Mahogany green bricks, carved railings and carved platforms, the style is unique, and this inn is all made of wood. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the lobby on the first floor, the gold medal boy is eating happily in the hall with Erlang's legs crossed and two large plates of dumplings.

As the sun sets, the sky is full of enchanting orange and red, like a color that cannot be dispersed, and a thick depression is around the red sun. The main streets of the city were so few that it almost made people think it was an empty city, and under the dark sky, the wind gusted and rolled up a few fallen leaves, so that it was not depressed.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with open clothes, looking like a foreign race, he looked at a few people, and when he first saw Wei Baozi, he obviously showed a sneer, and then looked at Situ Yong and Gange with solemn faces, until he looked at Qianyu, and there was some sincerity in his expression.

The attitude of the store is enough to say something.

"How many rooms do you want?"

"Six." Qianyu replied first.

The boss was stunned, generally the inns in Sin City are crowded, two or three people share a room, this master is good, open his mouth is one person! The boss glanced at Qianyu and didn't dare to say anything, so he took the six people to the upstairs room.

"Tomorrow there will be a regular ring match in the middle of the main road in the city, and a few of you can go with Brother Jun." When I got to the door of the room, the boss opened the door and handed the key to a few people.

The room was a little dim, Situ Ji lit the lamp, turned around and asked the boss,

"Who is the gold medal boy?"

"You have seen the sign around his neck. That's the gold that only the king of points in the ring competition will display, plus the terrifying 95% win rate above, deducting the team competition that was dragged back and lost, he is a well-deserved king! ”

The boss still looked admiring, and his eyes were full of yearning.

"Among the kings of this sin city, he is the only human race, and he is not inferior to the top demon cultivators, but he has won a lot of glory for the human race." The boss sighed.

"Boss, you're also a Terran?!" Wei Baozi was puzzled, and blurted out the words. After saying that, I realized that it seemed a little offended.

The middle-aged man laughed twice, "I am naturally a human race, but a foreign race in the southeast wilderness." ”

"A few guest officers are resting, so they will retire first." The boss's sideburns are a little gray, and the gray hair shows the ravages of the years, and if he doesn't break through, I'm afraid he will die of old age in this inn.

Closing the door, a few people were in Situ Yong's room first, discussing tomorrow's challenge, because Wei Baozi's strength was weak, so a few people planned to brush up the team competition first, and bring his score first, as for the individual competition of the forging realm and the building word realm, the other five people would challenge on their own.

After a few people finished discussing, Xiao Ying took her key and walked to the door of the penultimate Tianzi No. 7 at the bottom of the corridor, and was about to open the door, when the silver hair folded into the sunlight from the windowsill at the bottom of the corridor shook into her eyes, she turned her head, a bony hand covered her hand, and snatched the key,

"Xiaoying, you are the key to the eighth room of Tianzi."

The silver-haired young man squinted his eyes half-squinted, leaned lazily against the door, and took out another key from his waist with his other hand, shaking it casually.

"This is the key to Tianzi No. 7, if you want to live here, you can come and live with me, I am always welcome."

Xiao Ying looked at the key in his hand, and a strange look appeared in his calm eyes. Obviously, the key to Tianzi No. 7 was her before.

She glanced up at Qianyu, stretched out her plain white hand under the black robe, and took the key to Tianzi No. 8 in Qianyu's hand. The pitch-black eyes looked extremely magnificent under the demonic red mole, and Xiao Ying walked to the bottom of the corridor without saying anything.

Qianyu was still leaning on the door, turned around and watched Xiao Ying open the door and enter the room, only then did she retract the corners of her mouth and walk into her room.

The night in Sin City was both calm and unquiet, and no one dared to go out and walk except for the moonlight. There are often monks who do not believe in evil spirits, who think they are strong, and go out at night to make rounds, only to disappear the next day. At night, the mournful cries of the monks and strange weeping echo through the main street.

Some say it's the ghost of a challenger slaughtered in the central ring of Sin City, some say it's the cry of a servant who was captured by Sin City to mine cassia stone, and some say it's the ghost of an unjust death in an ancient ruin, looking for a replacement ghost to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Xiao Ying recalled the formation that Qing Zan taught her, a few days of high-pressure training made her a little tired, Rao is Xiao Ying's temperament, but also a little tired, such a tossing method, no wonder it was called a pervert by the people of the Imperial Sect. The days of running on the way made her breathe a sigh of relief, put the sword on the table, and she untied the white bandage on her right hand,

A bright red open sword wound in his hand, the surroundings were already miserable, and the slightest sword qi flowed, and it had not healed for nearly a month. Xiao Ying looked at his right hand, and his eyebrows showed a trace of hard thinking that he couldn't understand, but he didn't see the pain of being injured at all.

"What kind of sword qi is this?" She muttered to herself.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Situ Yong broke in.

"I was trying to talk to you about something. The last time I invited the bell guest," the voice stopped abruptly, and Situ Yong saw the wound on Xiao Ying's right hand, the skin and flesh turned out, and it was unusually white.

"In the Nether, don't you have to knock on someone's room to enter someone's room?" Xiao Ying's cold voice came,

"Oh, ah, I'm sorry." Situ Yong saw Xiao Ying's cold expression, and was about to go out to do it again, when he suddenly seemed to realize something,

"What Nether?! Have you been to the Upper Realm? ”

"Isn't there where you can only go if you ascend?" A series of questions followed.

Xiao Ying lowered his head and continued to arrange the bandages, "I was demoted. The tone was flat, there were no ups and downs, and I didn't want to hide anything.

Situ was stunned for a moment, was demoted? Degraded from the Upper Realm? Wouldn't that be a loss of spiritual power for a while? Repair for the decline? In other words, it is very likely that she has already broken through the foundation in the upper realm?

How old she is, she looks like she's only fifteen, and that's terrifying! She's not human, she's a monster, is she?!

When Situ Yong's thoughts seemed to be hit by some fragments, his eyes widened, "You are a demon?!" The question blurted out, only to find out that it was a bit offended.

Xiao Ying narrowed her eyes, and her left hand began to bandage her right hand again, without answering Situ Yong's question directly.

"That night, in the Invitation Bell Inn, the person who lingered at the door of my room was you." The tone was categorical, there was no doubt, Situ Yong's face flushed,

"Ah, haha, how could it be me? I wasn't sleeping. ”

"There's a problem with the proprietress there, you took me to that remote inn on purpose." Xiao Ying bit the knot on his right hand with his teeth, and his tone was flat, without anger or accusation.

Situ Yong stood in the main room, his smiling expression becoming more and more serious.

"And you're not surprised at all that the proprietress is a youkai from the foundation building period." Xiao Ying analyzed slowly, and she looked Situ Ji up and down, "At that time, you only had a bone forging period. ”

Situ Ji was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "Aha, I was discovered by you, I was short of a demon pill in the foundation building period, this tree demon was released by a task in the sect affairs hall before, it's a big deal, I'll give you sect points, okay?" Don't tell anyone, it's too embarrassing! ”

"I don't want to know your purpose, and I don't want to pursue it, if it's okay, you can go." Xiao Ying wrapped his right hand and held the knife in his left hand. Recently, his right hand was injured, and it was not suitable to take the Cangyi Sword back and forth in the void, so Xiao Ying never left his sword.

Situ Yong knew that he was at a loss, and he had always had a good face, so he walked away.

Early this morning, Xuanjun still got up early and went to the kitchen with nuts to find dumplings to eat, recently I feel that the realm is improving, and the body is also expanding, a person who was originally quite thin is now about to have a double chin, Xuanjun'er can only comfort herself in growing her body.

Because of the fact that he lives at the bottom of the hallway, the sun shines in every morning, and in a dark place like Sin City, people need the warmth of the sun the most, and they need the sunlight that can light the way forward and destroy all filth and sinisterness.

As soon as Li Xuanjun opened the door of the room, he heard a "squeak", and the door of Tianzi No. 8 opposite also opened, and a girl with black hair came out, her eyes were like stars, and the sunlight through the window looked soft and docile, and Xuanjun suddenly blushed a little.

Usually there are no people living on the opposite side here, and he also told the boss Zhao San that in order for him to concentrate on cultivation at night, it is best not to arrange people, especially women. Now the row of rooms opposite is afraid that there are all people, if this matter is not Zhao San's intention, or Zhao San can't afford to provoke some of these people.

Xuanjun touched his stupid hair, and still greeted him obediently,

"Good morning." inadvertently showed his two tiger teeth and smiled silly.

"Good morning."

Xuanjun got a response, happily kicked the nut, and ran down the stairs with a slump, the golden jade plaque around his neck flying in the air. I can't see the majesty that a point king should have.

Xiao Ying turned around and closed the door, and saw Qianyu also walking out of the door.

He is still dressed in white, with silver hair, the whole person is as cold as the dust, and the warm sunlight in the early morning can't warm his tone, this guy seems to be always cold, and there is a kind of sharpness and vigilance at all times, except when he sees Xiao Ying,

The corners of his mouth rose thirty degrees, revealing what he thought was the most standard smile, "Early." ”

"Early."

Xiao Ying passed by him and went downstairs. Unlike the big movement when Xuanjun went downstairs before, she landed on the wooden steps step by step, and the footsteps seemed to be sucked away by the plank, silently.

There were still very few people in the lobby, but no one noticed that someone was coming downstairs.

After another three moments, the monks in the lobby downstairs began to increase, and Qianyu and Xiao Ying, who had risen early, gathered with the remaining four people and sat in a corner room, listening to the monks chatting in the hall.

The Golden Medal Boy is surrounded by a group of Terran blue and jade boys, who seem to belong to the same family, wearing similar black and blue clothes, but obviously with the Golden Medal Boy as the core. The boys spoke with natural pride and pride, and they listened very much to even a few words of the young man in the middle.

"I heard that there is a newcomer living in room No. 8 of Tianzi, which sect monk who is not long-eyed actually dares to disturb my Jun brother Qingxiu?!" The round-faced little monk questioned in the crowd, "Yes, don't the rats see the king's gold medal?" The other monk agreed. Senior brother is afraid that it is not easy to shoot, although we are weak, we are willing to share the worries of the senior brother, and let these newcomers know that they respect the old and love the young! A beautiful woman with a cyan sign on the side said, and her fellow disciples also echoed.

Obviously, several monks are older than the gold medal boys, but they all call them senior brothers.

"Shut up." Li Xuanjun's face became serious, although he was young, he was full of prestige. Although several Terran teenagers were a little aggrieved, they didn't dare to speak.

"Hahaha, the Terran breed just likes infighting, what I hate the most in this world, a human race, a hybrid of all races, no good thing!"

A rough and savage voice came from the third floor.