Originally, he was still extremely arrogant and arrogant, but when he faced the innkeeper who was really moving, he collapsed directly on the spot.

Especially when he watched his luggage being thrown out of the window one by one by the shopkeepers, it can basically be described as wanting to cry without tears.

"You, you...... You lowly demon warriors dare to treat the Kshatriya nobles of India like this! The Indian Master stammered.

However, the Warriors automatically block most swear words, and there is no point in scolding them.

Let him shout around the white-bearded old man for a long time, and the old man didn't even look at him.

The Indian mage was also furious, and wanted to slap the fireball on the old man's head desperately. However, every time there was just a little spark in his hand, the old man would pick up ice water from nowhere and pour it on his head.

After several unwilling attempts, the Indian Mage finally gave up his attack on the old man with a trembling voice, and instead looked at Viscount Phyllis, who had been standing not far away and had not left, and a large number of people who followed them.

With the status of Viscount Phyllis, if he were to help say a few words, maybe the old man would arrange a mini standard room for himself in the inn.

Otherwise, he would have to pitch a tent in a public place.

Let him pitch a tent like those low-caste nouveau riche? It's better to let him be eliminated directly!

And when he looked at Viscount Phyllis with a pleading gaze, Viscount Phyllis smiled and turned away, and began to talk to the other person.

The Indian mage also knew that he had no bargaining chips to negotiate with Viscount Phyllis now, but he still gritted his teeth and dragged his cold dripping body in the direction of the group of Western Continent teenagers.

"Viscount Phyllis, I ......," the Indian mage said in despair.

Before he finished speaking, he saw several noble girls from the Western Continent striding out, stopping in front of him, and said coldly: "Disgusting water dog, do you also cooperate with our viscount to speak?" Why don't you take advantage of the fact that the water stains on the ground are still dry, and take a good look at your current appearance? ”

At this moment, the Indian mage did not realize that it was because of his previous discriminatory remarks that caused the dissatisfaction of these noble girls, and only when these girls were instructed by Viscount Phyllis to take action.

He glanced at Viscount Phyllis, who was telling some joke with the people around him, and didn't look in his direction at all.

A flame of anger rose in his heart.

Of course, no matter how evil he was, it would be impossible for him to fall this flame on the bodies of these Western Continent nobles in front of him.

He turned his head to look at Gao Huan and his party who were about to walk into the inn with their bags, and finally found a suitable outlet for their anger.

Although it was impossible to attack other practitioners in the safe zone, it was clear that the Indian Mage had lost his mind at the moment. He desperately pounced on Gao Huan, who was about to enter the inn with his back to him.

Gao Huan turned his head silently, and watched the Indian magician pounce on him like a mad dog, and he didn't even bother to hide.

The brown fist was close in front of him, and Gao Huan just sneered.

Before the fist landed on his face, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed steadily at the Indian Mage.

After a crackling sound, the figure of the Indian mage seemed to have evaporated, completely dissipating in place, leaving no trace except for a bracelet with an Indian style that was left in the dirt.

"Tut, look, the world has its own harvest." Gao Huan commented with a smile.

"Yo, I dropped this thing." Zhang Qiling looked at the golden bracelet on the ground, so he wrapped it in a tissue and picked it up gently with a disgusted expression.

The equipment dropped by the Indian mage who claimed to be a Kshatriya nobleman was naturally not ordinary, but thinking of the magician's crazy shouting face before, whether it was Gao Huan or Ding You or Ge Muchen or Zhang Liang, they all felt disgusting.

Even Zhang Qiling, who had the most courage, had to wrap his hands in a tissue before he was willing to pick up this equipment.

"Do you think alcohol disinfection is useful?" Zhang Qiling looked at the equipment and asked.

"Even if it's washed with sulfuric acid, I won't wear it!" Ge Muchen replied immediately.

Zhang Liang and Ding You nodded in unison, agreeing with Ge Muchen's opinion.

These people can be regarded as the sons of wealthy families in Huaxia, no matter how extraordinary this equipment is, it is difficult for them to quickly let go of their prejudices and accept the fact that this equipment comes from a nasty person.

Zhang Qiling endured the nausea and accepted the bracelet, but unfortunately she studied liberal arts and could only carry scientific and technological equipment.

So she handed the bracelet to Gao Huan and said, "Oh, no one wants it, you can do it yourself." ”

Gao Huan looked at the bracelet handed over by Zhang Qiling, and after frowning slightly, he still put it in his hand.

Although there was a tissue in the middle, Gao Huan could still feel the constant heat on the bracelet, which made his palm hot after a while.

Based on this, as well as the fact that the Indian mage likes to rub fireballs when he has nothing to do, Gao Huan judged that this equipment is a secondary equipment that increases the power of the fire element, and the level is not high.

Thinking of this, Gao Huan glanced at Viscount Phyllis, who was about to leave not far away, smiled slightly, said hello, and said, "Viscount over there, please stay a step." ”

When Viscount Phyllis heard Gao Huan's voice, he turned his head with a little surprise, looked at Gao Huan, and said, "I don't know if this friend of the Eastern Continent has anything else to explain?" ”

Gao Huan smiled and threw the golden bracelet in his hand towards Viscount Phyllis, who reached out and took it.

"Friend of Xilu, this thing is given to you as a greeting gift." Gao Huan said with a smile.

Viscount Phyllis squinted his eyes at Gao Huan, and then looked at the golden bracelet in his hand, and did not show displeasure because of Gao Huan's behavior of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

"So, thank you." Viscount Phyllis said, handed the bracelet to a servant behind him, and then looked at Gao Huan and said, "You have a saying in the Eastern Continent, called 'come and not be rude'. It's just that I went out temporarily today, and I didn't bring anything valuable as a gift. ”

When Gao Huan heard Viscount Phyllis's words, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, these Western devils couldn't imagine that they would be so good.

He said loudly: "We still have a saying in Donglu called 'don't fight, don't know each other', since everyone will live together in the future, it can be regarded as fate." It's better to leave it like this, I don't want any of your return gifts, it looks tacky. ”

Viscount Phyllis looked at Gao Huan, smiled too, and said, "Don't return the gift?" Do you want something else? So, what do you want? ”

Gao Huan touched his chin and replied, "In front of the public, it doesn't seem appropriate to talk about this. Why don't you come to my room tonight, and I'll talk to you in detail. ”