The shopkeeper knew Mingyu, and when he saw Mingyu arguing with others, he hurriedly ran over, bent down and grabbed Mingyu's slender arm, and persuaded him: "Stinky beggar uncle, don't worry about them generally, your friends are still waiting for you." ”

No matter how many good deeds you have done, the ones who can remember them are the ones who know how to be grateful, otherwise no matter how much you do, even if someone says bad things about you, then you are a bad person. As Mu Lingtian's friend, Mingyu was a little worthless for Mu Lingtian, so he broke the hand of the shopkeeper, crossed his hands on his waist, turned to stare at the few people who spoke, and said loudly: "You white-eyed wolves, you only know how to chew the root of your tongue all day long, where were you when the child disappeared? ”

One of the men sneered and said loudly: "I didn't lose the child, why should I save it? And you said that it was the sword demon who saved it, who saw it? And I heard that it was obviously saved by a beggar, what is the matter with his sword demon?"

"That's right, I'm that beggar, it's I who saw the sword demon fight with the black-clothed man in the Ice Cold Palace and rescue the children in the town. Even when the Sword Demon went to the Ice Cold Palace, I followed alongside. Mingyu argued angrily.

"Is that the beggar him?"

"Could it be that he has something to do with the Sword Demon?"

The people in the inn showed a hint of horror, and whispered about it, and the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment when he heard Mingyu's words, thinking of Mingyu's two friends, and couldn't help but look at Mu Lingtian and Luoxue.

The person who argued with Mingyu didn't know if it was because of the fear of the sword demon, or because of his weak heart, as if he had no confidence, and stammered: "You, what do you have, what evidence?"

Mingyu snorted coldly, took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, and said with a little anger: "Here is the one and a half million taels snatched from the Ice Cold Palace, this is the evidence." ”

Everyone looked at the silver ticket in Mingyu's hand, dumbfounded, and the entire hall of the inn was silent.

Mingyu came up with iron-clad evidence, which was indeed enough to convince people, and after a period of silence, the people in the inn whispered and whispered, and Mingyu, who was angry, pursed his lips and said coldly: "Hmph, to tell you the truth, the sword demon is in this inn now, and it is in this hall! ”

Everyone was shocked, their backs were cold, and they all looked around.

The sword demon has two characteristics, the first is that there is a pitch-black sword in his hand, and the second is that he is accompanied by a beautiful woman who has captivated the country and the city beside him, both of which Mu Lingtian completely matches.

A few days ago, Mingyu laughed with the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper didn't think so, but now looking at the silver ticket in Mingyu's hand and looking at Mu Lingtian in the distance, the shopkeeper was stunned.

Everyone's eyes also turned to Mu Lingtian, Mingyu strode forward, came to Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue, and said in a serious but slightly naïve manner: "Let me introduce you to you, this is your so-called sword demon." ”

"Sword Sword Sword Demon..."

"Could it be that he is really a sword demon..."

Looking at Mu Lingtian, everyone was stunned and whispered in amazement.

"Gollum—"

The drunken man in yellow swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

The shopkeeper had already roughly guessed Mu Lingtian's identity, followed behind Mingyu, and came to Mu Lingtian's side, trembling, slightly scared, and asked, "Great hero, you really..."

Mu Lingtian didn't want to pay attention to this, interrupted the shopkeeper's words, and said calmly: "Little second brother, please bring our food." ”

"Ah, good. The shopkeeper's mind was blank, he had lost the ability to think about problems, just like a puppet, hearing Mu Lingtian's words, he hurriedly ran towards the kitchen, not daring to slack off.

"Let's see if you dare to make things up in the future. Mingyu muttered slightly, gave everyone a roll of his eyes, sat down next to Mu Lingtian, glared at Mu Lingtian, and said with a little anger: "I said what's the matter with you, what about the sword demon? Don't you care if people scold you?"

"Then what do you say I should do? kill them? or scold them back? And then what? I can control their mouths?" Mu Lingtian smiled calmly, flipped the teacup on the table, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup of tea for Mingyu, looking like a young man who saw through it, and didn't care.

Mingyu glared at Mu Lingtian again, looking old and heavy, hating iron but not steel, took a deep breath, put down the teacup, shook his head and said: "It's really that the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, I will give you so much heart! No wonder you want to be misunderstood, you are all self-inflicted." ”

Although the sword demon didn't get angry, didn't kill anyone, and didn't even say a word, there were still people who left the inn in a panic under the horror in their hearts.

The shopkeeper quickly came over with the food, although he was a little apprehensive and a little scared, but after all, he had been in contact with Mu Lingtian, and he didn't feel that Mu Lingtian was as terrifying as rumored.

"Daxia, your meal. The shopkeeper was a little nervous, with a hint of an embarrassed smile, and stammered, everything else is normal.

Mingyu looked sideways at the shopkeeper and asked, "Are you afraid of him too?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Mu Lingtian, hurriedly moved his gaze to Mingyu, and said incoherently: "I'm so scared, I'm not afraid, after all, it's not the first time I've seen a hero, so it's possible, knowing the identity of a hero, I'm a little excited." However, I believe that Daxia is a good person. ”

"You said you weren't afraid, what did you talk about? I didn't kill you, I didn't beat you. Mingyu said casually, stretched out his claws, and tore off a large piece of roast goose leg.

The shopkeeper looked at Mu Lingtian with a slightly timid gaze, and said with some embarrassment: "I, isn't I a thief?"

"Poof"

Seeing that the shopkeeper was enduring the complicated emotions in his heart, Luo Xueyu's fingers lightly covered his lips, and his beautiful eyes bent a little arc, and he couldn't help laughing, he really captivated the country and the city.

The shopkeeper looked at the falling snow and smiled, the tension in his heart was much less, and he quickly explained: "Ah no, no, no, I wasn't talking about heroes a few days ago? ”

"It's okay, you go get busy first. Mu Lingtian said lightly.

"Okay, okay, you use it slowly, use it slowly, and you have something to command. The shopkeeper turned around and left.

Mu Lingtian took out a letter from his arms, put it on the table and pushed it to Mingyu: "You take this letter and send it to any store in Wu Ji in Jiangnan, just say that I asked you to transfer it to Wu Yi, and when the time comes, you don't have to worry about the rice grain." ”

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