When Tang Hun stayed in the hotel, it was completely random. He had never left Langtian City, and there was an inn that was familiar to him. When he passed by, he saw that there was food in front of the store and then stayed here, so he stayed here. He never thought that staying in a store was not peaceful.

Tang Hun was guessing who the person on the roof was, and he had already started fighting. He was not the kind of fighting, but he was really fighting. Although he couldn't see the fighting, the sound of even the house being demolished was probably heard clearly in the front yard.

No one came out to watch the fun. If you can watch such fun, you won’t watch it. If you don’t care, you will lose your life. Tianfeng Continent has been through decades of war, and no one who survives is a fool. Who would run out at this time?

Tang Hun heard that the fight had started and felt relieved. The fight was already started, so it was obvious that it had nothing to do with him.

Originally, Tang Hun realized that he had not provoked anyone to go out for the first time, so why was he so unlucky to meet a bad person?

"Try it, fight it, you guys, I'll sleep with you guys."

It was nothing to do, and Tang Hun didn't plan to come out to see who was fighting with whom. What does it have to do with whom he cut off? He didn't know anyone anyway. After being tired for a day, rest is the king, and we have to continue rushing tomorrow.

"If the roof breaks, I don't know if the shop owner will ask me to compensate."

While closing his eyes, Tang Hun thought to himself.

Just like before, Tang Hun rested his body with a half-dream and half-awake sleeping method. The conversation was passed down on the roof, not very clear, so he could only listen to it. Tang Hun listened without ears, and felt that the fight on this was not like an ordinary chasing...

"Huh?" Tang Hun suddenly heard one of them mention Hu You's name and sat down. Hu You is his new boss. Does this matter still have anything to do with Hu You?

Tang Hun just listened casually, but he would sound seriously, but he couldn't hear anything. They no longer had conversations, but were working hard with all their might.

"It seems that I don't have to sleep tonight." Tang Hun shook his head helplessly. Such a noisy way. I'm afraid that no one in the inn can fall asleep, let alone him, who is under the fight.

"boom."

The thing Tang Hun wanted the least was still happening. The roof pierced a big hole, and even the stars in the sky could be seen clearly.

If it was just like that, he would do it. Anyway, this was not his house. If it was broken, it would be broken. If you leave tomorrow, you will have nothing to do with him.

However, it was not as simple as a hole breaking on the roof, but someone fell down the hole and fell right beside Tang Hun's bed. Now, even if Tang Hun wanted to pretend to be unaware, it wouldn't work.

Tang Hun, the man who fell beside the bed, saw it very clearly. It was the man who had been sitting at the same table with him before. The man seemed to be seriously injured, and his face was so white that he fainted. He only glanced at Tang Hun and fainted.

"What's this?" Tang Hun was a little stupid. He had imagined countless times about his first time going out. He had considered what people he might meet and what might happen. But no matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that someone would hit his room directly. What does the sentence in the book say: This is called sitting in the house behind closed doors, and disaster comes from heaven!

I ignored it, but a living person smashed his bedside and said he didn't see it, so I'm afraid it would be unreasonable. It seems that no matter whether it is, he still has to take care of it.

Tang Hun did not change his clothes when he slept. This was also his habit since he was a child. When he was a child, he did not change his body from Ben, and then he sold his body to the landlord to call him because he was often called up to work in the middle of the night, so he simply refused to change his clothes.

After pulling the quilt open, Tang Hun got out of bed. With the oil lamp, he could see that the man really fainted. He didn't seem to have to pretend.

As the man fell down, there was a strong smell of blood in the room. In Tang Hun's opinion, it tasted a bit like Wang Laoer did when he slaughtered a pig, but the smell was heavier.

"Can he be injured?" Tang Hun murmured to himself.

No one answered him, so he had to observe it by himself. The oil lamp in the room was a little dim, and it was not easy to see clearly. It took a while before Tang Hun confirmed that the man had a knife in his stomach. Because the knife was inserted very deeply and the man instinctively pressed it there, the blood was not flowing much, only a faint redness.

"It seems that the injury is quite serious."

Tang Hun is also a big deal in the market. He has seen many things like fighting in groups. He is not afraid of such things, but he just feels a little trouble. He is a person who doesn't like trouble. Now he is greedy and has no choice, otherwise he will not care about these things.

Just as he was thinking about whether he wanted to help this man, Tang Hun suddenly realized that there should be someone outside the roof. They were fighting each other. If this fell down, there should be one. He helped this and then cut his head with a knife. That was really unfair. He didn't even have a place to reason.

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and Tang Hun suddenly felt his neck cold, as if there was a knife to be put on it.

"It's still young."

Tang Hun cursed in his heart. If it were other experienced people, they would definitely not only pay attention to this dizzy person, but also have to pay attention to another person who is not clear about the situation.

He looked up at the hole for a long time, but there seemed to be no movement. Tang Hun had no idea whether he had left or died.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Hun came out of the house and climbed up with the tree behind the house. Although he had no time to do it, climbing up and down was the work that Tang Hun had been doing since he was a child, and it was not difficult for him to get into a room.

"So he's really dead."

Tang Hun saw the man's body on the roof, and he didn't have to look closely. The possibility of a person who didn't even have a head should not exist.

The bloody smell on the roof is even stronger. Fortunately, because of the angle, the blood did not go blood through the ripped holes in the roof. It would be really terrible if the blood rains all over the world.

"Hey, where are the people?"

Tang Hun returned to the room and disappeared the injured man. Just as he was glad that he was troubled by leaving, a cold knife was put on his neck.

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"I said, "Master, I'll call you Maldives. I have no grudges with you, so why are you arresting me?"

At this time, Tang Hun was no longer in the inn. It was not his intention to go to the back mountain in the middle of the night. He was brought here by a knife and neck.

When reading books in the past, Tang Hun always felt that the protagonist's fate was so bizarre. This time, he encountered problems when he stayed in an inn, and was not much worse than the protagonist in the book. However, the protagonist in the book would definitely not die. And it is not certain here. As long as the person holding the knife behind him was unhappy, his life that had cherished for twenty years would be gone.

"Light up the lamp." The man behind him ignored Tang Hun's words and said to himself.

Tang Hun really wanted to ask "Why?" Unfortunately, the knife was in his hand and it was not his turn to talk to him, so he could only honestly light the oil lamp he brought from the inn.

Speaking of which, it is not just Tang Hun who is unlucky, but the inn is also quite unlucky. After taking over a few of their customers, let alone how much they can earn, the losses and troubles will definitely not be less. First of all, the dead man on the roof. The shop owner has to solve it, and there is also the loss of special products. Look at the huge hand of Tang Hun, a lot of things, such as quilts, blankets, and oil lamps, all of them are in the inn.

The weak oil lamp is not very bright in the room, and it will be even worse when it is outdoors. But having is better than not, at least they can see each other's faces.

Tang Hun couldn't help but glance at the man secretly again, don't say it. Even if Tang Hun was very upset, he put his knife on his neck, he had to admit that this man was really handsome. At least among the people Tang Hun knew, no one could compare to him.

"Put the blanket on the ground." The man gave Tang Hun another order.

Yes, it's the kind of order. This man should be the kind of person who is used to giving orders. Although his face is pale and bloodless, he naturally has a domineering attitude when speaking. If it weren't for the founding ceremony of the Han and Tang Dynasties, Tang Hun had seen Hu You from afar. Knowing that Hu You was not that handsome, he would almost think that this person was Hu You.

This idea made Tang Hun's heart beat violently. This person could actually give him the feeling of Hu You. Can he show his identity from another perspective? Maybe he is a person of the same level as Hu You?

"No way."

Tang Hun paused while laying a blanket. When did the big figures in the world be so valuable and could they meet them at any time?

Although he denied such a possibility in his heart, Tang Hun couldn't help but guess the identity of this person in his heart. Could he be Honda Guiyou? Zhao Erte? Zhu Daneng?

Tang Hun guessed many people in his heart, but none of them satisfied him. Honda Kameyu is too old and Zhu Daneng is too fat, so it shouldn't be them.

"Who would it be a person of such age and so handsome?"

The more he couldn't think of the answer, the more he wanted to guess who he was.

"Is it Qin Ming?"

I suddenly remembered that once when I heard someone talk about Qin Ming’s portrait, Tang Hun blurted out.

The knife in the man behind him trembled and snorted coldly: "You are so smart."

clever?

What does that mean?

Tang Hun was a little stunned. Why did the man behind him say that?

"You... are really the Blood Shura Qin Ming?"

Tang Hun finally reacted.

It’s not that weird, why can’t anyone meet this master?

There is a legend about Qin Ming in my mind, like a tide, and it can't stop it. If you count every story about Qin Ming, it seems that no one who is close to him will have a good end.

Tang Hun was really unlucky. The person he met was really Qin Ming.

In order to fulfill his promise to Bai Xue as soon as possible, Qin Ming helped Hu You when he judged that Hu You could already have hope of unifying the Tianfeng Continent. Starting from Lin Zhengfeng, Qin Ming kicked out all the gravels that were blocking Hu You one by one. By the time Hu You announced the establishment of the Han and Tang Empire to become king, Qin Ming had killed 373 leaders of all forces. It can be said that it was Qin Ming's killing. He helped Hu You complete the last blow before he took the throne.

The murderer was sent to others. Qin Ming killed so many leaders of the forces, so those forces naturally would not let Qin Ming go. A large number of people regarded Qin Ming as their mortal enemy, used all means and tried every means to kill Qin Ming to avenge him.

This is a war without being put on the table. Qin Ming's life is almost every day in pursuit.

Qin Ming is very strong, but Qin Ming is also a human being. More than 300 forces, even if only half of them want to avenge their boss, it is not a decimal.

If you walk by the river often, you can't wet your shoes. Qin Ming's injury became a necessity. From the first injury, Qin Ming's injury has almost never healed. New and old injuries have big injuries and small injuries. Qin Ming was injured one after another but was strong. He thought of just dying, but he once asked Bai Xue to live well until he could not live anymore. He could only see him underground.

Bai Xue is no longer in this world, but she has been affecting the entire Tianfeng Continent because Qin Ming, whom she loved deeply, is here. He remembers that he promised every word Bai Xue said. No matter how difficult it is, he will do it according to his promise.

Qin Ming’s feelings for Bai Xue were not even known. When Qin Ming and Bai Xue were together, their relationship was strongest, and Hu You was not in Tianfeng Continent. That was the five years that were destined to be recorded in history, but it was also the five happiest years in Qin Ming’s life.

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Tang Hun didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. His accidental encounter with Qin Ming can be said to be a story. And helping Qin Mingzhi hurt is another story, and this story is in progress.

Qin Ming was really injured. He still had the strength to kill someone, but he was powerless to save himself. Otherwise, he would not have caught Tang Hun here.

"Maybe there will be some pain." Tang Hun glanced at the dagger that was deeply inserted into Qin Ming's stomach. He couldn't figure out whether it would hurt if it hurts like this. Why did Qin Ming's face have no sign of pain?

Qin Ming looked at Tang Hun coldly and said, "Just do it. As long as you don't play tricks, I won't do anything to you."

Is this considered comfort?

Tang Hun felt that it should be, although it was not that good.

Tang Hun would not doubt at all. If he wanted to be unfavorable to Qin Ming, Qin Ming could kill him before him. Qin Ming's eyes had already given him such a signal. It was a very clear signal.

Tang Hun and Hu You are different. Although they have a less happy childhood, Tang Hun has never cured anyone's injuries, because in the environment where he lives, he has always cured his injuries. He has broken teeth and vomited blood, and he has broken hands and he will always be himself.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Tang Hun poured the wine into a big bowl, took it to Qin Ming's mouth, and said, "You will feel better if you take a sip."

Qin Ming glanced at Tang Hun, raised his head and took a big sip. While his mouth left the big bowl, Tang Hun poured the remaining wine on his wound.

"Yeah." Even an iron man like Qin Ming groaned. At this time, it was the happiest thing to faint, but Qin Ming could not do that. He could not tell whether the young man in front of him could trust him. Just the omnipresent pursuit, he could not be careless.

Killing so many people, it was really hard to get to this point today, but Qin Ming did not regret it at all. In the eyes of others, he got nothing, but in his own eyes, he had already gotten a lot, a lot...

When Tang Hun drew his sword, he couldn't help but take a sneak peek at the place outside the knife wound. Wherever he looked, there was almost no complete piece of flesh, all kinds of wounds, some of which were already completely cured, some of which were not yet cured, and only you could not see the old ones, and there were no wounds that could not be found here.
To be continued...