Duanmu Yawang looked up and saw the four chic and handsome characters of Tianfeng Inn. She raised her head and continued to look up. It seemed that there were three floors and the building was very beautiful.

It's just dark.

There is some light in other inns, but there is no light in Tianfeng Inn. Duanmu Yawang is about to ask if there is no one in the inn. You knock on the door."

"okay."

Duanmu Yawang reacted and reached out and knocked on the door.

After a few clicks, she stopped, but after a while, there was no movement inside.

She couldn't help it anymore, "The shopkeeper, but there is no one in the inn?"

"will not."

"Is that asleep?"

"uncertain."

The shopkeeper shook his head, pondered, and suddenly raised his head and raised his head: "Mr. Xiao, I am the shopkeeper of Liufang Pavilion. I want to ask you if I have something to do with you. I am very sorry to disturb you late at night."

The whole street was very quiet. As soon as these words came out, Duanmu Yawang believed that as long as there were people in the inn, and if they were not asleep, it would be impossible not to hear them.

However, after a while, there was still no sound.

Duanmu Yawang was thinking about whether she should not be so troublesome, so she could just go back to the suburbs. She felt a gust of wind rushing through her ears, and she suddenly felt a strong spiritual pressure approaching them.

At the same time, the palm of the wind attacked her straightly!

Duanmu Yawang's expression was stunned, and he turned and dodged, and at the same time he hit back with his palm!

"boom!"

The two spirits collided with each other, bursting out a strong spiritual pressure, emitting a loud noise in the night sky.

Duanmu Ya looked at the sound, stood still, and was about to find the enemy's location, a puff of spiritual pressure was pressed directly from her head, the spiritual pressure was extremely strong, and her scalp was suddenly numb.

She was lucky to strike back, the other party's Reliance Pressure was too strong, she still staggered two steps to be able to stabilize her footsteps.

The opponent is very strong.

Duanmu Yawang had never encountered a person who could fight her like this, but couldn't even see a figure. His face sank as he was thinking about why the other party wanted to take action against him. Behind her was the door of Tianfeng Inn. A very deep and pleasant voice came from before: "Where is the little guy, he is good."

Duanmu Yawang turned back abruptly and saw a man standing in front of the Tianfeng Inn.

This man has a long body and a handsome face. His eyes are narrow and beautiful, and his eyelids flicker with sharp light. He is wearing a dark gray robe. The robe looks very simple and looks more like a coarse cloth. The silver hair is simply rolled up partly with a wooden hairpin.

Very simple to dress up.

However, when placed on him, it does not appear simple, and there is a lazy and casual aura in his body, especially the aura revealed by his eyes when he is still moving, which should not be underestimated.

Simply put, this is an eclectic and powerful figure.

Duanmu Yawang looked seriously, the shopkeeper here finally reacted, carrying two food boxes forward, bowing respectfully to the man, and politely said: "Mr. Xiao."

"Um."

The man faintly replied, and his sharp purple eyes stared at Duanmu Yawang: "You said Floating has something to do with me? It has something to do with this little guy?"

"Exactly."

The shopkeeper said truthfully: "This is Lord Gongyu Deyin Gongyu, a foreigner. Not long after he came to Ziyun City, he encountered some troubles and wanted to find a safe place to live in, so..."

Mr. Xiao took the words: "So, Fu Lingjun thought of me?"

"Yes."

"In Fu Lingjun's eyes, my Tianfeng Inn is the place to receive trouble?"

"No, the son absolutely doesn't mean that." The shopkeeper hurriedly spoke for Fu Lingjun, "Our son believes in Mr. Inn..."

"Fine."

Mr. Xiao stretched out his hand to interrupt the shopkeeper's words casually, and said without rebuttal: "You should know the rules of Tianfeng Inn. We won't just keep people just because of your word."

The shopkeeper was startled, and quickly reacted, and asked Duanmu Yawang: "President Gongyu, do you have any tokens for you?"

"Oh, yes."

Duanmu Yawang listened to what he said, and when he was about to take out the jade pendant that Lingjun gave her, Mr. Xiao saw it, smiled lightly, raised his hand lazily and gracefully looked at Duanmu Ya and hooked his fingers, "Come here."

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang walked over obediently and stopped one meter away from the other party.

Mr. Xiao stretched his palms upwards and blocked his mouth directly: "Give me the jade pendant."

"what?"

Isn't it just a token?

Why doesn't this person play cards according to common sense and directly ask for jade pendants?

Duanmu Yawang was a little dazed, looked at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper nodded, Duanmu Yawang hesitated for a moment, and then handed the jade pendant to Mr. Xiao.

Mr. Xiao curled his lips, with a smile on his face that made his face look more beautiful. He turned the jade pendant over and looked at it for a while, and then put the jade pendant on his waist in a happy mood, "Since I have taken things, a little I can’t help but be busy."

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao."

Without a word, Mr. Xiao turned around and knocked on the door, speaking lazily, "Ling Banner, you can open the door."

Can you open the door?

Duanmu Yawang listened to this word, and somehow, he always felt that Mr. Xiao was very much like the old bustard in Goulan Yard. After the client gave the money, he said contentedly, "Girls can come down to greet the guests."

Thinking of this metaphor, Duanmu Yawang's mouth twitched, feeling that there was something wrong with her brain, and somehow he thought of such a metaphor from this lazy and expensive Mr. Xiao...

As soon as Mr. Xiao's words fell, the originally dark Tianfeng Inn, from the first floor to the third floor, was lit up in an instant. Then, the door of Tianfeng Inn was opened.

Duanmu Yawang raised his eyes and looked in. There were everything that other inns should have inside, but the decoration was more elegant and meticulous, and he knew that the owner's taste was particularly good.

Looking at the furnishings in the inn, and then at the coarse cloth on Mr. Xiao, Duanmu Yawang felt that Mr. Xiao seemed to be a bit split, wearing such a simple dress, but the interior of the inn was so beautifully decorated. It was... a unique taste.

wrong!

Duanmu Yawang felt that this was not the point. The point was that the inn was empty and no one saw it. Didn't Mr. Xiao just call him a name?

People?

Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

Duanmu Yawang was a little dazed, remembering that when Mr. Xiao was fighting her before, she didn't seem to have seen the other person, and thinking about now, she didn't see the spirit flag.

...How it's a little weird.