Chapter 163 Blood-stained Xiliang Inn

Looking at the gate that has been opened, the unique prosperity of the night is endless. Murong Xi and his entourage said that it was impossible without doubts, but they couldn't figure out who helped them for a moment. But on second thought, since he is willing to help, he must be a 'friend'.

Don't procrastinate at the moment: "Let's go."

Xiliang Inn.

There is no other reason for the only inn in Xiliang City that is not full of guests. Due to the recent lottery, from the official government to the town and village, they all made a lot of money from the nearby.

And the few towns closest to the Qianzhang Cliff are worse than here, which can be described as traffic jams. The only common goal of heroes from all walks of life is not far away, and there is no desire to eat. Except for a few people who talk loudly in the lobby.

"Shopkeeper, is there still room?"

Looking at the handsome man and woman behind E Murong Xi, the shopkeeper was stunned, and even the fingers holding the abacus froze. Seeing the disgusting eyes of the shopkeeper, Dongfang Yue, who was full of fire, could not understand their situation at this time, and now he put his slender hand on the counter.

Those men who fight wine see beautiful women to enjoy, and they don't care about alcohol. With his presumptuous eyes, he looked at the cold Dongfang Li and Murong Ling, who outlined his exquisite figure in red. Then he looked at Dongfang Yue, who was still full of anger and beauty, and whistled, and said that such a fierce nature was enough!

"Uh! Cough, there is, there is. However, there are so many people in your group, and you also know about the Qianzhang Cliff recently. There are not so many rooms in the shop. Let's take a look..."

Shocked by Dongfang Yue's strong palm, the shopkeeper nodded and looked at them with difficulty. I'm afraid that one of them can't take his life, and they are struggling to compete with these practitioners. Although they can only flatter them in a low voice, the implication is whether they can succumb for one night.

"It doesn't matter, how many empty rooms do you have?" Raise your hand to signal the shopkeeper that there is no need to be embarrassed.

The shopkeeper saw the gentle and elegant nobleman in front of him, and now he was a little relieved and carefully stretched out three fingers: "Three..."

"What?" Not waiting for Murong Xi to speak, Dongfang Yue had already picked up his collar and his face full of anger without waiting for the shopkeeper to see the situation clearly.

Dongfang Ci, who has never had a sense of existence, has never seen such a scene. She shrank her head close to her brother Dongfang Cen, and the handkerchief in her hand looks like a frightened little white rabbit, which is pitiful.

"That girl is also good. Look, I really want people to cherish her!" Hahaha..."

Listening to the broken words from the table in the lobby from time to time, Dongfang Ci's smiling face turned red, and his body drilled into Dongfang Cen's arms. There is a tendency to never come out again. Dongfang Cen had no choice but to arch his hand to those people: "Heroes, my sister-in-law is young and cowardly by nature. I hope you are generous and don't joke anymore!"

Listening to Dongfang Cenwen's words, those Chinese characters are also embarrassing, and that's all for a wave of their sleeves. But Dongfang Yue didn't want to look at those men who were fighting wine through her cold face on her right shoulder, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent...

"Auntie, girl?"

The shopkeeper looked at the girl who was still holding his clothes and didn't understand why he was so angry. But the room is really gone, even if you kill him.

"Hmm." He shook off the crying shopkeeper, whose feet did not stand firmly and hit the wine rack behind him for a while, and was almost smashed. When she saw the girl's back towards the man, she shrank in the corner of the counter, and a pair of shrewd old eyes looking at the extra situation in an instant.

Dong Yue walked step by step to those inexplicable men who looked at her, with a beautiful smile on her face. Those men didn't even know that the wine bowl in their hands was overflowing.

"Just now, but are you talking about Miss Ben?"

Listening to the whisper of the yellow warbler, there is no soul in the thick man. At present, he nodded like asking for credit and apologized for the fact that he had offended the beautiful woman just now: "How offended you just now. I hope you don't blame me and other rude people."

"Ha ha... Of course, I'm not that kind of stingy person."

Looking at the girl with a smile between his eyebrows, the man can't find the north. Just as I was about to hand over the wine bowl in my hand and ask her if she was drinking with them, the next second I felt a colic in her abdomen. Lowering his head, blood dripping through his clothes fell to the ground, bursting like blood plums.

"You..."

Looking at the cold color across his abdomen, the man's eyes suddenly opened. The blue veins on her face were congested and the side of her neck burst. She looked at Dongfang Yue with a smile at this time in disbelief, but she was shocked to find that her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes at all.

"Would you like to drink with Miss Ben? You are not well-reated. Humph, don't think about it in your next life!"

Looking at the coldness on his beautiful face, the man realized that the reason why he died was not because he was not good at learning, but because he was confused by the beauty in front of him. He gritted his teeth and wanted to reach out to get his weapon, but his body softened. After the loud noise, he had fallen to the ground, and the blood under his body spread.

Looking at the tragic death of a weak woman's hand, several other people had no reason. They picked up their own weapons one after another and were stopped by a tingling pain. Between their heads, they saw a chopstick inserted in their throats and foreheads.

When she raised her eyes, she saw the girl in white, who had been cold, keeping the gesture of throwing out her chopsticks and looking at them blankly.

There are blood bubbles in my throat, but I can't spit out a word. It turned out that my death was so funny...

Seeing this, other diners were not in the mood to watch the play. They threw away their chopsticks and wine glasses in their hands, and dodged back to the room to close the doors and windows - to sleep!

A few soft sounds of weapons landing, and the next second, the rough men fell down one after another, shocking the ground with dust. The shopkeeper and Xiao Er had never seen the real bloody scene. They wanted to scream, but they quickly covered their mouths, shrank under the counter and sifted their bodies, and called Amitabha in their hearts...

Dong Li slowly put down his slender hand and turned his head to look at the trembling chopsticks on the counter. He said coldly to the unmanned counter: "Is there a room now?" Totally affirmative tone.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a trembling hand sticking out of the counter, and a string of copper spoons made a metal sound due to shaking. After taking the key, the hand quickly withdrew as if frightened, and the voice trembled and said, "Second and second floors to... to the left, the key has... the corresponding room and number."

After Dongfang Li and Dongfang Yu slowly walked upstairs one after another, Dongfanglu did not stay to follow. Murong Xi took a look at the silly wry smile, then at the counter, and finally took out two ingots of silver from his sleeve and put it there: "Shopkeeper, this is the deposit for the room." He took out an ingot of silver and said, "In addition, send someone to clean up here so as not to ruin your business."