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In March of Yangchun, the spring breeze blows the green willows.

In this season, Changsheng Ridge is full of greenery, and the snow on the mountain has melted into countless winding streams, one of which gurgles in front of Wanjialou, and the floating petals on the water flow down the river.

A hand that was stained with blood but still as white as jade porcelain stretched into the stream, the blood smudged like ink, pink peach petals lingered between the delicate fingers, the owner of the hand gently swayed the petals in the stream, Wash off the blood and stand up.

The onlookers backed away frequently in horror, and no one dared to get close to that peerless man. [

The man's expression is cold and pure, like the unmelted snow on the distant mountain; his face is pale and soft, his facial features are clear and beautiful, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world; "Peerless elegance" is still unable to describe the half fairy charm of the person in front of him.

However, that seemingly weak hand forced a person to death!a woman!

Downstream of the stream, the bright blood is like a woman's bright red tulle skirt, fluttering, with dreamy and coquettish colors, flowing into the distance.

The woman who died not long ago had a voluptuous figure and a seductive and charming dress. She stood upright by the stream, her stunning face almost being twisted behind her.She stared wide-eyed, staring at the man who killed her with a strange look, bleeding from her seven orifices, flowing down like a stream, staining the clear water downstream red.

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Once you arrive at Wanjialou, even if you have entered Changsheng Ridge, the Yaochi Gate is within sight.

Wanjialou is the only inn within a radius of [-] miles. It accepts all kinds of people from all walks of life, regardless of good or evil.

This year's hero conference was held in Baijiazhuang, Changshengling. Apart from Yaochi Gate and Baijiazhuang, only Wanjialou remained in Changshengling.Yaochimen and Baijiazhuang mainly receive sects and individuals who are invited to participate in the hero meeting. Those decent people who come here for their fame, and those who intend to make trouble can only choose to stay in Wanjialou, or stay outside.

At this time, Wanjialou is already a gathering of good and evil, and good and evil are mixed together.

"Several heroes and heroines, we really don't have so many guest rooms." Boss Jin of Wanjialou was busy entertaining all guests in person, and glanced at the five people blocking the door, "Five heroes, Xia Nu, why don't you spare three rooms for you? If there are two people in one room, one of them can live in the room alone."

The Jianghu people who were drinking and chatting in the hall shouted loudly, "Boss Jin! No, you are so kind! We all share a room with five people, why should they share a room with each other! Which way are you on! Do you know the rules of the Jianghu?" ?”

The five people blocking the door were Zi Xi, Yun Weiyao, Ren Yuan, Mei Ji and Er Gouzi.

Zixi ignored the yelling of others, and calmly discussed with the boss: "It's okay for two people to share one room, prepare 54 rooms for us."

Boss Jin's legs softened, and he asked, "How many people are here?"

Zixi said calmly, "No more, no less, one hundred and eight."

Boss Jin said with a mournful face: "There are only eleven rooms available right now. If heroes are willing to squeeze ten people into one room, I can give you all eleven rooms, and one of them can accommodate two people less."

Zixi glanced at all kinds of people from the rivers and lakes in the hall, reached into her arms, took out a dozen banknotes, and said richly: "Which one of you, give up a room, and I will give you 100 taels."

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