The village and town are very small, there are only a few dozen households, because the Demon Sect was shocked by the Spirit Sword Sect and fell silent, the people in the villages and towns also dared to light the lamps in the middle of the night, if this was changed to before the Demon Sect disappeared, those ordinary people were closed early, shrunk in the house and did not dare to come out, where would there be lights?

In the center of the village and town, there is a small wooden two-story building, and the canvas hanging next to the small building has long been burned off under the destruction of the Demon Cult, and only the word 'stack' remains.

"There's an inn up ahead." Ling Feng stopped in the middle of the air outside the village and town, and his sharp eyes saw the somewhat dilapidated inn at a glance, "Let's go down now, go in, so as not to attract unnecessary attention." ”

Zihuan nodded, and fell to the ground with Lingfeng, "Hey, you see that this village and town have been destroyed like this, those demon demons of the Demon Sect are really hateful, damn it!" Seeing the dilapidated appearance of the village and town, Zihuan immediately thought of what the Demon Sect had done, and immediately became indignant, clenched his pink fist, and said coldly.

"Yes." Lingfeng nodded, but he was not as emotional as Zihuan, I don't know how many ordinary people suffer or are slaughtered every day in this world, if you have to worry about everything, then even if you are a saint, you can't control it, right?

Seeing Lingfeng's indifferent look, Zihuan snorted coldly and said unevenly: "Hey, look at your attitude?" As if it had nothing to do with you that these people were killed by the Demon Cult, we are righteous people, if your father and mother were among the people slaughtered by them, would you still be like this? ”

When he heard the words "father and mother", Lingfeng's emotions that did not fluctuate suddenly changed, and a fierce aura instantly locked Zihuan, and the cold killing intent was like ice, which made Zihuan shudder, Lingyuan's matter is the pain that Lingfeng has always hidden in his heart, so far, his father still doesn't know life and death, Zihuan's words are undoubtedly poking Lingfeng's pain points.

Zihuan was taken aback by the killing intent released by Lingfeng's sky, she clearly felt that the invisible killing intent seemed to be able to tear her apart, her pretty face turned pale, and she said timidly: "You...... What happened to you? Angry again? ”

Ling Feng took a deep breath and calmed down the chaotic aura, "Don't mention my father's affairs to me in the future." Ling Feng's voice was a little cold, but there was a little endless pain mixed in the cold.

Zihuan was so smart, he immediately understood that the killing intent on Lingfeng's body was caused by mentioning his father, "Maybe he is a hard-working person......" Zihuan muttered in his heart, Lingfeng's performance, it was easy to guess that he might be an orphan, or for what reason he couldn't be with his father.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......" Zihuan lowered his head, didn't dare to look at Lingfeng, and whispered.

Lingfeng was stunned when he heard this, looking at Zihuan's appearance as if he had made a mistake and was waiting for the child to be taught by adults, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, this daughter is not useless, at least she knows how to figure out other people's thoughts, smiled gently, and patted Zihuan's fragrant shoulder, "I'm sorry just now, it's just that there are some things, I really don't want to mention it now......"

"Yes." Zihuan raised her head, and when she saw the gentle smile on Ling Feng's face, she couldn't help but smile playfully, "Don't pull it, let's go." ”

The two of them spoke in very soft voices, and they were suppressed by spiritual power, so they didn't alarm the ordinary people who were already asleep, and walked all the way to the door of the inn, they glanced at each other, and paused at the same time.

The door of the inn was not closed, and there were a dozen or so drinking people sitting in front of a few polished and shiny tables, and under the dim oil lamp, the shadows of those people were imprinted on the windows, and they kept beating with the light.

In front of the counter, a boss in his forties was sitting on a chair, holding his chin with one hand, looking at a table of guests who were drinking wine with some tired eyes. It's hard to serve. "Those guests have been drinking since the afternoon, but the dishes on the table are still the same as the first few orders, for this innkeeper, if the guests don't leave, you can't go to the house.

"Alas......" sighed, the innkeeper leaned back in the chair a little impatiently, and in the next second, his eyes were attracted by two men and women in black robes, walking in the inn, among which the man was full of heroism, and the woman was extremely smart, at a glance, it was by no means an ordinary person.

These two people are naturally all Lingfeng and Zihuan, and when they met such two characters, the boss's eyes suddenly brightened, and he quickly nodded at the two of them, "Two, do you want to stay in the hotel?" ”

Ling Feng glanced at the people sitting at the table, and after confirming that they were just ordinary people, he said to the boss: "Boss, come to two clean rooms, and send some more restaurants." ”

The boss's eyes welled up with surprise, he originally thought that Lingfeng and Zihuan were a couple, when he heard Lingfeng open his mouth to ask for two rooms, he immediately understood that they might not be husband and wife, but he showed an apologetic expression, "Guest officer, I'm sorry, now there is only one room left in the small shop upstairs No. 23, look ......"

Ling Feng frowned, there was only one room left, so wouldn't he want to live with that aunt and grandmother? Glancing at the purple ring that wanted to stop talking, Lingfeng nodded, "Boss, let's go one by one, remember to send some food later." "Lingfeng didn't care too much about the room, since they had already arrived at the inn, they couldn't go out and sleep on the street just because there were only rooms left, right? Throwing down a few pieces of broken silver, Ling Feng pulled the purple ring with a displeased face and went upstairs together.

When Lingfeng and Zihuan went upstairs, the boss raised his head and looked at the moldy stairs, and a strange evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Finally, two rich masters ...... came."

Ling Feng led Zihuan to walk in the dim corridor, he glanced at Zihuan with an extremely reluctant expression, and said, "Zihuan, don't you think there is a problem with the boss just now?" ”

Zihuan was stunned, and said in his heart, wouldn't it be you who came to tease me with this boring topic again, and glanced at Lingfeng Bai, "I don't think there's anything wrong with him?" ”

"There must be something wrong with him, I felt a sudden murderous intent emanating from him as I went upstairs." Ling Feng and Zihuan continued to walk, with their keen spiritual sense, Ling Feng could feel even the subtle murderous aura on the body of an immortal cultivator of the same rank, let alone an ordinary mortal.

"You're overthinking." Zihuan didn't think so, "It's here, the twenty-three." While speaking, they had already arrived at the door of the room, Ling Feng took a step forward, pushed open the door of the room, and suddenly a damp breath came to his face, frowning, Ling Feng took the lead in stepping into the room.

With a flick of his fingers, a blue flame accurately lit the oil lamp on the table, and the light emitted by the oil lamp suddenly illuminated the originally dark room.

Zihuan walked into the room and closed the door with her backhand, after which she covered her nose and said, "What a rotten room, a musty smell." ”

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and wiped a stool, put it in front of him and looked at it, there was no dust on his hands, it can be seen that this room has been cleaned, although the condition is a little worse, but it is still clean.

"Zihuan, don't complain, this place is not as good as the Spirit Sword Sect, it's good that we can have a place to live." Ling Feng sat on the stool, and his spiritual sense was released, sensing any movement around him.

Zihuan sighed, walked to the side of the bed and glanced at some old quilts, frowning, she also knew that the conditions outside were definitely not as good as the Spirit Sword Sect, since it had already come out, she had to endure it, "Anyway, it's already like this, then let's stay for the time being, but let's talk in advance, I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the stool, if you dare to plot against this girl, you will fight for this life, and this girl will also kill you." ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes widely, he was not shameless enough to live in a room with Zihuan, so he had any thoughts about her, "Am I that kind of person?" ”

"Not that kind of person, specializing in that kind of thing!" Zihuan spread out the quilt, and the heavy smell of sweat from the quilt made her sleepless, and she threw the quilt aside, sat on the bed and played with her hair.

"Why don't you sleep?" Lingfeng saw Zihuan's move and said strangely.

"Look at this quilt, it's full of stinky sweat, I want to sleep, how can I lie down?" Zihuan had a bitter face, on the one hand, the quilt was too unpleasant, and on the other hand, she was afraid that Lingfeng would do something to her.

Lingfeng shook his head, and said in his heart that he really shouldn't have taken her out just because she grabbed her handle, "Since you don't want to sleep, then come over and let's chat." ”

"It's fine." Zihuan walked to the side of Lingfeng and sat down, she was just about to speak, the door was suddenly kicked open by a strong force, and then, rushed into more than a dozen big men with tigers and bears, these dozen big men were holding big knives in their hands, and on the sharp blades, reflecting the cold light.

"Hand over all the money you have, uncle, I can spare your life." One of the big men stepped forward and said in a rough voice.

Ling Feng rubbed his forehead with one hand, and said helplessly: "As soon as I landed on my feet, a group of robbers came, which is really unlucky." ”

"What do you say? Hurry up and hand over the money! Seeing that Ling Feng looked fearless, the big man who spoke just now slashed at Ling Feng's neck with a wave of his big knife.

Just when the big knife was about to slash at Ling Feng's neck, Ling Feng's body suddenly disappeared on the stool, and with more than a dozen dull sounds of physical contact coming from the room, the dozen or so big men didn't react to what was going on, so they hugged their heads one by one, lay on the ground and wailed.

In a flash, Ling Feng appeared strangely on the stool where he was sitting, clapped his palms, twisted his neck, and there was a sound of bones intertwining in the air, "I'm afraid you found the wrong person to rob today...... Ling Feng's tone was very calm, but in the ears of those big men, it was like hearing the sound of the judge announcing the sentence, and the sound of begging for mercy continued to sound for a while.

"Big brother, let us go, we were also forced, the neighborhood has been plagued by the Demon Sect before, and the families of several of us have also been killed by the Demon Sect, in order to survive, we have to come out and rob."