The situation suddenly changed.

A few people who had come in a fierce manner were still in the room at the moment.

That figure enchanting woman, the corner of her mouth is full of blood, but dare not wipe, just look up at Su Chunsheng with pleading face, a few people around are scared face bloodless.

Su Chunsheng casually sits on the chair, fingers gently raised, that a hit on the woman's body of the gas machine instantly dissipated, as if nothing had happened in general.

Chu Youwei holds the sword in his hand, stands on one side, squints his eyes and looks gloomy.

"Come on, tell me about it. What's going on?" Su Chunsheng put on a gentle smile, as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. He said slowly, "of course, if I find out that I'm lying, it will come to an end..."

The four people on the scene were all startled, especially the woman lying on the ground. She staggered up and said in a trembling voice, "thank you for not killing me. My family is called wanmilin. These people are all from the same village with my family. They travel around and do some looting occasionally."

Su Chunsheng said with a smile: "what village? It's not an ordinary mountain village, is it? At least it's also the cultivation warrior of the little master's realm. If it's just an ordinary stockade, it doesn't make sense? "

The woman who claimed to be wanmilin was stunned for a moment, and quickly bowed her head and said, "we are from the demon sect."

This time, it was su Chunsheng's turn to be surprised.

Seeing that Su Chunsheng's face was not good-looking, Wan Milin said in a hurry: "everything I said is true. I hope you can spare my life."

Su Chunsheng turned his head and looked at the man standing at the door of the room, and said, "what? Want to kill me? "

The burly man standing at the door was stunned for a moment. He quickly lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I dare not."

"Dare not, not want to?" Su Chunsheng gave a meaningful sneer. In a flash, he appeared in front of the man and kicked him.

Bang!

The burly man didn't have time to react, so he was kicked out of the room by Su Chunsheng. The whole door was smashed, and the burly man fell directly into the corridor, spitting out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"I killed twice. The first time was when I looked up and the second time was when I knocked down your master. Yes? Like your master? "

Su Chunsheng walked out of the room, looked down at the pale man and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"Don't do it, great Xia. This brother doesn't know much. I hope you can give me a hand." Wan Milin, who had been sitting on the ground, changed his face. He rushed out of the room, knelt down in front of the strong man and begged Su Chunsheng.

Su Chunsheng curled his lips and turned back to the room.

The enchanting Wanmi Linton breathed a sigh of relief and turned to lift up the strong man, looking sad.

Wandering in the rivers and lakes, especially the people of the demon sect, plundering the rivers and lakes can be regarded as making a living on the edge of a knife. They say they will die. Especially when I met a master with high accomplishments, my life was like a mole ant.

"What's the name of the hero?" Su Chunsheng went back to the room, turned his head and looked at the strong man who was lifted up by wanmilin, and asked with great significance.

Most of it was because he suffered a loss. This time, the strong man did not dare to overstep it. He just said in a low voice: "report back to you, great Xia, I'm Song Qing!"

Su Chunsheng pause a little, calm way: "Song Qing, do you want to let your master live?"

The strong man who claimed to be Song Qing was stunned and nodded in a hurry.

"OK, help me with one thing." Su Chunsheng said with a smile: "if I can do it, I will let you go."

As soon as the words came out, the three people in the room were all happy, but Song Qing narrowed her eyes.

"Don't you think you can trust me?" Su Chunsheng grinned, shrugged his shoulders, leaned back on the chair, and said, "yes, people in the demon sect didn't believe in it, but it's normal to believe me."

"But when I say one person, you should be able to trust it."

"Sun Yat Sen and I are good friends. I gave him the last ride."

Su Chunsheng's tone was flat, but several people in the room were shocked.

Sun Yat Sen, once one of the great demons in the demon clan, was buried on the East China Sea coast last year. People in the river and lake say that the great devil in the demon sect was killed by the experts in the right way. However, the disciples in the demon sect know the story and know that the old man was very peaceful on his last journey.

In this way, everyone looked at Su Chunsheng with dignified and different looks.

The strong man who claimed to be Song Qing suddenly stepped forward and said, "great Xia, please order."

Obviously, the disciple from the demon sect had already guessed something and confirmed that he believed Su Chunsheng himself.

"Go down first and clean up here. But it's better not to have the idea of escaping. Your friend is the best example Su Chunsheng waved his hand, indicating that everyone on one side would leave.

Wanmilin looked at each other, only nodded and left slowly.

In the room, only Su Chunsheng, Chu Youwei and the strong man named Song Qing were left.

After several people left completely, Su Chunsheng looked at Song Qing and said calmly, "guess me?"

"Mr. Su's chivalrous heart, benevolence and righteousness are well known to all the people in the Jianghu, and no one in the demon sect does not admire him." Song Qing changed the previous dignified, but hugged Su Chunsheng, a little more awe.

"It's flattering." Su Chunsheng smiles helplessly.

The first floor of the post station.

Wan Milin sat on the chair, gently closed his eyes, urged the Qi in his body to regulate the injured meridians. Next to him were the fat woman called aunt sun and the burly man Zhao Laoer.

Mostly because of fear, both of them were very silent, and did not disturb the breathing of wanmilin.

Mrs. sun, who had to cook Su Chunsheng meat before, was even more dejected. She muttered: "it's not easy to see one. She's actually a great master. I'm really not lucky."

Around him, Zhao Lao Er could not help but said: "aunt sun, you can die of this idea. Can you live and say, don't you guess who this person is?"

Sun Da Niang stares big eyes, turn a head to look at Zhao Lao Er, way: "who?"

Zhao Laoer rolled his eyes, but he just sighed and murmured: "the hardest stubble in the world has been hit by us. We'd better not mix in the Jianghu in the future and find a place to hide early."

Aunt sun suddenly kicked Zhao Laoer and said angrily, "how can you talk like a woman? Who is it? Do you know him? "

Zhao Laoer was reluctant to speak.

Wanmilin on one side suddenly opened his eyes and said softly: "Su Chunsheng, the son of the Su family, the emperor of jiuxiao sword."

Aunt sun immediately opened her mouth wide, looked incredible, and said in horror, "who is that?"

Wan Milin nodded, turned his head and looked upstairs with a little worry, and murmured, "if it's really him, we may have a way to live. Otherwise, if we meet any great master in the Jianghu, we will surely die. "

Aunt sun finally lost her previous arrogance, but she was flustered and nervous.

Zhao Laoer also sighed.

Soon, Song Qing came downstairs.

Several people rushed to meet them, but Song Qing just shook her head and made a silent gesture to them, indicating not to speak. Then looking at Wan Milin who was slightly worried, she grinned and said, "wait for me to come back."

Wanmilin still wants to ask, but Song Qing just shakes her head and strides away.

Only a few uneasy people were left in the room.

At night, on the broad Chongnan post road, a famous thin woman, holding a parcel in her arms, walked slowly northward to Jiangbei County.

In the woman's arms, sitting in a small man who was no more than one foot high, she broke her fingers and muttered.

"Do it or not? Do you want to do it or not? Do you want to do it or not? "

"What are you doing?"

"No!"

"Damn it

The woman looked helpless.

The villain raised his head, held the woman's cheek in his hands, gave him a hard kiss, and said, "after this vote, stop!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, grinned, nodded heavily, and her steps became more cheerful.