The howling cold wind stopped at some point.

Snow fell again in the leaden sky.

At first it was thin and sparse, but after half an hour, it turned into heavy snowflakes flying all over the sky.

The battle at Yuelai Inn ended with Xiao Baozi's sword.

Everyone ran away again under her word "Go".

Not even caring about the corpses of their companions or friends.

The so-called heroes in the world can eat and drink together, but no one will have trouble with their own lives.

Even Chang Baishu is no exception.

Chang Baishu did not ask again, nor did he dare to ask again.

He rolls faster than anyone else.

They all left.

The backyard of Yuelai Inn was left in a mess.

Yin Ruming did not say thank you to Li Chenan and others.

She directed the waiters to carry the corpses and clean the battlefield.

Xiaoqin has woken up from trance.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Xiao Wu's clean face and clean eyes sitting opposite him.

There is no sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds.

There was no roaring or shouting.

He looked away and was surprised to find that the battle was over and none of the enemies were seen.

Xiao Wu looked at Xiao Qin and laughed.

He wrote on the snow: "Follow me."

"Your injuries require treatment."

Xiao Wu was about to get up, but was suddenly grabbed by Xiao Qin.

Xiaoqin also wrote on the snow: "I can't go, I have to guard this coffin."

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then wrote: "Then bring this coffin."

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…

Dusk always comes earlier on snowy days.

At this time, the sky was dimming and the red lantern outside the inn was already on.

The lanterns in the guest rooms have also been lit.

If you look down from the sky, the brightest place in Zhouzhuang is not the market town of Zhouzhuang, but the Zhou Garden, two miles away from the market town.

Zhouyuan is very big.

There are not only many servants in Zhouyuan, but also many experts who care for the home.

In addition, tomorrow is Mr. Zhou Dashan's sixtieth birthday. The knights with prominent status in the world who came from far away are valued by Mr. Zhou Dashan and they all live in Zhou Garden.

Of course, they all live in the outer courtyard of Zhou Garden.

No one can enter the core inner courtyard unless invited by Zhou Dashan.

The defense here is extremely tight.

It's in a beautiful pavilion in the back garden of the inner courtyard.

Zhou Dashan was holding the tea cup with his eyebrows furrowed and his face very gloomy.

"Wei Changhe is not her enemy with one sword?...Half-step Grandmaster...When did there become another Half-step Grandmaster in this world?"

Chang Baishu handed over his hand: "The sword he uses is Dao sword... But today, only those who practice Wanxi Zhai are Dao swords!"

Zhou Dashan stroked his long beard and asked: "You mean, Wanxi Zhai is also supported by the hidden door of Taohua Island?"

"This...I think it's possible!"

"The other two young men who wield swords are also very powerful. Their swordsmanship is clearly that of Mushan Sword... In the past hundred years, in our country of Ningguo, Songshan Sword Academy, Mushan Sword, and Wanxi Zhai have been known as

The three most powerful sects in the world."

"If Peach Blossom Island is really the hidden gate, and if Mu Shandao and Wanxi Zhai are originally the outer gate of Peach Blossom Island, then it's not surprising that they are so powerful."

Zhou Dashan took a sip of tea and said with great confusion: "But in the past hundred years, Jianghu has never heard of another hidden sect being born... The sword discussion agreement in Shushan a hundred years ago has not expired..."

Chang Baishu waved his hand, "They did not violate that agreement!"

"Wan Xizhai and Mu Shan Dao are sects in the martial arts world. Their disciples go out and travel around the martial arts world. This does not break the rules."

"I think that the Peach Blossom Island behind is not too important. After all, the real hidden door is far away from us. On the contrary, the people from Wan Xizhai and Mu Shandao are standing beside Xiaoqin..."

Chang Baishu looked at Mr. Zhou Dashan, leaned over and whispered: "Tomorrow, they will definitely come to wish you a birthday!"

"Of course it's better to have more people, but there aren't any masters around us who can stop them!"

Master Zhou Dashan put down the tea cup.

He grabbed a handful of chess pieces from the chess urn nearby.

He took one and put it on the tea table and said:

"With you."

He put another one in.

"There is Mr. Ni, the old gang leader of Yi'antang, blocking Jiang with an iron rope."

He then placed five pieces in a row.

"Tiewan Lei Peng, the chief helmsman of the Jiangnan branch of the Beggar Clan."

"Brother Shuzhou Paohui's boss Chen Donglai."

"Ma Xinchun, the great elder of Lingnan White Lotus Sect."

"Lv Siniang, the protector of Honghua Pavilion on Annan Road."

"And the two brave heroes..."

Zhou Dashan still had a large number of chess pieces in his hand. He threw the large number of chess pieces on the table, sat up straight, and showed a smile.

"Although my Zhouyuan Garden is not as complete as the defense of Qinjian Villa back then, if just a few of them want to attack and assassinate me..."

"The visitor is a guest."

"I will never turn away guests."

"I will let them in."

Chang Baishu was surprised, but he said nothing more.

He believed that the old fox in front of him might have already laid a dragnet in Zhouyuan, waiting for the arrival of Xiaoqin and the others.

Master Zhou Dashan poured another cup of tea.

"After all, she is the young master's queen!"

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to meet the newly born young master."

"In the past fifteen years, he has suffered too many grievances outside. Now that he is here, I will treat him to a good meal and drink... This can also be regarded as untying the knot of these years."

"Your hearts will be at ease."

"You go and rest first, and I will think about how to entertain the young master."

Chang Baishu stood up and left.

Mr. Zhou Dashan drank two more cups of tea without any clouds on his face.

Because, with those few young men, even if there was a half-step grandmaster among them, it was impossible to kill him.

He won't die.

But they must die!

Putting down the tea cup, he headed towards the more heavily guarded south courtyard.

That place lived that nobleman from Kyoto.

He already knew that the great master Yan Ji was coming to the south.

As long as this great master doesn't take action, everything will be fine tomorrow!

But,

But the nobleman is not in the south courtyard.
To be continued...