Qin He and his second brother hid in this bathhouse and arrived quietly. Qin He originally thought that after these Mongolian soldiers entered, the scenes in the movie would soon appear. Both sides began to fight, and the deaths and injuries were severe.

But Qin He has been hiding here for almost an hour, and the inn is still brightly lit and quiet as usual, with no intention of turning on the table.

It is probably summer at this time. Although it is the northwest and it is not very hot at night, the mosquitoes are still like clouds. After Qin He killed several mosquitoes, he finally couldn't help it and said to his friend.

"Little brother, I don't think I can't fight anymore. It's been more than an hour. I guess we've thought too much!"

The little brother also touched his head and said in a little confusion.

"Are you really guessed wrong? The Mongols have always looked down on Han people and especially hated people in the martial arts world. Why hasn't there any movement inside for so long?"

Qin He didn't want to wait any longer. He rode a donkey for a whole day and was a little tired. He took out his pottery bowl and said to the guy.

"Second brother, come on, make me another bowl of boiling water, and go to the room to drink after it becomes cold!"

"Okay, come on, I'll call you!"

Qin He walked carefully towards the inn with a hot boiling water, a long knife tied with black cloth on his back.

When he arrived at the door, Qin He was nervous, but he still plucked up the courage to push open the inn gate.

In the lobby, it was very quiet, and dozens of people from the world sat around, with a few tables in the middle, and more than a dozen Mongolian knights sat there, each holding dishes and drinking wine. At the middle table, there was only one person sitting, four girls dressed in men standing behind her, and the person sitting was the girl who looked like Zana.

The moment Qin He opened the door, all the eyes in the lobby gathered on him again, and even the Mongolians who were eating and drinking focused on him.

Qin He stood at the door holding a pottery bowl, and he was neither going in nor not going in, and wanted to explain with a little embarrassedly.

But there seemed to be no need to explain, because both parties quickly looked away from him and started eating again.

However, two of the people in this group did not take away from him, and Qin He soon noticed that it was the two women he met during the day.

The two women's eyes were as lightning as lightning, staring at him, making Qin He feel uncomfortable all over. Qin He pretended that I was not familiar with you, carefully holding the pottery bowl and passing through the crowd.

When it was almost time to go up the stairs, Qin He suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.

"stop!"

Qin He tightened his whole body, his hands were trembling, and he almost couldn't hold the pottery bowl firmly. He forced himself to resist his fear. Qin He turned around and found that it was one of the two women.

Qin He showed a kind smile that he thought was stumble and said stumbling.

"Which...which aunt, no, aunt, is there anything wrong with you calling me?"

"puff!"

Before the two women could reply, the young lady sitting at the middle table laughed out loud. She was amused by the young man. Although she didn't know what the aunt meant, the young man called the aunt and quickly changed his words to the aunt. Obviously, it was the same. Among these people, this aunt hated the most.

Obviously, Qin He's words just now also made the two women's tempers rise by 80 percentage points instantly.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

"No, no, aunt... No, aunt, aunt, I don't know you, what are you asking for?"

Qin He called the aunt again, and finally made the two women burst out. The other party snorted, obviously not wanting to talk nonsense to Qin He anymore, so he stepped forward and prepared to teach Qin He a lesson.

One of the women was on the ground and jumped to a table with force. Another jump came towards Qin He. The other party stretched out his left palm and was about to palm it towards Qin He's face.

Qin He saw this scene and his whole body trembled. The pottery bowl in his hand finally left his hand. He subconsciously threw the pottery bowl in his hand at the other party.

"Damn it! Sure enough, the most toxic woman's heart!"

The sound of Qin He's pottery bowl hitting the ground was like a secret code. All the people around the rivers and lakes drew their swords and forks, but the target of everyone was not Qin He, but the group of Mongolians in the middle!

Qin He took a few steps back and fell on the stairwell. He was extremely scared at this time and was about to be slapped to death by the woman. He quickly closed his eyes and waited for death. A shout of killing came from his ear. When Qin He opened his eyes, he realized that there was no slap.

When he looked into the living room lobby, there was already a melee in the lobby, with dozens of people from the martial arts world fighting with more than a dozen Mongolian men. The woman who had just thought she had slapped her was not the target. At this time, she fought with the girl sitting in the middle with one palm after another.

Qin He rolled and climbed up the stairs to the second floor. He lay on the railing and looked down, feeling scared and exciting.

"Fighting, fighting! It turns out that real martial arts fights are like this!"

Qin He lay on the railing, looking at the fight below with excitement.

In the world, Qin He, who grew up watching martial arts TV series and movies, of course, also has a dream of a hero. His dream of a hero is different from Liu Xiaofei's dream of a hero. Liu Xiaofei's dream of a hero is famous, while Qin He's dream of a hero has beauty, adventures, and the heroic spirit of the world.

But at the moment, he was lying on the ground and peeking from the wooden railings, and his posture was really not very similar to a hero, but rather a little unsightly.

Qin He only saw it for less than five minutes and felt nothing was interesting. The stimulation in his heart also disappeared, and the urge of fear of normal people surged into his heart again.

Because the following is already flying flesh and blood, swords and swords are eyeless, and in such a small space in the lobby, the vain person is doing it with real swords and guns, and it will take a moment to kill someone.

In less than five minutes, a large area of ​​wailing down from below, lying in a pool of blood.

"Damn it! Is there any other kingly law? The scene of a large murder!"

Qin He lay down his head lower at this time, fearing that it would affect the fish in the pond, but often the more he feared, he would come. As soon as he lowered his head, he heard the sound of wind in his ears and remembered that two figures jumped to the second floor, one of them slashed with a knife, and the other quickly dodged.

The sword was only 0,01 meters away from Qin He's nose at that time. Qin He jumped up in shock, pulled out a long sword from behind, and protected him in front of him.

Qin He's actions shocked the two people who were fighting. They just glanced at it and didn't pay attention. The scimitar in the hands of the Mongolian man was obviously sharper than the other's long sword, and his strength was greater than that of this martial arts master.

The other party slashed several times, and the martial arts people blocked several times, but the last slash still failed to block it. The long sword blocked in front of the chest was cut by the Mongolian man. The martial arts people were slashed in the chest by this knife. A blood mark instantly expanded. Soon, they took a few steps back and were weak all over. They rolled down from the railing on the second floor. Qin He glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw that the martial arts people who fell on the first floor had no movement and fell in a pool of blood. Life and death were unknown.

Qin He was so scared that he was trembling, but the long knife in his hand was tightly held. He retreated repeatedly and retreated to his house 204.

The Mongolian man yelled twice, picked up his sword, rushed towards the Qin River. Perhaps in the other party's eyes, this Han little chicken could solve the problem with one knife and solve it as soon as possible.

Qin He was so scared that he almost disappeared when he saw the other party chasing him. As a modern person, he had never seen this scene. Those protagonists of the novel could kill people without blinking when they traveled to ancient times. Qin He really couldn't do it, even a normal modern person could not do it.

He has been educating him for thirty years of law-abiding and law-abiding citizenship. If he has something to do, he will find the police uncle. Don’t be impulsive and don’t act irritating. He will go to the class room to grow chrysanthemums. In this situation, the police uncle didn’t tell him how to do it!

Qin He stumbled into Room 204. Just as he was about to close the door, the Mongolian man kicked the door open and rushed into the narrow room with a bright scimitar.

Qin He already felt that he was really going to be finished. Unexpectedly, he abides by the law for a lifetime and stands at thirty years old. He finally had a lot of luck. With the system, he died in this world!

"Wait! System?"

"Yes, I am a systemic person. Is the system just watching me being split in half?"

"System, you may not come out soon, I will be killed by someone!"

"When the host encounters danger, he can take the initiative to attack and kill the enemy!"

"Damn it! I want to kill the enemy too! Didn't you see that the other party is half a head taller than me? I have no martial arts skills, and no matter how strong I am, I am not as strong as others! How to fight??"

"It has been detected that the host's ancestral sword technique is perfect. Please use this sword technique to kill the enemy. Warm reminder, this sword technique is too bloody, please use it with caution!"

Qin He's mind was full of questions again, and the time flashed through his mind about Liu Xiaofei's martial arts practice. He slashed his mother with one knife, his father with one knife, and his ancestors with one knife with one knife!

At this time, Qin He could not care about so much, because the Mongolian Han's sword had been swung out, Qin He subconsciously recited silently.

"Use the ancestral sword technique!"

Qin He only felt that his right hand was as fast as lightning, and the long sword in his hand was swung out like a afterimage of the knife. Before the other party could pick up the knife, Qin He's sword had already slashed from top to bottom.

"clang!"

Qin He's long sword fell on the wooden floor. He stared blankly at the 1.8-meter-high Mongolian man in front of him, slowly splitting away from the middle. Blood gushed out from his body like a balloon. Qin He's body, shoes, and hair were covered with blood.

After a long time, Qin He woke up and quickly retreated until he retreated to a place where blood could not soak in, and then he realized.

"I killed someone?"

"I killed someone?"

Qin He's mind was full of this idea. In his thirty years of life, Qin He remembered that the cruelest time he was to kill a mad dog. At that time, the mad dog chased him for several streets. Qin He was so scared that he almost collapsed. He was forced to go to the fore. He picked up a wooden stick on the side of the road and knocked it at the mad dog for more than a dozen times. Qin He hurriedly ran away until the other party stopped moving.

After that time, Qin He was excited and excited all day long. The feeling was both scared and excited, but it was far from the feeling he felt now.

Now he doesn’t feel excited at all. He feels a little scared and kills people anyway!

This is not a mad dog, it is a murderer, and it is a knife that cut the other party in half. Qin He didn't dare to look at the corpse scattered on the wooden floor. In addition to the blood red, there were also yellow and black things, which made people feel nauseous!

After a long period of relief, Qin He finally calmed down and took off the cloth clothes wrapped in a long knife on his body, and quickly wiped the blood on his face. He wiped it very hard, for fear that his face would not be cleaned, but after wiping for a long time, he still felt a smell of blood on his body.

Qin He sat on the bed, stunned for a long time, staring at the corpse on the ground with his eyes fixed on it. Finally, Qin He showed a firm look in his eyes. This world does not belong to him, but he is just an outsider. Now that he has such a powerful sword technique, he can complete Liu Xiaofei's mission.

Qin He let out a long sigh and pulled out a long knife from under the bed.

After the knife just now, he fell to the ground in fear and was soaked in blood. As a modern person, he naturally didn't want to pick it up again.

Qin He hung two sacks of wheat on his shoulders. He was ready to leave. He would rather live in the wilderness tonight than stay in the inn.

Qin He carefully avoided the blood and walked out of 204 slowly. After walking out of the room, Qin He realized that there was no sound of fighting downstairs, but some low wails.

Qin He looked down carefully.

There were only more than twenty people in the martial arts world standing downstairs, and there were only three people left on Zana's side. The three of them were all covered with injuries. One of them was the tallest Mongolian man, and the other was one of the five women dressed in women. The last one was the girl who looked like Zana. The two protected Zana's girl behind.

However, at this time, the three of them were all disheveled, and Zana was no longer heroic, but held a sword in one hand and covered the wound on her shoulders with the other, looking silently at more than twenty people in the martial arts world in front of her.

Qin He looked at the people in the martial arts world and frowned. The two women were still alive at this time, standing among the people in the martial arts world, obviously looking like a leader.

"Xuan Yun, in order to catch your big fish, our six major sects have planned for a whole year. Killing you is equivalent to breaking the most important arm of your father, King Xiangyang! Over the years, you have given advice for your father and killed many of us martial arts people! Hahaha! I didn't expect that you, the Mongolian bitch, will be today!!"

The one who spoke was one of the two women. Although she was not injured at this time, she was smiling like crazy, with a blood stain on her forehead, which made her look even more terrifying, and Qin He was so scared that he quickly took two steps back.

Qin He doesn't want to care about their grievances. He doesn't persuade others to be good without the suffering of others.

Although Qin He was also a Han Chinese and had seen the cruel rule of the Yuan Dynasty in history books, he was born in New China after all, and he was in peace since childhood and could not understand the hatred between them.

What's more, the bloody downstairs made Qin He really unable to afford the urge to be a hero. Besides, he didn't know how to stand there.

He had no good feelings for the two women. After all, he took action for them and finally waited for him to be killed, and he didn't even do anything to help him collect the body. Qin He felt disgusted when he heard what the woman said.
To be continued...