, the service is really good, the money is enough, and if you have enough money and your background is enough, they will provide you with the most considerate service.

Fan Li went over to check. The appearance of the savage was still somewhat different from that of the Xia. Most importantly, the hairstyle was different.

"Um."

Fan Li nodded, confirming that it was correct.

A Ming pinched his own wrist, and at the same time said to the sword maid beside him:

"It's time to start."

The sword maid said angrily, "What's the point of killing people like this?"

It's better to kill a pig. When killing a pig, the pig will struggle desperately!

A Ming turned his head and looked at the sword maid. Then, he took out a white glove from his pocket and put it on his left hand.

"Why are you wearing only one glove?" the sword maid asked.

"Your master asked you to come out to practice." A Ming said.

"Yes, but not this kind of training method." The maidservant said.

"Oh, did the Juggernaut say how to practice in detail?"

"This...not really."

Ah Ming nodded, the white glove on his left hand had already been put on, and he urged:

"Kill it."

"It's boring, big man, you can kill them."

"Snapped!"

A Ming slapped the sword maid on the face.

Fan Li stood there, "haha" laughed twice.

The sword maid covered her right cheek and looked at A Ming.

Ah Ming put his gloved hand in front of him, looked carefully, and blew again,

Unhurriedly said:

"You're spoiled, really."

The sword maid bit her lip and stared at A Ming.

"Jianghu can take many forms, but it is definitely not pick and choose, they are your opponents, they are still alive, so you have to let them die.

Maybe a little boring, maybe a little boring, maybe a little bit, not as exciting as you want;

how to say,

When it’s time to be hypocritical, we can be hypocritical. In this life, without hypocrisy, it’s like cooking without salt, it doesn’t have that taste anymore.

But when you shouldn't be hypocritical,

But don't be a little bit of that. "

A Ming bent down,

Looking at the sword maid,

asked:

"Got it?"

The sword maid nodded, she is not a glass-hearted girl, she knows when to bow her head.

"Snapped!"

Another slap, on the face.

The maidservant once again covered her right face, and looked at A Ming very puzzled.

"To impress you."

finished speaking,

A Ming took off the white glove on his left hand, walked to the brazier in the stable in front, threw the glove into it, and watched it burn.

Fan Li walked to a large vegetable pot. These savages must have been poisoned after eating the food here.

Fan Li touched his stomach and took a breath.

The sword maid draws her own sword,

Go to those savages who have been drugged.

lift the sword,

prick,

die;

lift the sword,

prick,

die.

She is not afraid of blood, nor is she afraid of the dead, and she is very agile when killing people.

She is very talented, and the sword master immediately accepted her as a disciple when he saw her;

But the problem is,

Maybe it's because I've lived with the Hou Mansion for a long time,

As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black,

She, too, has contracted some of the Lord's ailments.

But the problem is, she is still young and not clear enough.

Generally, when children encounter this kind of situation, the root cause is...the lack of pumping.

no,

Isn't it all right now?

The sword maid continued to assassinate,

It's like a life-harvesting machine with no emotions.

The hunchbacked Xiao Er waved his hand, and all those Jiang Hu people retreated.

immediately,

He walked up to Ah Ming, took out a box, held the box up with both hands respectfully, and presented it.

A Ming didn't pick it up with his hands,

Instead:

"Open it yourself."

Afraid of getting dirty.

Xue San once ridiculed Ah Ming, saying that he usually looks clean without touching his fingers, but when he sucks blood, he directly stabs people's neck with his teeth, and then sucks in big mouthfuls. Disgusted?

In fact, it is true.

The hunchbacked Xiao Er opened the box, and there were two gold ingots that he had taken from A Ming earlier, and there were two more gold bars in it.

"It is the honor of the little ones to do things for the master, and it is the blessing of three lifetimes of cultivation;

In the future, if you have something to do, you can directly order it. Even if the younger ones risk their lives, they will take care of the matter for you. "

Ah Ming didn't take the box, but waved his hand and said:

"If it is given to you, you will accept it."

The hunchbacked little Er's expression was a bit difficult.

"Next time, let's talk about it next time."

The hunchbacked Xiao Er's face finally relaxed.

there,

The sword maid finally stabbed everyone once.

A Ming reminded:

"Everyone, make another sword."

The sword maid didn't speak, just nodded, and continued to use the sword to roll names one by one.

Seeing that the hunchbacked Xiao Er was still standing beside her,

A Ming frowned slightly.

The hunchbacked boy immediately closed the box and said:

"Grandfather Fukang."

A Ming didn't want to talk anymore.

Finally, the second round of roll call for the sword maids was over.

"Master, don't worry, the little one here will take care of it."

Ah Ming took Fan Li and the maidservant with him, instead of going back to the inn, he left directly.

After the three left,

The hunchbacked Xiao Er carried the box and went back to the back room on the side of the lobby.

inside,

The proprietress was sitting there, and there was a circle of people from the Jianghu in the room.

"People left?"

asked the proprietress.

The hunchbacked Xiaoer nodded and put the box back on the table.

"No one?" The proprietress asked again.

The hunchbacked Xiao Er nodded again.

The proprietress leaned back slightly,

road:

"That status should not be low."

These days, it is impossible for ordinary people to throw two gold ingots directly like water.

At this time, a big one-eyed man sitting next to him said:

"Since we are from the Hou Mansion, we'd better not provoke you."

The proprietress squinted at the one-eyed dragon,

Annoyed:

"Are you also blind in the other eye? Am I provoking you? I rushed to the ground to lick it, okay? Even if the master calls me to serve the bed tonight, I will go. "

The one-eyed man smiled and said:

"I think you are looking forward to it, that master is not bad looking."

The proprietress sighed, she was indeed a little sad.

These days, it is harder to find a really handsome man than a beautiful woman.

Obviously, the proprietress has taken a fancy to Ah Ming.

The hunchbacked Xiao Er said, "Those savages are dead at the stable, and we have to clean them up later."

"All right, all right." The proprietress clapped her hands, "We can't afford to offend the Hou Mansion, but fortunately, the hunchback knows how to do things, so we finally managed it. Today, it's safe to say."

Cyclops nodded and said, "Yes, the most important thing is to ensure the safety of the ancestor."

At this time,

Cyclops seemed to have thought of something, looked at the hunchback Xiao Er, and asked;

"Hunchy, where did you get that sweat medicine?"

Menghan medicine is a high-end product;

In fact, it is very precious, and it is by no means a must-have for walking in the rivers and lakes, because most people in the rivers and lakes cannot afford it;

In comparison, poisons or aphrodisiacs are much cheaper than Mongolian sweat medicines.

The little hunchback said:

"I put some blood on the ancestor's body."

"you!"

Cyclops immediately stood up, glared at the hunchbacked Xiaoer, and cursed:

"how dare you!"

"What's the matter, what's the matter!" The hunchbacked Xiaoer also raised his neck as much as possible, and said to him, "Where did I find so many sweating medicines? son?

You know, among those savages, there are also a few good ones.

The request of the nobleman in the Hou Mansion was very strange, he had to take off his pants and fart so that the girl would come and kill him with a sword.

What can I do, what can I do!

In case there is going to be trouble, once we people really make a move, aren't you afraid of being seen as a martial arts routine?

hehe,

It's just borrowing a little blood from the ancestor, there are still eighteen freshly dead corpses outside, they are still warm, drag it down, and just make up for the ancestor.

Besides, not to mention that the ancestor is still asleep, even if the ancestor is awake, he will definitely allow me to do this. "

"Okay, okay!"

The proprietress stood up and scolded:

"Stop arguing, A Biao, you take someone to tidy up the stables, hunchback, you go and look after the shop, there are still a few customers who haven't left, you can find out more."

"Ah, are you going to do something tonight?" The hunchbacked Xiao Er was a little surprised.

It is the normal state of black shops to eat black and eat black.

The proprietress shook her head and said, "No, I always feel that the knife-wielding man who came today is a little unusual, so I should pay more attention."

"Okay, I see."

The proprietress turned around and bent down. Below, there was a hidden compartment. She pulled up the tab, and a corridor appeared inside.

She carried a lamp and went down;

The space below is not large, exuding a strong fragrance of flowers.

A water tank, a bed, and the grooves on the surrounding walls are all kinds of human bones and some accessories.

The proprietress first walked to a water tank, and there was still a layer of bloody water under the water tank.

She scooped out a large scoop with a ladle into the bowl, and walked to the other side of the bed.

bed,

an old man lies down;

The old man was fat, with a ruddy complexion, his eyes were closed, and he was motionless.

The proprietress put the bowl on the old man's chest and poured the blood slowly.

for a while,

Two fangs slowly grew from the corners of the old man's mouth,

At the same time, on both sides of its body, that is, at the position of its arms, a tiny piece of bat wing grew out.

The blood poured on the old man did not drip out, but was absorbed by the pores in the old man's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is not accurate to say that the pores are because the pores are really too big, like rows of There are densely packed fine holes pierced by thick silver needles.

After the blood is poured,

And the holes are all closed, out of sight;

The bat wings on the old man's arm also retracted.

on its countenance,

There was an extra touch of bright red.

The proprietress let out a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.

put the bowl down,

knelt by the bed,

Respectfully kowtowed to the old man on the bed.

"Old Ancestor, we are waiting for you to wake up."

...

under the night,

The sword maid walked in front,

As you walk, you drop silver beans.

She no longer sits on Fan Li's shoulders;

"Don't cry." Fan Li said.

"Ha ha." A Ming laughed.

The sword maid wiped her tears and said:

"I know what Jianghu is, and I also know what to do and what not to do. I also understand what you said. My master once said that he understood why Bailijian entered the capital to get an official position. .

But I think the rivers and lakes really shouldn't be like this.

Yes, Master Juggernaut lives next door to the Hou Mansion, but Master Juggernaut is not coveting the wealth and honor of the Hou Mansion, it is because Master Hou manages the place very well, that's why he stays there.

otherwise,

The world is so big, where can Master Sword Saint go?

Prosperity and wealth,

With his ability, is he lacking? "

actually,

The sword maid was right.

A Ming said: "There are no absolutes. Among the four great swordsmen, except your master is better, the other three are not allowed to be free."

Bailijian's younger sister is Yinjiawei, and he is the prince's martial artist;

Li Liangshen had to obey military orders;

In the previous battle, the swordmaker of Chu State was busy running around.

They are already standing at the top of the rivers and lakes, but none of them are as chic and comfortable as a ranger.

A Ming said again:

"True freedom, yes, wait until you become a Juggernaut."

"I will." The sword maid said.

"hehe."

The sword maid stopped and looked back at A Ming,

road:

"When I master the sword, I'll help you kill a few people first to repay the kindness of your upbringing. After that, I'll talk about stabbing Lord Hou first, but I will definitely return the slap to you first."

A Ming made a "yeah" gesture,

reminded:

"It's two slaps."

The sword maid wiped her tears vigorously,

Stubbornly said:

"Just one, the first slap, I deserve it."

A Ming was taken aback when he heard this, and nodded.

This girl is really interesting.

At this time,

The sword maid is not angry anymore.

Turning to Fan Li, he said:

"Big man, I'm hungry."

During the day, she just sulked and choked up on the bed, and didn't eat anything.

Fan Li smiled,

Put down the basket you were carrying.

The sword maid habitually leaned over to look for food, but saw a big rice bowl.

"Why did you bring this with you!"

Fan Li scratched his head.

Ah Ming walked over, glanced at the big rice bowl in the basket,

Said to Fan Li:

"You brought this out to drug her? She's just a kid."

The face of the sword maid suddenly turned red.

Fan Li scratched his head again,

Pointing to the food in the rice bowl,

road:

"Taste, something is wrong."

"Have you tasted it?" A Ming asked.

Fan Li nodded, "I tasted a fingernail, and I felt a little dizzy."

"You are sick, hehe, what does it smell like?"

"A little sour."

"It's rotten?"

"A bit like……"

"like what?"

"A person's taste."

"who?"

"you."

Ah Ming looked at Fan Li, and after looking at it, he also stretched out a finger, took a little from the rice bowl, brought it to his mouth, and ate a little.

immediately,

A Ming's eyes lit up,

Then,

he smiled,

laughed exaggeratedly,

Laughing without aristocratic image,

Laughing so that both arms began to tremble;

"With a paralyzing and hallucinogenic effect, it smells like the blood of an advanced vampire."

Seeing A Ming smile,

Fan Li also laughed,

And deliberately imitating Ah Ming's appearance, pulling the arc of his mouth away, deliberately gloomy.

The sword maid was a little confused, but at this moment, no one had time to explain to her.

"It's fresh, Ali."

Fan Li nodded vigorously, "Yes."

"This proves that the living body is nearby, in that inn."

Ming opened his mouth,

Like singing an opera, it seems that I can't restrain myself from singing:

"Ali, do you know what a real high-level vampire means to me?"

Fan Li thought carefully,

replied:

"Drinking blood."

"No, no, no!"

A Ming exaggerated three times,

shake hands,

road:

"It's not just a question of whether the blood tastes good or not. If this living body is brought by my side, it means, it means..."

In A Ming's eyes, there was a fiery ferocity,

"It means that I will have a blood bank that I can use at any time, and many of my abilities that are currently restricted and unusable, even blood magic, can be used through this living blood transfusion.

We have been studying how to get rid of the shackles of the Lord;

this,

It is the method, which belongs to me, the method! "

A Ming bent down,

Looking at the sword maid,

reach out,

Gently touched the face of the sword maid,

Said softly:

"Now, you can slap your face back."

The sword maid didn't fight, A Ming in this state made her very scared.

"Hehehehe..."

A Ming laughed sinisterly,

Said with emotion:

"Now, I really love this world."