Back in the room, Su Baiyi said helplessly to Nangong Xi'er: "It seems that we have to find other opportunities."
Nangong Xi'er thought for a moment: "I can only sneak away while the two of them are fighting."
Su Baiyi's eyes lit up: "This is a good opportunity. Senior sister, you go to bed first, I will think about it tonight."
Nangong Xi'er nodded, walked to the bed and lay down, while Su Baiyi put two chairs together and lay down. They had already understood all this tacitly. After all, they were on the Golden Wind.
They slept together like this for a month, but the configuration of this room was much worse than that of the Tianzi room on the Jinfeng. After about a stick of incense, Su Baiyi was still thinking about tomorrow.
What caused the fight? Nangong Xi'er, who thought she had fallen asleep long ago, suddenly said something.
"Do you and Aunt Feng sleep like this at night?"
Su Baiyi was so shocked that he immediately stood up and sat up: "Senior sister, don't you talk nonsense?"
"Nonsense?" Nangong Xi'er turned over, "Does that mean we sleep in the same bed?"
"There are two beds in Aunt Feng's room." Su Baiyi said hurriedly.
"There are two beds? Let me guess, are they pushed together?" Nangong Xi'er asked.
"Senior sister, have you ever gone in?" Su Baiyi asked in surprise.
"It's so intense." Nangong Xi'er turned over again and yawned.
"But I didn't even sleep!" Su Baiyi realized that he had been led astray and hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I have been practicing swordsmanship with the Hefeng Sect for the past few days, and senior sister, you know me, I don't need to sleep.
Ah! You know!"
"You know what?" A hoarse voice came from the window.
"Dao Zhang Zhao! Don't come out to scare people again! Go back to your sleep!" Su Baiyi turned his head and saw Zhao Xiaqiu, who still had his eyes closed, standing on the window edge with his legs bent. He walked over angrily and pushed Zhao Xiaqiu away.
He went down. Zhao Xiaqiu opened his hand, held it on the window sill, then turned around and returned to his room.
"Good night." Nangong Xi'er said with a smile.
"Good night, senior sister." Su Baiyi scratched his head.
In the early morning of the next day, as soon as Nangong Xi'er got up from the bed, there was a knock on the door. Su Baiyi got up and opened the door, and found that Zhao Xiaqiu, fully dressed, was already waiting at the door.
"You two, let's get going." Zhao Xiaqiu said with obvious dark circles under her eyes.
Nangong Xi'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Taoist Priest, didn't you sleep well yesterday?"
"I had a dream. Sometimes I found myself sleeping in the haystack downstairs, and sometimes I found myself sleeping on someone else's window sill." Zhao Xiaqiu yawned, "How about having breakfast downstairs?"
"Okay." Su Baiyi was worried about missing the ghosts and ghosts downstairs, so he responded hurriedly.
Zhao Xiaqiu then turned around and led the two of them downstairs. When they were halfway there, Zhao Xiaqiu frowned slightly. The number of gangsters waiting downstairs was obviously smaller, but there were still a lot of them.
It was different from what he imagined. According to past practice, the Ghost Scholar and the Blood Judge could at least kill most of the people for him first, but now more than half of the people are left, but the Ghost Scholar and the Blood Judge have disappeared.
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Seeing the three people going downstairs, the people downstairs clenched the weapons in their hands again. Only the two sleeping people in large cloaks in the corner did not react. But it was these two people that Zhao Xiaqiu looked at.
His intuition told him that these two people were more dangerous than all the people present combined.
Su Baiyi passed Zhao Xiaqiu and walked in front, sat down directly in the middle, and slammed the table: "Waiter!"
No one responded.
"Xiaoer!" Su Baiyi shouted angrily.
"There is no waiter anymore. It's too scary here. The shopkeeper and the waiter packed up their things and ran away last night." A dark-faced man next to him reminded kindly.
Su Baiyi was stunned: "Didn't you eat earlier?"
The black-faced man took out the long knife and pointed it at Su Baiyi: "I think you are provoking us."
"So what?" Su Baiyi stared at him.
"I am the third leader of the Evil Dragon Gang, Li Heishui!" the black-faced man said angrily.
"Why don't the second master and the first master come? Do they look down on me?" Su Baiyi became even more angry.
The black-faced man was speechless when asked, and said angrily: "That's enough for me! Give me a knife!"
"I searched a few steamed buns from the kitchen. Don't be so angry if you didn't eat them earlier." Zhao Xiaqiu stretched out two fingers of his left hand to hold Li Heishui's long knife, and took out a steamed bun with his right hand and handed it to Su Baiyi, "Let's go."
, eat while walking.”
Su Baiyi took the steamed bun stupidly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
The black-faced man's face was swollen red, and he couldn't pull the knife out of Zhao Xiaqiu's hand with all his strength. Finally, Zhao Xiaqiu released his fingers and flicked the long knife into pieces.
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"Let's go... let's go." Su Baiyi came back to his senses, "Hahahaha, when we get out of this door, these people will have no chance along the way."
Zhao Xiaqiu smiled, turned around and walked forward, but kept staring at the two people in the corner with the corner of his eye.
"Daozhang Zhao, your martial arts skills are too high. If these people didn't come together, they probably wouldn't be able to fight you." Su Baiyi said loudly.
Everyone in the field looked at each other for a few times, and finally made up their minds, waving their weapons and swarming forward. Nangong Xi'er protected Su Baiyi and stepped aside, but the others ignored them at all and followed the strategy of catching the thief first.
Attacked Zhao Xiaqiu. Zhao Xiaqiu sighed softly, unsheathed the two remaining swords on his back again, and then swung them fiercely.
The sword energy was like a tide, and all the people who rushed towards him were knocked away.
The two people who were sleeping in the corner suddenly sat up in excitement. Zhao Xiaqiu frowned slightly. At first, he thought the two people were pretending to be asleep, but he didn't realize that they were really asleep.
"I almost fell asleep." The two of them looked at the sword in Zhao Xiaqiu's hand and said happily.
Zhao Xiaqiu quickened his pace, swept around the field with his two swords, and then returned to the original place. He put the two swords back into their sheaths, looked at the two people in the corner, and said in a deep voice: "You two, are you planning to take action?
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Su Baiyi swallowed. Except for those two people, everyone in the field had been knocked to the ground by Zhao Xiaqiu in a few jumps. With such sword skills and speed, it seemed that the strength of this Castlevania sword demon was far away.
He was guessing.
"So I say, letting these bastards disturb the situation will not have the slightest effect." One of them sighed and took off the bamboo hat on his head, "In the end, we still have to rely on the sword of our Qingmingyuan."
Su Baiyi and Nangong Xi'er were both shocked: "It's you."
"We meet again. This time, I'm afraid no sword fairy will come to save you again." The man said with a smile.
Deputy seat of Qingmingyuan of Shanglin Tiangong, Crouching Tiger.