Luo Xiaoxing shook his head. He couldn't imagine what it was like when someone was as ruthless as a sword.
Wang Yi sighed, looked at him and said leisurely: "After Jin Wuming faked his death, he got drunk in Yingyue Tower under the pseudonym Ajue... and later he was reduced to washing the feet of girls and pouring night fragrance."
"Later, when I was about to starve to death by the lake, I was picked up by the shopkeeper and brought back to the inn. I poured night incense and chopped firewood here for ten years without a day's rest..."
"Does that mean that people are more ruthless than swords? If not, I really can't think of anyone else in this world who can be as ruthless to me as he is."
After clapping his hands, Wang Yi held the hatchet in his hand and shook it.
Said: "I only stayed here for a few months before I couldn't bear it, but he stayed here for ten full years. If it weren't for the big shopkeeper, he would still be Ajue in the inn."
When Luo Xiaoxing heard this, he nodded slightly and replied: "It is true that a person is more ruthless than a sword. I definitely can't do it."
Wang Yi chuckled: "If you could do it, you wouldn't be Luo Xiaoxing from Qifeng Villa. You would be a more powerful swordsman than Jian Shisan."
Unexpectedly, Luo Xiaoxing said something that made Wang Yi laugh uncontrollably.
Unwilling to accept it, Luo Xiaoxing touched his broken arm and sighed.
He said bitterly: "I will always avenge this broken arm. I thought that my women were already incredible beings, but I didn't expect Jin Wuming's women to be even more ruthless."
Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "Think about it, the women Jin Wuming met are more ruthless than the last."
I thought Baili Ruyan was a cruel woman, but compared with Murong Shuyu and Meng Xiaodie, that was nothing.
The days passed.
Qingyu and Gao Yue'er, who had stayed in the snow-capped mountains for some time, also returned to No. 47 and started selling wine to make money.
Qin Xiangyu found the two of them and told them the story of Luo Xiaoxing and Baili Ruyan. Qingyu immediately shook her head: "I can only ask my senior about this, or wait until my husband comes down from the snow mountain."
Gao Yue'er shook her head, looked at Qingyu and said, "Don't make your own claims and cause trouble for me, sir."
Qin Xiangyu smiled: "Don't be afraid. When the time comes, I will tell him that this can make money and help others. How can he have the nerve to refuse me?"
When Amu heard the drama between three women in Hongchen Inn, she couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.
I thought to myself that you are indeed an idiot. No matter how much money you make in this world, what's the use?
Xiao Yue'er will definitely follow the old man and Xiao Bao in the end, and may leave this world before you, the mother-in-law. Who will you leave this Hongchen Inn to?
Leave it to Shopkeeper Wang?
It's just that shopkeeper Wang seems to be inferior to Qin Xiangyu in cultivation, and he will definitely die in front of Qin Xiangyu.
And he didn't want to expose this kind of thing.
Because Qin Xiangyu was an idiot from the beginning to the end. Even if he said it dozens of times, this woman would not have a long memory.
Every day, I will still be happy to earn a few more coins, but how can I remember the principles of practice in the past?
At this moment, Wang Yi came out from behind.
He looked at Amu and said with a smile: "I heard from Xiaoqian that the female shopkeeper who was idle is back. I'm going to buy a pot of wine and treat you to a drink tonight."
Amu was stunned, looked at him and laughed: "Why, are you going to quit?"
Wang Yi sighed and said with a wry smile: "I have already done everything I need to do. How can I not be on top of the snow-capped mountains and only then remember that I haven't had a chance to drink a glass of wine?"
Amu laughed when he heard this: "That's true. I've seen it in a few days and it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Waving his hand, Wang walked out of the inn and replied: "I'll drink the wine in the cup today, and I'll be a ghost by the sword tomorrow."
Amu sighed softly when he heard this: "The sword has been sharpened for a few months. I guess your hand won't be so trembling anymore, right?"
In his opinion, if the firewood Ah Jue chopped here for ten years was to cultivate his mind and practice swordsmanship.
Then Wang Yi now regarded himself as a sword, sharpening it silently in the Hongchen Inn for several months.
Ten years later, Wang Yi himself was like an unsheathed sword. Even if his hands were shaking, it was not the most important thing in Amu's eyes.
Because Amu knew that Wang Yi had put down the sword from back then. If he was given a space ring, Wang Yi should have countless swords now.
I have countless swords, I am the sword.
Although Amu would laugh and scold Wang Yi for not understanding what it meant to be a man more ruthless than a sword, he believed that after ten years, Wang Yi had figured out this truth.
Otherwise, he would not just carry a black iron sword that was not really a sword, but an iron bar that looked like a sword embryo to Amu Yao.
In his opinion, Wang Yi at the moment should understand the principle of heavy sword without edge.
My person is just a sword, which can be unsheathed at any time. I am the sword, so why do I need a sword edge?
He even had some impulse to watch Wang Yi and A Jue fight on a full moon night.
However, he knew that he should stay in the inn on a full moon night.
That night, half of the people in the inn were going to the snowy mountains to watch the battle, and Qin Xiangyu was afraid that even Qingyu and Gao Yuer would be dragged along to join in the fun.
Not to mention Ye Xiaoqian and Xiaoguang, as well as Luo Xiaoguang and his wife.
Once upon a time, he turned into Qin Xiangyu's housekeeper.
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Wang Yi thought that he was about to set foot on the snow-capped mountains, so he bought a jar of aged sorghum wine that day. He wanted to have a drink with Amu, Ye Xiaoqian, and Luo Xiaoxing.
Putting aside whether he could come back alive from the snow-capped mountains, at least he couldn't wrong himself while he was alive.
These days made him want to understand one thing, as long as he could come back alive from the snowy mountains this time.
He married Ye Xiaoqian, which was something he owed to the night owl.
Just as he paid the money, walked out of the shop with a bottle of wine in his arms, and walked all the way to Hongchen Inn, a woman suddenly came towards him from the opposite side.
Why do you say that?
Because at this time, it was just after noon, it was the hottest season, and there was not even a dog on the street.
Except for Wang Yi, who was buying wine, and the woman in black dress in front of him.
This is a woman around twenty years old, with a cold face and a sword hanging on her waist, as if she is telling Wang Yi that I am a female swordsman, don't mess with me.
Just as Wang Yi was thinking about how murderous this woman was, the woman said, "Well, Wang Yi, you actually hid in this Hongchen Inn and became a waiter."
Wang Yi looked coldly at the oncoming woman in black skirt.
He didn't look at the woman's beautiful face, but looked at the unsheathed sword at her waist.
Just like Luo Xiaoxing's previous scabbard, the woman in front of him not only had a valuable scabbard, but also a good sword.
Lai You gave him the impression that he was a professional killer, and only a killer's eyes could be so cold and ruthless, as if a look in his eyes could kill someone.
"Do I know you?"
Wang Yi asked lightly, then pointed to the sword on the woman's waist and said, "What a good sword."
The visitor sneered: "Bring your sword, let me see your sword!"
Wang Yi smiled faintly and said: "Everyone in the world knows that my sword is at the bottom of the lake at Lantian Villa. If you like, you can go and fish it out. I believe that the people at Lantian Villa will not stop you."
At this moment, Wang Yi was a little angry, very angry.
He was angry because Jin Wuming had obviously killed the chief boss of the Longhu Gang, and Chang'an was supposed to be quiet for a few years, but he didn't expect Murong Shuyu to build another Yeyu Tower.
And if the woman in front of him didn't come from somewhere else, she would naturally be the killer of Ye Yulou.
He couldn't understand that he was already hiding far away, and that the Mid-Autumn Festival would be in two days, and it would be the day of his decisive battle with Jin Wuming.
At this time, a killer comes to cause trouble for him. What on earth is that crazy woman thinking?
The woman in a black dress seemed to have expected what Wang Yi would say, and said coldly: "You have good eyesight. I will not go and retrieve the sword you threw away."
"What's your surname? Who is your boss?" Wang Yi asked.
The woman in black skirt replied coldly: "I am Jin Yanzi, I am who I am, and there is no boss behind me."
"Your surname is Jin?"
Wang Yi was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out: "You are from Lantian Villa. When did Jin Wuming get a sister? Could it be that Lantian Villa has also started to train killers?"
Wang Yi sighed: "If you are not a murderer in broad daylight, why did you block my way? If you are not a killer, why are you dressed like this? If you are not a killer, why do you care about my sword?"
Hearing this, Jin Yanzi couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised: "Everyone in the world says your swordsmanship is amazing, but I didn't expect your mouth to be so powerful."
Wang Yi thought for a while and had to ask: "What do you want to do?"
Jin Yanzi patted the scabbard on his waist and said, "I want to fight you. Come on, while there is no one around."
After saying this, Jin Yanzi took two steps back and took a stance to fight Wang Yi.
The expression on Wang Yi's face changed again and again. He looked at her and yelled coldly: "Who ordered you to come? Don't you know that I am about to have a decisive battle with Jin Wuming?"
If you come to him to compete with him at this time, you are either stupid or bad, or there is someone behind the scenes who wants to mess with Wang Yi's state of mind.
In his opinion, that crazy bitch Murong Shuyu would never dare to do this, and Jin Wuming from Lantian Villa would be even less likely to do so. In this case, could this guy come from another sect?
Shaking her head, Jin Yanzi looked at him and replied coldly: "You don't need to find out my details. I just want to fight before you duel with Jin Wuming."
"Why?" Wang Yi frowned.
"I'm afraid that you will die under Jin Wuming's sword. I'm afraid of you until death. I haven't seen your sword skills yet. This isn't too much to ask. Come on, let me see your sword."
"Wang!" sounded, and the sword in Jin Yanzi's hand was unsheathed, pointing at Wang Yi, who was less than three feet away from the knife.
A cold light shone directly at Wang Yi, whose face was getting colder and colder. At this time, Wang Yi also became angry.
Holding a jar of wine, Wang Yi cursed angrily: "Are you an idiot? You didn't see me holding a jar of wine in my arms. How can I fight you without a sword in my hand? Tell me, who bribed you and let you Come and cause trouble for me.”
Jin Yanzi shook his head, unmoved.
Her sword has been unsheathed, and she will never take it back without a fight. This is not her temperament.
Amu in the inn couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him.
At this time, whoever came to trouble Wu Yi didn't need to think about it. There must be someone behind it to mess up Wu Yi's mood.
Or he wanted to blame Jin Wuming of Lantian Villa. In his opinion, the owner behind Jin Yanzi was definitely not simple.
Being able to come up with such a plan to kill two birds with one stone at this time, he sighed and planned to go out to bring Wang Yi back.
At this time, it is absolutely impossible to get angry, let alone use the sword.
Amu smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that the two tricks from the desert that had been used before were actually used again today, and it was still a woman.
It seems that this method of blocking the street is very effective.
The moment Amula opened the door and walked out of the inn, about to call out to Wang Yi... a white shadow flew out of No. 47 Wine Shop.
Like a flying bird, like a fallen leaf in the wind, it stopped in front of Wang Yi in just an instant.
Seeing a strange smile appear on Amu's face, who cares about Wang Yi at the moment.
Naturally, it was the quirky little witch in front of me who also enjoyed the excitement and was not afraid of big troubles.
How could Ye Xiaoqian, who had been waiting for Wang Yi for ten years and looking for Wang Yi for ten years, let a crazy woman come to trouble Wang Yi?
How could it be possible for a strange woman to have an idea for her man?
