This pair of men and women came together, the man was courteously holding the woman's left arm, the girl's face was slightly red, the left half of her body was slightly limited and stiff, and her gait was not particularly round and coordinated. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info When they entered the door, Lei Changyuan just put away his whip and looked up, just as he saw the pair of young men and women who were a little stiff walking into the lobby. A dark red light flashed in his dark black eyes with a hint of red, and the left hand behind his back made a quick gesture, and after seeing this gesture, a certain junior behind him jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, and quietly trotted over the counter and disappeared into the door leading to the back kitchen. At the same time, Lei Yuan's facial muscles also quickly adjusted, and he put on a kind look with a smile and greeted him diligently.

"Guest officer, please inside, please inside, do you two play top or stay in the hotel?"

"We're staying ......," the young man hesitated, turning his head to look at the girl beside him, waiting for her to come up with an idea.

"Two single rooms for ten days. The girl said coldly, her voice crisp, but her tone lacked warmth like ice.

"Okay! Two single rooms, 10 days of food and lodging—" Lei Yuan shouted like a play, and the bookkeeper on the counter in the distance crackled and calculated. "A total of four taels of silver, two guest officers thank you for your patronage!" After half a minute, the guest officer quoted the price with a sharp voice, and Yinchen, who was sitting in the middle of the grate, snorted coldly, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn, retarded! Such a simple calculation takes thirty seconds!" He would not admit that he felt sorry for the one or two taels of silver that he spent. One or two silver for a day, that's five times the price of a single room.

"This guest officer, your vegetarian fried green peppers, please use them slowly!" At this moment, a junior servant came to the silver dust table with a plate and offered rice and a plate of vegetarian dishes. Then the whirlwind coped with the other guests.

Silver Dust didn't lift his chopsticks, his silver eyes sharply dissected everyone in the hall, these people seemed to be mixed and unrelated to each other, but Silver Dust felt very strangely that there seemed to be two opposing groups hidden among them. Among most true individual travelers, there are two tables where young men and women don't behave normally when they come in.

They all stopped their chopsticks and watched silently as the two young men were guided by Xiao Er into the two rooms on the first floor, I don't know if it was intentional or unwilling, the rooms of the two people were very separated, and there were two rooms in between. The girl seemed a little dissatisfied, but Xiao Er almost knelt down and begged for mercy to "force" her to agree to such an arrangement.

At one of the two tables, a man suddenly stood up and walked towards her in a daze. Seeing this scene, Lei Changyuan seemed to be stunned, but immediately went to other parts of the country naturally. Yinchen glanced at the little man, and a bright color of surprise flashed in his eyes, this little man was not so short because of his physical stunting, but he was not an adult at all.

It was a sixteen-year-old boy, the same age as Yinchen, with a strong cultivation in the body, he was thin and small, and the outline of his shoulders and back still retained the ironclad evidence of a child, and he was not fully developed. He was dressed in a pitch-black nightcoat-like suit, with a blood-red sword hanging from his blood-red belt, which was particularly long compared to his height. There is a clear swastika on the knife grid of the knife, which looks quite domineering, and the spiritual light that flashes on the knife from time to time indicates that it is a treasure weapon, and I don't know what grade it is. The boy walked quickly towards the girl, looking a little impatient. The girl noticed him, and her beautiful face showed a look of surprise, as if she did not expect to meet this person here.

"Xiaoyun?" The ice-like tone also softened, but unfortunately there was only a slightly loose look on her face, obviously this girl is a person who does not smile, maybe this is a common problem of girls who are not popular and focus on martial arts.

"Big sister, I didn't expect to see you here!" the boy's voice was very enthusiastic, in stark contrast to the girl's cold voice. The boy walked up to the girl and muttered as if he had severe tuberculosis. He kept talking to the girl, his words were reversed, and he even sounded a little crazy, but the silver dust not far away looked solemn, because the boy was talking in black words.

He's leaking, he knows that the girl is being hunted by the Southern Empire's forces, and he seems to have set up a chain of maze to hinder the hunt. Yinchen's face became solemn, not because this boy would be heard by anyone else if he said this in front of the public, after all, this is a set of code words that only people in the Black Qi Building will use, even the blood droplets can't really crack it. His face was solemn because this girl might not only have the heirlooms of the Thirteen Remnants on her body, but also had a wanted warrant for the Southern Kingdom.

Yinchen knew that her name was Yin Xueli, the daughter of Yin Shanluan, the first writer in the southern country, and Yin Shanluan was connected to the Nine Clans because of the literary prison, and he only knew about it now. At this moment, he had to think that the arrest of Yin Shanluan and the destruction of the Yin family at this time in the south was self-destruction of the Great Wall, and it might even be a servile diplomatic act of humiliating the country made by the imperial court under the military pressure of the northern country. The southern court has always been weak to the outside world, the court emphasizes literature over martial arts, the cultivation of divine skills is no more than the decoration of a powerful position, and the warriors and generals are just chess pieces and playthings in the hands of those in power, which can be glimpsed from their attitude towards the Holy Water Sect, not to mention the extremely lax combat readiness in the Tianjian Pass. The northern country went out of the Heavenly Sword Pass, and Chen soldiers attacked the southern country with "one million", and the southern court probably wanted most not to recruit troops to prepare for war, but to use "generous gifts and tax tribute" to calm the anger of the northern country, and use "clever tongues" lobbyists to persuade the northern country to suspend the army. In order to achieve such an effect, this southern court can sell all the interests they think are worth selling, such as the leader of the Southern Empire's scholars, Yin Shanluan, the "name festival of the country", such as the sacred relics of the vital thirteen relics, such as a large area of land, such as Lao Tzu becoming a son, and in turn claiming to the northern kingdom.

Yinchen knows that today's northern kingdom is still a vassal in the hearts of the southern people, and the attack of the northern kingdom is also said to be a "local rebellion", and in the eyes of the man in the dragon robe inside the thick palace wall of the capital Pershing, I am afraid that the northern kingdom has already died Heavenly King Lao Tzu, right?

In any case, the Thirteen Relic Clans, the Sixth Dynasty, is actually related to the dignity and honor of an imperial nation, and it is even more uncomfortable to let people like Lin Xuanchen Wan Jianxin become slaves of the Northern Kingdom once they become slaves of the Northern Kingdom, and Yinchen can only fight against a huge state machine for them, not to mention that once the Northern Kingdom engulfs the Southern Kingdom, then his own identity as a "fugitive slave" is only afraid that sooner or later it will bring him endless trouble, unless he turns into Voldemort.

So he didn't have a choice.

So even if he never knew Yin Xueli, and he hadn't read Yin Shanluan's writings full of affection and backbone, he had to save Yin Xueli, or deceive her of the holy relics in her hand, as long as the holy relics of the thirteen relics were not available, the northern kingdom would never be able to get the holy weapons that could completely defeat the southern kingdom, and then the destruction of the southern kingdom would be an empty word. No matter how strong the northern army is, in the face of the ten major sects of the southern country that have been forced to unite in a hurry, it is necessary to kneel. To this day, the masters who can be named in the northern kingdom are only returning to the void! In this realm, there are no ordinary people in the Golden Dao Gate. If the northern kingdom wants to destroy the southern kingdom, in addition to the army pressing the territory, it also needs to obtain the holy relics of the previous dynasty, both of which are indispensable, and if the southern kingdom is destroyed, Silver Dust and his relatives and friends will fall into the brutal white terror of the northern kingdom together.

He didn't have a choice, and he didn't have time to care about which of the Northern Emperor or the Southern Emperor was more capable, and even if he was an enemy of the world, if he wanted to end this dark world, he must first be under the protection of the Southern Kingdom and go through a long period of development. In order to achieve his deepest wishes, he also needs the support of a financial empire, a military empire and a real god, none of which can be completed overnight, nor can these be completed under the obscenity of the emperor of the northern kingdom and carrying the identity of a "fugitive slave".

Silver Dust lowered his eyes and fell into his own ramblings. The angry desire in the depths of my heart, as if the ancient divine beast that has awakened, cannot be locked even if it is welded into a solid cage with reason, because there is too much justice and conscience mixed in that desire.

"If you can't bless the world, what's the use of becoming a god?" this question, his inverted mentor once asked him, and this question, which he asked himself in the dead of night, is now becoming more and more unanswered. Yes, what's the use of becoming a god? Isn't it just to sit on top of the nine heavens and look down on the thriving world under your feet?

Yinchen thought so, neither moved his chopsticks, nor cared about the chat between Yin Xueli and his "younger brother". He held his breath, silently experiencing an inadvertent epiphany. This kind of enlightenment will not give him the slightest increase in strength, but it will make his soul clearer, and most of the time, this spiritual sublimation is the most critical factor in ensuring safe progression.

Silver Dust lowered his eyes and looked like he was about to fall asleep. Yin Xueli chatted with the boy for a while, then turned around and entered the room. The man who had come with her came out of the room and entered her room in front of everyone, causing a few of the travelers and diners to talk about it, all gossip. The shopkeeper Lei was already busy with his work at this time, sitting behind the counter and supervising the little two to serve the guests, under his oppressive gaze, the thin little two tensed their nerves, for fear that a mistake would attract a whip from the shopkeeper, which was a terrible punishment that would kill if it was not done well.

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The rain grew heavier, and the sound of rumbling horses' hooves was muffled by the crackling of raindrops. A few more drenched travelers rushed through the door in embarrassment, shouting that they wanted to stay in the hotel for one night, Lei Changchang got out of the counter, and explained to the guests that "the room is full, the bunk is gone, and if you don't dislike it, you will sleep in the lobby" and other unnutritious words, but at least he didn't say the fuck of "only the stable". These travelers are just the pitiful cultivators of the third or fourth layer of "Qingfeng Decision", and if they don't sound good, they are "scholars who have no power to tie the chicken" , one of them also dropped his bookbag in a crepe manner, and the mouth was full of sarcasm Lei Chang's snobbish eyes, thinking that he was poor and couldn't afford money, but as soon as he said this, it was revealed that he and others were just down-and-out scholars who fled and went to Beijing to take the exam, and they just wanted to spend half a night in vain, and they couldn't afford half a copper at all, so Lei Changchang immediately turned his face when he heard his words, rolled up his sleeves and puffed up the wind to throw these people out - he opened an inn, not a shelter! It costs a penny to live in the lobby!

Just as they were arguing, the curtain of the lobby floated up, and a dozen or so soldiers walked in stunned. Lei Changyuan just raised a scholar who had mistakenly enriched the power of chickens to throw it out of the door, and suddenly saw the soldier come in, scattered to both sides, blocking the main entrance, and then a person walked in steadily, this person was fifty years old, and his whole body was condensed, and the wind followed him between walking, although he was drenched in heavy rain like a chicken, and the chain mail on his body was still dripping, but it still did not reduce his extraordinary bearing. This person's eyes were full of divine light, his temples were bulging high, and there was a little bit of spiritual light of the wind element, and he was actually a terrifying person with twelve qi transformations. He walked in, bowed to Lei Yuan, and then opened his arms and said, "What is this from Lei Shopkeeper? His tone was full of light-hearted laughter, and he didn't care about the sudden solemn atmosphere at this time.

"It's just a bunch of faceless and skinless things! Lord Yang still don't worry about it!" Lei Yuan saw this rather imposing middle-aged man, and the strength on his body relaxed, and he threw the scholar in his hand to the ground, and he screamed in pain. Lei Chang couldn't stand the noise, and directly kicked him out, and the man hit his head on the weapon rack in the corner of the lobby, and his head was bleeding, and he was killed without the fourfold skill of "Qingfeng Duel".

Seeing this vicious state, the other scholars hurriedly scattered and crawled away, but they refused to go out at all. The rain in the first month is not accompanied by thunder, but it is so anxious that none of these scholars are willing to go out and drench in the rain.

While he was talking, there were thirty or forty people outside the door, these people did not wear armor, and as soon as they entered the door, they spread out and stood in their positions, bent their bows and arrows, like an impassable blockade, and most of the travelers were frightened and panicked when they saw such a battle. If nothing else, just because the arrows used by those archers were actually broken arrows.

Different from the Qi Extinguishing Arrow, the Po Yuan Arrow is cheap to build, but the effect is better, as long as it is Gangfeng Zhenyuan, there is no one that is not penetrated by its blow, so it is also called the Penetrating Yuan Arrow, which is a powerful weapon with a long reputation in the Southern Empire, and the military ban is extremely strict, even if the Divine Sword Gate can't get half of this divine arrow. Of course, such a powerful arrow also has a hidden fatal drawback, that is, it can penetrate the Undercurrent Demon Shield, but I don't know why it can't shoot through the coronation of the gods at all. (To be continued.) )