Situ Xichen and the others stayed in this small hotel for the first night.

The owner of this inn, a mature woman in her thirties, was settling today's finances at this time, and the husband of the clerk in charge of the chores, who was actually the proprietress of the proprietress at this time, was holding a few pieces of paper in his hand and looking at the things depicted on them and smiling.

"What are you smirking at? Are you done with today's work? ”

Looking at this middle-aged man's idleness, the proprietress was also helpless, looking at other people's husbands, either he has a talent in cultivation and has a high level somewhere, or he has a business mind, he is already a big boss, even if he has no talent and no brains, he knows how to work hard to supplement the family, but his husband just stays at home all day long, and doesn't do anything, why didn't she listen to her parents' advice and marry such a person?

"Wife."

With a sinister smile on her face, her husband suddenly came to the proprietress and took her hand, and said excitedly:

"From tomorrow, we don't have to open this broken store, you just wait to count the money!"

"Do you want money and want to go crazy? Instead of dreaming here, it is better to think about how to serve the rich people who came today. ”

The proprietress gave him an angry look, and then focused on the unfinished accounts, she really didn't want to deal with this daydreaming waste anymore.

"This slut, it's not a day or two to look down on me!"

A trace of displeasure suddenly flashed in her husband's eyes, and he said coldly in his heart:

"When I make a fortune tomorrow, I'm going to divorce you for anything!"

In the impression of this husband, he has never been looked up to by this slut, when he first got married, he thought that this woman was all he had, but now it seems that this damn slut has changed his mind about him, I don't know when it started, this slut has rarely let him touch it at night, he has always wanted a child, but this woman always says "Now we don't have the energy to raise children, or make money steadily", as a man, how can he tolerate no heirs!

The husband was holding the pieces of paper in his hand, and the characters depicted on them were Zhang Yiming and the others who had just moved in not long ago, and the bounty promised below was even more coveted: arrest this person - one hundred pure gold coins, and provide true information for the Ming family - thirty pure gold coins.

Although he doesn't have that much ability to earn this pure gold coin, but these thirty pure gold coins must not have run away, as long as he has this money, how can his ambition not be realized?! His wife always complains that he is not pragmatic enough, but there is no money for him to let go of his fists!

But now it's different, thirty pure gold coins, that's money that some people can't earn in their lifetimes, but he only needs to walk a few steps and say a few words to get it easily, is there a better deal in this world!?

The next day, in the early hours of the morning, the proprietress suddenly felt that there was movement around her, so she quickly got up to check, but she didn't expect that the man who was on her day would get up early in the morning unusually, and before she could ask anything, her husband went out.

She spent the day in exhaustion and abuse at her husband, wondering where the hell the waste had gone, and just as she was busy greeting the few customers in the shop, he suddenly returned, with a dozen well-armed soldiers behind her, and immediately blocked her little shop.

"...... are you?"

The proprietress was immediately blindfolded, and the customers in the store also looked terrified, if they were not mistaken, the marks engraved on the armor of those soldiers were actually the Ming family......

"Don't talk nonsense, if it ruins Lao Tzu's big thing, can you afford to lose your life!"

The husband pushed the proprietress away, and immediately said to the soldiers behind him with a flattering expression:

"My lord, they're up there."

"Hmm."

The captain at the head nodded, hurriedly deployed, and whispered:

"A few of you, stay here, a few of you, go up with me, and wait for the opportunity to act, the strength of the surname Zhang is not weak."

"Yes!"

The soldiers answered, some of them stayed at the door, and the rest followed the man who had reported it up to the second floor.

The husband of the proprietress took these soldiers to Situ Xichen's residence, and the captain did not directly order his men to open the door, but told them to stop first, and then said to the man who led the way:

"You, go over and open the door."

"Alright, sir!"

The man smiled and ran over, pushed the door open without thinking, and then ......

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded, so powerful that even the surrounding walls shattered, and the man who went to open the door like a dog leg naturally could not escape, there was no good place in the whole body, and the face was unrecognizable.

"Chase!"

As soon as the captain saw this scene, he immediately knew that their whereabouts had been exposed, and hurriedly asked the soldiers to return the same way, but he really couldn't figure out why he and the others were exposed so early.

"That shopkeeper really has bad intentions."

At this time, Situ Xichen had already left a distance from Zhang Yiming and the others, and the moment the fire he left exploded, he knew that his guess was indeed correct, in fact, he began to feel strange when he went out just now and found that there was no wanted warrant or anything like that on the road or in a conspicuous place, even if the Ming family searched so delicately, it should have been searched here for so long, but in fact, it was not shown on the bright side, he naturally had to wonder if his judgment was wrong, And now it seems that this is really the case.

The energy of the Ming family was beyond his imagination, and every wanted notice probably had no intention of being posted outside, but was handed over to every family early in the morning, and Zhang Yiming and his subordinates had actually fallen into Minggu's trap when their faces were exposed.

So when he came back, he planted a spark at the door, and the setting was probably around the god, that is to say, as long as there was a god or someone who exceeded the level of the god, he would know about it, and the spark he left in his room at the end was condensed by his temporary desperateness, as long as the door was opened, it would be triggered, the original intention was to delay the other party's footsteps, and I don't know how much effect it can have.

"It seems that from now on there is no time for us to recuperate."

Situ Xichen was still carrying Ming Xi'er behind him, and said as he ran:

"Zhang Yiming, from now on, compress the original rest time to one-tenth of the original, and it doesn't matter if you can find the portal or not, you can go as far as you can!"

"Understood."

Zhang Yiming also knows the seriousness of the situation, now Minggu can be said to be pressing step by step, and there is no way to implement the original plan well, no matter what, the most important thing is to survive first.

"You ...... Where else do you want to escape? ”

Situ Xichen suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and almost without thinking about it, he directly summoned the giggar armor with a thousand blades, and hurriedly blocked his left, and at this time, he suddenly felt an irresistible huge force from his waist, and the whole person was directly blown away more than ten meters away, and suddenly hit the wall of the house next to him, and then fell heavily.

"Ahem...... Bastard! ”

Situ Xichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't care about his injuries, and immediately prepared for battle, and less than fifty meters in front of him, a kind-looking old man looked at him with a smile, obviously the blow just now was his masterpiece.

"Attribute God...... No, at least it's a god of the throne! ”

Situ Xichen's face was extremely ugly at this time, he didn't expect such a number one person to be killed halfway, if he didn't guess wrong, this old man should be one of the eagle dogs of the Ming Mansion.

"Young man, look at your hurry, where are you going? The old man and you hit it off at first sight, why don't you go to my house and we have tea and chat? ”

The old man looked calm and relaxed, without any hurried look, with his strength, he would not be nervous when facing a few imps who had not yet reached the throne god.

"Situ!"

On the other side, Zhang Yiming reacted at this time, and hurriedly came to Situ Xichen's side, checked his injuries, and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that he was fine.

"The seniors laughed, how can the younger ones be able to drink tea with a character like Your Excellency, wouldn't it dirty the seats in your house."

Situ Xichen's face was gloomy, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape today, this old man's cultivation has already explained everything.

"Are you...... Floating! ”

Zhang Yiming was shocked when he saw the face of this old man, he didn't expect that such a big man would actually go out because of their affairs!

"Huh?"

Hearing Zhang Yiming call his name, the expression on Fu Yi's face suddenly changed a lot, and he snorted coldly:

"Who is it, let you call me by my name!"

"This man is actually the king of the Floating Dream Country!"

Situ Xichen was really frightened this time, in a country, only a dignified king can be worthy of the word "I", he never thought that the person who suddenly attacked was actually the lord of a country!

"The king of a country is actually driven by the people of the family, and it seems that this is the climate of the Floating Dream Country."

Situ Xichen sneered, the irony implied in it was already very obvious.

When Fu Yi heard this, his face changed suddenly, but he immediately returned to the previous appearance of the immortal family, and said with a smile:

"What do you know as a child, tending to the flames is the way to survive, you're from the seminary, right, I don't know how my brother is doing lately?"

"Your brother?"

Situ Xichen's face was full of suspicion, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly compared the appearance of this old man with someone in his impression, and found that there was indeed an overlap, Fu Yi's younger brother, could it be the glitz of one of the elders of the seminary?