In fact, Feng Qing would not touch other people's things casually unless she was drunk.

After all, she is an engineering student. She has experienced the stage where she was taken into the factory during the internship and was taught while visiting, "This two million, if you damage it, you will pay for it."

But sometimes people's brains don't work well when they drink too much, and the same is true for Feng Qing who is drunk.

She was staggering back and forth, and she didn't know what she bumped into, and suddenly she heard a buzzing sound in her ears.

Feng Qing's mind became clearer.

"Huh? What's that sound?"

She said while not stopping her actions.

In front, Yi Chixue was facing a group of people besieging her at the door, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.

Although he is a peerless swordsman, he is the only swordsman who has faced so many people since ancient times. Even a

peerless swordsman would feel tired when facing so many people, but he never left.

Not only because of his pride as a swordsman, but also because the nameless inn was behind him.

"Yi Chixue, you should be one of the smartest people in the world, but why did you get confused this time?" A man in the distance said to Yi Chixue with a smile.

His voice was heard from a distance, but Yi Chixue could only look up at him reluctantly.

Because his internal strength was not enough now, he could not use internal strength to transmit sound like the other party.

He lowered his head and began to think, yes, why did he come here today?

If it was him a year ago, such a thing would be unimaginable, but now he was standing in front of this inn, blocking others from entering.

Somehow, he seemed to feel that something had changed in him, but he couldn't figure it out.

Even a smart person like him couldn't figure it out.

"If I die here like today, I'm afraid I will be laughed at." He thought.

"But even if that's the case, there's nothing else to do now."

"Death is death, and in the world of martial arts, the weak always lose and the strong win."

"Not bad." A voice suddenly came from the opposite side of him.

"As expected of the legendary Yi Chixue, you actually have this kind of awareness."

Yi Chixue was slightly stunned.

Only then did he realize that he had accidentally said what was in his mind.

The man revealed himself from the crowd.

He sat in a sedan chair lifted by the crowd, looking so high up that no one could touch the corner of his clothes.

Yi Chixue could only look up at him.

In this situation, the other party seemed like a giant standing in front of him.

Yi Chixue thought that he might have lost too much blood, otherwise how could he feel like this?

However... he was not as brave as Yi Chixue to face the crowd alone.

"From this perspective, you are just a very weak person." The man said with a smile.

"Why did everyone think you were so powerful in the past, and even looked up to you?" He said, "Now, it's your turn to look up to me."

Yi Chixue couldn't help but chuckle.

He didn't laugh very often, so he didn't even know why he laughed now, but he shook his head gently and said, "I don't know either."

He had been accompanied by the sword all his life, and rarely paid attention to the opinions of those outside.

So he didn't know why those people outside were so afraid of him.

All his life, he had been accompanied by the sword on the snowy mountain. If he hadn't met that person, he might have focused on the ruthless way all his life.

However... in this world, he met a confidant.

A confidant who truly understood his sword.

After seeing Yi Chixue chuckle, the people in front of him actually took two steps back involuntarily.

Although Yi Chixue was bleeding, they still didn't dare to do anything to this man at this time.

The man sitting high up in the sedan chair saw this and cursed in his heart. He turned around and looked around, and said in a slightly tempting voice: "Why are you retreating? Look at the man in front of you, why do you need to be afraid of him?"

"He can't even hold the sword steadily now, so he is far from the scary Yi Chixue before, just a dying man."

"If you kill him, you will be famous in the world, and everyone in the world will know your names!"

"Then, the people who are looked up to will be you!"

After saying this, Yi Chixue saw that the people in front of him were ready to move.

He closed his eyes gently, and began to accumulate the last bit of strength, ready to swing a shocking sword.

This sword is probably the last one. After this sword, there will be no Yi Chixue in the world.

He has already thought of his own ending in his mind.

"Yes, he is just a man." A murderous man stared at him.

"What's so scary!"

"Yes, that's right, what's so scary!"

Yi Chixue excluded all these voices from his mind and made himself free of distractions.

However, at this time, a strange sound came from behind him.

The actions of everyone present stopped involuntarily.

Yi Chixue suddenly frowned.

He opened his eyes and found that everyone present was looking behind him.

Moreover, the faces of these people were a little strange.

Yi Chixue didn't dare to look back at what was happening behind him, because if he looked back, he might lose his head in the next second.

But the expressions of those people were like hooks, attracting him to pay attention to what was behind him.

He was confused.

What did these people see?

The man who was high above, who had just said that he wanted Yi Chixue to look up to him, slowly raised his head for some reason, as if he was looking at something.

Yi Chixue felt something huge rising slowly from behind him in the dim light of the morning.

The shadow of the huge creature gradually covered everyone in front of him.

Then, Yi Chixue saw the red-eyed man who was about to kill him, and he also raised his head slightly.

Then...

in front of the quiet inn, a man's sword suddenly fell to the ground.

Yi Chixue finally couldn't help but wanted to turn back.

But before he turned around, it was obvious that someone was faster than him.

The high-ranking person said with a trembling voice, "Don't panic, there is nothing to be afraid of. He is only one person and can't handle so many of us."

"But, but..."

"Did he suddenly realize some sword skills?" Someone trembled and said, "Could it be...he is going to ascend?"

"Really, really big..." Someone was even more terrified and said, "Could this be the Taoist Three Corpses?"

Ascension? Yi Chixue's expression was slightly strange.

He himself did not feel the slightest premonition of ascension, and most of the ascensions were preceded by strange phenomena, just like the clouds and mist all over the ground when the owner of the Wuming Inn ascended that day.

Now, where did the strange phenomenon come from?

He subconsciously tried to stand up straight, but the strength he had just accumulated was suddenly interrupted, making it difficult for him to breathe.

However, just as he turned his hand back, he felt that the sword in his hand seemed to hit something.

There was a small "bang" in the air, as if something was poked.

Then...

the huge shadow on the ground suddenly began to twist wildly.

This time even Yi Chixue noticed it.

... Feng Qing was inflating the arch upstairs.

She was inflating it well, but suddenly she heard a bang from below.

The arch exploded.

Feng Qing was startled and sobered up a lot. He quickly rushed to the window to take a look.

Then, Feng Qing saw that the huge arch began to sway wildly in the wind.

The inflatable machine inside it was not turned off yet, but the gas inside all began to flow out through the small hole.

Under the influence of the huge pressure difference between the inside and the outside...

this large arch began to twist in the wind in a very weird way.

At first glance, the scene was just like a person waving his arms wildly.

And, it began to use its huge body to hit everything around it indiscriminately.

At that moment, the whole scene was like a hellish carnival, with snakes twisting.

...

"Is the shopkeeper here?" At noon, a man entered the inn.

The inn was still open for business as usual. Chu Changzui sat at the door, fiddling with an abacus, calculating today's customer flow.

"Li Qi, come out and help. I'm overwhelmed." Feng Xiruo thought as he cleaned the table. He felt that this matter was quite interesting.

After all, he never thought that he would be serving dishes here when there was such a big mess in the martial arts world.

Compared with fighting outside, serving dishes seemed to be more in line with his wishes.

He had just put away the things in his hands when he suddenly saw a pigeon flying in from the door and standing on the table in front of him.

He calmly took off the paper on the pigeon's leg and took a quick look at it.

"Hua Jing has passed away." Feng Xiruo smiled brightly after reading it.

He put the note in his pocket and hummed a tuneless song. After a while, a group of people suddenly came in.

Feng Xiruo didn't even raise her head.

"I want to find the shopkeeper." The leader said politely to Feng Xiruo, "Excuse me, is she here now?"

"Hey, isn't this Bai Ming? I haven't seen you for a few days. You have really changed a lot." Feng Xiruo said lightly.

In the past, Bai Ming always spoke to the shopkeeper with great respect and always had a sweet smile on his face, but now he was very cold, as if he was talking to an ordinary person.

"I don't think you are clear-headed, so I won't pursue you." Bai Ming said slowly.

"I ask again, where is the shopkeeper?"

Feng Xiruo silently made way for him. Bai Ming glanced at him coldly, and then walked into the back room without saying a word.

The people behind him also followed in one after another.

Feng Xiruo threw the rag in her hand on the table, looked at Bai Ming's back and shook her head.

Bai Ming came to the backyard, which was empty.

His eyes looked at the small house where he used to wait for An Huoshaxi every time he came here.

"I'll go in and sit for a while, you wait for me outside." He said slowly.

The people behind him bowed their heads respectfully.

"Yes, OP."