Back in the room, Su Baiyi said to Nangong Xier helplessly: "It seems that we have to find another opportunity."
Nangong Xier thought for a moment and said, "I can only sneak away when they start fighting."
Su Baiyi's eyes lit up: "This is a good opportunity. Senior sister, you go to sleep first. I will think about it carefully tonight."
Nangong Xier nodded, walked to the bed and lay down, while Su Baiyi put two chairs together and lay down. They had already understood all this tacitly. After all, they had shared a room like this for a month on the Golden Wind, but the configuration of this room was much worse than that of the Tianzi No. room on the Golden Wind. About an incense stick of time had passed, and Su Baiyi was still thinking about how to cause a fight tomorrow, when Nangong Xier, who was thought to have fallen asleep, suddenly said something.
"Do you and Aunt Feng sleep like this at night?"
Su Baiyi was so shocked that she shuddered all over and immediately sat up: "Senior Sister, don't talk nonsense."
"Nonsense?" Nangong Xier turned over, "So we can sleep in the same bed?"
"There are two beds in Aunt Feng's room." Su Baiyi said hurriedly.
"There are two beds? Let me guess, are they put together?" Nangong Xier asked.
"Senior Sister, have you been in there?" Su Baiyi asked in surprise.
"It's so intense." Nangong Xier turned over again and yawned.
"But I didn't sleep!" Su Baiyi realized that he had been led astray, and hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I have been practicing swordsmanship with Sect Master Feng those days, and you know me, Senior Sister. I don't need to sleep! You know that!"
"Know what?" A hoarse voice came from the window.
"Master Zhao! Stop coming out and scaring people! Go back to sleep!" Su Baiyi turned around and saw Zhao Xiaqiu standing on the window sill with his eyes closed. He walked over angrily and pushed Zhao Xiaqiu down. Zhao Xiaqiu opened his hands, propped himself on the window sill, turned around, and returned to his room.
"Good night." Nangong Xier said with a smile.
"Good night, senior sister." Su Baiyi scratched his head.
The next morning, just as Nangong Xier got up from bed, there was a knock on the door. Su Baiyi got up and opened the door, and found Zhao Xiaqiu, who was dressed neatly, waiting at the door.
"You two, let's get going." Zhao Xia Qiu said with obvious dark circles under his eyes.
Nangong Xier covered her mouth and laughed, "Master, did you not sleep well yesterday?"
"I had a dream. One moment I found myself sleeping in the haystack downstairs, and the next moment I found myself sleeping on someone else's window sill." Zhao Xiaqiu yawned. "Want to have breakfast downstairs?"
"Okay." Su Baiyi was worried about missing those monsters downstairs, so he responded quickly.
Zhao Xia Qiu turned around and led the two of them downstairs, but when they were halfway there, Zhao Xia Qiu frowned slightly. The number of gangsters waiting downstairs was obviously less, but there were still a lot of them. This was not what he had imagined. According to past practice, the Ghost Scholar and the Blood Judge would at least be able to get rid of more than half of them for him first, but now only more than half of them were left, and the Ghost Scholar and the Blood Judge were gone.
Seeing the three people coming downstairs, the people downstairs tightened their weapons again. Only the two people sleeping in cloaks in the corner did not react. But Zhao Xiaqiu was looking at these two people.
His intuition told him that these two people were more dangerous than all the people on the field combined.
Su Baiyi walked past Zhao Xiaqiu and went in front. He sat down in the middle and slammed the table: "Waiter!"
No one responded.
"Waiter!" Su Baiyi shouted angrily.
"The waiter is gone. It's too scary here. The shopkeeper and the waiter packed up and ran away last night." A dark-faced man nearby kindly reminded.
Su Baiyi was stunned: "Doesn't that mean you didn't have breakfast?"
The dark-faced man took out the long knife in his hand and pointed it at Su Baiyi: "I think you are provoking us."
"So what?" Su Baiyi glared at him.
"I am the third in command of the Evil Dragon Gang, Li Heishui!" the black-faced man said angrily.
"Why don't the second in command and the first in command come? Do they look down on me?" Su Baiyi became even angrier.
The dark-faced man was speechless and angrily said, "That's enough! Take my knife!"
"I searched the kitchen for some steamed buns. Don't be so angry if you don't have breakfast." Zhao Xiaqiu stretched out two fingers of his left hand to clamp Li Heishui's long knife, and took out a steamed bun with his right hand and handed it to Su Baiyi, "Let's go, eat while walking."
Su Baiyi took the steamed bun stupidly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
The dark-faced man's face flushed red, and he tried his best to pull the knife out of Zhao Xiaqiu's hand, but he couldn't. Finally, Zhao Xiaqiu loosened his fingers and flicked the knife lightly, breaking it into pieces.
"Let's go...let's go." Su Baiyi came back to his senses, "Hahahaha, once we get out of this door, these people won't have a chance along the way."
Zhao Xia Qiu smiled, turned around and walked forward, but his eyes were always fixed on the two people in the corner.
"Master Zhao, your martial arts skills are too high. If these people don't come together, you won't be able to defeat them all." Su Baiyi said loudly.
Everyone in the field looked at each other for a few times, and finally made up their minds, waving their weapons and rushing forward. Nangong Xier protected Su Baiyi and retreated to the side, but the others ignored them and attacked Zhao Xiaqiu directly with the strategy of capturing the leader first. Zhao Xiaqiu sighed lightly, unsheathed the two broken swords on his back, and then swung them violently.
The sword energy was like a tide, knocking away all the people who rushed forward.
The two people who were originally sleeping in the corner suddenly sat up with a start. Zhao Xia Qiu frowned slightly. At first he thought that the two were pretending to be asleep, but he didn't realize that they were really asleep.
"We almost overslept." The two of them looked at the sword in Zhao Xiaqiu's hand and said thankfully.
Zhao Xiaqiu quickened his pace, raised his two swords and swept around the field, then returned to his original position. He sheathed the two swords, looked at the two people in the corner, and said in a deep voice: "You two, are you going to take action?"
Su Baiyi swallowed his saliva. Except for those two people, everyone else in the field had been knocked to the ground by Zhao Xiaqiu with just a few leaps. With such swordsmanship and speed, it seemed that the strength of this Demon City Sword Demon was far beyond his imagination.
"So I say, letting these bastards mess things up won't do anything." One of them sighed and took off his hat. "In the end, we still have to rely on the swords of our Qingming Academy."
Su Baiyi and Nangong Xier were both surprised: "It's you."
"Nice to meet you again. This time, I'm afraid there won't be any sword immortal to save you." The man said with a smile.
The deputy chief of Qingming Court in Shanglin Palace, Crouching Tiger.