Feng Jiu looked back and saw a young man in brocade clothes standing in front of Tunyun, looking at a small white Tunyun with a look of surprise, if it weren't for Tunyun grinning and staring at him unkindly, it is estimated that his outstretched hand wanted to pick up Tunyun.

"Not for sale." Feng Jiu said, and with a call, Swallow Cloud jumped to her feet.

"I'll pay a high price, you can sell me," the young man said, coming to Feng Jiu's side.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but hook his lips and glanced at the young man: "Do you think I look like a person who lacks people?"

The young man glanced him up and down, and then noticed that this person's popularity was extraordinary, and he saw that his clothes were all of the highest quality, especially the colorful glazed feathers on his waist, which were half covered by his robe, which was even more dazzling.

"Then I'll exchange things with you." He put it another way.

Feng Jiu didn't pay attention to him, but after glancing at him coldly, he walked upstairs with Swallow Cloud.

The young man was swept away by that glance, only to feel a cold air rising from the soles of his feet, reaching his heart, but when he saw him going upstairs, he wanted to say something more, but he was pushed unceremoniously by Duan Ye: "What are you doing, do you owe it to clean up?"

"What are you pushing me for" The young man was furious and glared at the baby-faced Duan Ye. Compared with the coldness of the red-clothed boy's eyes, this baby-faced boy does not have that frightening momentum, so he is not afraid.

"Stay away from us" Duan Ye snorted coldly, put aside his words to warn, turned around and walked upstairs, but at this time, his robe was trampled on, almost making him rush forward.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I accidentally stepped on your robe." The young man said apologetically, but his face was full of provocation.

Duan Ye was not a loser, but at this time, seeing that this young man dared to step on his robe behind him, a baby face suddenly became gloomy, and he directly raised his foot and kicked it coldly.

"Bang"

"Shhh

A kick landed on the young man's chest, sending him flying out, so painful that he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up for a long time.

"Third Young Master"

The guards outside walked in quickly, and while helping people up, two of them pulled out the long swords on their waists and attacked Duan Ye and Ning Lang: "Dare to beat my young master, you are looking for death"

Ning Lang was staring at Duan Ye's trampled robe, seeing that there was still a footprint on it, and was about to laugh, he saw Duan Ye, who turned around, kicked the young man out, he opened his mouth in amazement, and was stunned, when several guards rushed in outside, some helped the young man up, and some drew their swords and slashed at them, which made him suddenly come back to his senses.

"What are you cutting me for, I didn't kick your young master," he shouted as he dodged, and at the same time punched out, hitting one of the guards in the eye.

"Ah my eyes"

"Damn you two boys"

The other two guards also followed, and the long sword struck out, the sword light and sword shadow swept by, and the flying slash fell into the inn, startling some of the ordinary residents inside to dodge, while some monks were still sitting, staring with interest at the few people who were fighting.

The shopkeeper of the inn hid on the counter, looked at the messy first floor, and shouted with a white face: "A few masters, a few sons, don't fight, don't fight, if you hit my small shop again, you have to smash it, ah"

As he was shouting, he saw a sword shadow coming at him, so frightened that he quickly squatted down, felt the sword shadow slash over his head, he wiped his cold sweat, and crawled out with his hands and feet. Remember to read it: convenient for next time, or.