Duobao was straightforward and quickly read out the name of the inn: "Master, look, there is an inn." ”

Wang An looked at the plaque on the inn, nodded and said, "There is indeed an inn." ”

Because the name of the inn is interesting, the conversation between the two of them is inevitably interesting, so Lingyue laughed.

The name of this inn is called "There is an inn".

Lingyue is a girl who rarely laughs.

She was cold.

Because she is a girl like a sword, the sword is straight, sharp, clean, neat, and cold, and so is Lingyue.

In fact, the junior brother is more like a sword than Lingyue.

I don't know why, thinking of his junior brother, Wang An was faintly sad in his heart.

When Ling Yue laughed, it was like an iceberg in the ice and snow began to melt, and countless flowers broke through the ground and then bloomed.

Wang An turned his head to look at Ling Yue, whose smile flashed, and said softly, "How do you feel?"

Ling Yue raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "It feels good, go in and have a look." ”

Duobao didn't have a say, so he just listened quietly and was silent.

Wang An walked into the inn.

The owner of the inn was also very interesting.

It was a somewhat obese middle-aged man, with a big belly, and the clothes he was wearing were not the costumes of any of the countries on the Donghua Continent, but the special clothes worn by the residents of those fishing villages next to the islands of the West Sea.

Obviously, this middle-aged man is from the West Sea.

Wang An only saw the origin of the middle-aged man at a glance, but he had no intention of intersecting and negotiating with the middle-aged man.

He just took out a gold leaf from his sleeve, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said, "I want three of the best rooms." ”

The middle-aged man was a little distracted, of course, not because of Wang An's face.

At this time, Wang An's face was covered by the hat, and unless someone could cut off his hat, his face would never be visible.

The middle-aged man lost his mind because of Ling Yue's appearance.

In fact, over the years, especially after entering the Earth Spirit Secret Realm for such a long time, Ling Yue has grown from a small maid to a beautiful woman with good looks.

Otherwise, when Diewu stole her appearance in the Later Han Dynasty, how could she be praised by the Later Han people as a beauty who captivated the country and the city?

The middle-aged man has seen many people in his life, but he has never seen a girl with such temperament and good looks as Ling Yue.

Ling Yue gave him the feeling that he was like a female sword fairy.

He swallowed, then looked at the gold leaf on the table.

That gold leaf was worth a lot of money, and it could almost buy a floor of his inn.

And this guest left a gold leaf, and it turned out that he only asked for three of the best rooms.

I don't know where Miss Childe came from, she is so extravagant and so generous.

When thinking like this, a hint of apologetic smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he said humbly: "I'm sorry, a few distinguished guests, somehow recently, there are a lot of people traveling west, and there are only two rooms left in our inn, which happens to be the best room." ”

Duobao frowned and asked, "Isn't there any room except for the two upper rooms?" ”

The boss shook his head with a smile and said, "No." ”

Originally, this was a very infuriating thing, but the owner of the inn smiled so kindly.

There's an old saying that you don't hit a smiling person when you reach out, and the boss is like that, so what reason do you have to be angry?

At this moment, Ling Yue suddenly said, "I live with you." ”

Her eyes naturally fell on Wang An, who was wearing a hat, even if Wang An had lived for so many years and could be called the existence of a 10,000-year-old ghost, she couldn't help but blush and cough dryly.

However, this kind of emotion is only for a moment, and the cultivator ignores the life and death of the years, and seeks eternity and strength the most, and has already taken the affairs of men and women very lightly.

It's just that Xichu was reborn, and the trip to the red dust of the Earth Spirit Secret Realm made his mood stained with a lot of human meaning.

Otherwise, if it was him before, even if he encountered this kind of look, he would not have the slightest emotion.

Duobao was still a child after all, and he was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Ling Yue with a look of bewilderment.

Even the boss was a little surprised.

The daughters of Donghua Continent were originally the conservative type who were in the boudoir, but Ling Yue's actions at this time were wild, hot, and open.

The boss was a little distressed and thought: They can't be a young couple or lovers, don't they look like they?

Ling Yue ignored the boss and Zhu Chongba, but looked at Wang An and asked, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

Wang An shook his head calmly and said, "I have no opinion. ”

Duobao swallowed his saliva, and in some hesitation and struggle, he said, "This is not very good, right?"

When Lingyue heard this, she glared at Duobao fiercely and said, "Little brat, go aside, what do you know." ”

Duobao's face turned red, he didn't know how to refute, and his expression was a little aggrieved.

In fact, even if he knew how to refute, he didn't dare to refute it, because he was afraid of being beaten by Ling Yue.

Seeing that it had been discussed, the boss accepted the gold leaf with a smile, and then asked Xiao Er to take them to the upper room.

......

......

There is an inn with an upper room on the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is very quiet, not because the boss is lying, but because there are countless soundproof formations here, and the movement and sound in almost every room will not be heard at all.

Wang An looked at this inn, couldn't help frowning, and sighed in his heart: It's really a big arm, could it be that you did it in the West Sea Sword Pavilion?

The little second child who brought Wang An, Lingyue, and Duobao to the guest room was very emaciated, like a monkey.

He stands with his boss, one master and one servant, and he is like an interesting story of a greasy, greedy, black-hearted boss who oppresses honest and timid employees.

Although Xiao Er didn't know who Wang An and the others were, he still had great respect for Wang An and the others.

Because Wang An is a person who can throw out a gold leaf at will, such a rustic and heroic spirit is comparable to those princes and nobles in the countries of the Donghua Continent.

Duobao entered an upper room alone, and Ling Yue and Wang An entered an upper room.

Before entering the room, Wang An explained to Duobao that if something happened, he could use his sword intent to communicate.

Sword intent transmission is an incomparably advanced method, even Ling Yue only learned it slowly after coming to the Earth Spirit Secret Realm.

But Duobao has been by Wang An's side for so long, and naturally he has learned some useful and special things, otherwise how dare he claim to be Wang An's unique closed disciple in this life?

Xiao Er left, and he was going to fetch water for a few distinguished guests.

Wang An and Ling Yue stood in the rather luxurious room and were silent for a long time.

Although the room is luxurious, it is too different from the dormitory of Western Chu or Chang'an and Luoyang of the Later Han Dynasty.

But following the customs of the locals, they are now just ordinary cultivators, not nobles, and wherever they can still enjoy the treatment of the palace wherever they go.

After a long silence, Wang An said, "This boss is from Xihai. ”

Ling Yue was a little puzzled and asked, "So what?"

Wang An smiled and explained, "I think this inn must be unusual, and the boss will soon check our details?"

When Ling Yue heard this, her eyes were slightly cold, and she said, "I'm going to kill him?"

Wang An waved his hand and said, "No, there will definitely be a very good-looking show tonight." ”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

After hearing Wang An's words, Ling Yue was quite vigilant, her sword intent left her body, and she asked in a cold voice: "Who?"