A gloomy wind blew, and the cold air rolled wildly.
Outside the Lingyu Inn, a new guest was welcomed. This is a pale-faced man with a broken arm, wearing a purple corpse robe, looking rather tall, thin and cold, holding a purple corpse bell in his hand, shake it gently, and the bell will ring in the night Nonstop, much like a bell from hell.
Those businessmen and monks who were sitting on the wild side were alarmed again.
The chill made their hearts go numb.
"It's the corpse driver from Ziming Corpse Cave."
"The cultivation base is not low."
"There's a corpse king behind him. Could it be a corpse chaser who wants to go to the ancient Jiangfu to dig up ancient corpses?" Some old people, with a lot of knowledge, saw the truth of the sky.
The corpse hunters who can travel with the corpse king usually have names and surnames, but I have never heard of such a corpse hunter with a broken arm in Ziming Corpse Cave before, which seems rather strange.
"This guest officer, how big of a place do you want to buy?" The little servant greeted him with a jade ruler in his hand.
Butian stood there, glanced at the Lingyu Inn, and the corner of his mouth moved, "I don't live in the store, I'm here to kill!"
The little servant still greeted him with a smile and said, "No matter whoever wants to kill someone in the Lingyu Inn, it will not end well. Of course, the Lingyu Inn will not help anyone to stand out. We maintain that our own troubles will also You have to figure it out yourself."
Butian glanced coldly at the little servant, and a yin qi escaped from the skin, like a trace of cold mist, condensed into a hideous grimace, biting towards the little servant, the yin qi was extremely strong, Very cold.
Overwhelmingly shrouded the past, it seems to have turned this place into a ghost realm.
The little servant seemed to be used to all this, still holding the lantern in one hand and the jade ruler in the other, and at the moment when the grimace pressed on top of his head, a message came from the Spirit Realm Inn. The sound of an old cough was shocking, causing the mountains in the distance to vibrate, echoing like a bell.
"Bang!"
The grimace shattered and turned into a trace of ghost fog.
Butian's body was shaken, he stepped back nine steps in a row, and stepped on nine deep footprints on the ground. He retreated more than ten feet away, and he barely stabilized his body.
The little servant smiled and said, "I miss you coming to the Lingyu Inn for the first time, spare your life, punish you with a small punishment, and don't make such a low-level mistake in the future."
There is a trace of blood on the corner of Butian's mouth. Although his face is still calm, his heart is extremely shocked. The other party just coughed and injured himself. What kind of powerhouse is hidden in a small inn
He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and then walked towards the Lingyu Inn without saying a word, stepping into the inn made of white stones. It was built like a stone temple, but it was not There is no deity and Buddha, but a stone fox.
Of course, since it's an inn, it's natural to have good wine, good meat, and a pretty girl in the account.
Although the Lingyu Inn has a great reputation, there are really not many people, five fingers can count them.
That little servant holding a ruler in his hand, his name is "Uncle Buddy", which is what people call him and also his name. He is mainly in charge of the reception of guests and everything outside the Lingyu Inn.
This accountant girl was born very beautiful, and her appearance was comparable to the daughters of those big families.
"Lingyu Inn, there are ten heavenly-sized rooms, twenty ground-sized rooms, and thirty herringbone-sized rooms..." Little Er blinked his bright eyes, holding a bronze pen in his hand, with a smile on his face.
Her name is "Little Er".
"Give me a room with a heavenly name." Patching Heaven said.
"Gone!"
"Then give me a room with a local name." Butian said.
"No more."
Butian's eyes became displeased, and he said, "There should be a herringbone room, right?"
"It's still gone."
"Then why are you talking so much?" Butian slapped the stony desk with a savage punch. If it wasn't for the strong man in the depths of the spiritual realm, he would have given the second to one at this moment. Slap to death.
Xiao Er still had a smile on his face and said, "I want to tell you that although the upper-class room is gone, there is still a firewood room. If you pay five spirit stones, you can sleep in it for a night."
Butian's mouth let out a sneer, "giggling". He was the eldest disciple of Ziming Corpse Cave Master, but he didn't expect to be humiliated in front of a cashier girl. Corpse fog.
Feng Feiyun was sitting under a stone pillar, and on the table were the meat of eight different beasts, including unicorn beef, ferret meat, snow deer meat, white pottery jade rabbit meat... Zhu Guo Meijiu kept his eyes on Butian's body.
"It's the corpse hunter from Ziming Corpse Cave." Bai Ruxue said in a low voice.
Feng Feiyun nodded and smiled: "I can feel the killing intent in him, and Lingjue told me that he came to kill me."
"Then you can still laugh?" Bai Ruxue said.
Feng Feiyun laughed even more happily, and focused many people's attention on him, without suppressing his voice, and said, "Spiritual Inn is not a place to kill people, even if he wants to kill me, I'm afraid he can't kill me. ."
In the distance, Bu Tian naturally heard Feng Feiyun's laughter, took the corpse light on his palm, stared at Xiao Er coldly, and then moved his body sideways and fell in front of Feng Feiyun, turning Feng Feiyun's body. Feiyun looked at it, narrowed his eyes, and said, "It's really you, I've heard that you're a madman, and when I saw you today, it's really not an ordinary madman."
Xiao Er's eyes looked curiously here, is this going to kill? Really looking forward to it.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "I know you can't kill me, shouldn't I be crazy?"
Butian's killing intent was still very strong, but he quickly subsided. He naturally knew that this was not the place to kill Feng Feiyun, so he sat down directly.
His attitude became extremely fast, showing that he was not a reckless person.
Butian sat on the side of the table where Feng Feiyun was sitting.
The stiff body of the corpse king also sat down and sat on the other side.
Bai Ruxue frowned. She really didn't want to sit on a table with a corpse king. Feng Feiyun saw that she didn't want to stay here anymore, and said, "Let's go! Let's go back to the room."
After the two left, Butian ate meat and drank heavily, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, that was the smile of a winner.
Many people showed expressions of disappointment. They thought that the two would fight, but they did not expect that one of the teenagers would retreat and miss a good show in vain.
Someone sneered and said: "I was so scared and ran away, what a coward."
Although his voice was small, he was still heard by Feng Feiyun. He stopped and looked in the direction from which the voice came. He saw a man from Gujiang who was more than five meters tall, dressed in primitive animal skins and had thick eyebrows. Eyes, with long black hair like a wire, and a burly body, much like a gorilla.
He was carrying a bone stick on his back, and he couldn't tell it was the bone of a savage beast, but the animal nature exuded from the bone was enormous, even bigger than the breath of a living spirit beast.
"Originally, I didn't want to make a big fight at the Lingyu Inn, but someone insisted on provoking me." Feng Feiyun said.
That Gujiang fierce man said: "If you can't win, you just can't win, so why make excuses for yourself?"
"Which eye do you see that I can't beat him?" Feng Feiyun said.
That ancient frontier fierce man stared like a thunderball the size of two fists, and said: "Your cultivation is only the fourth level of destiny, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of a half-step giant. The Corpse King accompanies him, as long as he has eyes, he will see that you are not his opponent."
The eyesight of this ancient warrior is very unusual, and he can see through Feng Feiyun's cultivation base at a glance. Those super giants who have reached the eighth level of Destiny cannot do this.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "People with eyes, but what they see is not the truth."
Butian laughed coldly, his voice dared to be dry, and said, "So, are you going to fight?"
"Who told me that this person loves face and can't stand the aggression of others." Feng Feiyun was also smiling.
The accountant girl was extremely excited and said: "Although the Lingyu Inn prohibits killing and fighting, if it happens in the black mountain jungle outside the inn, we are also happy to watch the battle."
Outside the Lingyu Inn, there is a primitive jungle. Looking from a distance, the black mountains are ups and downs. There are countless beasts and raptors hidden inside. It is extremely dangerous. The earth trembled.
"A person who loves face is suffering! A young man, without a strong strength or a strong background, it is best to endure it, keep your head down, take it softly, and maybe you can survive tonight." An old man in a gray cloth robe persuaded road.
"Ziming Corpse Cave is not a messy master, even if you escape to the Spirit Domain Inn, it's useless, you can't hide in this Inn forever, the proprietress of this Inn is a greedy woman, once you lose your spirit Shi give her, even if you are a giant, you will be kicked out." Some people think that Feng Feiyun offended Ziming Corpse Cave and was hunted down, so he fled to the Lingyu Inn for refuge.
They think so, it is reasonable. If a young disciple like Feng Feiyun really has a strong backer, how can he bring a beautiful girl to this poor mountain and bad water
Feng Feiyun is naturally not afraid of mending the sky. Although the cultivation base of mending the sky is powerful, the corpse king's combat power is also terrible, but if you want to kill Feng Feiyun, this strength is still not enough. Fengfeiyun alone is comparable to a giant. At the peak speed, they can only eat ashes behind.
The reason why Feng Feiyun took on the challenge was naturally not because he was provoked by such fierce people from the ancient border, but because he suddenly changed his attention, that was because he smelled a smell in the inn, a smell that he could no longer be familiar with. , enchanting.
Just at that moment, a demonic energy floated over from the depths of the Lingyu Inn.
There was a monster in the Lingyu Inn, which made Feng Feiyun excited and vigilant, so he planned to lead the monster out, so he agreed to fight Bu Tian to death.