Chapter Eighty-Three: The Outer Building

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Wang Yifan muttered, took Mu Yan, and reluctantly went to the largest restaurant in the city.

Louwailou is located in the north of Tianfeng City, adjacent to Fang City, covering a wide area. The entire attic is divided into nine floors, which is difficult for non-dignitaries to occupy. Especially on the top floor, not only the scenery is wonderful, but also the famous formation master of Central Continent personally gathers the Yuan Array. Let the guests enjoy the scenery at the same time, but also have a cultivation speed beyond ordinary people.

Of course, if you want to live on the top floor, the price you pay is also difficult for ordinary people to pay.

The master and apprentice came straight to this place without the slightest stop.

"If there are no spare rooms here, then you can really sleep on the street."

Wang Yifan turned his head to look at the doorstone and thought like this. He pulled Makihiko up the ladder, and as soon as he stepped into the attic door, an officer in armor flew in front of him.

He pulled Mu Yan and protected the apprentice behind him, and at the same time raised his right palm and firmly pressed it against the back of the man's heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, the officer suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, sat down on the ground weakly, and stretched out his right hand somewhere unconsciously.

Wang Yi looked at it and saw three or five brightly dressed monks, standing at the entrance of the second floor with swords in their hands, with indifferent expressions. There were several soldiers lying at his feet, although there were no sword wounds, but all of them were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and it was obvious that they had received a heavy blow from their internal strength.

One of the sword cultivators, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, glanced at Wang Yifan and didn't care.

And Wang Yifan probed the officer's breath, and after finding that he was not in danger of life, he didn't say much about it, walked to the counter by himself, knocked lightly and said, "The shopkeeper, an upper room." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes flickered, and he pointed to the monks at the top of the stairs without a trace, shook his head slightly, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, this guest officer, a guest outside the building... Fully booked. ”

Wang Yifan frowned when he heard this, looked at those monks again, and asked lightly, "Is it their reason?" ”

As soon as he heard this, the shopkeeper immediately waved his hand, "What did the guest officer say, the building is indeed full at this time, or you will come back later, maybe there will be a vacancy at that time." ”

Wang Yifan frowned for a moment, and heard the reminder in his words. Glancing at Jian Xiu in disgust, he said, "It's okay, we'll wait here." He walked to an empty table, sat down, took a piece of jerky from his bosom, and handed it to his apprentice.

Mu Yan was very well-behaved, he could see the master's emotions, so he didn't ask much, and ate the dried meat with Xiao Bafen by himself.

But Xiao Ba's move attracted the attention of the sword cultivators.

"Senior brother!"

"Well, spirit beasts? It's still an aquarium, not bad. ”

The sword cultivator kicked away the soldier and walked to Mu Yan's side, and without looking at the two of them, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiaohachi.

Wang Yifan's index finger was raised slightly, and the Yuan Force barrier suddenly appeared, enveloping Mu Yan and Xiaoba into it. Then he raised his head slightly, and said with a cold face: "Guard your stairs well, don't take your own humiliation!" ”

The sword cultivator seemed to have been shocked by electricity, and suddenly withdrew his hand, and his heart was immediately shocked, and he took three steps back and opened his mouth to ask, "You... Who are you? ”

Wang Yifan glanced at it, was silent, and blindly drank the free tea in the pot.

The sword cultivator's face turned red, and his heart was excited, since he joined the Sword Sea, when had he ever received this kind of wretched qi, he pulled out the long sword in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Look for death!" ”

Wang Yifan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the momentum around him was instantly released, pushing him three meters away, and complaining: "The cultivation is not high, but the temper is quite big, look at you with a long sword and bright clothes." Is it the Sea of Swords or the Heavenly Palace? ”

The sword cultivator froze, and his mouth opened slightly. looked at Wang Yifan's eyes, a little frightened.

In Fang Cai's momentum, there was an internal energy that penetrated into his body, and at this time, he was hovering in the sea of qi, eyeing him fiercely. As long as he makes a slight move, this internal energy will tear apart the dantian and make him a waste.

Therefore, at this time, he was extremely embarrassed, not only wanting to ask for help, but also afraid that the other party would suddenly be in trouble.

Just when he was undecided, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the staircase on the second floor.

Qi Tianci grabbed his son's collar with one hand and hurried down, his face full of resentment. He squeezed past Jian Xiu, frowned and glanced at the soldier on the ground, strode to the door, helped the officer up, and said with a look on his face: "Lao Cai! Lao Cai! Lao Cai! ”

He shouted three times in a row, but he didn't wake up the person, the anger in his heart suddenly couldn't be suppressed, and he was about to scold angrily, Wang Yifan suddenly spoke, "This general, these soldiers, their lives are safe, if they are healed in time, they can still recover." ”

Qi Tianci looked at it when he heard it, and the anger in his heart subsided inexplicably, he looked around the building, as if he saw some eyebrows, and arched his hand: "Thank you for this gentleman." With that, he stepped out of the attic, summoned the nearby guards, and carried away all the wounded. Then he arched his hand again before leaving.

"Shopkeeper, do you have a room now?" Wang Yifan turned his head slightly and shouted.

The shopkeeper is also a person with a lot of vision, and he can't tell who is strong and who is weak, so he nodded immediately, and pretended to be very embarrassed: "Yes, there is, but there is only one room on the third floor." ”

"Well, one room is enough. In addition, prepare a table of meals for us, just the characteristics of this Tianfeng City, three or five dishes are enough. ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

The shopkeeper held the pen and paper and drew it twice, and then replied in a loud voice, but then went into the back kitchen.

Because at the top of the stairs, there was a young man with a stone sword in his arms, walking down silently.

"Senior brother!"

When the group of sword cultivators saw the comer, they spoke one after another. The words were full of fear, but when I saw him, I seemed to have a bottom in my heart, and I suddenly came to my senses.

Seeing this, the young man frowned, "Why are you blocking the staircase again, didn't you say that you are acting in a low-key manner?" ”

He walked down the stairs slowly, only to see his senior brother standing still, and couldn't help asking, "Eh, what's wrong with him, senior brother?" ”

Just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly heard a sound in his ears, and his heart was suddenly alert, and he turned over to dodge.

Boom! There was a soft sound, and I saw that where he had been standing, bamboo chopsticks had been inserted straight into the floor tiles.

"Who!" He turned around and exclaimed, subconsciously drawing out the stone sword.

"That's good, Anjie."

Wang Yifan seemed to be smiling, and before Jian Anjie could speak, several bamboo chopsticks flew out of his hand.

Jian Anjie was happy in his heart, and said that it was the teacher's test of himself, and shouted: "Good come." "You have to show what you have learned in the past few months.

But the bamboo chopsticks didn't give him too many opportunities, and when Wang Yifan made a move, he hated it very much. How good can your own students be with these people? It's like raising a son for twenty years, but he recognizes a thief as his father.

Jian Anjie drove his body and jumped in the air. I was smug in my heart, and I only heard the three sounds of "poof, poof", and there was pain in my waist immediately!

He blurted out: "Sir, be merciful!" ”