While Feng Shiniang and Tongban were still chattering in the backyard, Wu Yonglin, who was sitting upright on the table in the front hall, drank by himself, welcomed a new guest.

After seeing the visitor coming in, Mao Zixing ran towards the front door with a big knife in his arms. Zhang Hu was carrying a bag of sharp arrows and leaning against the window to pay attention to every move outside. Once there was any movement, he would never let anyone in.

"It seems you knew I would come?" The visitor pulled off the black scarf and revealed a white goatee, constantly stroking and rubbing.

"Drink? I prepared a jar of rice wine. I can't get drunk no matter how much I drink this kind of wine. I hope I can stop drunk." The wine in Wu Yonglin's hand cannot be regarded as a real wine, but it is better to say it is fermented glutinous rice water. Such a light wine is worse than a horse milk wine, and he can even not get drunk for a thousand cups.

The person who came was Du Qingyuan. At this time, he had a soft sword tied around his waist. As long as he was willing to take action, Du Qingyuan in front of him was very sure to kill him, but when he saw him adjusting the other two good players from his side, he was a little confused. Is there any master hidden around the inn? In order to prevent any accidents, he sat opposite Wu Yonglin and responded to changes with the same change. His best choice at the moment. Before he figured out the real leader of these people, he didn't want to alarm the snake. Moreover, he couldn't seem to be able to kill a monk, even if he was a fake monk.

Du Qingyuan picked up the bowl of wine in front of him, hesitated for a while, and finally drank it all, and after drinking it, he shouted, "It's so good."

"It turns out that he is a little brave Taoist priest."

"Why are you here?"

"Come for the people of the world."

"The master here doesn't welcome you. Where to come from and where to go. If you throw your life here, it's probably not worth it? Are you doing the things in Tubo?"

"Yes."

Du Qingyuan took a deep breath, and he unconsciously put his hand on his waist. Seeing this murderous guy sitting in front of him, there seemed to be a fire in his heart, which made him have to deal with the demons who might cause the same situation in Dali in the future.

With a "hiss", Du Qingyuan's soft sword was already in his hand, and he stabbed Wu Yonglin without hesitation. Wu Yonglin picked up the wine glass to block some Du Qingyuan's sword force, and then he placed the iron knife in his hand. After a clear sound of the sword impact, the two bounced away.

"As soon as you see, you are not a good person like you. You kill people at any time. You are so old that you are not afraid of scoundrelizing your waist."

After Wu Yonglin finished speaking, the soft sword, like a spirit snake, shot towards him again. This time the other party did not give Wu Yonglin any chance to breathe. He seemed to have tried his best to make the other party die under his sword, which made Wu Yonglin feel helpless.

With a "swoosh", two black shadows rushed down the beam of the room. A sword light blocked the soft sword that stabbed Wu Yonglin. Another sword light directly attacked Du Qingyuan's unstable lower plate.

Du Qingyuan had never expected that such two good players would emerge. The man who had just lifted his sword edge seemed to be comparable to him, and the sword edge that captured him was a little immature. If it were time to go, this person would be limitless. Her sword edge actually cut off a corner of his hem.

Mao Zixing retreated to Wu Yonglin's predecessor. At this moment, a team of fully armed Dali soldiers entered the front hall, followed by a Dali official dressed in a civil servant. Wu Yonglin also frowned at such a chaotic situation. He signaled Zhang Hu and Mao Zixing to leave if the signs were wrong, and the hero would not suffer any loss in front of him.

Du Qingyuan paused at first, then lifted the soft sword in his hand and flew into the air. At this time, he was like a flying crane, and kicked the beam and pillar next to him, stabbing Wu Yonglin again like a whirlwind.

Wu Yonglin didn't have much choice for Du Qingyuan who had helped him step by step. He leaned against the man in black who had just helped him. The man in black was not vague. He lifted the fast sword in his hand and stuck it like a ghost.

The moment the two swords collided, Mars flew and a cold light surrounded the body. The soft sword in Du Qingyuan's hand turned into countless sword shadows and attacked the man in black. Just as Du Qingyuan's soft sword was about to stab the man in black, the man in black pulled off the masked black scarf.

"Junior sister, why are you?" Du Qingyuan's body turned to the side and cleverly resolved the fatal blow.

"Why can't I be here?" Du Wenjun's questioning voice seemed to be enough for a young girl, making the hairs of others around her stand up.

"I have to kill this person today, otherwise there will be endless disasters."

"I will try my best to protect the person you want to kill, unless you step over my body."

"Don't be confused"

While Du Wenjun was still resolutely lenient to Du Qingyuan, Duan Suzhen walked over to Wu Yonglin curiously and asked, "What did you do? Is my grandfather going to kill you?"

"I killed some bad guys, and some good guys died because of me."

"Well, let me think about it, I want to consider whether I will continue to help you."

"What if I say that there are actually more bad people than good people?"

"You are so strange. Don't you know the reason for killing someone to pay for your life?"

"So you're going to fight me?"

"If you can escape from my sword, it proves that I can't do anything to you. Then whether you are alive or dead has nothing to do with me."

Mao Zixing slowly leaned over and was about to compete in the competition on behalf of Wu Yonglin. Wu Yonglin pulled him away. Although he was not sure about the perverted swordsman just now, he still had the courage to fight for this fledgling little woman.

Just now, the situation of one against three instantly turned into two against two. After Duan Suzhen tentatively stabbed Wu Yonglin, he wonderedly avoided it. This guy seemed to have some real skills. Duan Suzhen thought of these, and the stabbed sword flowers slowed down. She beat "He Xiangu - to blow the waist and drink the sword" and almost turned her back against Wu Yonglin's blade. Du Qingyuan and Du Wenjun suddenly stopped when they saw this scene.

When Du Qingyuan found that his sword technique was displayed on a woman, he wanted to catch the woman on the spot and question it. Looking at Du Wenjun who seemed to be nothing next to him, Du Qingyuan might have expected the real reason, maybe his sword master had already learned it secretly. As the initiator, Du Qingyuan could only suffer the consequences.

When Du Wenjun saw the iron sword, she was so familiar with it. She even touched the magic weapon for a while. Why did this man have Zhou Tong's treasure sword? Is Zhou Tong already in an accident? And he was also killed by this man? Is the sword that he did not dodge against Du Qingyuan just now?
Chapter completed!