The scorching summer sun shone directly on the tiled house, Chen Changxiao walked against the wall blocking the sun, passed through several connections, saw the inn where Mo Jingyao was from a distance, raised his hand and touched his forehead, from yesterday to now, he has always been vigilant, after all, that thing is really worse than death, but he doesn't want to suffer a second time.

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a large crowd ran forward, and after a while, the inn where Mo Jingyao was located was surrounded by an airtight air, Chen Changxiao was not interested, turned his head and walked, took a few steps, and passed by a few middle-aged men beside him who were walking quickly, and their unobstructed conversation reached Chen Changxiao's ears.

"I heard that the Huang Family Inn came to the peerless beauty yesterday!"

"Isn't it, the ninth young master of the Jia family came here to drink yesterday, and immediately went back to tell the master after seeing it, no, he came in a carriage early this morning!"

"Tsk, we people from Yanjiang City, who doesn't know that the ninth young master of the Jia family is notoriously lustful, he is only sixteen years old, and I don't know how many girls from good families have been ruined!"

"This can't be done, the Jia family is rich and rivals the country, and the government collects money and turns a blind eye, not to mention, the Jia family and the state official Li family are still family friends, so he can only let him run rampant, hey, I just hope that girl will leave as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be uncomfortable!"

After hearing what they said, Chen Changxiao's body trembled, his pupils dilated, and he turned his head sharply to look at the Huang Family Inn where Mo Jingyao was.

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In front of the inn, I saw a rich carriage with golden light braked on two wheels, the curtain was lifted, and a sixteen young man in a gold-patterned robe got off quickly, only to see that although he was a man, he was wearing heavy makeup, the rouge powder on his face was thicker than that of the Qinglou woman, shallow eyebrows and small eyes, his nose was flat as if there was nothing, he was thin and short, he looked like one meter and two feet at most, and he looked a little sluggish when he walked.

The young man with heavy makeup walked into the inn quickly with a playful smile on his face, followed by several strong men, and the old man in sackcloth hooked his back and carefully rolled off the horse, pestle the crutches and shouted to the ninth young master to slow down.

The Ninth Young Master entered the house, grabbed a junior and pushed him to his knees, the latter didn't dare to resist, and shouted to the Ninth Young Master with a sad face.

The shopkeeper thought that there was a troublemaker, and walked out of the kitchen with anger on his face, and when he saw that it was a nobleman, his two old eyes narrowed into crescents, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes condensed into a ball, and he immediately walked with his body and said: "Ouch, what kind of wind blew Young Master Jia Jiu here today, how can you not inform the little one, the little one is far away, and the sin is sinful!"

The Ninth Young Master rolled his eyes, reached into his pocket with his right hand and took out two taels of gold and threw them to the shopkeeper, raised his head and said, "Quick, call out the beauty in your shop to Young Master Ben!"

As soon as the words fell, several servants behind him followed Ying Ying: "Quick, call out!"

The shopkeeper carefully took the gold, and the smile on his old face seemed to be more wonderful than when he married his daughter-in-law, and asked with a smile: "I don't know who the beauty you are talking about? ”

After hearing this, the Ninth Young Master frowned and slapped the shopkeeper in the face, the latter groaned, kicked him down with a kick from the front, and said angrily: "Hmm, are you tired of living......?"

As the man spoke, the ninth young master raised his hand to interrupt, and the upstairs corridor with his eyes was staring, and he followed his gaze, only to see a tall girl in a pale red dress carrying a large water bucket to the staircase, facing the people downstairs.

This woman is Mo Jingyao.

The Ninth Young Master and his entourage were fascinated, and the former instantly raised a lewd smile, put his hands behind his back, straightened his thin body, and said in a sharp voice: "This beauty, this young master's surname is Jia Mingguan, I don't know what to call the girl?"

Passers-by standing outside the building and the guest officers drinking in the building were also shocked when they saw the girl's appearance, but they were seen by the greedy young master Jia Guan and pinched a cold sweat for her.

Mo Jingyao frowned slightly, looked at the Ninth Young Master Jia Guan with great disgust, gave up going downstairs to fetch water, turned around and walked into the house, the latter saw it, his heart was ecstatic, and he said in his heart, he was still an iceberg beauty.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face deepened a little, and he made a gesture, several servants signaled, his spiritual power expanded, his body expanded, and a jump blocked in front of Mo Jingyao, the latter stopped, turned his head, Jia Guan trotted all the way upstairs, standing in front of her with some panting, and at a glance, Mo Jingyao was still half a head higher than him.

Jia Guan laughed, threw a few taels of gold in one hand, and the shopkeeper caught all of them, very happy.

Mo Jingyao put down the barrel, a flash in his hand, a slender sword was clenched in his hand, spiritual power came out from his veins, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he did not speak.

Seeing the situation, Jia Guan stepped back, and after retreating, he didn't expect to give a flying kiss.

At the door of the inn, the old man in Mai who had been driving the carriage finally squeezed in with a cane, and flashed to Jia Guan's original position, looking at Mo Jingyao, Mai was windless, and the golden spiritual power came out all over his body, forming an invisible pressure that spread to every corner.

The spirit of the realm of the highest quality.

On the other side, the four of them were all high-grade servants of the Yuan Chu Realm, and the spiritual power was running, which increased the pressure in the building by a few points, and the group of uncultivated people below who were drinking and eating were tense and motionless.

Jia Guan went downstairs and sat down on the table, picked up a glass of wine and drank it, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and subdue Young Master Ben, she is still a cultivator, wonderful!"

Mo Jingyao, who saw everything in his eyes, frowned, the red spiritual power surrounded his body, and the cultivation of the Lingzhen Realm was displayed in front of the five people, the old man in Mai was shocked in his eyes, and said in his heart, the girl in front of him looked at most eighteen, how could she have such a cultivation, she was over six years old, and she was only in the Lingzhen Realm.

For a while, the five subordinates didn't dare to make a move, and the smile of the Ninth Young Master, who was excited, gradually stiffened, and said angrily: "Old man Sun, stand and do something, hurry up, if you are in a hurry, Young Master Ben, be careful that I take your little granddaughter to bloom!"

When the old man in Mai heard this, he was conflicted in his heart, not because he couldn't beat it, but because the other side didn't look like an ordinary person, but the young master gave an order, as a small one, he didn't dare to disobey, gritted his teeth, and hit a cane, Mo Jingyao flipped down the stairs and dodged the attack, the crutches wrapped in spiritual power were harder than steel, and a stick hit the corridor, and the wooden plank walkway instantly broke a big hole, and the shopkeeper's heart dripped blood.

Seeing a few people fighting, the onlookers at the door dispersed and ran away, and the people in the house put down the dishes and chopsticks and flipped out of the window.

The old man in Mai missed the blow, his hand was raised, and a substantial spiritual power shot out in the air, Mo Jingyao dodged again, and the spiritual power hit a table, which suddenly turned into fragments, and the shopkeeper curled up in the corner, watching several cultivators fighting inside, and cried in his heart.

"Ah, my inn!"