Chapter 12 The Dog's Eyes Look at People Low

As the sun sets, the street is still lively, sleeping outside for three days, at this moment Yu Wenhao just wants to find a place to wash up, and then sleep beautifully.

Before he knew it, he stopped in front of an inn.

"Humen Inn? dare to use the word 'tiger', is this shopkeeper too ignorant, or does he have a deep background?" Yu Wenhao knows that once the word on the title of the kingdom, other sects and forces are not allowed to use it, once it is used, it will be understood as a great disrespect to the king, and the inn will be sealed at the least, and the inn will be beheaded at the worst, is this inn not worried at all?

Yu Wenhao stopped at the door of the inn and looked at the signboard of the inn, which attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, Yu Wenhao was wearing a green shirt, broken in many places, and there was a smell on his body, and he was carrying a burden, I didn't know, I thought he was a refugee who fled here.

"Go, go, don't get in the way at the door, hinder our business, if you want to beg for food, go to the back door and wait!" The innkeeper saw Yuwen Hao staring at the inn sign, mistakenly thinking that he was asking for food.

"Don't judge people by their appearance, you didn't even ask, how do you know that I want food. Yu Wenhao didn't want to worry about it, but this guy looked down on people, which made him very unhappy.

"Hehe, what's wrong with saying that you are asking for food, Humen Inn knows? This is an inn opened by the city lord's little son, ordinary people want to live in, it is impossible, look at your cold face, what is it if you don't want food?"

"If I say I'm going to live in, do you believe it?" Yu Wenhao had a violent impulse, with such a minion, presumably the master would not be much better! It was his father who exchanged for these five years of peace, and he would never allow these people to be powerful and oppress the common people.

Hahahaha

"Did you hear this? This poor boy actually said that he wanted to live in the Humen Inn, was his head kicked by a donkey, or has the world turned my perception upside down?"

"Humen Inn, one gold coin a night for an ordinary room, ten gold coins for a night for a medium room, and a hundred gold coins for a night for a superior room. Can you afford to live?" the guy said in an even more arrogant tone, he wanted to scare Yu Wenhao.

The currency unit of the Cloud Continent: one gold coin = ten silver coins = one hundred copper coins

An ordinary person's gold coin is enough for a year, and the inn in front of him is not too luxurious, at least one gold coin for a night, this is just a stay, what about food? It's terrifying to think about.

At a glance, the Humen Inn covers a wide area, the building is four floors, the first floor is the hall, except for the first floor, the upper three floors have at least a hundred rooms!

You can get so many gold coins in one night, this is simply a cornucopia, it turns out that the owner of this inn is the son of the city lord, no wonder he dares to use words that are taboo for everyone in the Tiger Roar Empire.

"Humen Inn is too deceitful, such an expensive room, people can't live in it, is it wrong to take a look?"

"Seeing that this little brother is from afar, he doesn't know much about the forces here, so he will inevitably hit a wall, alas, let's go, let's go, I'm afraid this kid is also quick to speak, and the gold coins can't be taken out at will. ”

"The City Lord's Mansion not only has all the rights, but also has to meddle in business, which makes it impossible for people to live!"

The ordinary people watching around whispered, and they were also upset for Yu Wenhao, of course, in this world, where is there any fairness, as long as you have strong strength, even if you rob someone else's wife, no one dares to say more.

Rushing!

Yu Wenhao threw the gold coin at his feet, and he continued to walk towards the inn.

"These gold coins are enough, hurry up and arrange for someone to prepare a good room for Young Master Ben. ”

At this moment, people can only use arrogance to describe Yu Wenhao, this is dozens of gold coins, just take it out casually, is this a young talent from which sect has gone out to practice?

Of course, ordinary people don't think much about it, looking at Yu Wenhao's disappearing figure, he gradually left, as for the guy, he was lying on the ground picking up gold coins, but his eyes revealed a hatred.

He is also an ordinary person, it is because of the son of the city lord that he was able to be a partner in the inn, over the years, no one dared to despise him, but at this moment, he was slapped in the face by a kid who didn't know where to jump out, and in front of those lowly ordinary people, he completely hated Yu Wenhao.

Knowing the news that Yu Wenhao threw out dozens of gold coins casually, the other guys in the inn no longer dared to provoke Yu Wenhao, and respectfully brought Yu Wenhao into the room, and threw dozens of gold coins casually, he was definitely the descendant of a big man, as long as he served well, the benefits must be indispensable.

Many guys regard serving Yu Wenhao as a fragrant bait, of course Yu Wenhao doesn't know this, someone has already arranged hot water for washing, took off his clothes, and jumped in.

"It's a refreshing feeling to finally be able to have a good rest after a few days of sleeping in the open air. In the barrel, Yu Wenhao was so comfortable that he was about to sing loudly.

After a period of cleaning, Yu Wenhao did not rest immediately, but crossed his knees on the bed, entering the cultivation, the last time Yun Shoujue washed the meridians for him, he reluctantly entered the realm of martial artists, these three days, in the jungle, it is inevitable to suffer from demon beasts, those who are too strong than him are desperately running away, as for the low-level ones, he is fighting against them, after three days, he feels that he has a faint tendency to break through.

Now that I have found a place to rest, of course I want to make a splash.

"The first layer of the Cloud Hand Technique, it takes more than half of the body's Xuan power to use one palm, and the last time I encountered danger, I suddenly used it, and it took a long time for the Xuan power to fully recover. Sure enough, it is an anti-heaven exercise, and the Xuan power required is not something that ordinary martial artists can bear, and the requirements for physical strength are also very harsh.

However, the destructive power caused is also terrifying, cultivating to the realm of Dacheng, sweeping mountains and seas, splitting mountains and gravels, why not, there is a long way to go!"

Shaking his head, Yu Wenhao fell into cultivation again.

He himself was caught in cultivation, but he didn't know that a conspiracy against him was slowly approaching him.

Night is replaced by day, and in the morning, rays of sunlight shine through the windows in the room, speckled with a breeze and filled the air with the smell of nature. After a night of cultivation, he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, opened the door, and went to the hall on the first floor to eat, but as soon as he came to the hall, he felt that the martial artists around him looked at him differently.

Some warriors even pointed at him and whispered to each other, could it be that there was a flower on his face? Yuwen awkwardly pulled the hair from his cheeks and found a remote position to sit down.

Knowing that Yu Wenhao had a generous move, he had already prepared a buddy, and when he just sat down, all the wine and delicacies were served, and the table was full all of a sudden.

It was late last night, and he just ate a few bites hastily, and now when he sees these delicacies, he can't help but move his index fingers, regardless of his image, and instantly feast.

Today, he is dressed in a green cedar military suit, after some washing, he is handsome and chic, and he has the demeanor of a child of a big family, but the appearance of gobbling up is a surprise to the warriors around him.

"He looks like he hasn't eaten for a long time, and he looks like a scholar, but how can he ignore his image when he eats?"

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, although he didn't do it, but he really insulted the guys in the shop, how could he let him go easily with the character of the little boy. ”

"That's right, it's only to blame him for his youth and vigor, look at his fine skin and tender flesh, I'm afraid he will die in a few clicks, hey, poor boy!"

The martial artists around commented on it, and probably guessed the ending of Yu Wenhao's death.