Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

This day was the day with the heaviest snowfall since the beginning of winter.

The streets of Yunlai Town were all covered with snow, and pedestrians all wore thick cotton clothes.

At this time, who is a warrior and who is an ordinary person can be distinguished at a glance.

Warriors have true qi to protect their bodies, and they usually wear thin clothes.

Look, a woman in a green dress slowly walked into Yunlai Inn and found a corner in the north to sit down.

She just ordered two plates of vegetarian dishes and a pot of daughter's red wine, and drank by herself.

The woman's temperament is pure and unworldly, and she is not worldly. Her beautiful jade face is full of romantic charm, but people dare not have fantasies, for fear of blaspheming her holy elegance.

"Manager Lin, what charm do you have that can fascinate Senior Sister for more than half a year without returning to Cihang Jingzhai?"

The woman's voice is so sweet and soft that no words can describe it. It is pleasant and soft, clear and sweet.

Her eyes were as bright as gemstones, and she had a mysterious and charming demeanor like eternity.

Her temperament was cold and mysterious, as if she was born with aloofness, which made people dare not get close to her.

This woman was Shi Feixuan's junior sister, a woman famous for her Xiao art, a woman with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the daughter of Shi Zhixuan, the evil king of the Demon Sect, and Bi Xiuxin, the previous generation of disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, the head of the righteous path -

Shi Qingxuan!

She looked at Lin Fei, who was chatting and laughing with Yue Lingshan on the elegant seat on the second floor, and a trace of doubt emerged in her clear eyes.

"With such a beautiful wife, he is still flirting with other women everywhere. Is he really better than the second son of the Li family?

Senior sister...you are confused!"

...

A person came to the door of Yunlai Inn.

This person made people feel very cold, as if he had merged with the heavy snow.

Because he was too quiet, a kind of indifference and fatigue that had penetrated into his bones, but with a kind of murderous aura.

He seemed very tired, perhaps just because he had killed too many people, some of whom were even people he shouldn't have killed.

He killed people only because he had no choice.

The appearance of this person caused many people in the Yunlai Inn to exclaim.

Some masters couldn't help but exclaimed: "You... You are Xie Xiaofeng!"

There was an uproar in the lobby.

"What? The emperor of swords... Xie Xiaofeng?"

"He is really not dead?"

This can be said to be the most explosive event in the world after the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City.

Just before the news of Xie Xiaofeng's death came out, the third young master of the Shenjian Villa was a more famous figure than Ximen Chuxue.

The three words "Xie Xiaofeng" are enough to make all the swordsmen who pursue something in the world crazy.

"It seems that Shopkeeper Lin did not lie. Xie Xiaofeng really faked his death!"

"Is this really Xie Xiaofeng? No one has seen him for more than ten years. He didn't recognize the wrong person, did he?"

"It's not surprising that you don't recognize him. When the news of Xie Xiaofeng's death came out in Shenjian Villa, you were still wearing open-crotch pants."

"What's wrong with open-crotch pants? Didn't you wear them when you were a child?"

"Mr. Lin is really a man of heaven. He knows life and death and can even predict that Xie Xiaofeng is still alive!"

"Do we still need to doubt Shopkeeper Lin's ability? Even Mr. Huang Shang, who created the Nine Yin Manual, is not his opponent!"

Xie Xiaofeng pressed down the brim of his hat, walked straight into the inn, sat down in the empty seat next to Shi Qingxuan, and casually placed his sword "The World's No. 1 Sword" on the table, which caused everyone in the lobby to exclaim again.

A moment later, a figure in white appeared at the door of the inn.

The white clothes are like snow, but the sword at his waist is black, pitch black, narrow and long, ancient, the sharpest weapon in the world, the blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven pounds and thirteen ounces.

If there are still people who don’t know Xie Xiaofeng just now.

Then everyone in the lobby of Yunlai Inn knows this person.

Wanmei Villa - Ximen Chuxue.

Ximen Chuxue who just defeated Ye Gucheng on the top of the Forbidden City.

His eyes are indifferent and ruthless, as if nothing in the world can shake his heart.

"Oh my God, Ximen Chuxue is here again. He really has a special liking for Yunlai Inn."

"Love? Have you ever seen love in his eyes?"

"I have a feeling that after Ximen Chuxue defeated Ye Gucheng, in addition to inheriting his name as the Sword God, he also inherited his ruthless way."

"But doesn't Ximen Chuxue have a wife? It seems that she is Sun Xiuqing from the Emei Sect. If he has a wife, how can he be ruthless?"

"Ruthlessness is not the only way, okay? Look at the shopkeeper Lin. There are so many beauties around him. Does it affect his sword speed?"

"Puff!"

Lin Fei, who was watching the show on the second floor, almost spit out a mouthful of tea after hearing this.

Yue Lingshan on the side asked with concern: "Husband, are you okay?"

"Uh, I'm fine. I choked on the tea..."

Yue LingshanShan smiled and said pointedly: "Husband, look at the north side of the hall, there is a beautiful woman who always peeks at you."

Lin Fei smiled and adjusted his hair, and said very conceitedly: "Your husband, my friend, is as beautiful as jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world. There are many girls who love me openly or secretly, and this Miss Shi is not bad."

"Miss Shi? You mean, she is Shi Qingxuan, who is famous for her flute art?"

Lin Fei nodded: "That's right."

Yue Lingshan said thoughtfully: "I am quite interested in rhythm recently. It would be great if I could ask Miss Shi for advice on flute art."

"Puff..."

"Oh, husband, why are you so careless? You choked again, wipe it quickly."

Just after Ximen Chuxue entered the inn and sat down, another figure appeared at the door of the inn.

Exactly the opposite of Ximen Chuxue, he was dressed in black, with clear and bright eyes.

Yan Shisan!

His eyes always stayed on Xie Xiaofeng.

It was not because of hatred.

Everyone knew that Yan Shisan was a man crazy about swordsmanship. He practiced the family martial arts of the deadly swordsmanship and was the first-class swordsman of the time. His lifelong wish was to compete with Xie Xiaofeng, the emperor of swords and the world's number one swordsman.

He raised his head, nodded to Lin Fei in the elegant seat on the second floor, and then walked into the inn.

He went straight to Xie Xiaofeng's table and sat down.

He looked at Xie Xiaofeng's left arm oozing with blood.

"Are you injured?"

"I'm more than enough to fight you."

"I never duel with injured people."

"What do you want?"

"I'll wait for you in Yunlai Town for a month. After a month, no matter whether your injury has recovered or not, I will duel with you."

"As you wish!"

The two people's voices were not loud, but everyone in the lobby heard it clearly.

"Oh oh oh! In a month, Xie Xiaofeng will have a decisive battle with Yan Shisan!"

"Oh my god, the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City just ended, and they are going to fight again!"

"The Jianghu is in turmoil, and it can't be stopped!"

Lin Fei on the second floor narrowed his eyes and said, "My lady, do you think I should make another list?"

Yue Lingshan blinked.

"What list?"

"Jiuzhou Rouge List!"