Li Luo was in a daze, and for a long time he replied with a low voice: "What the senior said may have some truth, but Li Luo may not be able to do it. ?????? " From what my senior said, have you ever met Mr. Wuque?"
The middle-aged man looked at the mist outside the house and said loudly: "I went to Lingnan with my delegation and met him once. I was very impressed."
Li Luo turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "There is one thing that senior said, please forgive me for being brave and inconvenient to agree with it."
"Oh, what is it?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Luo with a smile.
"Except for Li Luo, there are definitely no young talents in Da Gan who can rival Song Wuque."
Seeing Li Luo's calm words, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Is Young Master Shen one of them?"
Li Luo shook his head and said softly: "I have never thought about competing with others, but I have seen a person whose white clothes are better than snow, and whose appearance is better than enchanting. Although we have no close friendship, I feel like this junior, he shouldn't be here Under Song Wuque."
The middle-aged man was stunned and glanced at Li Luo for a few times. Li Luo's expression was indifferent, and he could not tell the truth in his eyes. The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "There are talents in every generation, and heroes in troubled times. From now on, the world will be like this." It belongs to you young people."
Li Luo bowed and said, "Thank you, senior, for your advice. It's just that the world belongs to everyone."
The middle-aged man was speechless. He looked at Li Luo, shook his head and smiled bitterly, then said, "Do we still want to investigate?"
Li Luo Zhanyan said: "The heavy rain outside the house covered the sky. Even if there was a mystery, it was all covered by the rain. The inn has been operating for many years. If you have a few days, you might be able to find clues. But in this situation, it is very difficult to find out. It’s hard to find, and finding it might not be a good thing.”
The middle-aged man looked at Li Luo in surprise and sighed: "Mr. Shen's thoughts coincide with mine. I'm afraid when I was Mr. Shen's age..."
Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened. The expressions of the middle-aged man and Li Luo changed, and they shouted in unison: "Candlelight." Before the word "fire" came to the ground, the two of them had drifted into the inn. The inn was dark, and the candlelight on the wall was unknown. Why were all extinguished, and there was a moment of silence in the inn. The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rose, mixed with the sound of swords and screams, which could not stop being heard. The transition from silence to chaos was quite abrupt.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the back hall: "Stop everyone!" It was Yi Xiao.
It was just as if this darkness had broken the last remaining chord in everyone's hearts. Although Yi Xiao shouted to stop, the sound of swords clashing did not stop. The light suddenly disappeared in the inn, and everyone was in trouble for a moment. When distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy, we only know how to protect ourselves with a sword to prevent others from plotting against us.
Just when the room was in panic, several flames suddenly lit up. Everyone was startled, and everyone was stunned. Looking carefully, they saw several wind and fire candles lighting up on the second floor of the inn and downstairs. It was Tang Mengjue and Taishu Gu who were upstairs, but Li Luo and Liuyunzhan were downstairs. Tang Mengjue shouted with force, "Don't move, no intention, no summer, light the lanterns and candles."
Song Wuxin and Song Wuxia flew up and walked around the inn in the blink of an eye. The hall lit up again. Tang Mengjue and others walked down the stairs. Yi Xiao rushed out from the back hall. Seeing the scene in the hall, her heart sank.
Several merchants who had not left were already lying dead on the spot. Two merchants from the Western Regions also died tragically, several others were injured, and two more fell to the ground twitching. Duan Jiang knew the opportunity, and as soon as the candle flame went out, he got under the table. A lucky escape.
The old man surnamed Huang and the monk were both injured, and there was a wound several inches long on the monk's face. The bone was deeply visible, and blood flowed down his face, which was very scary.
Leng Bing's long sword was unsheathed, and there were nearly ten broken hidden weapons embedded on the table. Looking at the path, there seemed to be more people heading towards Tang Tang. Chu Ying'er was nowhere to be found, and Li Yuanxi stood pretty, protecting Tang Tang.
, a pair of beautiful eyes, suddenly cold.
Tang Mengjue caught a glimpse of the hidden weapon in front of Leng Bing, his eyes shrank slightly, his face grew colder, the hand holding Feng Huo Zhu trembled slightly, and then stabilized.
Yi Xiao saw the two people groaning miserably on the ground, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, looked down, glared at the Taoist priest, and said coldly: "What do you mean?"
The Taoist priest laughed and said calmly: "It has nothing to do with Pindao. Pindao didn't take action just now. Huh, it's just your subordinates who didn't care about life and death. They touched things they shouldn't have touched and deserved to be poisoned."
Yi Xiao was furious and his hands were trembling slightly. He was about to take action after being so humiliated. The middle-aged man suddenly raised his voice and said: "Taoist Master, Yi Zunshi, no, Taoist Master, something happened suddenly and may not be intentional. Please give Taoist Master some relief."
Human beings are poisonous, let’s discuss it later.”
"What else are we discussing? Isn't it clear now? It must be that you gangsters are playing a role in this, and you are pretending to be pretentious after hurting someone. Otherwise, why are all of us in the Western Region injured, but you are still not injured at all?" Among all the people in the Western Region,
A young man drew out a long knife and shouted angrily.
Yi Xiao and Tu Bu were startled, and then they remembered that after entering the inn, except for a few unimportant merchants, the remaining people who died tragically were all people from the Western Regions. Even though there was a chaos just now, Da Gan and the others were still unscathed.
On the contrary, many people in the Western Region were killed and injured tragically.
The middle-aged man's expression did not change. He did not even look at the speaker. He looked at the Taoist priest and said slowly: "Taoist priest, please remove the poison from them."
The Taoist priest squinted his eyes and said coldly: "After removing the poison from their bodies, do you want them to come back and kill me again?"
The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cold and he said in a solemn voice: "Taoist Master, remove the poison from their bodies. If they still attack the Taoist Master, I will kill them first." There was no room for refutation in his words, and there was a compelling tone.
The proud words flowed through the inn, and no one dared to doubt it.
If the Taoist priest does not remove the poison from the two of them, the middle-aged man will attack the Taoist priest. However, everyone in the audience is not sure whether he can withstand the middle-aged man's thunderous blow.
The Taoist priest's face changed several times, and he snorted coldly. He walked to the two of them and waved his hand. The wealthy man from the Western Regions who was still twitching on the ground gradually calmed down and his breathing slowed down a little. Yi Xiao was overjoyed and wanted to help the two of them up. The Taoist priest
Yin Ceasi said: "You'd better let them lie down on the ground for a while. The poison hasn't dissipated yet. If Yi Zunshi is poisoned, Pindao doesn't have that many antidotes."
Yi Xiao's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, but in the end he did not dare to help the two of them. Although he did not know what the poison used by the warrior was, he knew that the master who could make the two sword heads lick blood was so shameless that he fell to the ground and screamed.
Poison is anything but ordinary.
The man from the Western Region who just spoke mockedly said: "Hypocritical..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Wuxin. Song Wuxin glanced at the speaker and said coldly: "If a few of us work together, do you think we can still..."