The lost sheep can still be repaired, so Xiaoyi decided to rush back to the inn first and do some remedial work within her power.

Running all the way through the peach blossom forest to the lake, Xiaoyi jumped into the fishing boat she bought when she came here, and with a puff, stepped on the cold water on the soles of her shoes.

Wiping away the mud splashed on her face with the back of her hand, she looked at her feet in shock.

The boat is leaking?

... At this time? !

In the next second, Xiaoyi's face changed color, and she instinctively turned her head to look at Jinghu Villa.

Sure enough, she only saw a cluster of blazing torches, and the blurred outlines of buildings were already difficult to discern under the high temperature.

... Ye Baiyi is so perceptive, he feels something is wrong during the day.

Now it seems that something really happened in Jinghu Villa.

The normal sequence is to kill first, then set fire.

And according to the intensity of the fire, most of the people inside have already...

"..."

Xiao Yi closed her eyes.

——The lesser of two evils, I have to rush back to the inn to save people!

The killing was proceeding in an orderly manner in other corners of the city, but there was no one around the peach blossom forest, and it was as quiet as a ghost.

Xiaoyi jumped off the boat, squatted on the rocky beach, and drew a simple omnipotent formation on the shore with the fastest hand speed.

The inn's service was not very timely, Ye Baiyi waited and waited, and a servant who kept apologizing came, and a bucket of water that was half cold.

He grabbed a handful of rose petals floating on the water, and threw them out of the bucket with a look of disgust: "Things for women!"

Anyway, the bath water was not hot, and Ye Baiyi was in a bad mood, so he simply moved a chair and sat beside the bucket, and began to mix various colors, fragrances, red orange yellow green blue blue purple The petals, in order from large to small, are scooped up one by one on the takeaway plate.

The most important water temperature is not guaranteed in the flower petal bath designed for the mentally retarded.

After half an hour passed like this, Ye Baiyi finally picked all the petals in the water.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had done a great thing, and then began to undress.

What happened to the cold water bath, he has taken cold water baths on the top of Changming Mountain for 100 years, and he is not afraid of this at all, although this does not contradict his plan to complain about this store early tomorrow morning.

Ye Baiyi half-closed his eyes to adjust his breathing, and quietly sank into the bucket, only the part above his neck was exposed.

The Qingya mountain ghost is causing harm to the world, so he received the Shanhe order and went down the mountain to prepare to smash the ghost cave with a sword.

Now that the time has been turned back two months, it may mean that the "Qingya Mountain ghost's chaos" is still in a state of being unsettled.

Ye Baiyi frowned slightly, stretched out half of his arm from the water, grabbed a small handful of peanut kernels from the plate next to him, and put it into his mouth.

Like most ordinary people, Ye Baiyi's mind is very active when he takes a bath, and he will keep sorting out the clues he encountered during the day.

He is now thinking about what is behind the nursery rhyme he encountered during the day today.

Who would deliberately weave the Qingya mountain ghost into nursery rhymes?

—— Among other things, he must be a person who is very eager to pick things up.

Ye Baiyi knows who the Qingya Mountain ghosts are, better than anyone else, they are a group of people who can't see the light, and these ghosts themselves are fully aware that they can't see the light.

Therefore, he was very surprised. Now, what is the extreme psychology of this group of people to return to the "Yangjian" with that hatred to make trouble, and even before committing the crime... they still use such gorgeous means to announce it to the world.

Is this ignorance, or fearlessness?

Or... Are you afraid of being smashed to pieces? !

……

"Boom--!"

Ye Baiyi's thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise like an earthquake.

The water in the bucket splashed out, the ground shook, the air trembled, and the foundation of the entire inn made a desperate creaking sound. Ye Baiyi stood up from the bucket immediately, grabbed the towel with his backhand and tied it around his waist, Skillfully prepare for escape.

He is very familiar with geological disasters. He faces large and small avalanches every day on the top of Changming Mountain, but he never expected that he would encounter such violent avalanches when he descended the mountain.

But in the next second, a strong golden light engulfed the entire inn, briefly depriving everyone of their vision.

As soon as Ye Baiyi stepped out of the barrel with one leg, he saw a vast expanse of gold exploding in front of him, and his movements froze for a moment.

When I came back to my senses, the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong sounded from all directions, like a scoop of sweet potatoes being lifted onto a metal plate, and it seemed to be mixed with various noisy shouts.

The voice stopped quickly, as fast as an illusion, and the inn was still the original inn, Ye Baiyi looked around, the tables, chairs, barrels and clothes were still there.

The earthquake has stopped, but Ye Baiyi has a very ominous feeling.

Suddenly, Ye Baiyi turned his back halfway, picked up the epee as fast as lightning, and pointed to a corner of the room: "Get out!"

He was only wearing a bath towel around his waist at the moment, but his demeanor was still terrifying.

"..."

Time seemed to be frozen for a century.

A young man covered in blood tremblingly moved out from behind the corner.

As soon as he moved like this, the whole room was filled with a choking smell of blood, and the blood from the wound was frighteningly large, gradually dragging a dark red track on the ground.

He was wearing the blue and white uniform of Jinghu Mountain Villa, but Ye Baiyi was facing away from him at the moment, so he couldn't see it.

The edge of the giant sword in Ye Baiyi's hand flashed a dazzling silver light, carrying a silent threat.

Along the edge of the sword, the young man raised his head and looked inch by inch...then retracted his eyes as if shocked.

……what.

...This senior has such a good figure, he must be a peerless master.

Zhang Chengfeng's thoughts turned, and he forced himself to suppress his fear of the unknown, suddenly gritted his teeth, and crawled over with hands and feet: "Senior——!!!"

"Go away! Who allowed you to crawl over!!!" Ye Baiyi pointed his sword at the man's throat with his backhand, holding the towel with one hand and holding the sword in the other. He didn't have any extra hands to wear clothes.

Zhang Chengfeng didn't care about these things, he hurriedly grabbed the ground with his head, and knocked loudly: "Senior, I, I am Zhang Chengfeng, son of Wuhu League, Qiuyuejian Zhang Yusen of Jinghu Mountain Villa! Chengfeng has no intention of bumping into senior, and please raise your hand , magnanimously—"

what the hell!

"Who told you to declare your family name!!!" Ye Baiyi was about to go crazy, holding a huge sword, "Can't you understand people's words! Get out!"

"Senior...!!!" Zhang Chengfeng was about to go crazy, he could only kowtow desperately, "Listen to me!"

"Get out! Don't make me say it a second time!!!"

Ye Baiyi yelled exhausted, his shoulders and the hand holding the giant sword trembled like chaff. He promised Xiaoyi not to kill anyone.

"Senior, this junior has only one thing to say!"

Zhang Chengfeng really went all out, lying there with his whole body cast down, and his speech speed increased three times, "Ghost Valley wants to destroy the Five Lakes League! Tonight set fire to slaughter our Jinghu Villa!!! The five lakes and the four seas are united, junior Zhang Chengfeng, boldly ask senior to come to the rescue regardless of past suspicions!!!!"

"What did you say?!"

Ye Baiyi's expression changed instantly, and he turned around without thinking about anything else. Two clavicle, pectoralis and eight-pack abdominal muscles fell into Zhang Chengfeng's sight without reservation: "Tell me in detail!"

Zhang Chengfeng's snot, tears and nosebleeds flowed down together, "Okay, okay, senior, I—"

"boom--!"

Almost at the same time, the door of Ye Baiyi's room was kicked open from the outside to the inside, and several grinning ghost-faced men and several seriously injured people from Jinghu Villa broke in while fighting.

"Father!!!" Zhang Chengfeng's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, and he shouted excitedly, "Hurry up and bring your brother here! This—this shirtless hero will protect us!!!"

"..."

Ye Baiyi: "???"

——What did that little bastard just call himself?

Shirtless? ? ?

Ye Baiyi: "..."

... Ye Baiyi has no way to simply describe his mood at the moment.

The repeated stimulation just now had already made him rush into a state of anger that was higher than anger, outrageous anger.

As a Sword Immortal of Changming Mountain, he has spent a hundred years in a state of embarrassment, and time has passed by lightly. Even if he has seen the joys and sorrows of half his life, he has seen flowers bloom and fade, clouds roll and clouds relax, the sun and the moon change, the sea changes, and the blooming and withering of life, he has never seen it. He has the experience of fighting without clothes, and he has never been called a shirtless hero.

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There are too many ddls in the past two days and it may be too late to reply to comments, but thank you for reading the silly things I wrote!

There will be emotional drama, but it has to be done slowly.It's not because I want to write stupid stuff first

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