contract slave

There is an official road along the Yangtze River. In normal times, unless it is an urgent march, the horse team with the flag of the army will gallop past, and there will be few people.Entering Beijing from this point, although the road is flat, there are many mountains and rivers, not to mention the twists and turns, and the time spent is twice as fast as that of the waterway.

This day, the seventh day of the lunar month, is about to begin autumn.

In the distance, there are clusters of dark clouds floating indistinctly, the wind is strong, and the sky is dark.

In the distance, there was a group of carriages slowly coming together from a distance.

There are four tall horses at the front and back, and the riders are all solemn and solemn. In the middle is a maroon-colored carriage with carved dragons and phoenixes.

The most obvious is the decoration on the carriage.

If people in the Jianghu see it, they will exclaim: Poison Lord!

It's just that in this solemn and solemn car, there was an ambiguous voice, which made people think about it.

"Master...ah...don't..."

The voice suddenly rose, and then fell down again, accompanied by faint and unscrupulous laughter.

He Duwu and Jiang Xiaohua who were driving looked at each other.

Both of them looked embarrassed.

The carriage continued to move forward slowly, and after another seven or eight miles, I saw a very small village. Before reaching the inn, I heard someone in the car calling: "Stop."

"Call-"

He Duwu pulled the rein firmly.

After the car came to a complete stop, after a while, I saw the sandalwood door open with a "squeak -" and a big red sleeve was wrapped around the hand that opened the door. I couldn't see clearly. The man's black hair was hanging loose, running a little along the sloping shoulders. Wanting to mop the floor, he looked back at the car, seemed to say something, gathered up his messy clothes before jumping out of the car, took the stepladder from Jiang Xiaohua, and placed it beside the car.

After a while, a person in indigo clothes came out, and he stepped forward, quickly raised his hands to support him, and gently supported him until he got out of the car, then he bowed and stepped back gently, folded his hands and placed them on his lower abdomen From there, a deep and soft voice sounded at the right time.

"Master, the sky is about to get dark. Although this place is simple, there may be no inn, so please feel wronged for a night and rest here."

The person dressed in indigo didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he let out a "hmm" and stepped in.

The man in red looked up and looked at the name of the inn.

It is "Yuelai Inn".

For some reason, he suddenly smiled.The smile itself was gentle, but it concealed his red phoenix eyes and the tear mole at the corner of his left eye, showing a bit of seductive charm.If it wasn't Xiao Fang, who could it be?

He looked back at the sky again, and murmured: "Oh, it's raining."

Dark clouds gather in the sky, just as the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.

Although the inn is not big, maybe because it is about to rain, it is full of people inside, the owner's face is flushed with excitement, and the waiters are also busy dancing.

Seeing him and his group coming in, the clerk hurried forward and said with a smile: "Hey, these men, do you know if they are going to be on the tip or staying in the shop?"

He Duwu has already stepped forward and said: "I am staying in the hotel, but there is still a room?"

"There is only one room left in the upper house, and the rest are all common shops. Do you think it will work?"

He Duwu looked at Xiao Fang who came after him, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make arrangements with you."

Shen Hao had already sat down in the hall, Xiao Fang walked slowly and stood beside him.

Shen Hao glanced at him and said, "Sit."

Xiao Fang hurriedly said: "Master, this villain would not dare."

Shen Hao frowned: "Sit."

Xiao Fang smiled immediately: "Thank you for your mercy, master."

Shen Hao couldn't help but snort coldly.

After Xiao Fang sat down next to Shen Hao, he heard a few people from the rivers and lakes on the opposite side start chatting.

"Fourth, is it true that the leader of the Martial Arts has accepted the Poison Venerable Xiao Wuling as his slave?" The man's voice was loud, but the inn was not loud.

"Your news is too fucking ill-informed. It seems like it's been more than half a year. How did you know?"

"Hmph, it's just that the incidents in the underworld have exploded recently! What kind of ability does this Shen Hao have? Isn't it because of their Shen family's wealth and grandeur that they are so domineering? Do you think he is boundless?" Tianzun?"

"Oh, you don't dare to say such nonsense!" The fourth child hurriedly dragged him to sit down, looking around with guilt.

"Why don't you dare to talk nonsense? I heard that Shen Hao has recently won the territory of the underworld, and he is very proud. Do you know what is in the underworld? Rare treasures, martial arts cheats, and the medicine of immortality. That boy Shen Hao has got it. I just refuse to accept it!"

Shen Hao frowned, and whispered to Xiao Fang: "Is this the good reputation you gave me?"

Xiao Fang said with a smile: "I heard that strange things will happen in this inn tonight, master, do you know?"

"Strange things?"

"Yes." Xiao Fang breathed in his ear like blue, squinting his eyes ambiguously, "Tonight, there is a treasure in this inn that will be discovered, and everyone in the inn will be killed by gangsters. Unfortunately, it just so happened that the leader of Shen League descended from the sky, and the rescuer heroes."

"Bullshit."

Xiao Fang didn't say much, just giggled and said: "This is absolutely true, if you don't believe me, master, just wait and see."