Liang Cheng walked in front and Zheng Fan walked behind. There were many rooms on the second floor, most of which were used for the work of Siniang's "aunts".
According to local custom, there are many red hair wraps hanging at the door of the room, which is a bit like a modern barber shop with a hair salon sign on the roadside but not even a hair clipper inside.
Siniang’s room is at the back. In fact, Siniang lives in a wing in the yard at the back. She never accepts guests. This time, in order to be hands-on, when choosing a room, she chose the northwest one on the second floor. A room at the innermost corner.
The room is divided into two, an inner room and an outer room.
When Liang Cheng opened the door, Zheng Fan saw the guard sitting there with a sword in both hands.
The clothes worn by the guards are no different from those of those running caravans, except that their backs are very straight and their eyes are half closed;
You must know that his master is in the back room now. Even though he was "overwhelming", he could still continue to be strict with himself, which is enough to show that A Ming's previous evaluation of him was absolutely correct.
When Liang Cheng and Zheng Fan came in, the guard opened his eyes and glanced this way.
"What's the matter?"
The guard asked.
"Follow the shopkeeper's instructions and bring some drinks. The wine in our inn is famously delicious in Hutou City, so..."
" I won’t drink.”
The guard simply refused.
Liang Cheng has seen big scenes. Even if this kind of demon king becomes an ordinary person, his courage is still beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
So, after the guard refused directly, Liang Cheng pointed to the door of the inner room:
"Guest, you misunderstood. This is what our shopkeeper ordered to send in to her and the distinguished guest. The wine we prepared is not for you to drink.”
The guard was stunned when he heard this.
Obviously, he doesn’t want to drink because he doesn’t want to drink, but if the owner inside needs it...
To be honest, for this kind of interesting tune, he has not been interested in it since he was a child. The guards who were raised and trained by the family to be the dead warriors of the family's children really don't understand very well.
But my master seems to be well versed in this. It was better when he was at home. Once he left the house, he completely lost his restraints. After traveling to several places, Sister Yao had already been played to death by his master. Several.
Zheng Fan has been following Liang Cheng, always looking for opportunities. Previously, from the moment he opened the door, Zheng Fan felt a breath staring at him.
But at this moment, the breath suddenly disappeared.
Obviously, the guard was distracted!
Zheng Fan no longer hesitated. Although he had no experience in this matter, and Liang Cheng had not arranged any gestures for him to take action before, he felt that this moment was an opportunity!
“Ah!”
Zheng Fan let out a low roar, raised the wine jar in his hand and threw it directly at the sitting guard!
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"Does it look good?"
"It looks good, looks good, it looks so good. I have never seen such a beautiful thing before. What is it called?"
"These are called stockings, do you like them?"
"I like them, I love them so much."
"There are many more pairs here, in different colors. Anyway, the night is long, I will change them one by one for you to see. You can choose the one you like best and let me wear it and serve you well."
Hutou City is just a small border town, adjacent to the desert. The conditions are naturally not much better, and this lack of improvement is reflected in all aspects.
For example, the group of "aunts" under Siniang are able to handle the guests in Hutou City, and the service can be said to be quite good.
There is nothing we can do. After all, it is a small place, where can so many poor people come from?
Although I don’t know how the Wenwen Township in the mainland of Yan has developed, Si Niang is a senior madam who has opened brothels in various eras and places in comic stories, so she can have some fun and be a little flirty. The addition of modern stocking styles is enough to capture the soul of this seemingly high-status young man.
"How about this one?"
"It looks good."
"What about this one?"
"It also looks good."< /p>
"What about this one?"
"Beautiful, very beautiful."
Six Niang changed them one by one, and hung them directly on the On the young master's neck, the young master was intoxicated by the smell.
At this moment,
Sixiang suddenly clenched her hands, and the silk stockings that had been hung around the young master's neck became a rope to tighten his neck.
"Uh-huh..."
Six Niang tried her best to restrain him, but the young master's struggle was fierce.
At this moment, a figure climbed in from the window and saw what was happening in the back room. Instead of being nervous or panicked, he found it very interesting.
But looking at Siniang’s seemingly powerless posture, A Ming frowned slightly, seeming a little confused.
But now is not the time to think. A Ming walked to the bed and picked up a hairpin from the dressing table on the way.
When he walked behind the young master,
raised the hairpin in his hand,
"Poof!"
The hairpin pierced The position of the back of the young master's neck.
The young master's body twitched, then he lost resistance and fainted.
Feng Siniang let go of her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, gasping for air. Her sweat had soaked her thin clothes today,
“He, he’s not dead, is he? "
A Ming shook his head, "I am sensible."
"Bang!"
There was a sound of the wine jar breaking from the outer room.
…………
The wine jar was smashed by Zheng Fan, the best result,It was a jar that knocked the guard over.
But obviously, things did not develop in the best direction.
Maybe just now, the guard did let down his guard, but his reaction speed was really amazing.
"Buzz!"
The sword in his arms was instantly drawn out, smashing the wine jar that hit him.
"Bang!"
The wine jar shattered, but the ashes inside were still scattered towards him.
The guard had never expected that he would encounter such a deliberate and despicable attack in this kiln. He was caught off guard, his eyes were stained with incense ash, and he immediately closed his eyes, his face Showing pain.
Liang Cheng did not hesitate at all. He stretched his arms downwards, and the two iron vertebrae fell into his palms and was held. He lunged forward, holding the iron vertebrae like a tiger descending the mountain and stabbed at this person. Name guard.
"Bang!"
However, the strength of this guard is truly astonishing. After being attacked, even if his eyes were unable to see, his other senses were still sharp.
Liang Cheng raised his long sword, and Liang Cheng's two iron vertebrae did not hit the opponent's body at all. Instead, they were blocked by the opponent's sword.
Liang Cheng's eyes narrowed, he pulled his hands down, and directly let go of his own gap, and the iron spine thrust out again.
The long sword of the guard also changed and cut across. He thought Liang Cheng would retreat unless the opponent was also a dead soldier!
But Liang Cheng did not retreat,
"Poof!"
The front end of the sword cut into Liang Cheng's lower abdomen, but Liang Cheng's double cones did the same. Pierce the opponent's shoulder.
The guard was stunned for a moment. The pain and the opponent's fighting spirit made him a little panicked. Moreover, he felt that the opponent should be wearing inner armor because his sword edge was damaged after piercing the opponent. Extremely clear resistance.
Of course he didn't expect that the person who was attacking him now would often perform chest-breaking performances in the inn. Moreover, although he was an ordinary person now, he was a zombie after all!
However, just when Liang Cheng felt that he had succeeded and was about to inflict more trauma on the opponent, the guard suddenly released a very weak blue light.
After Zheng Fan smashed the wine jar, he stood on the edge. It was not that he didn’t want to run away after smashing the wine jar as previously agreed, but because from the time he smashed the wine jar to Liang Cheng following up to assassinate him, , in fact, it only took two or three breaths, and he didn't have time to run.
So, Zheng Fan saw the light on the guard.
Is this internal force? Fighting? Or what?
Although I don’t know what this is, but when I think about the strange mount I saw at the door of the inn in the morning, I can at least be sure of one thing, that is, this is definitely not an ordinary ancient world.
Liang Cheng, who was fighting against this guard, had the deepest experience, because after the blue light on the opponent's body flashed away, Liang Cheng felt that the opponent's power suddenly doubled, not only directly using the sword Take your own iron spineAfter being completely removed, he even raised his foot and kicked himself directly.
"Bang!"
Zheng Fan watched helplessly as Liang Cheng was kicked out by the guard, smashing the door panel.
At this moment, Zheng Fan's heart fell straight to the bottom. This time, he really caught a big fish, but this big fish seemed to be able to eat people.
However, the guard did not choose to kill Zheng Fan after kicking Liang Cheng, but rushed to the back room.
In his eyes, his master is the most important.
"Squeak!"
As soon as the guards rushed to the door of the back room, the door of the back room was opened from the inside.
A Ming stood directly at the door, still holding the hosta in his hand.
The guard immediately let out a low shout, and the blue light appeared again, but this time it was much weaker than the previous one.
Even though the guard's eyes were still unable to open due to the ash, his sword was still sharp.
“Be careful!”
Zheng Fan could only have time to shout to A Ming.
There is no way, Zheng Fan is not Duan Yu, things have changed too fast since he smashed the wine jar, and he can't just point his finger at him and say "biubiubiu".
A Ming seemed stunned, as if he did not expect that as soon as he opened the door, he was about to attack him, but he was stabbed in the face.
So, A Ming didn’t have time to escape, at least, that’s how it seemed to Zheng Fan.
"Poof!"
The guard's sword pierced A Ming's abdomen. The strong force caused the sword end to pierce A Ming's body and then nailed to the door panel again.
A Ming's body began to tremble slightly, his head tilted back, and his hair fell down.
"You guys, tell me whose family sent you!"
Obviously he was just accompanying his master to visit a prostitute, but who knew he was actually attacked in the brothel!
A Ming's head slowly lowered, his body was still trembling and trembling, but there was a crazy smile on his face.
Has this feeling come back again, has it come back again! ! !
"Hehehe..."
Laughter burst out from A Ming's throat.
"Dead soldiers?"
The guards were a little confused. These people who attacked were dead soldiers!
Damn it,
Why are there so many people who are not afraid of death in this brothel!
The one who was stabbed by him before was still trying to attack, and the one in front of him who had been pierced by his sword was also the same!
Who is it, and whose family is it, that arranged so many precious dead soldiers to assassinate themselves and their masters here?
A Ming's laughter made the guard very angry. His hand held the end of the sword and stirred it inside A Ming's body.
Yes, A Ming's body was shaking more violently.
The guard couldn’t open his eyes.So I thought it was A Ming who was suffering more severe pain, but Zheng Fan who was standing on the side saw it, and saw that the frightening joy on A Ming's face was getting stronger and stronger!
The next moment,
A Ming opened his mouth,
two fangs appeared slowly,
Then, < /p>
Bite the guard’s neck
!
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”