Chapter 52 Xiao Yao, the Patriarch of the Xiao Clan (6)
The moment the old man left the tavern, Xiao Yan and others opened the door and stepped into the tavern, but Xiao Yan found that the fluctuations in his blood had quietly passed away.
Xiao Yan was stunned, thinking that a certain tribesman was leaving in a hurry, and without thinking about it, he looked at the tavern in front of him.
In the tavern, the lights were dim, and there were a lot of guests, gathered around a table, with overlapping dishes, and tables full of hot food. Seeing Xiao Yan and others coming in, some people occasionally raised their heads and glanced slightly, but did not pay much attention and hurriedly immersed themselves in the tavern.
The wine is full of wine, and the waitress in scantily clad clothes shuttles among the people like a butterfly, leaving the place full of people singing. Indulgence and dissipation are always the constant theme of the tavern.
Squinting his eyes, Xiao Yan looked around the tavern, and his eyes finally landed on the corner where Yi Baocheng was sitting. The waiter was clearing away a table of empty wine bottles.
For a moment, Xiao Yan looked away. He didn't look like an old man as described by the young mercenary guild woman. While he was confused, the tavern clerk came up and greeted him: "Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel or have a meal?"
"Eat first." Xiao Yan replied lightly, walked straight to the corner and sat down.
"It seems that this is the first time for these gentlemen to come to the shop. The shop's signature dishes include braised lion's head, eight-treasure jasper soup, volcanic roe deer meat... I wonder what you would like to order?" the waiter Yin Qing introduced.
"Just order some." Xiao Yan smiled slightly. He didn't expect that the small tavern had such elegant dishes. "Man, I want to ask you about someone. Do you know Yi Bocheng?"
The waiter nodded: "I know, I know, he is the old man who spends all day in the wine jar. He is a regular customer here. If you want to find him, just come to our pub. He will come and drink for several hours every day."
.Unfortunately, he went back early today, and no one knows his whereabouts after leaving the tavern. Why don't you just stay here, he will definitely come back tomorrow."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan felt a little disappointed. Although he knew that the waiter wanted to do their business, he had no other choice for a while. After discussing with everyone, he had no choice but to stay in the tavern.
It was already getting late. Although he knew Yi Bocheng's whereabouts, Xiao Yan felt a little disappointed when he recalled his travels these days. He grabbed a bottle of wine, climbed to the roof, and stared at the sunset.
............
Xiao Yao walked out of the town not far away, and three people walked towards him. They were tall and had evil eyes.
Xiao Yao's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he recognized the three people opposite him. They were the ones with whom he had a problem. The leader of the Zhan Ming Mercenary Group, Ming Tian, and the two deputy leaders were both four-star late-stage Dou Emperors.
The three of them also recognized Xiao Yao, and immediately surrounded him. They all drew their weapons, their eyes showing fierceness, but they did not take action immediately, as if they were afraid.
"Old man Yi, we are really enemies of each other. I met you here again, how did I end up like this? Haha." Mingtian made a sarcastic comment, and the two people on both sides laughed in unison, very arrogantly.
Xiao Yao didn't say anything, and secretly complained in his heart. He didn't expect to meet his enemy here, and this time it would be a disaster.
"Back then, you led your men to snatch my five-star magic beast and injured many of my brothers in the Ming mercenary group. Now the sky is wise and you have fallen into my hands." Ming Tian said viciously.
"Ming Tian, don't be so mean. It was clearly your Zhan Ming mercenary group who attacked us back then to steal the trophies we hunted, but now you are biting us in turn. Can your Zhan Ming mercenary group be any more despicable?"
Yaofeng was furious. The other party distorted the facts and slandered the reputation of his mercenary group. Even though the mercenary group was disbanded, the honor still existed and could not be desecrated.
"Hehe, those who oppose us will not end well anyway." Mingtian did not deny the fact, but sneered, "Old man Yi, you seem to be unsteady now, brothers, what a God-given opportunity, hahaha."
Hearing this, Xiao Yao was shocked. His declining strength was still exposed. It seems that his old life will be lost here today.
"Escape?" Xiao Yao shook his head. Not to mention whether he could escape from the siege of three four-star late-stage Dou Emperors, just because the Zhan Ming mercenary group insulted his own mercenary group, he had to fight, even if he died.
, but also to fight to the death.
You can lose your image, but you can't lose your integrity. Xiao Yao didn't talk nonsense, and slowly pulled out the spear from the ring. His rickety figure seemed to grow taller all of a sudden. Men who fight for honor are always the most handsome. The sunset is on Xiao Yao
A little golden light is cast on the body...
The situation was unfavorable, Xiao Yao attacked first, the trembling spear tip whizzed away, piercing Ming Tian's chest, the light brought by the spear tip flickered with little brilliance.
Ming Tian was laughing wildly, holding the wind wheel battle ax, instead of retreating, he advanced, blocked with the ax horizontally, and fought against Xiao Yao's spear.
There was a crisp metal sound, and the huge momentum shook Xiao Yao's body back. Ming Tian took a step forward, and the wind wheel battle ax in his hand lit up with a light blade, and chopped off his head.
The two deputy captains of the Zhan Ming Mercenary Group took advantage of Xiao Yao's unstable body and rushed forward. Their war hammers were bright and their golden knives swept across, casting a shadow of death on Xiao Yao's head.
Xiao Yao's face changed drastically. The decline in strength made him feel powerless against the three four-star late-stage Fighting Emperors. Moreover, at this time, Xiao Yao discovered a more fatal problem. Drops of cold sweat seeped out crazily on his face.