Devil’s Advent

Liang Cheng walked in front, Zheng Fan walked behind. There were many rooms on the second floor, most of which were used for the working rooms of Si Niang's "aunts".

According to the local customs, there are many red-wrapped heads hanging at the door of the room, which is a bit like a barber shop with a hair salon sign on the side of the modern road, but there is not even a hair clipper inside.

Siniang's room is at the back. In fact, Siniang lives in a wing room in the back yard, and she never receives guests. This time, for the sake of hands-on, when choosing a room, I chose the innermost room in the northwest corner of the second floor. .

The room is divided into two, an inner room and an outer room.

When Liang Cheng pushed open the door, Zheng Fan saw the guard sitting there holding his sword in both hands.

The clothes worn by the guards are no different from those who run the caravan, except that the back is very straight and the eyes are half closed;

You must know that his master is in the back room now, and he can continue to be strict with himself, which is enough to show that A Ming's evaluation of him before is definitely not wrong.

When Liang Cheng and Zheng Fan came in, the guard opened his eyes and glanced to this side.

"What is it?"

the guard asked.

"According to the shopkeeper's order, bring some drinks. The wine in our inn is famous in Tiger Head City, so..."

"I don't drink."

The guard directly chose to refuse.

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

So, after the guard directly refused, Liang Cheng pointed to the door of the back room:

"Guest, you misunderstood. This is the wine that our shopkeeper ordered to bring in for her and the distinguished guests, not for you."

The guard froze for a moment when he heard this.

Obviously, he doesn't drink because he doesn't drink, but if the owner inside needs it...

To be honest, for this kind of guard, he, who was trained by the family to become a dead soldier of the family, really didn't understand very well.

On the contrary, the owner of the house seems to be well versed in this way. It was better when he was at home, but when he left the house, he completely lost his restraint. After traveling to several places, sister Yao has been played to death by his owner several times.

Zheng Fan has been following behind Liang Cheng, looking for opportunities. Earlier, from the moment he opened the door, Zheng Fan felt a breath staring at him.

But at this moment, that breath suddenly disappeared.

Obviously, it was the guard who was distracted!

Zheng Fan didn't hesitate any longer. Although he had no experience in this matter, and Liang Cheng hadn't arranged any gestures to make him see the opportunity, he felt that this moment was an opportunity!

"ah!"

Zheng Fan let out a low growl, raised the wine jar in his hand and threw it at the sitting guard!

…………

Although I don’t know how the Ruanrou Township in the mainland of Yan’s country has developed, Siniang is a senior procuress who has opened brothels in various times and places in the comics. , is enough to hook the soul of this seemingly not low-status young master brother.

"How about this one?"

"nice."

"What about this one?"

"It's also pretty."

"What about this one?"

"Beautiful, very beautiful."

Si Niang changed one by one, and the replaced ones were directly hung on the son's neck.

Just then,

Siniang clenched her hands violently, and the stockings that had been hanging around Young Master's neck before became a rope that tightened his neck.

"Amount..."

Siniang spared no effort to restrain her, but Brother Gongzi struggled fiercely.

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

But looking at Si Niang's seemingly powerless posture, Ah Ming frowned slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

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

When he walked behind that son-in-law,

Raise the hairpin in your hand,

"puff!"

The hairpin pierced the back of Young Master's neck.

Brother Young Master twitched, then lost his resistance and passed out.

Feng Siniang let go of her hands, sat on the edge of the bed and gasped for breath, sweat had already soaked her thin clothes today,

"He, he won't die, will he?"

A Ming shook his head, "I have a measure."

"boom!"

There was the sound of wine jars breaking from the outer room.

…………

The wine jar was smashed down by Zheng Fan, and the best result was that the guard would be overturned with a jar.

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

Maybe just now, the guard really let down his vigilance, but his reaction speed is really amazing.

"Buzz!"

The sword in his arms was pulled out in an instant, smashing the wine jar that hit him.

"boom!"

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

The guard did not expect to encounter such a deliberate and insidious attack in this kiln beforehand. Caught off guard, his eyes were stained with incense ash, and he closed them immediately, with a pained look on his face.

Without the slightest hesitation, Liang Cheng stretched his arms downwards, and the two iron vertebrae fell into his palms and were grasped. He leaped forward and stabbed the guard with the iron vertebrae like a tiger descending a mountain.

"Boom!"

However, the strength of this guard is indeed astonishing. After being attacked, even if his eyes cannot see, his spiritual sense is still keen in other aspects.

Lifting up the long sword, Liang Cheng's two iron spines missed the opponent's body at all, but were blocked by the opponent's sword body.

Liang Cheng focused his gaze, pulled his hands down, and let go of his gap, and the iron spine pierced out again.

The guard's long sword also changed according to the trend, cutting across, he thought that 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 Liang Cheng's lower abdomen, but Liang Cheng's double cone also pierced the opponent's shoulder.

The guard was stunned for a moment, the pain and the opponent's desperate momentum made him a little flustered, and he felt that the opponent should be wearing inner armor, because his sword edge encountered very clear resistance after piercing the opponent.

Of course he didn't expect that the one who was attacking him now would often perform chest crushing in the inn on weekdays, and, although he is an ordinary person now, he is a zombie after all!

However, just when Liang Cheng felt that he was ready to intensify the other party's trauma, the guard suddenly released a very weak blue light.

Zheng Fan stood by the side after smashing the wine jar, not because he didn't want to run away after smashing the wine jar according to the previous agreement, but because from when he smashed the wine jar to when Liang Cheng followed up with the assassination, in fact, there were only two or three people. He hadn't had time to run before he could breathe.

Therefore, Zheng Fan saw the light on the guard.

Is this internal force? Fighting? then what?

Although I don't know what it is, but when I think of the strange horse I saw at the door of the inn this morning, at least one thing can be confirmed, that is, this is definitely not an ordinary ancient world.

Liang Cheng, who was fighting this guard, had the deepest experience, because after the blue light on the opponent's body flashed and disappeared, Liang Cheng felt that the opponent's strength suddenly doubled, not only directly using the sword body to give his own iron spine It was completely released, and even raised his foot, kicking himself directly.

"boom!"

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

At this moment, Zheng Fan's heart fell directly to the bottom of the valley. This time, he really caught a big fish, but this big fish seems to be able to eat people.

However, the guard did not choose to kill Zheng Fan after kicking Liang Cheng, but rushed to the back room.

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

"Squeak!"

When the guards rushed to the door of the back room, the door of the back room was opened from the inside.

Ah Ming stood directly at the door, still clutching the jade hairpin in his hand.

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

Even though the guard's eyes could not be opened because of the incense ash, his sword was still sharp.

"careful!"

Zheng Fan could only shout to A Ming in time.

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

A Ming seemed to be dazed, as if he didn't expect that when he opened the door, he was about to attack him, but he was stabbed head-on.

Therefore, Ah Ming didn't have time to escape, at least, from Zheng Fan's point of view.

"puff!"

The guard's sword pierced Ah Ming's abdomen, and the tyrannical force made the tip of the sword pierced Ah Ming's body and was nailed to the door again.

A Ming's body began to tremble slightly, his head was thrown back, and his hair fell loose.

"You guys, who sent it, tell me!"

She was obviously just going out to have a whore with her master, but who knew she was actually attacked in a brothel!

Ah Ming lowered his head slowly, his body was still trembling, but there was a crazy smile on his face.

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

"Hehehe..."

A laugh escaped A Ming's throat.

"Dead man?"

The guards were a little puzzled, these sneak attackers were dead soldiers!

damn it

Why are there so many dead men who are not afraid of death in this brothel!

The one who was stabbed by him before and wanted to attack desperately, and the one in front of him who has been pierced by his sword!

Who the hell, whose family, actually arranged so many such precious dead men to assassinate himself and his master here?

A Ming's laughter annoyed the guard. He held the tip of the sword in his hand and stirred it in A Ming's body.

Yes, A Ming's body trembled even more violently.

Because the guards couldn't open their eyes, they thought it was A Ming who was enduring more severe pain, but Zheng Fan, who was standing beside him, saw it, and saw that the horrifying joy on A Ming's face was getting stronger and stronger. The richer it is!

next moment,

A Ming opened his mouth,

Two fangs slowly appeared,

then,

to the guard's neck,

Bite it down!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"