Today, however, this place has been taken over by a girl who is very bold and unrestrained. This girl has a good face, but her cold expression contains murderous look. Her eyes have already betrayed her identity, one of the four "tigresses" in the Jianghu-"cold Luo Cha" Xue Bing.

Bao Fu Inn is naturally not an ordinary thing, but Xue Bing’s work is even more terrible because she is going to auction six ribbons in her hand together here. On the level of martial arts and the prestige of the Jianghu, if you bid high enough, you can get a ribbon, and then you can watch the duel between two peerless swordsmen in Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.
Of course, people who want to buy ribbons will be able to leave them alive until the fifteenth day of the month. After all, the dead will never get the ribbons.
Six ribbons were auctioned together today, and the people in Fu Inn have been divided into two waves. It is a great generation of martial arts families who have lived for generations. They have a lot of money in their fields. Naturally, they will not pay attention to a ribbon. After all, they can already enjoy life. Since they can solve it with money, why do they have to work hard?
The other wave is some small sects, some loners, and their cosmopolitan families are working hard by eating a hot meal in this muddy river and lake. They don’t have enough money to bid, but their knives are sharp enough and their hearts are full of blood. They are waiting for an opportunity to solve the problem with iron and blood.
Sima Ziyi, Changle Mountain Villa, Tianzong, Tangmen, Wudang Taoist, jewel-like pavilion, Yan Tieshan …
Among them, the most powerful thing is that Yan Tieshan has bejeweled two ribbons in his hand. Yan Tieshan paid a full price of 302,000 yuan, so the price is just to buy two Persian tributes and ribbons. If the emperor knows this, he is afraid that he will immediately sell all the satin to Yan Tieshan.
However, except Yan Tieshan, no one is willing to continue to eat here. There are ribbons that are afraid of losing, and some experts who fish in troubled waters want to make a windfall.
Yan Tieshan still leaned back in his chair, sipping his wine and waiting for the crowd to slowly disperse. A figure in a big red cloak suddenly swept across Yan Tieshan.
At this time, Yan Tieshan and a tall, thin man behind him in a Tsing Yi hat did not move the guy in a red cloak to show his signature four eyebrows and said with a smile, "Boss Yan, why did you come to this muddy water?"
At this time, Lu Xiaofeng has not heard Yan Tieshan’s answer, and suddenly he felt a strong breeze coming from behind his head, and a pair of long white hands cried and came towards Lu Xiaofeng’s ear.
Lu Xiaofeng’s finger-clip moves are handy, but only this move, Hei Hu grabs the ear and borrows Lu Xiaofeng’s courage, and he dare not finger-clip himself.
A tiger doesn’t bite, even a beautiful tigress.
After a sideways escape from Tiger Claw, Lu Xiaofeng asked Xue Bing, "Ah, what a great Tiger Claw!"
At this time, Xue Bing hit Lu Xiaofeng on the shoulder with a bulging palm and shouted at him: "What are you doing here?"
Lu Xiaofeng, who escaped from Xue Bing, quickly shouted, "Hey, can you be reasonable? Just now, I not only didn’t interfere with your auction, but also helped you maintain order?"
However, at this time, Lu Xiaofeng Xue Bing Yan Tieshan and the people behind Yan Tieshan suddenly looked out of the window.
At this time, the one hundred and twenty-two thousand silver bought a ribbon Sima Zi’s clothes and suddenly stopped. In front of him, a big fat man floated like a ghost.
It’s just an illusion to say it’s gone with the wind. In fact, he came slowly, as slowly as a husband who was afraid of his wife walked back to his wife’s boudoir at night. He was afraid of making a sound and wanted to take off his shoes.
But now this man is wearing a pair of very heavy boots, and it can be said that there will never be another person wearing boots heavier than him in this world, because this man is actually wearing a pair of iron boots made of pure iron.
If there is an experienced old blacksmith here who wants him to be the most conservative, it is estimated that these iron boots are at least as heavy as a thigh of the fattest person.
It’s hard to estimate this weight, but it’s at least nine and a half pounds to thirteen or four pounds. One leg is ten pounds, two legs are twenty pounds, and most people walk like thunder when wearing a pair of iron shoes weighing twenty pounds. This person is also super fat.
However, this man is fat in a pair of super iron boots, and his footsteps are even softer than those of a late husband, just like a little girl going to the kitchen to steal her mouth. This man is tall, big, strong and fat, but he is as light as a butterfly.
This man is a fat man with fine eyes and a smiling face. He looks like Maitreya, but he knows that others would rather see a hundred evil spirits than him.
Sima Ziyi clenched his sword in his hand at this time, and he knew this scene would happen sooner or later from the moment he took the ribbon.
At the age of four, he practiced bamboo sword, and at the age of seven, he had made pure steel into a sword. He has been learning sword for 40 years, and he has studied more than 130 methods of sword drawing. He can spread twelve pieces of copper coins on the spot with one sword.
At this moment, having a sword in your hand can give Sima Ziyi a sense of peace, and having a sword in your hand is the only thing Sima Ziyi can rely on.
At this time, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked Yan Tieshan: "Who do you think will go to the Forbidden City on the fifteenth of the month?"
Yan Tieshan took a sip of tea at this time and said indifferently, "I’m afraid there is no chance for Sima Zi’s clothes …" To be continued.
Chapter four hundred and thirty-nine Layout
My name is Dagu, and my biggest fear is whether I will get fat or not, because I have been thin since I was a child, so I wear big iron boots and eat something that will make him fat.
If a person eats like this, how can he not be fat and make him worse? If he wears iron shoes to walk like this, is there any justice in a person’s lightness skill if he is still not good?
But now he can’t get any fatter. Although he always takes some of his favorite foods with him, he can’t eat them.
Sima Zi died, and his sword fell to the ground with only a little crash, that’s all.
Drum found a ribbon from his body and smiled. His fat little hand grabbed the ribbon and rubbed it on his body for two times. After all, this ribbon was enough for him to kill six or seven people.
Drum likes money. A killer doesn’t like money. However, although the price of drum killing is high, there is always a person who earns more than him. If he earns less than others, there will always be many unhappy places in his heart.