Fast-Crossing Time Travel

Chapter 44 Martial Arts Chapter 13
On the empty avenue in the wilderness, there is only a bustle of voices there, which is incompatible with the surrounding empty suburban avenues. There are endless lively sounds in the distance. There was a lot of people pouring in, the yelling of strong men and the charming voices of women were all intertwined, it was as noisy as playing a heavy metal piece...

The hotel looks a little shabby, there is only a small stable at the entrance, so that most people's horses are all tied to the railings outside, the small hotel is a bit weird, in this place where there are no people for several miles Setting up such a hotel, there is not even a name at the door of the hotel...

There is a large courtyard in front of the hotel, the courtyard is full of people of all kinds, there are swordsmen with handsome stomachs drinking wine, there are rude strong men, there are enchanting female knights, all kinds of people who go to various places gather here Here, under the light of the lights, everyone is tired from the journey, and their bodies are more or less dusty, and they are all intertwined at this moment into a picture scroll full of people's voices.

A group of three people stepped into this bustling hotel. The hustle and bustle of the hotel seemed to dispel the fatigue of the day's journey. The handsome man in blue clothes carefully hugged a woman in a bamboo hat, and looked at her softly. Behind him was a woman in a goose yellow robe, and the three of them stared at each other. The handsome man and the gorgeous woman made the people in the hotel quiet, and they all stared at these people...

The door of the hotel is a bit worn out, it seems that it has gone through a lot of time, the passing of time has also left a special mark on the vermilion door, the vermilion paint is a little peeled off, revealing the wood grain underneath,...

The crowd in the hall does not seem to be as large as in the courtyard. A few people are sparsely drinking, some are already drunk and passed out in this hall. Xiaoer stands at the door of the container with his head down, fiddling with the abacus, his fingers flying Looking at the somewhat yellowed account book in his hand seriously, he didn't notice the arrival of the few people at all...

Song Jiajia observed the hotel in Lu Zhanyuan's arms, but felt that it seemed a little weird, and there were weirdness everywhere, those drunk men and those energetic people who were drinking in the courtyard seemed a little weird , She pursed her lips without saying a word, raised her eyes coldly and swept across the group of people, and buried herself in Lu Zhanyuan's arms without saying a word...

"Xiao Er, I want three rooms..." Lu Zhanyuan, who was dressed in blue, seemed to sense her uneasiness. His slender fingers caressed her somewhat cold hands, and his thin lips curled up slightly, making his arms warm. The woman is at ease...

"Sorry, there are only two rooms left in this store..." Xiao Er stopped fiddling with the abacus fingers. With thick calluses, Song Jiajia's eyes narrowed, and her heart became more and more uneasy. There might be something wrong with this store, and they might be like going to a banquet at that Hongmen. Grabbed a wrinkled line...

"Then come two guest rooms..." The man in the blue clothes was still calm, the expression in his eyes was well covered, and he still smiled as gently as usual, soft like the spring breeze.Blowing through people's hearts makes people feel like spring breeze...

"Okay, guest officer upstairs, please..." Xiao Er's face became brighter with a smile, and there was no difference in her complexion as usual, but Song Jiajia saw the gleam in her eyes, and she kept silent. He is not talking, his eyes are full of entanglements, Xiaoer is leading the way, his figure is a little fat, but his steps are very light, if you don't listen carefully, it seems that there are no footsteps...

Song Jiajia's expression became more and more gloomy, her complexion was tense, her fingers tightly grabbed Lu Zhanyuan's blue shirt, and her body was also stiff. A plain fir gown, the white one is a bit worn out, the more or less patches don't match the interior decoration at all...

Watching Xiaoer push their room away, Song Jiajia lowered her head even more. This room is decorated in the style of a little girl. It's not like an ordinary hotel, but a bit like a room I live in on weekdays. The burning incense seems to have not dissipated...

"Let's stay here first. The other rooms have been booked these days, only these two rooms have been vacant and no one has lived in them..." Xiao Er bent down to invite them in with a fawning smile on his face. He Ruanjun, who was on board, entered the next room. He Ruanjun just smiled at them with his usual expression, and entered the room on his own...

"If the guest officer has nothing to ask, I will go downstairs, and you are calling me..." Xiaoer's back is somewhat submissive, but there is no aura of the market, but a bit of a quack, and the light footsteps prove that he is a master of internal skills. Only the side of the thumb and index finger are the thickest. All this proves that he is a master and a master of swords. Song Jiajia secretly defined it in her mind, and her heart became more and more entangled. Could it be that way? what...

When the two entered the room, Lu Zhanyuan moved the table to block the door, carried her to the bed, and carefully placed the bed curtain. The peony is very delicate, not as good as a hotel at all. Even the smell of the incense burner in the room is still lingering around the nose. The peach blossom fragrance is very pleasant, but what they smell at the moment is not the fragrance of flowers, but more like a life-threatening talisman...

Sitting on the bed, Lu Zhanyuan looked a little nervous, his thin lips were tightly pursed, without saying a word, he took out a piece of white paper and pen from the bag, glanced at the frowning woman in front of him, bowed his head and wrote Down
"There's something wrong with this shop, Mo Chou, I'm afraid it's dangerous here, don't talk, be careful that you have ears on the wall..." The man's expressionless expression in the hall just now could no longer be reproduced, his whole body was shrouded in shadow, As the small candlelight flickered and extinguished, my heart became more and more nervous...

Jiajia sighed in her heart, took a deep look at him, she had already made a decision, she looked at her legs with some regrets, her eyes were full of helplessness, she raised the pen and began to write on the paper
"I've known for a long time that Xiao Er is a master of swords, and there are many masters in the courtyard just now..."

The black handwriting on the white paper seems to still exude the fragrance of ink. Her handwriting is very beautiful, and the upswing of the feet carries an invincible domineering, very charming, but at this moment Lu Zhanyuan can no longer appreciate the beauty of the handwriting. Beautiful, psychologically full of uneasiness, Ruyu's cheeks are also full of tangles, looking at her frowning brows feels distressed, and whispers in her ear

"Actually, a day is a day as long as we can live. Every day we have is stolen, and it is enough to have you by our side..." Bi Se's figure is full of obsession and love, leaving behind the anxiety in her heart, Even if they die here, so what, with her by his side, he is not afraid of anything, the frown on his face eased, and his complexion softened
But Taohua looked at her biting lips, the uneasiness and tension in her eyes, and her furrowed eyebrows, and saw her silent, hugged her with some distress, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and turned her head Pillowed on her shoulder, smelling the fragrance of her body, she opened her mouth a little muffled

"If it wasn't for me, you would be the most handsome female devil in the world, not like you are now, because my wings were broken and I fell into such a situation..."

(End of this chapter)