Devil’s Advent

　　 Liang Cheng walked in front, Zheng Fan walked in the back. There were many rooms on the second floor, most of which were used to work for the "aunts" under Siniang.

　　 According to the local custom, there are a lot of red wrapped heads hanging on the door of the room, a bit like a modern barbershop with a hair salon sign on the side of the road, but not even a clipper.

Siniang’s room is in the innermost part. Actually, Siniang lives in the wing room in the back yard. She never picks up guests. This time, in order to do something, when choosing the room, she chose the innermost room in the northwest corner of the second floor. .

　　 The rooms are divided into two, one inner room and one outer room.

　　 When Liang Cheng opened the door, Zheng Fan saw the guard sitting there with his sword in both hands.

　　 The clothes worn by the guards are no different from those of the caravans, except that the back is very straight, with half-closed eyes;

　　 You must know that his master is now in the back room, and he can continue to be strict with himself. It can be seen that A Ming's evaluation of him was absolutely correct.

　　 When Liang Cheng and Zheng Fan came in, the guard opened their eyes and swept their eyes here.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 the guard asked.

　　 "According to the shopkeeper's order, come and bring some drinks. The wine from our inn is notoriously delicious in Tiger Head City, so..."

　　 "I don't drink."

　　 the guard directly chose to refuse.

　　 Liang Cheng has seen big scenes. Even if this kind of devil becomes an ordinary person, his courage is still not comparable to ordinary people.

　　 So, after the guard refused directly, Liang Cheng pointed his finger at the door of the inner room:

　　 "Guest, you have misunderstood. This is the drink that our shopkeeper ordered to be sent in for her and the distinguished guest. It is not for you."

　　 The guard was taken aback when he heard the words.

　　 Obviously, if he doesn’t drink, he doesn’t drink, but if the owner needs it...

　　 To be honest, he really didn't understand this kind of tune with interest.

　　 It seems that the owner of the house knows this well. When he was at home, he was better. After leaving the house, he completely lost his restraint. After traveling a few places, Sister Yao has been played by the owner for several deaths.

　　 Zheng Fan has been following Liang Cheng, always looking for opportunities. Previously, since the moment he opened the door, Zheng Fan felt a breath of staring at him.

　　 But at this moment, the breath suddenly disappeared.

　　 Obviously, it was the guard who was distracted!

　　Zheng Fan no longer hesitated. Although he has no experience with this matter, Liang Cheng hadn't arranged any gestures to let him start by chance, but he felt that this moment was an opportunity!

"what!"

　　 Zheng Fan let out a low growl, holding up the wine jar in his hand and smashing it directly at the sitting guard!

　　……

"looks good?"

　　 "Good-looking, beautiful, so good-looking, this son has never seen such a beautiful thing before, what is it called?"

　　 "This is silk stockings, do you like it?"

　　 "I like it, I love it to death."

　　 "There are many more on the slave side, in different colors, anyway, the night is long, the slave family will show the son one by one, the son chooses the one that he likes the most, let the slave family wear it, and then take care of the son."

　　 Hutou City is just a small border town, adjacent to a desert. Naturally, it is not much better in terms of conditions, and it is reflected in all aspects.

　　 For example, the "aunts" under Siniang's hands are all able to deal with the guests in Hutou City. The service can be said to be quite a locomotive.

　　 can't help it, after all, it's a small place, where there are so many poor people.

Although I don’t know how the Wenrou Township in the mainland of Yan has developed, Si Niang is a veteran bustard who has opened brothels in various times and places in the comic stories. He has a little bit of sentiment and style, and then comes up with modern styles of silk stockings. , It was enough to hook the soul of this seemingly not low-ranking brother brother.

　　 "How about this one?"

"good looking."

　　 "What about this one?"

　　 "It's also pretty."

　　 "What about this one?"

　　 "Beautiful, beautiful."

　　 Siniang changed one by one, and the changed ones were hung directly on the neck of the son. Brother son was fascinated by the smell.

　　 is also at this moment,

　　 Siniang squeezed both hands abruptly, and the stockings that had been hung around the son's neck became the rope that tightened his neck.

　　 "Uh..."

　　 Siniang spared no effort to strangle, but the brother-in-law struggled fiercely.

　　 At this moment, a figure crawled in from the window and saw what was happening in the back room. Instead of nervousness or panic, he found it very interesting.

　　 But looking at Siniang's seemingly inadequate posture, Ah Ming frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

　　 But now is not the time to think, Ah Ming walked to the side of the bed and picked up a hairpin from the dressing table on the way.

　　 When I walked behind the son,

　　 lifted the hairpin in his hand,

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The hairpin pierced the back of the young man's neck.

　　 Young Master's body twitched, and he lost resistance and fainted.

　　Feng Si Niang opened her hands, sitting on the bedside, panting, sweat has soaked her thin clothes today,

　　 "He, he won't die, will he?"

　　 Aming shook his head, "I have a sense of measure."

"boom!"

　　 The sound of cracking wine jars came from the outhouse.

　　……

　　 The wine jar was smashed down by Zheng Fan, and the best result was that a jar directly turned the guard over.

　　 But obviously, things are not going in the best direction.

　　 Maybe just now, this guard did relax his vigilance, but his reaction speed was indeed amazing.

　　 "Om!"

　　 The sword in his arms was pulled out in an instant, and it smashed into his own wine jar.

"boom!"

　　The wine jar shattered, but the incense ash inside still spilled on him.

　　 The guard hadn’t expected that he would encounter a deliberate attack in this kiln. Unprepared, his eyes were stained with incense ashes, and he immediately closed his eyes, revealing a painful look on his face.

　　 Liang Cheng did not hesitate at all, stretched his arms downwards, two iron vertebrae fell into his palms and was held, his figure fluttered forward, holding the iron vertebrae and stabbed the guard like a tiger descending a mountain.

　　 "Bang Dang!"

　　 However, the strength of this guard is indeed amazing. After being attacked, even if his eyes cannot see things, he still has sharp sensitivity in other areas.

　　 The long sword lifted up, and Liang Cheng's two iron vertebrae did not pierce the opponent's body at all, but were blocked by the opponent's sword.

　　 Liang Cheng's eyes condensed, his hands were pulled down, and he directly let go of his gap, Tie Zhui pierced out again.

　　 The guard's long sword also changed with the trend, cutting it horizontally, he thought Liang Cheng would retreat, unless the opponent was also a dead man!

　　 But Liang Cheng did not retreat,

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The front end of the sword cut into Liang Cheng's lower abdomen, but Liang Cheng's double cone also pierced into the opponent's shoulder.

　　 The guard was taken aback. The pain and the opponent's desperate force made him a little flustered, and he felt that the opponent should be wearing inner armor, because his blade received a very clear resistance after piercing the opponent.

　　 Of course, he couldn't think of the one who was doing him right now. On weekdays, he often performs chest crushing boulders in the inn. Moreover, although he is now an ordinary person, he is a zombie after all!

　　 Only when Liang Cheng felt that he was ready to increase the trauma of the other party, the guard suddenly released a very faint blue light.

Zheng Fan stood on the side after smashing the wine jar. It was not that he didn’t want to run after smashing it as previously agreed, but because from the time he smashed the wine jar to Liang Cheng followed the assassination, there were actually only two or three. He didn't have time to run before he could breathe.

　　 So, Zheng Fan saw the light on the guard.

　　 Is this internal force? Grudge? then what?

　　 Although I don't know what this is, I think of the strange mount I saw at the entrance of the inn in the morning. At least one thing is certain, 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 was fleeting, Liang Cheng felt that the opponent's strength suddenly doubled, not just directly using the sword to give his own iron spine. He completely removed it, and even lifted his foot, and kicked himself directly.

"boom!"

　　 Zheng Fan watched as Liang Cheng was kicked out directly by the guard, smashing the door.

　　 At this moment, Zheng Fan's heart fell directly into the bottom. This time, he really caught a big fish, but this big fish seems to be cannibalistic.

　　 However, the guard didn't choose to kill Zheng Fan after kicking Feiliang, but rushed to the back room.

　　 In his eyes, his own master is the most important.

　　 "Squeak!"

　　 As soon as the guard rushed to the door of the back room, the door of the back room was opened from the inside.

　　 Aming stood directly at the door, still holding the hosta in his hand.

　　 The guard immediately uttered a low drink, and the blue light appeared again, but this time it was much weaker than the previous one.

　　 Even if the eyes of the guard cannot be opened because of incense ash, his sword is still sharp.

"Be careful!"

　　 Zheng Fan can only shout to A Ming in time.

　　 There is no way, Zheng Fan is not Duan Yu. Since he smashed the wine jar, things have changed so fast and fast, and he can't directly point to the past "biubiubiu".

　　 Ah Ming seemed stunned, as if he hadn't expected that when he opened the door, he was about to attack him, but he was stabbed in front of him.

　　 Therefore, Ah Ming didn't have time to evade, at least, in Zheng Fan's view, it was like this.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The guard's sword pierced into Ah Ming's abdomen, and the tyrannical force made the sword end pierce Ah Ming's body and then nailed it to the door panel again.

　　 Aming's body began to tremble slightly, his head tilted back, and his hair fell loose.

　　 "You guys, who sent it from, say!"

　　Obviously, it was only to accompany the master to go out to prostitute, who knew that he was attacked in a brothel!

　　 Aming's head slowly lowered, his body was still trembling and trembling, but there was a crazy smile on his face.

　　 This feeling, is it back again, is it back again! !

　　 "Hehehe..."

　　 There was a laugh in Aming's throat.

　　 "Dead man?"

　　 The guards are a little confused, these sneak attackers are dead men!

　　 Damn,

　　 Why are there so many dead men who fear death in this brothel!

　　 The one who was stabbed by himself and still attacked desperately before was the one who had already been pierced by his sword!

　　 Who is it, and whose family is it, arranged so many such precious dead men here to assassinate themselves and their master?

　　 Ah Ming's laughter made the guard very annoyed. He held the sword end in his hand and stirred in Ah Ming's body.

　　 Yes, Ah Ming's body trembling has become more intense.

Because the guard could not open his eyes, he thought it was A Ming who was suffering more severely, but Zheng Fan, who was standing on the side, saw it, and saw that the horrifying joy on A Ming's face was growing. The stronger!

next moment,

　　 Aming opened his mouth,

　　 Two fangs appeared slowly,

　　 then,

　　 facing the guard's neck,

　　 bit down!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"