Chapter 320 Trouble

As soon as Liu Wanyun walked to the entrance of the stairs, a clear voice sounded at the door of the inn, which came to the ears of everyone in the inn: "In Yichuan, east of the lower river, I heard that Mingxi Medical Fairy Fang is here. I'm here to meet you!"

"Yi Chuan! Why did he come here?" Fang Qiuyao took a breath of cold air, and there was a look of shock and admiration in his eyes.

"The name Yi Chuan seems to have been mentioned. What, is he awesome? How does he compare with that eight sons? Qin Yan asked.

Fang Qiuyao said solemnly, "Yaoxia is the 'Arrogant' of one of the eight princes. Although he looks immoderate, he is a hot-hearted chivalrous man with excellent martial arts skills and elegant manners. He is the first-class figure in the young generation."

"It sounds more powerful than Hao Chen'an..." Qin Yan muttered softly.

Seeing Ye Piaoling's face with a wry smile, he said, "If this Mr. Yi also came for me, I'm afraid I'm really in trouble this time."

"Oh?" Qin Yan frowned.

Fang Qiuyao said in a low voice, "No. Yi Shaoxia is an open and aboveboard chivalrous man and will never do such a thing.

Qin Yan glanced at him: "It sounds like you admire him? Is he your idol?"

Fang Qiuyao was suffocated and speechless. When it comes to worship, he did regard Yichuan as the target of chasing, but recently, his vision and thoughts have changed greatly. After three days of getting along with Qin Yan, a teacher and friend, he found that the amazing swordsman in front of him made him admire him more.

When an idol doesn't like another idol, which side should he stand on? This is really a headache...

The three waited upstairs for a long time and saw Liu Wanyun coming back alone. She looked solemn and said as soon as she came in, "This place can't stay any longer. Let's leave immediately and go to Ping'an Town in the west."

Ye Piaoling asked, "Where's Mr. Yi?"

"He came to ask me to treat his father, but I refused." Liu Wanyun said lightly.

Qin Yan and Ye Piaoling were not surprised to hear this result, only Fang Qiuyao couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"Because I don't like people who pretend." Liu Wanyun hooked his hand, motioned Ye Piaoling to pack up with her, turned around and walked out.

Fang Qiuyao reluctantly chased after her and said behind her, "But with the help of Yi Shaoxia, we don't have to worry about those killers..."

"That's not necessarily." Liu Wanyun's lips raised slightly and showed a sneer, but Fang Qiuyao behind him did not see it. "If Mr. Yi is a gentleman, it's not a big deal for me to refuse him. At most, I will lose some face. But if he is a villain, it's really a sheep into the tiger's mouth and there is no return. What's more, I don't like him, so why do I force myself to pay attention to him?"

"How can there be such a truth--" Fang Qiuyao followed them into another room angrily. Before he finished a sentence, he only heard a "bang" and the door was closed fiercely. If he hadn't retreated quickly, he would have hit the door panel.

He stood at the door for a while, and neither of them paid attention to him, so he had to go back to his room to pack up.

Qin Yan also returned to his room. He had nothing to clean up, only a sword and a suit of clothes, which he bought after coming to this small town. He casually wrapped a piece of cloth and wrapped his clothes, and the rest of the time lay down to ** close his eyes and rest, waiting for Liu Wanyun to clean up her bottles and jars and then call himself. After all, I don't know how far I have to go. What can I do if I don't keep up my spirits?

He used the spitting technique taught by the old chess player in the magic gate. By regulating his breathing, he quickly relaxed his spirit and quickly recovered his physical strength. But his mind refused to be completely idle, and thought of the "sword qi marks" that he had been thinking hard about, just like what he did every night.

But he was soon woken up by the noise downstairs. He wiped his eyes and listened. He only heard the sound of shouting and shouting below, mixed with the sound of falling the chair and smashing the table, which made the floor tremble.

It sounds like several street scoundrels are making trouble, but Qin Yan smelled an unusual smell from it: this inn has been very calm for a few days. Now, as soon as Mr. Yi left, there was a splashing skin in the door to make trouble. Isn't it too coincidental?

He straightened his clothes, grabbed the sword and the package and quickly walked out.

It happened that Liu Wanyun and the others had just come out. The four met in the corridor, listened to the heavy footsteps at the top of the stairs, looked at each other, and finally Fang Qiuyao stepped forward and stood in the front.

A few untidy young people who ran upstairs, carried sticks and waist knives and scolded and came upstairs: "I want to see who is wrapped up on the second floor. Why can't I live? I look down on people..."

Fang Qiuyao took a few steps forward to meet him and said in a low voice, "Six people, this side has been wrapped down by us. Please stop!"

"Yo, that's your boy! There are only a few of you. Do you need so many rooms? Let's give my brother some face and give up a few rooms!" The young man led by the other side stood crookedly against a big golden ring knife, with a hippie smile.

Fang Qiuyao shook his head: "I'm sorry, we have women--"

Before he finished saying a sentence, several people on the opposite suddenly changed their colors and cursed with foul words: "Fuck you, don't be shameless!" Have you ever heard of Brother Hua on East Street?" What's wrong with a woman? Does she have eight hands or three heads? Do she have to live in more rooms?" Don't talk nonsense with him, abolish the man, and let the women have fun together..."

Fang Qiuyao is the young master of the Hunjiang Gang. When he was scolded like this, his face turned red. Finally, he couldn't help shouting and punched at the skinrs.

"Ouch, boy has courage!" I'm going to do it!" Look at the knife!" Brother Hua, I'm injured. Call me Langzhong. Oh, I'm going to die--"

In the chaotic shouting and scolding, Fang Qiuyao punched and kicked, and for a moment, he beat the crowd to tears, threw down his knife and stick and fled downstairs.

Qin Yan looked at Liu Wanyun and said, "It's just an ordinary skin."

Liu Wanyun sneered: "Mr. Yi is a good-faced person. Of course, he will not be cruel as soon as he comes up. This is just a small warning. If I don't give him face, I'm afraid I'll have a big game tomorrow.

Qin Yan smiled and said, "We're leaving today, but I'm afraid Mr. Yi won't give up!"

Liu Wanyun said, "If he ignores his decent, we don't have to leave him any more decent. An arrogant man with a false reputation can't turn the sky upside down! Isn't it, Master Han?"