As the members of several major gangs dispersed, Yang Chen's Inn almost became a forbidden area for all living beings. Even the people passing by were reminded to give way to the alleys, and no one dared to come even half a step closer.

In the inn, Ye Jingtang walked up to the second floor with Hua Qingzhi in his arms. After entering the room, he placed the package and the unique wheel sword on the table.

This 'Dial of Fate' was not bought by Ye Jingtang casually, but on the way to the snowfield, he contacted the contact person of the Blue Dragon Society.

When Qinglong met him, he was really willing to help support the scene. Naturally, his cooperation was very good, providing him with the information he needed along the way. He also sent all the gang leader's swords near the snowy field, asking him to pick them up when he arrived.

The invitation card and the sword are all there. Now even if he came to confront him face to face on the twelfth floor, I would not dare to say that he is not the 'Dragon King'.

As for the wheel on the sword, Ye Jingtang thought it was some clever mechanism at first, but after asking the contact person, he found out that it was a timer.

Assassins are all about high bursts that kill with one hit, and basically have no battery life or protection. Twelve blasts last about a minute. If you don't kill them, you should leave. This is purely to prevent yourself from hitting the objects above you.

After running all the way from Chengtian Mansion and crossing Beiliang from south to north, Ye Jingtang was obviously a little tired. After stretching, he turned around and helped Qingzhi untie the collar:

"Didn't I scare you just now?"

Hua Qingzhi watched Ye Jingtang beheading her every day, and she almost got used to it. Now she sat on a stool, raised her neck and asked Ye Jingtang to help, and said softly:

"It's not a good thing to commit too many crimes, but this time Mr. Ye killed pirates, so I won't nag you... Wu——"

Before Hua Qingzhi finished speaking, she noticed that the handsome face nearby suddenly enlarged and her mouth was tightly blocked!

Ever since Hua Qingzhi hesitated to show her good intentions outside Washington, it was like she had stung a hornet's nest. From then on, Ye Jingtang was no longer a gentleman. She kissed her when she was on the road and kissed her when she was bored. She pretended to be angry.

, the most he could do was control the time, kissing her from south to north, just to get her used to kissing.

When Hua Qingzhi saw Mr. Ye coming again, she felt helpless and leaned back slightly:

"Young Master Ye, you...you have changed!"

"hehe……"

Ye Jingtang stood up to get the package, took out the dry skirt and put it on the table:

"Your clothes are soaked. It's cold here. Change your clothes and I'll get you water to take a bath."

Hua Qingzhi's face turned red with embarrassment and she didn't say anything. She just picked up her skirt, stood up from the table, and walked behind the screen.

Ta Ta ~

Squeak——

Soon, the door opened and closed, and Ye Jingtang's footsteps walking downstairs gradually faded away.

Hua Qingzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was alone in the room, listening to the drizzle outside. At this moment, she suddenly understood in her heart why there were so many confidantes in Ye Jing Hall...

How can you be so lustful...

…

Hua Qingzhi pursed her lips and began to change her clothes lightly. She was even a little worried whether Ye Jingtang would touch the bed at night.

However, this thought was immediately suppressed by sadness.

After all, before she came out, she said she was pregnant in order to give her grandfather hope of survival.

Five or six days passed in a blink of an eye, and Mr. Ye just kissed her. It was obvious that this kiss could not conceive a baby...

Due to the restraint and inner struggle that a daughter should have, she cannot be too proactive, otherwise her image as a 'virtuous and virtuous' person may be ruined.

But if I don’t perform well, what should I do if I give my grandpa a job next year...

No, am I in love with Mr. Ye?

…

Swish, swish, swish~

Drizzle sprinkled on the eaves, and bursts of white mist emerged from between the tiles.

Ye Jingtang was in the kitchen of the inn, boiling hot water in a big pot. Because he killed two people when he arrived, even the innkeepers were scared away. He had to do the chores by himself, which was quite helpless.

While the Night Terror Hall was busy lighting fires and fetching water, a soft sound of flapping wings came from above the inn, and then the birds landed on the window sill where the bacon was hung, shaking their heads to shake off the water droplets, and began to look around at "Gu Guji"

"Ji..." It looked like he was asking - where is the promised bear's paw? Do you believe that Niao Niao will go back to Honghe Town now...

Ye Jingtang picked up a plate of fresh mutton and placed it on the windowsill:

"You can't eat bear paws until you get to Shuofeng City, so don't worry. Have you found Yunli and the others?"

After arriving at the snowfield, Niaoniao began high-altitude reconnaissance, looking for the whereabouts of the ice lumps and poached eggs. However, the snowfield was vast and sparsely populated, and most people stayed in their houses when it rained. So far, they found nothing.

Ye Jingtang was not surprised to see this. After feeding the bird something to eat, he continued to search outside and returned to the second floor of the inn with hot water.

Squeak~

Ye Jingtang squeezed open the door with his shoulder, and as soon as he entered the room carrying two buckets of steaming water, he found that Hua Qingzhi had already put on a clean dress and was sitting next to the dressing table, facing the bronze mirror in a daze.

Hua Qingzhi came back to her senses when she heard the door open, and turned to look at him, her eyes a little nervous and shy.

Ye Jingtang came behind the screen, put down the bucket, looked at Qingzhi's shy look, and said doubtfully:

"What’s wrong with you?"

Hua Qingzhi was fine. She just suddenly realized that she seemed to have unknowingly kept Ye Jingtang in her heart and treated her as the one she loved...

Seeing Ye Jingtang at this time, Hua Qingzhi felt panicked for no reason. After a moment of silence, she asked softly:

"Young Master Ye, tell the truth, do you... do you like me?"

"?"

Ye Jingtang was stunned by this question. He squatted down in front of him and looked at the serious Miss Hua:

"Why don't you like me kissing you?"

Hua Qingzhi didn't expect Ye Jingtang to admit so straightforwardly, and didn't know how to respond. She held it in for a long time and just said:

"Everyone has a love for beauty. It's an honor for me to be favored by the young master, but I must remember that it's all about love and restraint, I..."

Ye Jingtang turned his face away from his eyes and asked:

"You don't like me anymore?"

"I...um?"

Hua Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, and her brain shut down immediately after being asked this question.

Nod your head, it means you liked me before; shake your head, it means you still like me, isn't this shameless?

Ye Jingtang was a little amused when he saw Qingzhi's brain couldn't turn around, so he stood up and said:

"Okay, let's take a bath and relax. I'm exhausted from running all the way."

"oh……"

Hua Qingzhi was so confused that she didn't know what to say. After Ye Jingtang filled up the water, she stood up with the dressing table and came to the screen to wash herself...

——

The sky is getting dark, and the steady autumn rain shows no sign of stopping.

To the north of Cangdong Town, in another small town about two hundred miles away, countless Jianghu people also stayed overnight to escape the continuous rain.

Shuofeng City is holding a hero's banquet, and not many invitations have been sent out, but people from both north and south like to join in the fun. Now at this time of the year, 99% of those who go to the snowfield are idlers who go to Shuofeng City to hang out, and there are even some of them.

He came from the Southern Dynasty with good information.

People from all corners of the country gather together, and it is inevitable to exchange information about the affairs of the north and south.

It had just fallen into the night, and the lights were brightly lit in a relatively large inn in the town. A hundred and ten Jianghu people gathered around it. There was a table in the middle. An elderly storyteller, holding a folding fan in his right hand and a bowl of wine in his left hand, looked slightly smiling.

He told the surrounding audience:

"Don't believe it, the Great Night Demon actually used a flying sword to enter the immortal class at that time. According to common sense, a flying sword can take someone's head from thousands of miles away. Monk Shenchen will definitely die, but there is no doubt that he will die."

Unexpectedly, Monk Shenchen just yelled "My Buddha is compassionate", and a statue of the Buddha reaching heaven emerged from the sea of ​​sand..."

"Since the Night Demon is already in the Immortal Class, why can he be bitten by a dog?"

"That dog is not a simple dog. I'm afraid ninety-nine percent of you have never heard of the name 'Lang Rong'..."

…

Because the storyteller drank half a catty of wine and talked nonsense, not many people in the inn actually listened to the book and rewarded him.

At the fence on the second floor, even Zhe Yunli, who had always been obsessed with listening to books, found that the storyteller was not good at his job, and gradually lost interest. He folded his arms and lay on the table, tilting his head to look at Bing opposite, who was frowning in deep thought.

Tuo Tuo:

"Master, don't worry. Cousin Jing has practiced the golden scale diagram, and the dog can't bite it. I'm a little worried that the dog's teeth will collapse..."

"?"

Xue Baijin was not worried about Ye Jingtang being bitten by a dog, but he was thinking about the 'Hundred Steps Flying Sword'.

Almost a month has passed since the battle in the desert, and the news has spread all over the world. Although there are various versions, storytellers usually exaggerate the narrative, and the core information points will not be misrepresented.

To find the core information from many versions, it is actually simple. That is to comprehensively compare the information that exists in all versions. Nine times out of ten, the information is true. For example, everyone is saying that the Night Terror Hall was bitten by a dog.

Even if it sounds like nonsense, it may have happened.

Nowadays, all the storytellers from south to north have told the story of the "Flying Sword with a Hundred Steps", which means that some of the witnesses that day actually saw this scene.
To be continued...