The middle-aged man who was walking away quickly with his two children couldn't help but tense up when he saw this scene. He quickly protected his two children and retreated to a distance, looking at the inn with worried eyes.
In this day and age, how could there be people like them who would care about the lives of others? He was originally a little annoyed to be woken up and kicked out in the middle of the night, but when the other party explained the reason, he had to be convinced.
Looking at this situation again, the enemies of the young people in the inn should be these people, right? Looking at the monks who surrounded the inn, each of them had a restrained cultivation level, and it was obvious at a glance that they were middle-level masters, which made him worry about those young people.
"Dad, there are so few of them, will they be killed by these people?" The girl held her father's arm tightly with one hand, half of her body hiding behind her father, looking at the scene in front of her with some fear.
Murderous aura permeated the air. Even though they had retreated to a corner, they could still clearly feel the cold, oppressive, and alluring aura.
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "That shouldn't be the case! They look... pretty strong."
Although I don't know the strength of those people in the inn, but, seeing that none of the men looked panicked, and they obviously knew that they would have enemies coming, maybe they were confident
In the middle of the night, apart from those who were driven out of the inn, there was no one else on the street. Those who were still complaining and refusing to leave, when they saw the monks surrounding the inn, their faces changed and they quickly retreated without caring about anything else.
Because those people's target was Fengjiu and others in the inn, they just glanced at them coldly, and when they saw them retreat on their own, they did not make things difficult for them.
A group of monks came flying in the sky on swords. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that they were eight monks carrying a sedan chair. The group of people stopped in an open area of the inn. The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, revealing a masked man sitting inside.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Everyone immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully.
The middle-aged man who retreated to a distance with his two children looked at the badges on the arms of the eight people carrying the sedan chair and the mark on the sedan chair. His face suddenly turned pale, his body trembled, and he quickly covered his children's mouths and took them away quickly.
The man sitting in the sedan chair looked at the lighted inn in front of him, turned the thumb on his thumb, glanced around, and asked, "Has King Shura's men not arrived yet?"
"My lord, they haven't arrived yet." A monk said respectfully.
"Tsk, you coward, it seems that you have suffered a loss and are afraid of them now."
The man in the sedan sneered, a hint of contempt and disdain flashed across his eyes. He stared at the inn in front of him, and a word filled with cold murderous intent came out of his mouth, clearly reaching everyone's ears and echoing in the air.
"attack!"
"yes!"
The monks took the order and responded in a deep voice. They stood up, drew the swords at their waists, and spiritual energy surged on their bodies. The next moment, the people surrounding them attacked the lighted inn from all directions.
The overwhelming murderous aura permeated the air. In the night, a long sword with a cold glow and spiritual energy slashed towards the inn with a strong airflow. A wisp of figure rushed into the inn. Baidu "天医凤九杰众文学" to read the latest chapters for free.