In Liyang, there are always some martial arts heroes who are beheaded where they are beheaded.

People in the martial arts world, regardless of their martial arts skills, have already been brave enough for the Iron Cavalry of the Northern Liang Dynasty.

I never thought that in this Beimang territory, Longyaozhou was a different scene.

In the yard, the men clearly knew that there were more than a hundred elite light cavalry outside the inn, surrounded him, but they were not afraid at all, and they had no intention of avoiding his sharp edge.

One of the strong men stood up with a knife.

After him, everyone behind him rose up one after another, and there was a tendency to rise up and rebel in gangs.

Draw a knife, draw a sword, lift an axe...

Eighteen weapons are all in one place.

When the two sides met, they had not spoken politely, and more than twenty people were killed from the inn.

Those six or seven horsemen remain unrest in the face of danger.

Two of the horses, protecting the rich master who was wearing furious horses, and the rest of the war horses retreated one after another.

Bend the bow and shoot the arrow!

A wave of flying arrows was accurate and nailed into several people's foreheads.

The arrow was still trembling slightly.

Since the blood was seen, not only did it fail to make everyone afraid, but it aroused the bloodiness of those men...

No one retreated, but instead became more and more fearless.

The two riders pulled up the reins, and the war horse suddenly raised its hooves and stomped down heavily.

Two men who were close to each other were instantly stomped through their chests and blood splattered on the spot.

But a knight was caught in the gap by a man from the martial arts world, and he rushed in and stabbed him into his armpit with a knife.

The man in the martial arts world came out of his hand and rushed towards the man who was on the black horse.

The two axes that were flying rapidly were despised by the young master, but he raised his fingers slightly and easily pushed them away.

Another horse was even more tragic. The front legs of the war horse were cut off, and he was also cut to death by random knives, like a hedgehog.

When the war horse fell to the ground, its head was also cut off with a sword.

This bloody battle happened suddenly and was inexplicably inexplicable.

But the real bloody scene is still behind.

The aristocratic family sitting high on the back of a black horse was as motionless as a mountain, with iron spears in their hands, and bits of them were like rainstorms.

Every time you draw, you will bring out a bloody fountain.

After the cavalry behind him shot hard and harvested five or six lives in the Jianghu Lake, they looked expressionless, pulled out the Beimang sword, rode their horses forward, and strangled them to fight with the Jianghu Lake.

On the second and third floors of the inn, more than fifty people rushed out one after another to participate in the chaos.

The black horse fought and retreated. The young master was definitely not an embroidered pillow, but it seemed that he was already full of murder.

He looked idle and comfortable and left the yard.

A powerful man in the world who was so angry that he was not afraid of having a feather arrow in his body, ran out of the yard with a roar, raised his hand and wanted to cut off the iron hoof of the black horse.

As a result, the white-robed young man stabbed the back of his neck with a spear.

Poke it down hard and press it to death on the mud.

This aristocratic family had a elegant face. At this moment, they twisted the iron spear with a grim smile and turned the body over.

The iron spear in his hand still did not let go of the corpse, and he smashed the man's face.

This person is cruel and has even more harsh hands!

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xu Qianqiu took away the flying knife, shrank into his sleeve, and disappeared.

After getting up, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, the person who came was the shop owner's wife.

The "female hero" was holding a roast lamb leg and some snacks.

She smiled apologetically and said, "I'm upsetting my son. In other rooms, the guests are all old acquaintances, or some butchers who have been killed by thousands of swords."

I am the boss lady and have no shame in finding a place to watch the show.

Now, I can only lick my face and come to you, Mr.

This lamb leg is given to the young master.

How about letting me stand at the window?”

Knowing that she was malicious, she came here to keep an eye on her, but Xu Qianqiu didn't even point out, nodded and smiled:

"You are kind to the boss, you can do whatever you want, no need to care."

As for the lamb leg, Xu Qianqiu did not touch it.

On the lamb leg, the most high-quality scented in the inn was used.

This man only glanced at him.

Upon hearing this and seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the female hero's eyes.

After putting down the plate, I picked up the food, walked to the window, ate melon seeds, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, and I looked at the chaos below.

After a while, Xu Qianqiu didn't say anything, so she took the initiative to find fault and said:

"Young Master doesn't know anything. The Duck Head Green Inn has been doing business for more than 20 years.

In this desert, people come and go, fighting and killing, is naturally inevitable.

However, duckhead green never cares about these disputes.

The visitor is a guest, as long as you give enough money, you can stay there.

Eat, drink, and prostitute.

As for whether you can leave alive by your enemies, or if you fight privately in the inn, whether you can leave alive depends on your destiny.

Duckhead Green Inn has coffins all year round.

At that time, Dake will wait for someone to collect the body.

If there is really no relative, Duckhead Green will help him to bury him and die in the desert, and become a lonely ghost.

Like today, the fight between soldiers and bandits is not the first time.

Some years ago, there were even more violent things.

The inn was not like the courtyard house now.

That time, the inn was destroyed very thoroughly. It happened that my man, a little bit angry at the scholar, made him look like he is now.

Young Master, don’t worry, our Beimang land has its own considerations, and there are no more trouble than watching.

Of course, this is also called being poor or being horizontal.

Strong and arrogant!

This is the old rule on the Tao.

Only those demons dare not care about this rule.

Most of the rest must follow one or two.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu smiled but said nothing, never caring about her, and still said nothing.

The boss's wife was eating melon seeds very fast. She leaned against the window bar, turned her head, and still talked to herself, laughing:

"If these rules are not taken seriously, they will become devils.

In Beimang, everyone wants to be a devil.

However, not everyone can be a devil.

For example, the man in my family is clamoring all day long, if I dare to make a fuss, he will become a devil."

Inn owner, Xie Ling?

Xu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, but still ignored her.

The woman rolled her eyes and was speechless.

But, as the proprietress, she seemed to have not spoken for a minute, and she felt uncomfortable.

So, like a bamboo tube pouring beans, he continued to talk to himself, saying:

"Wuqie's horse was right away, and the person sitting there was Murong Jiangshen, who was Murong Zhangtai's cousin.

He is considered half a royal relative, and in Longyaozhou, he is also considered a first-class young master.

Cheng Mu, who left the city, died in Qingming for no reason.

Look, the wife and daughter of the family rushed over.
To be continued...