Fufeng Xidingzhou.

Outside the city of Guangfeng.

This county seat is very close to the state city of Xidingzhou, arch guard on one side, its prosperous place, although not comparable to the state city and county town, is not the rest of the county can be compared, covers an extremely wide area, travel business, endlessly.

Even in the cold of winter, there are many people on the road, either walking alone, walking in a hurry, or calling friends, forming a caravan.

It is precisely because of this that there are quite a lot of inns in the whole Guangfeng City, and there are as many as three post stations outside the city.

Among them, the latest repair of the post station, is several zhang high, divided into seven floors, its interior decoration is luxurious, and has a gentle atmosphere, not like a post station outside the city, more like a restaurant dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests, the guest rooms are very many, enough to accommodate a large caravan of 100 people.

But today, all the guest rooms in this post have been booked.

Only the first floor is still entertaining guests, providing meals, wine and meat.

It was dark.

From the east side of the official road, there were two tall horses, one black and one white, both tall and majestic, without a single miscellaneous hair on the whole body, and two young men sat on them, dressed in green clothes, spurring the horses.

The horse galloped, where the horse's hooves fell, set off a burst of dust like waves, and in a blink of an eye it ran over, and immediately the young man raised his hand and pulled the reins of the horse, and the two strong horses stood up, like a dragon neighing, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

In front of the post station, the shopkeeper was already waiting there, with a warm smile on his face, and when the horse's hooves stepped on the ground, he walked forward with a smile and said with a smile:

"Bother me."

"Are the two of you young heroes of the Immortal Pavilion?"

The man riding the black horse was quite calm, turned over and dismounted, and hugged his fists:

"Exactly, I don't know if the shopkeeper is ready to go to the room?"

"My family is very old, but these things are still quite strict, and I can't make a difference."

The shopkeeper smiled again and again: "Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry." ”

"The upper room has already been prepared, if you are tired, you can also prepare hot water for soaking your feet with good medicine, if you want to eat something, the cook is also ready at the back, and it can be ready in a moment or three."

"I won't disappoint the young man."

"Not bad."

The young man bowed his head in satisfaction, took out a quick piece of silver from his bosom, and threw it out casually.

The shopkeeper of this post station was quite tall, wearing a thick cotton jacket, like a black bear standing upright, but his movements were quite agile, and he raised his hand to grasp the silver steadily.

Naturally, Xiao Er came over and led the mounts of the two young men to the stable, while the shopkeeper was in front, leading the two of them inside.

As soon as they walked into the hall on the first floor, the two young men paused slightly, and the person at the head frowned, looked around, and saw that in this hall, there were still a large number of diners drinking and eating, and the sound of conversation was quite noisy.

Unhappy in his heart, he looked at the shopkeeper who had also stopped, turned back to look at him, and said:

"The shopkeeper, it seems that someone has already sent someone to charter today's post station, right?"

"How do you explain that?"

The shopkeeper laughed, rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, and said:

"Shaoxia did send someone to pay the silver money before, not a penny, but the silver just said that the price of my post room was covered, and the lobby was not covered."

"How much is it going to be, and you still need to do some business, right?"

"I still hope that the young man will take care of one or two, take care of one or two, haha......"

The shopkeeper laughed dryly.

The young man's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

The Great Elder of the Immortal Pavilion was already quite old, but his temperament did not become kind, but became more and more eccentric, and he was most disgusted with noisy sounds, so he sent a nearby disciple in advance to take over all the houses in this post station.

I just don't want to anger the Great Elder because of these little things.

At this time, in the main hall, these high-rollers of the rivers and lakes talked to each other, and the sound of staggering was endless.

If the Great Elder comes, he will definitely be displeased.

Even if he cares about the sect and his own face, he will not have an attack on the spot, but he will definitely leave an extremely bad impression in the elder's heart, and if he wants to return to the sect and practice advanced martial arts in the future, the difficulty will more than double.

Thinking of this, the young man endured the pain in his flesh, took out a piece of silver from his bosom, threw it to the shopkeeper, and said in a deep voice:

"The lobby, I've also chartered it, let them leave quickly."

"Any questions?"

The shopkeeper smiled kindly, shook his head again and again, and said:

"No problem, no problem...... Where else is the problem? ”

"Little Er, Little Er, come here!"

While holding his sleeve, he carefully wiped the silver boy, beckoned, called a few juniors, and said twice in his ear.

After a while, those little two went to the diners' tables to explain, as if it was because they took into account that the two young men were from the Jianghu faction, so although those diners muttered a few words, they didn't say anything more, and got up and left one by one.

In this lobby, it is much cleaner and spacious.

The young man nodded with satisfaction.

After a stick of incense, a simple carriage stopped in front of the post station, and out of it came an old man with white hair, followed by three middle-aged men, and more than a dozen men and women in Tsing Yi.

At this time, the diners in the lobby had almost left, except for one person, who seemed to be a little drunk and moved a little slowly.

The two young men took two steps closely, clasped their fists and saluted the four people in front of them, and said:

"The disciple has met the elders."

The old man nodded, raised his eyes to look at the post station, and nodded with satisfaction, although the drunkard was a little unpleasant, but after all, he was on the avenue, and it was quite rare to have this, so he nodded at the moment, and said slowly:

"Not bad."

"You have a heart......

The two young men were overjoyed when they heard this, but their faces became more and more respectful, and they saluted again and said:

"The disciple doesn't dare to be."

"Great Elder, Elders, please come into ......"

The old man bowed slightly, stepped inside, Mei Feng took his hand, followed behind him quite silently, and looked around with a pair of eyes.

Since he had returned to the mountain earlier, the whole person had become extremely sensitive and vigilant, and the fierce and murderous sword light he had seen before often lit up in his dreams, and every time he woke up in the middle of the night, his back was already soaked.

Originally, he never wanted to touch the man again.

But the Pavilion Master thought that he had seen that warrior before, so this time, he also sent him out.

Three sixth-rank martial artists, a sixth-rank peak great elder, formed a four-elephant poison array, which was enough to surround and kill an ordinary fifth-rank martial artist, could they deal with that person?

In Mei Feng's heart, he couldn't find an answer.

At this moment, the drunkard seemed to be a little annoyed, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:

"Dead fatty! Good for you, profiteer! ”

"Say that the stove won't be opened today, let us go back first, but isn't this so many people coming in again? You say, don't you look down on us! ”

Mei Feng laughed in his heart, just thinking that this was an ordinary drunkard, in order to relax the tense state of mind.

But at this time, there was a sudden strong wind!

The drunken ghost took a step forward suddenly, and a violent energy rose under his feet, just one step away, as if he stumbled drunk, turned into a tiger descending from the mountain, and the internal force around his body was agitated, but the aftermath of the pouring out had reached the level of the eight-rank martial artist releasing his internal qi with all his might, and the internal force in his meridians would obviously be more violent and powerful.

The surging energy in this hall formed a strong wind visible to the naked eye.

But this wind stopped abruptly when it approached the people of the Immortal Pavilion.

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the drunkard who rushed to the innkeeper in anger, and judged it in his heart.

It's just that when you are exercising, you can reach such a level without accidental leakage of internal qi.

Seven-rank martial artist.

In the next three products, the ultimate can be achieved with hard work and perseverance.

Although he judged it, he had no interest in saving the shopkeeper, so he just walked inside, sat on the stool, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

At this moment, the fist was easily grasped by a broad palm.

The shopkeeper, who was always smiling, raised his hand and clenched his fist.

The look on his face was like an understatement, but the drunkard's face couldn't help but turn red, his body trembled slightly, and then with the casual twist of the shopkeeper, the whole person turned over directly, and was smashed on the ground by a heavy wheel, making a muffled sound.

The expression on Mei Feng's face changed instantly.

Even the Great Elder, who was sitting in his seat, closed his eyes and recuperated, his eyes instantly opened and looked in the direction where the loud noise came from.

The drunkard of the seventh grade just now had completely passed out, but the shopkeeper was unharmed, grabbed the drunk, and said with a smile:

"Ladies and gentlemen, sit down for a while."

"Let's deal with this guy first."

After saying that, he directly grabbed the back of the drunkard's neck and walked towards the backyard, in the lobby, there was silence for a while, and after a while, everyone came back to their senses, and the Great Elder's brows furrowed tightly.

And it wasn't until this time that he took a serious look at this restaurant.

There was a Xiao Er wiping the table next to him, on his arms, his muscles were bulging, and even his loose clothes were bulging on the ground, his hands were extremely thick, and his knuckles were thick.

His subordinates must have good external skills.

The palm that carefully wipes the table, if it is ruthless, can also smash people's heavenly spirit covers.

"Guest, pour you tea."

An emaciated young man with a teapot stood aside.

He smiled at the old man, his teeth were white, but it made people subconsciously think of the wilderness, groups of wild wolves, the tea was clear, and for some reason, there was a sweet smell like blood.

The old man raised his eyes and swept over the lobby of the post station, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Until the end, the last trace of laughter was lost.

The martial arts of these little two tricks, in his opinion, are indeed not worth mentioning, but they are also close to the ninth grade, or they are simply martial artists who have entered the grade, and they are also hard hands who can make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes of Yizhou.

But at this time, it's just ordinary work?!

Fu remembered that when the fat shopkeeper made a move just now, he only felt that it was extremely ordinary, but it was at the level of an ordinary martial artist.

But that kind of extremely ordinary move, it can instantly stun a seventh-grade martial artist, and it doesn't show the slightest abnormality, obviously its strength is three points stronger than him, and it is very likely to be the peak of the sixth-grade, half-step into the fifth-grade master, come out to play Hongchen, feel martial arts, in order to break through.

If he didn't have this shopkeeper, he would have felt that this post station might be the property of Xidingzhou Tanfu or the Giant Whale Gang, but among these two forces, there is no such master.

Can't see through ......

Can't see through ......·

For some reason, a shadow suddenly cast over his heart.

…………………………………………………

In the backyard, the drunken man was dragged directly to the firewood room by the shopkeeper, and suddenly he turned over and sat up, covered his neck, coughed nonstop, glared at the shopkeeper, lowered his voice, and said:

"You fucking tap."

"Pinch Lao Tzu's neck, and almost hold your breath."

The shopkeeper smiled and said:

"It's not for realism, but I haven't done this kind of business in years, and I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

"That's it."

Thumbs up as he spoke, and the drunken man smiled, his face full of pride.

He was not a seventh-rank martial artist, and he had never even stepped into the eighth-rank, but he had just taken a Qimen pill, which was able to release a strong momentum for a short time.

And the fat shopkeeper is really only as seen by the Great Elder, but he is just an ordinary martial artist.

After slowing down, the drunken man's face retracted, and he said again:

"Chubby."

"You wait, don't have any problems."

The shopkeeper nodded, his face became quite solemn, and said:

"Don't worry, I know it."

"I was born in the rivers and lakes since I was a child, and I haven't been able to mix up my personal appearance for so long, and it is naturally a pity to be entrusted with such a heavy task by the young master and the gang leader this time."

Raising his eyes to look at the inner hall, he leaned over slightly, like a juggling man in his heart, and laughed in a low voice:

"Everyone, the tricks of the rivers and lakes, those who have money have a money field, and some people have a personal field."

"Today, it's best to hold a personal ......"

Raise your eyes slightly.

There was coldness in his eyes.

This post station has been recently repaired.

There are several zhang high, divided into seven floors, its interior decoration is luxurious, and has the air of gentleness, not like a post station outside the city, more like a restaurant dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests, the guest rooms are very many, enough to accommodate a large caravan of 100 people.

The dealer behind the scenes, before he could speak, was destroyed.

It has just been built, and it has changed from the Twenty-Seven Company Gang to the industry of the Giant Whale Gang, and the Giant Whale Gang is also secret about this matter, so no one knows or cares about it in the rivers and lakes.

This station.

The surname is Wang.

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