Western Regions, Desert

In front of an inn that is a little old, a dark horse carries a young man and a child.

The young man was named Daoma. He was a occultist in his previous life. He died unexpectedly in an ancient temple and was a human being for two lifetimes.

The child in the young man's arms is named Xiaoqi. He is four years old this year and has been wandering around with the sword and horse for half his life.

Daoma listened intently to the attic for a moment, put away the reward notice and map in his hand, and smiled and said:

"Okay, Xiaoqi, that's it."

Xiaoqi in his arms immediately raised his fat little hand and cheered: "Hurry up, the sword horse, there is a smell of meat in the inn, so eat it while it's hot."

"No problem, look at dad." Daoma held the black silk hat, and the black cloak shook. He lifted the weapon bag on the horse's back with his left hand and walked towards the inn.

Xiaoqi behind him was wearing a long jacket, holding a corner of the sword horse cloak with his little hands, and jumping with his short legs to follow.

There were not many people in the inn. Except for the shopkeeper and the waiter huddled at the counter and shivered, eight fierce and strong men were surrounding a bald man and talking about the big cow and drinking strong wine.

The sword horse stood at the door, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped on the bald man.

Tsk, I'm sure, this is the head I want, I'm rushing far away and feeling very friendly.

Seeing the people inside looking at him in unison, Daoma opened his sexy lips and smiled:

"Dear friends, good afternoon. My name is Daoma. Whether it's remembering or not, the name doesn't matter anyway."

Ignoring the look of everyone looking at the madman, the sword and horse calmly crossed the threshold, walked to the bald head step by step and continued, "It doesn't matter what you have committed before and who have killed anyone."

"The important thing is that I'm here to help you."

The bald man put down the big wine bowl with a thud, turned around, the big golden sword posed as the boss, and squeezed the flesh on his face, and said with a look of a fool: "Help me?"

This bald man was tall and big, with a full breath. It turned out to be a lower-level warrior who had reached the level. No wonder he looked down on others a little... The sword horse nodded, and slowly took out the reward notice from his arms and shook:

"See it? Your head is worth 800 gold coins, which is quite a lot!"

Looking at myself on the reward notice, he was very vivid, and his bald eyebrows flicked and he laughed out loud: "Hahaha..., my head is worth 800 gold coins..."

The sword and horse also cracked their mouths, and the sense of ritual is very important. When the bald laughter is low and it is about to occur, he will start slowly and say: "But don't worry, as long as you pay three times the price, I will pretend that I didn't see you."

At this time, Xiaoqi leaned out from behind the sword horse and shouted cutely: "Three times the price!!!"

Three times the price? The bald head turned his head and looked at Xiaoqi in a daze...

Xiaoqi opened his dark eyes wide and seized the opportunity to introduce himself: "My name is Xiaoqi! Whether it is remembered or not, my name is very important!"

"Okay, that's right." Daoma stretched out his hand to stroke Xiaoqi's head, and praised the child, and the child spoke more and more casually.

After being praised, Xiaoqi squinted his eyes and enjoyed it.

The bald man looked at the two gangsters in front of him, and looked confused, "I have a question?"

"Please speak." Daoma answered sincerely.

"After talking for a long time, you are neither Ma Kuai nor accomplices to take care of you. You just came over with a piece of broken paper and a child..."

As he was talking, the bald man slapped the table suddenly and said hideously: "Why should I challenge our Xiangzi?"

It was a time to say that, just as the bald man changed his face, seven or eight strong men drew their swords and surrounded the sword horses. After a command, they rushed up and scraped the two of them.

Daoma looked at this scene quietly, waved his sleeves and brushed away the broken table, and said regretfully: "What a pity, I thought we could make friends."

Xiaoqi hid in his arms and opened his mouth and shouted: "Make friends!!!"

The bald man didn't want to waste time with these two psychopaths, so he picked up the knife and exaggeratedly said to his companion: "We have eight heroes, and he has... a child."

"If outsiders see you, they will say we will bully people..."

"I am a reasonable person, so I can't misunderstand it!"

At this point, the bald head waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Close the door!!!"

The door behind it sounded "Bang!" and was closed by the one-eyed dragon that had been prepared at the door.

Two to nine, murderous aura, the inn is dead silent!

Seeing this, the shopkeeper and the waiter were so scared that they lay on the ground that they didn't dare to raise their heads. They were mumbling with all kinds of immortals and gods in their mouths, hoping to survive today.

rustle...

There was a messy sound outside, and a group of flat-haired birds saw that something was wrong, and they also flapped their wings and fled.

Everything is ready... I think so, bald head sits in the middle and is not angry and threatens: "Open the skylight and talk, close the door and beat the dog!"

"This is fucking...that's what makes you happy!"

Yes, this bald head is getting more and more powerful, and he looks like a wanted criminal... Daoma tightened Xiaoqi in his arms, looked around and said with a smile: "Everyone is going out just to make money. If you can't be friends, don't hurt your kindness, as only a kindness can make money!"

The bald man was so happy, he shook his fingers, turned his head and teased everyone, saying, "This kid is so eloquent!"

Xiaoqi's foot padding sound maintenance: "The sword is eloquent!!!"

"Hahaha..." The bald man couldn't help laughing, his face twisted, and he pulled the knife around the neck of Daoma with a loud noise.

The eight big men shrank in a fan shape and laughed wildly, thinking that they had seen strange things today after so many years of traveling to the desert.

He was despised and was held on his neck by a knife... Daoma sighed and said softly: "Xiao Qi, blindfold his eyes as usual, count!"

"Oh! What's the count this time?" Xiao Qi asked with obedient hands covering his eyes: "You can tell me a number."

Eight big men, and just nine bald people

"Nine!" said Daoma: "Okay, then when counting to Nine, all the bad guys will lie down."

Xiaoqi asked cutely: "Are they bad guys?"

Daoma narrowed his eyes and looked at the bald man who took the lead in the fight and said, "They are all so drunk, and they are so unaware of themselves. Of course they are bad people."

"Bang!" The unbearable bald head stomped his feet, and his aura spread in a circle. The wooden floor of the inn instantly surged and exploded one after another. The dust in the sky was covered with broken wood.

The bald man roared wildly, and ordered in a furious manner: "Listen, I want to live, I have to pull out this kid's tongue first!"

Seeing that the bald man really took action.

"Hey!" Daoma also slapped, and in a flash, he caught a short blade from the weapon bag, and with a thud, he inserted straight into the bald head's right palm holding the knife, and stabbed it into the opposite direction.

The bald head's ring-headed knife clanged and landed in response!

Then the sword and horse held the short blade and turned it hard. A vacuum immediately appeared on the palm of the bald head's palm, and the bones and flesh fell neatly to the ground, maintaining a very good circle.

"Gulu..." Since he was admitted to the grade and became a warrior, he has never encountered the bald head of his opponent. He didn't see the movements of the sword horse clearly, and his face suddenly changed. He knew that he had encountered a tough guy.

However, Daoma did not give bald head a chance to greet him. He drew the knife and changed his position and inserted it. He did it in one go, and nailed the bald head's right arm to the ground.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

ps: Horse fast is a profession.
Chapter completed!