While the two were talking, the door to the inn was pushed open with a bang. A gust of wind mixed with snowflakes blew in, causing the lights in the house to flicker.

"Shopkeeper, find two to go to the room, my son-in-law wants to spend the night with you!" said a man of medium stature with stubble on his face. The man's voice was so loud that it made a buzz in the small shop. There were three or four people standing behind the man, and among them was a young man who was not very old.

"Eh, guest officer, you're late, the shop is full today!" The shopkeeper hurriedly ran out to greet him, and Xiao Er was not idle, serving tea and dusting snow.

"Full?" said the young man in the middle of the crowd, dressed like a crown of jade, frowned slightly.

"When it's full, you can make room for me!" the bearded man slapped his palm on the table, smashing the table under his hand!

"Guest officer, the guests have all paid, and the old man can't be the master of this!" The shopkeeper has been running the inn here for many years, and the people who come and go here are all cultivators, what kind of people have never seen it, and they don't think of this kind of arrogant behavior.

"Hmph, I think you've eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall!" Before the bearded man could speak, the people behind him choked up.

"Eh, you all shut up!" the white-faced boy raised his hand and motioned for his people not to speak.

"Shopkeeper, you think this is good! Our group is going to go into the mountains to look for spirit beasts, and we have to disturb the store tonight. All you have to do is make room for me, and as for the price, I'll give you three times the price, how about it!" the white-faced man paced two steps in place, a gentle smile on his face.

The words are good, but they are nothing more than letting the shopkeeper go upstairs to pick people upstairs!

"Childe, the small shop has been operating here for many years, relying on the reputation accumulated for a long time, if I open my mouth to pick people up, then the small shop will not have to do it in the future. What's more, the people who come here to stay are all cultivators, and they can't afford to offend any of them!" the shopkeeper bowed and said earnestly.

"Haha, are they all cultivators? What do you think my son-in-law is, I'm not afraid to tell you that my son-in-law is the son of the valley lord of the Frost Valley of the Melting Snow Country, cold to the south. If my son-in-law freezes, can you afford to offend?" the bearded man stared at the shopkeeper with a threatening look on his face.

"This, Han Gongzi, the old man is really embarrassed! You see this son, he has just come to the small shop, and he has no guest room and can only temporarily set up a bed in the hall!" "The shopkeeper didn't expect this son to come, Han Qiantan, the lord of the Frost Valley, is a majestic figure in the Melting Snow Country.

Not to mention far away, it was some time ago when the major forces of the Snowmelt Country were exchanging and learning, and the fact that Han Qiantan and his party had defeated cultivators from all walks of life to take the lead had already been widely spread in the Snowmelt Country.

"What's the matter, you want my son-in-law to live in your hall too?" came up from behind, a slender and tall-haired cultivator like a chicken's nest looked up and down for a while, and said viciously.

"Don't dare!" the shopkeeper hurriedly bowed his upper body and waved his hand again and again.

"You kid is also a nest, and you still live in this hall, why don't you go to the firewood room and sleep for a night!" Haha" The thin and tall cultivator looked at the thunderstorm with disdain, and his words were full of insults, and everyone laughed when they heard it.

"I wanted to go, but the firewood house was also full!" said Lei Jingyu with a frown, nodding!

"Oh, it's really like living in a firewood house, there is a chance, there is a chance! hahaha!" everyone laughed.

"Shopkeeper, I don't embarrass you!" said the white-faced man, who glanced upstairs and stared at the room with a wide door in the middle. "Three, four, you two go up and clean up the two rooms and come out. Pay for the house, don't use it!"

"Okay boy, you wait!" the bearded man and the tall and thin cultivator replied, wanting to let go of the shopkeeper who had gone upstairs to clear the people.

"Childe can't!" the shopkeeper hurriedly turned his body sideways and blocked the middle of the stairs.

"Lao Yu has opened a store here for more than 30 years, relying on this reputation. If today's son drives away my guest, then there will be no need to open the old shop in the future!" the shopkeeper looked sincere and bowed deeply.

He can't afford to offend this Han family's son, but if he really wants to let him kick the guests out, who will come to his inn to rest in the future. How can he endure such a thing of smashing a signboard.

"Old fellow, aren't you looking for death?" the bearded man stepped forward and pushed the shopkeeper away, pulling his legs and about to go upstairs. But he didn't want the old shopkeeper to hold his ankles, with a desperate posture.

"Old thing!" the bearded man glared, and raised his foot to step on the old shopkeeper's chest. Hmm, I saw a flash of white light, and when there was a loud bang, the ankle raised by the big man was hit by a vegetable dish.

Ah, the big man screamed in pain. One foot was caught, the other was hit by a dish, and the center of gravity was unstable and rolled down the middle of the stairs.

"Little bastard, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!" Dahan stood up, looked embarrassed, and scolded with an embarrassed face. I won't be hurt when I am smashed by a dish, but I can't get my face in the past, especially when my son-in-law is still watching from the side!

"If you have something to say, why hurt people!" said Lei Jingyu took a step back, holding another dish in his hand. There was such a commotion downstairs, and someone in the upstairs guest room had already heard the movement and poked their heads out to see the excitement.

"Eh, this is Han Gongzi?"

"Which Han Gongzi?"

"Who else in this snowmelt country is surnamed Han and dares to call him a son, isn't it Han Qiantan's only son Han Xiangnan!" Everyone upstairs talked about it, but none of them dared to speak loudly.

Han Xiangnan also saw someone coming out upstairs, his face was slightly gloomy, and when he saw that the big man was about to rush to the thunder and rain, he opened his mouth and reprimanded. "San'er, don't hurt anyone!"

"Yes, Childe!" replied the bearded man after a pause.

"What's your name?" Han Xiangnan slowly walked to the thunderous table, reaching for the wine jug and playing with it.

"Passerby A!" Lei Jingyu thought for a moment, and reported a plausible name in a serious manner.

"Passerby A?" Han Xiangnan muttered with an eyebrow.

"Poof!" chuckled. The doors of the rooms in the middle of the upper floor opened at some point, and in the middle of the door stood a slender woman wearing a long blue dress and looking like an elf. Everyone looked up and were instantly attracted by her appearance.

A chuckle, laughing so hard that Xiang Nan's face turned a little red, and because of the woman's beautiful appearance, he looked up, and the woman who looked like a beauty in the painting was covering her mouth with her hand and looking back and forth on him and Lei Jingyu.

The thunderstorm also followed everyone to look up, and suddenly frowned, isn't this woman in Tsing Yi the girl who raised the bar with him in the weapons shop that day!

"Why is the girl laughing for no reason?" Han Xiangnan sorted out his embarrassment and showed the woman in Tsing Yi a smile that he thought was perfect.

"Passerby A, are you surnamed Lu, or is your surname passerby?" The woman in Tsing Yi held back a smile, Yan Yu Yingying, and asked in a soft voice at Lei Jingyu. Before Lei Jingyu could answer, Han Xiangnan arched his hand and asked, "Can the girl give Fang a name?"

"Passerby B!" The woman in Tsing Yi rolled her eyes, forced a smile, and looked at Han Xiangnan seriously.

"Passerby B?" Han looked south at the thunderstorm and then looked up at the woman in Tsing Yi, his eyes full of doubts.

"Poof" this time it was Lei Jingyu's turn, and he couldn't help laughing. "Dare to ask the girl, are you surnamed Lu, or is your surname passerby?" Lei Jingyu looked at the woman in Tsing Yi with a smile on her face.

Han Xiangnan looked at the two of them back and forth, and at this time he couldn't see that the two were joking at him, so he was really hopeless.

"Okay, okay, third, fourth, arrest that woman for me!" Han Xiangnan's face turned red, and he pointed to the woman upstairs and ordered.

"Yes, Childe!" The bearded man jumped up the stairs and kicked the shopkeeper down, and the two of them were about to go upstairs to arrest someone.

"Hehe, Han Gongzi is so majestic!" The beautiful eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi stood up, and the four short and thin people next to her suddenly surrounded her, looking at the people downstairs with fierce eyes.

"Yo, I didn't see it, the girl still has people! Just you rotten garlic, you want to stand in my way?" Han Xiangnan raised his eyebrows, unconcealing the disdain on his face.

Upstairs and downstairs are full of gunpowder, but on the surface, the difference in strength between the two sides is very large. The people who are cold to the south are either tall or stout and burly. On the other hand, the people upstairs were thin and small, and they looked weak.

Lei Jingyu carefully observed the woman in Tsing Yi, but what others ignored was nothing to hide in his eyes. The people upstairs, especially the woman in green clothes, although they looked like northerners in terms of clothing and tone, the ears that crept out of the gap between their hair showed that she was not a human race.

With pointed ears and a slender body, aren't they from the Spirit Clan? Thunder Storm secretly thought to himself, if it was really a Spirit Clan, then what were they doing running thousands of miles to this icy and snowy place?

"Up" The bearded man and the tall and thin cultivator glanced at each other, and the bearded man jumped up the stairs as soon as he kicked it. The tall and thin cultivator jumped up on the spot at his feet, grabbed his hand and went straight to the woman in Tsing Yi.

The guard next to the woman in Tsing Yi saw the two rushing up, and they were not in chaos. At that time, two people spread out and rushed towards them, leaving two guards to protect the woman in Tsing Yi.

As soon as he handed it over, the thin and tall cultivator suffered a dark loss. The Spirit Guardian was extremely fast, jumping over the handrail of the stairs and descending quickly with gravity.

"Haha, are you jumping off the building?" The tall and thin cultivator thought that the spirit people couldn't control it and fell, and couldn't help laughing, but before the laughter was over, he felt that something was pulling on his feet.

Looking down, I saw that the Spirit Clan grabbed his ankle with the help of gravity and slammed it down, and the thin cultivator suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground with a bang.

Hahaha, everyone present leaned forward and back with laughter, most of the people present were cultivators, and no one had ever seen a fight that could have such a comedic effect.