Meng Xin Yi sighed, raised her hand to smooth out her collar, and continued: "I really don't know what's inside, only because it was left by that old predecessor. It's rumored to be an inexhaustible treasure, or perhaps a divine weapon that could shock the martial arts world. Some even say there's a medicine inside that can make people immortal."
Sigh, the terrible thing about rumors is that they spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred, plus some people's deliberate exaggeration. In the end, even a toothpick can be said to be a sea-calming magic needle. Just think about it, if there really was such a medicine, how could that old predecessor have died.
"However..."
Before Shen Yao Xing could finish her thoughts, Meng Xin Yi's voice paused slightly.
"However what?"
Meng Xin Yi lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the tea in front of her. She lightly tapped the table with her finger, causing a ripple in the calm tea: "However, there is a more reliable rumor that what's hidden in there... is the Jianghu Decree that can command the jianghu!"
Jianghu Decree?
Just as Shen Yao Xing was about to ask more, she saw the person who had been composed suddenly stand up, walk a few steps to the window and stand still, her gaze falling on the first floor hall.
Shen Yao Xing followed her silhouette and looked back, her expression quite puzzled.
What's going on?
"You..." Shen Yao Xing opened her mouth, but the words on the tip of her tongue stopped abruptly. It was only then that she realized that the inn, which had been as noisy as a market, was now unusually quiet. She could faintly hear the hawking sounds from the distant street.
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Realizing that something might be happening, Shen Yao Xing quickly wiped her hands clean, with a look of not wanting to miss out on the excitement, she leaned on the window sill to look down at the first floor.
The people who had been whispering to each other were now as quiet as chickens, most had lowered their heads, only a few women were staring intently at a certain place. Shen Yao Xing's curious gaze followed where they were looking, falling on the counter directly below. She saw two figures, one in black and one in white, standing there, and could clearly hear the innkeeper's voice, trembling with fear and slightly stuttering.
Shen Yao Xing propped up her head, tilted it, and looked at the tops of their heads.
The exposed skin of the person in black clothes was unusually fair, especially against the black fabric, it was pale to the point of being bloodless. Shen Yao Xing shook her head secretly, her gaze falling on the person in white clothes behind.
Snow-white robe with silver thread pattern trim, jade belt at the waist, all white but with a blood-red jade pendant hanging at the waist, shaped like a crescent moon, very eye-catching. From above, the face couldn't be seen clearly at all. Even Shen Yao Xing, who had no interest in the men of this world, was somewhat curious about what the man's face looked like.
Listening to the innkeeper's increasingly stuttering voice, could these two be background killers?
Are they extremely ugly or breathtakingly beautiful? But looking at those women's expressions, Shen Yao Xing had already guessed it was the latter. Having lived in this world for so many years, her aesthetic vocabulary had unconsciously changed, and she no longer thought any man was handsome.
A man breathtakingly beautiful...
Thinking of this, Shen Yao Xing couldn't help but think of that neither-male-nor-female person she had bumped into today, and felt a chill in her heart.
That couldn't even be called a man.
The curiosity that had risen instantly wilted.
"Who are they?" Shen Yao Xing still asked Meng Xin Yi beside her in a low voice. However, before the person beside her could answer, the person she was curious about suddenly raised his head without warning, his cold gaze colliding directly with hers.
A pair of long, narrow phoenix eyes entered her sight, the shape of the eyes extremely beautiful, inwardly hooked and outwardly upturned. From her angle, she could clearly see the dense and slightly curled long lashes and the mole below the outer corner of his left eye, which, matching those soul-stirring phoenix eyes, added a touch of bewitchment. However, those pitch-black pupils were like a bottomless abyss, showing no ripples or emotions, and the gaze that seemed to be looking at a dead person made one unconsciously shudder.
Because he was wearing a face veil, Shen Yao Xing couldn't see his features clearly, but the exposed eyebrows and eyes were enough to make one amazed. Even Shen Yao Xing couldn't help but praise, "Strangely beautiful."
The man's gaze only stayed on her face for a second before moving away, as if it was just a casual sweep.
Watching the two being personally escorted into the adjacent private room by the sweating innkeeper, Shen Yao Xing smacked her lips: "Who are those two? Why are you all like this?"