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"Are there any vacancies here?" said Yu Yu in a nice voice.

In fact, when she is not angry or angry, the first feeling she gives people is still very gentle, but when others anger her, the whole image is completely different.

"Yes, there are ......"

A bad old man in his sixties walked over with his head bowed and bent over, looking timid that no one dared to offend.

You followed the old man to an inconspicuous corner, where there happened to be an empty chair, but there was no empty table, and the chair was a little worn and dusty, and I don't know where to find it.

The old man picked up a broken towel on his shoulder and wiped it back and forth several times, and asked someone to find a new towel to wipe it again, and then he shamelessly said: "Wronged girl." ”

You just glanced at the old man lightly, and did not mean to sit down.

She looked around, most of them had been redone, they should eat, they should drink, as if they didn't put her in their eyes, but there were a few people at the table who looked at Youru carefully, and when they saw Youruo, they also withdrew their gaze.

When you felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind, she turned around without hesitation.

The man was in his thirties, with a fat face and big ears, and a thick beard around his mouth and on both sides of his cheeks, giving him a sense of rampant and rudeness.

Seeing the big man sitting in the middle, and the tables and chairs are all brand new, looking at the dilapidated chairs in front of him is a great contrast.

She was worried that she had nowhere to sit and rest, but now it seemed to be an opportunity.

You smiled at the big man, and glanced at the chair next to her with some disgust, she was about to sit down, but the big man hurriedly walked over.

"Old thing, this broken chair is also a human sitting?" the big man shouted at the old man, then squinted his eyes and looked at Youruo, and said in a low voice, "What's more, how can such a wonderful person like a girl be treated like this?"

The old man was greeting the other guests, and when he heard the shouting, he hurriedly walked over, and said with a panicked face: "Master Fan, there is really no place to sit here, and this chair is already the only one." ”

It turned out that this person's surname was Fan, and it seemed that he should be a casual cultivator, and he had a good reputation, and there were many people around him who wanted to look at him coldly and expressed dissatisfaction, but no one said anything.

"Say it again. Fan Dahan waved his sleeves, and his powerful strength directly blasted the old man far away, just in front of a guest table, if he hadn't been held up, I was afraid that this blow would have to be half crippled.

Seeing that Fan Dahan was so vicious, Yu Yu frowned, and walked directly to his original seat and sat down: "I just want to sit here." ”

"Huh?" Fan Dahan's face sank, but then he became pleasant again: "It turns out that the girl has taken a fancy to my position, and I said it earlier, how can I Fan Xing not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"It's so hard to pity the jade, shouldn't you give some compensation for hurting someone?" You looked at the bad old man who was injured by Fan Xing, with sympathy.

Fan Xing was willing to give up his seat to Youru because he had other thoughts, but Youru was so ruthless, which made Fan Xing very unhappy.

He looked at the old man coldly, deliberately slowed down his tone and said, "What compensation do you want?"

The old man looked at Fan Xing's murderous eyes, where did he dare to ask for any compensation, he was already thankful for his life.

"No, it's nothing. The old man stood firm, clutching his waist in pain, still smiling and timid as a mouse.

"Hmph!" Fan Xing glanced at the old man, as if to talk about your acquaintance.

Seeing Fan Xing persecuting the old man with coercion in front of a room full of people, Yu Ruo became angry: "You have to give it today, and if you don't give it, you have to give it." ”

Fan Xing has experienced so many things, and at this time, he can't see that Youru is finding fault, how can he get mixed up?

The coldness on his body was undoubtedly revealed, and he stared at Youruo and said: "You are too ignorant, don't rely on your own posture to not know the height of the sky." ”

You slap the table, angry, what is called relying on posture, she is relying on her ability.

Fan Xing looked at the table that was smashed by Youyi, and his face was a little more solemn.

The two were about to make a move when the door of the inn was pushed open again.

A man in white walked in, his body was dignified, the bridge of his nose was high, his thin lips were pursed, and his whole face looked perfectly handsome, but his eyes were like cold stars, which made people dare not look directly.

He had a white sword in his hand, he couldn't tell what material it was made of, but it was definitely not any metal, and no one had even seen such a thing, like jade and not jade, like the teeth of some kind of divine beast but it wasn't.

The man just glanced at Yu Yu and then withdrew his gaze, his eyes were arrogant and cold, but there was endless tenderness flashing in his eyes.

This person is Qinglin.

Qinglin waved his hand, and a table in the corner was directly lifted away, and the food on the table and the people sitting around the table were thrown into the distance in an instant, but the table rebounded back and fell exactly in its original position, but it was extremely clean at this time.

"Serve me a good jug of wine. Qinglin sat down at the table and said in a cold voice.

It became quieter, and everyone turned their eyes to Qinglin, but they dodged again.

Soon someone came up with a pot of wine, Qinglin poured a bowl for himself and drank it all, and then he said without caring about himself: "You continue." ”

The gloomy heart was already uneasy, what did he mean by that? Pretending not to know himself or not wanting to take care of himself?

It's just right not to speak, and when she finishes cleaning up Fan Xing, she quickly finds a chance to get out, she doesn't want to see him anyway.

Qinglin's words fell, Fan Xing reacted, he looked at Youru with a hint of teasing: "The sword has no eyes, your tender face, if it is scratched a little skin, uncle, I will be distressed, you are gentle with me, I ...... before"

"Bang", before Fan Xing's words were finished, there was a crisp sound in the inn, like the sound of a whip.

Fan Xing was unexpectedly pumped out of his defense, and a red mark was revealed diagonally, and even the flesh and blood inside were slightly bloomed, it seemed that the strength of Youyu was not small.

"You woman looks weak, but I didn't expect to be so ruthless. Fan Xing glanced at his body and raised his head, his eyes were sharp and sinister.

"There's even more ruthless, you'll know who the grandson is later. ”

You Ruan pressed forward empty-handed, and each blow made a deafening whip sound, which made people's hearts feel chills.

Fan Xing pulled out his sword to resist strongly, although he was slightly disadvantaged, but he did not mean to lose.

There was a lot of noise, either the tables and chairs were broken, or the plates and bowls were broken, and the whole inn was in a mess by the two of them.

Qinglin drank a few bowls of wine, I don't know if the wine jug was empty, or if he had endured it to the limit, only to hear the sound of "pop", the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking, and his palm was suddenly stained red with blood.

Everyone present sensed that something was wrong, and no one dared to speak out looking at Qinglin's cold face.

This tranquility was completely shattered with Qinglin's move.

Yu Yu was startled, seeing that Fan Xing had been forced to retreat, but Qinglin stepped out to stop it, just grasping the hidden golden silk in the palm of his hand.

"What are you doing?" Youru glared at Qinglin angrily, with hostility, was he trying to help Fan Xing deal with himself?

Qinglin dragged it casually, and his secluded body was swept into Qinglin's arms along with the golden silk.