In the city of Miaozhou, when he came back from hearing the news, Da Lang told the two elders all the information he knew.

"This guy really doesn't stop. Nangong smiled helplessly: "Wherever you go, you will cause trouble." ”

Cai Wei also nodded in agreement, and when she followed the ghost cry into Shu, she had already noticed that the ghost cry seemed to be very good at attracting trouble. Many times, even if he doesn't look for trouble, trouble will take the initiative to find him, and he is simply a natural mobile disaster.

But now one of the most critical problems has arisen, Ghost Cry, he is not in the state city.

"Wait. Nangong said: "Wait for him to come back first." ”

However, they didn't wait for the ghost to cry, but they waited for another person.

Three o'clock in the afternoon is a good time to cut off the head, and it is also the time for the rich to eat.

In the halls of the inn, several drunks were crying, and a group of merchants were silent, as if waiting for something.

The singing husband and wife went around and around, struggling to earn a few copper plates, looking depressed. With this little money, it looks like I'm going to be hungry again today.

As a result, the babbling erhu became more and more frustrating, and the whole hall was immersed in an inexplicable atmosphere.

Nangong, Caiwei, and Da Lang stayed in the corner, but even in the corner, they were so eye-catching.

Nangong and Caiwei's beauty brought a little trouble. After Da Lang broke a few hands, several officials came in a hurry, and when they saw Da Lang, they left in a hurry, so the trouble disappeared.

Therefore, although they are eye-catching, those who have a heart only dare to look at them from the corner of their eyes, and do not dare to approach. Even when passing by them, they were cautious for fear of offending.

And in such a strange atmosphere, the thick curtain was opened, and with the cold wind pouring in, a group of strangers poured in, attracting everyone's attention.

They are richly dressed, tall and strong, and equipped with weapons, which is not easy to mess with at first glance.

Immediately afterwards, the appearance of an old man with a white beard attracted countless eyes, because although this old man was old, he walked steadily, and his gestures were not dragged in the mud and water, and he looked like he had his own style.

Just when people thought that he was the master of this group of strong men in brocade clothes, he walked to the door, bowed his eyebrows, and behaved like he was a servant.

Later, two more people came in, dragging a circle of carpets all the way in.

What's going on?

Immediately after, the people knew what was going on, and the real owner of the group came in.

A long red dress with flowers and birds embroidered on it, which is more gorgeous than a wedding dress. Under the transparent sleeves, this pair of lotus root-like jade arms. The skirt trembled, and the bare feet on the carpet loomed. Looking up, her long hair was coiled high, revealing a snow-white gooseneck, and the silver-rimmed agate pendant swayed slightly with her steps, colliding with each other, clanging, and the crisp sound was intoxicating.

Obviously, it was a woman, a woman who amazed everyone. At this time, there are only eight words left in people's minds - graceful and luxurious, glamorous and beautiful.

When Nangong and Caiwei came here, they also caused a lot of surprise as soon as they came in, but the shock was not so big.

It's not that they are not beautiful enough, it's not that they are not as good as their temperament, but the foreshadowing is not enough, the clothes are really low-key, not dazzling enough, and there is a junior around them, how can the momentum compare to this woman.

The woman stepped on the carpet and walked straight towards Nangong Caiwei's table.

It's just that before she could get closer, a person blocked the way.

It's Da Lang, he kills according to the handle of the knife, as if he has a tendency to use the knife if he doesn't agree.

The woman stopped, as did the two stout servants who were laying out the carpet. However, the old man, who had been following the woman in red, did not stop, he crossed the woman in red, jumped past the two servants, and his calm face became hideous.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that in this line of three, Da Lang was the tallest, but his status was the lowest.

It is not his killer enemy, and it does not prevent him from venting his anger first.

The soft sword on his waist was unsheathed, and it was stretched straight with a slight shock. Da Lang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately drew his sword to meet him.

In an instant, the two sides that were three steps away collided in an instant.

"Dang" screamed in the halls on both sides, and the ears of the people at the few tables close to each other couldn't help buzzing, and they felt uncomfortable.

The silver-white soft sword was thrown into the sky, and the old man retreated in a hurry, his expression was full of incredulity, and a scarlet crack was suddenly opened on his cheek, and then blood burst out. At the same time, the sleeves of the old man's shirt were also torn and stained with red. Not only did he suffer a wound to his face, but also to his wrist.

"Fool!" the woman in red spat out two words with a smile, suddenly floated up, reached out to catch the soft sword, turned around and wrapped the sword around the old man's neck, and in his stunned gaze, her head was removed.

The woman in red moved in mid-air, over the heads of the two servants, and then stabbed the big man with a sword.

Da Lang was not afraid and raised his sword to meet him. However, just before the sword collided, the software suddenly bent and writhed like a poisonous snake, bypassing the narrow blade, and the tip of the sword bit Da Lang's eyeball.

Such a sharp and ruthless swordsmanship caught Da Lang off guard.

At this moment, a hand on the left side grabbed Da Lang's shoulder, and a sword poked out on the right side, just intercepting the soft sword like a poisonous snake.

The lazy smile on the face of the woman in red disappeared, and she threw down the soft sword in her hand like an electric shock.

Then, the soft sword shattered. The shards swept around like arrows.

Suddenly, tables, stools, pillars, walls, floors, and so on were destroyed.

One guest even felt that the chopsticks in his hand were missing a little while there was a flower in front of him, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly threw down the chopsticks.

In front of him, the wine glass suddenly exploded, and the wine in the cup was blown into a hazy mist, spraying the guest in the face. Fortunately, the splinters only hit his clothes and did not hurt him.

All of a sudden, people couldn't sit still, especially the guests at the surrounding tables, holding their heads and screaming and screaming away from here.

The sword is naturally Cai Wei's sword, and the hand that pulls away Da Lang is Nangong's hand.

Da Lang was dragged aside, Nangong took half a step forward, grabbed the naked little feet of the woman in red, and then the cold spread up.

The woman in red was soft, and with a sigh, she fell, fell into Nangong's arms, and was hugged by Nangong, her face was flushed, her face was charming, and she was more and more beautiful.

Nangong was stunned, the state of the beauty in her arms was obviously wrong, her red eyes bloomed like roses, and what she couldn't hide was that spring love.

She hugged her neck tightly, leaned her head obediently against her slender neck, sniffed in her collarbone, and then, with a look of intoxication, rubbed?

Nangong stiffened, she looked at her red and gorgeous lips, and saw the corners of the woman in red's lips turned up, which was proud.

This woman in red was not restrained by her at all, and the reason why she was caught by Nangong was completely deliberate.

The woman in red is naturally a red fairy, and as soon as she came in, she was already attracted by Nangong. The smell on Nangong's body attracted her like catnip attracted her.

She buried her head in Nangong's arms, greedily sucking Nangong's scent, and she was already so excited that she couldn't do it.

Nangong froze in place at a loss, and the sword that Cai Wei was about to stab in his hand fell down, and his lips couldn't help but open wide.

Boom!

Behind him, the old man's head landed on the table with a look of disbelief, the plate shook slightly, and a few drops of vegetable juice splashed out.