At the same time.
In the exceptionally chilly Donggui Tavern on Longshou Street.
Two raincoats and straw rain hats, both soaked, were thrown onto the table.
Bai Li Dong Jun crossed his arms, and Si Kong Chang Feng returned to the Donggui Tavern, his long spear in hand.
“Sigh… I was just trying to open a tavern in peace, selling my wine honestly, and I almost lost my life. You tell me, is there any justice in the world?!”
Bai Li Dong Jun complained to Si Kong Chang Feng with a disgruntled expression.
After all, they had just witnessed the battle between the Dark River and the Gu Jian Sect, and had been warned by the heavily injured Su Mu Yu.
Those ghostly twin girls.
The uncanny skill of turning night into day.
Both of them were convinced that they had encountered ghosts.
But Si Kong Chang Feng didn’t pay attention to Bai Li Dong Jun.
His eyes were wide with shock as he stared at the tavern’s upstairs.
A man with luxurious clothes and a celestial face stood on the upper floor.
Si Kong Chang Feng was certain.
This was the most handsome and perfect man he had ever seen in his life, like a heavenly being.
And standing beside him.
Were the two “ghost girls” they had encountered in the backyard of the Gu Manor.
“Shopkeeper!”
Si Kong Chang Feng patted Bai Li Dong Jun’s shoulder.
Bai Li Dong Jun was drinking.
He too had seen Xiao Cheng Xuan and the black and white loli, who were staring at him from the upper floor.
“Pu…,” a mouthful of wine sprayed out.
“No way, the East house catches fire, the West house smokes!”
“What?”
“One wave hasn’t subsided, another one comes!”
Seeing the instant alertness of Bai Li Dong Jun and Si Kong Chang Feng.
Xiao Cheng Xuan merely smiled.
He pointed to the entrance and said:
“This prince is merely here to watch the show and do some business. Those who want to kill you, are them!”
Following Xiao Cheng Xuan’s gaze.
At the entrance of the Donggui Tavern.
Four figures stood tall.
Leading the pack.
Was the butcher with an aura of killing intent. Next was the oil peddler and the little courtesan, engaged in a flirtatious banter.
The last.
Was an old woman with blurry vision, diligently embroidering flower shoes.
“Are you gentlemen here to buy wine? You’re really eager patrons, but today’s wine is all sold out. Come back another day.”
Bai Li Dong Jun sensed danger and tried to close the shop and run away.
“Another day? You young lads won’t have a chance!”
A butcher knife slashed down violently.
Cutting through bone and flesh, creating a bloody bloom.
On the butcher knife.
There was a bloody aura of true energy, aiming for a lethal strike.
“Shopkeeper, find a place to hide!”
Si Kong Chang Feng raised his long spear.
He became like a sharp spear, his figure like lightning.
In a flash, he thrust his spear forward.
A blue light, like lightning, emanated from the spear tip, transforming into a soaring phoenix.
The attack was dazzling and blocked the butcher’s slash.
However, suddenly, as if by illusion, three phantom slashes from the butcher knife struck towards Si Kong Chang Feng.
“I know your name!”
“Living by the law, dying by Yama, Golden Mouth Yama reigns supreme for a thousand years!”
“You are a peak Earthly Realm master, you can’t win. Shopkeeper, run!”
Si Kong Chang Feng managed to block the three phantom slashes.
He gasped for breath, his eyes fixed with worry, as he spoke to those behind him.
For a while…
Silence…
Si Kong Chang Feng raised his head in confusion.
Bai Li Dong Jun had already run to the upper floor.
He was clinging to Xiao Cheng Xuan’s side, shyly waving to Si Kong Chang Feng!
Suddenly:
“Ho ho ho ho, in such a thrilling moment, there always needs to be a hero to save the day. Everyone, the first playboy genius of Tianqi City has arrived. You’re saved!”
“Little brother, just stand back. This Golden Mouth Yama is mine!”
A figure appeared in the tavern, dressed in black, unrestrained and carefree, with a touch of cynicism, yet endearing.
And at the entrance of the tavern, a mournful flute melody arose from an unknown source.
The melody was as sorrowful as crying, as if capable of dispelling the killing intent, making the atmosphere less tense.
In the sky, rose petals drifted down with the wind.
Scattering softly over the long street.
The old woman embroidering flower shoes at the entrance used her needle to pierce a petal, her normally cloudy eyes suddenly radiating a murderous intent.
“Zuo Mo Gongzi, Qing Ge Gongzi, I never imagined that two of the Eight Great Masters would appear in the small Dragon Head Street.”
“Butcher, kill the spear-wielding boy, the oil peddler and the little courtesan. Hurry up and deal with the Donggui Tavern shopkeeper. Even the three watching the show should be killed. No traces of this operation can be left!”
The Needle Granny commanded!
She herself was about to stop the “Elegant Master”, the one who was gracefully descending with his flute and petals!
On the upper floor.
Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai frowned as they heard the old woman ordering the death of their master. They were about to take action.
Xiao Cheng Xuan waved his hand, stopping Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai.
His eyes sharpened.
“Needle picks candle flame, hundred feet no escape. You’re a rather arrogant Needle Granny, aren’t you?”
“Unfortunately, you’ve picked the wrong target. Let you all become the first souls to fall under this prince’s Ninefold Thunder Blade!”
As he spoke, Xiao Cheng Xuan’s mind moved, and a crimson battle blade appeared in his hand.
“Zila!”
Purple electric arcs danced, as if to devour everything!
Xiao Cheng Xuan didn’t move his body.
Yet in an instant, he erupted with an astounding speed.
Faster than the eye could follow, like lightning.
He swung his long blade.
The power of the first strike of the Ninefold Thunder Blade instantly exploded.
The blade light was like thunderbolts, carrying with it the force to destroy everything.
The butcher hadn’t even managed to raise his butcher knife before he was struck by this force.
The Needle Granny just about to move, but only felt a flash of light in front of her eyes before she lost consciousness.
The little courtesan hadn’t even reacted when the blade light, like a shadow, instantly swallowed her.
The oil peddler opened his eyes in horror, but before he could even beg for mercy, he was wiped out by this unstoppable force.
Four bloody rose blossoms bloomed in the air without warning.
The petals were as red as blood, eerie and alluring, each one seeming to carry the breath of death.
As the blood blossomed, four bodies slowly fell.
Their eyes still held a trace of final fear and despair, the light of life extinguished in an instant.
Blood gushed from their necks.
Like winding streams, soaking the Donggui Tavern.