"Yo, so you don't have any money?"

Zhang Mochen's ears twitched slightly, and he could hear that this voice was the shopkeeper who had received him before.

However, compared with his humble attitude towards himself, the tone of the shopkeeper at this time was a little scathing.

Zhang Mochen shook his head slightly, and sighed in his heart, "Although it is not easy for these people living at the bottom to eat with smiling faces, poor people have pity after all." ”

Zhang Mochen's emotion is all reasonable. Zuixian Pavilion, the largest restaurant in Sanye Town, is a place for high-end consumption, but it is not a charity. If you have money, you will be treated as an uncle, but if you don't have money, the five big and three thick thugs in the restaurant, and the thugs with the tiger's back are not vegetarians, and because of this, few people dare to eat overlord meals here.

However, today I let Zhang Mochen and the three of them meet, so I paid a little attention.

"This little brother, I forgot to bring money when I went out in a hurry, can I leave this sword here as a mortgage?" A thin figure in a black robe and a metal mask was surrounded by the shopkeeper and the thugs at this moment.

Because it is rare to see, the hotel has already been surrounded by lively diners. When the black robe placed a sword at his waist on the table, there was a burst of sneering. Because, not only does this sword not have a scabbard, but the blade is also dull, and the hilt of the sword is wrapped with a white cloth, which may not have been replaced for a long time, and the white cloth is a little black.

Shopkeeper picked up the sword and weighed it in his hand a few times, the disdain and ridicule on his face became even stronger, "You're embarrassed to take out your broken sword? Do you want to pay for the meal?" I tell you, the kitchen cutters in the back kitchen are better than your broken things!" Shopkeeper threw the sword back on the table casually, and the smashed dishes and dishes made a 'bang' sound.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was so frivolous and arrogant, although he was at a loss, he could clearly feel the faint anger emanating from his dark eyes after the metal mask.

"What? want to fight?" shopkeeper sneered disdainfully, holding his hands on his chest, leaning back slightly, a pair of eyes that were a little thief-eyed, on his slightly raised head, with a look of contempt, squinting down at the black robe. The group of thugs around them, hearing the greeting, some clenched their hands, some shook their necks, and suddenly the crisp sound of bone friction continued to sound, and their eyes were quite fierce.

Seeing such a formation, the black robe took a breath gently, his eyes returned to calm again, and he said in a soothing tone: "Little brother, I was really in a hurry and forgot to bring the softness. If you don't like this sword, then you can find a way. ”

"There is a way. The black robe's concession seemed to the shopkeeper to be a kind of cringe, so he seemed to be more courageous. "As long as you get under your crotch, the money will be paid. The shopkeeper sneered as he straddled his legs.

In the face of the banter on the face of the shopkeeper, the angry eyes of the thugs, the constant ridicule of the onlookers, and the black robe clenched his fists and said nothing.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, the shopkeeper squeezed through the crowd and walked over. The shopkeeper straightened his chest and waist, walked to the side of the shopkeeper, with a smile on his face and a haughty expression.

"Boss, look, this product is not given ...... for dinner" When the shopkeeper saw the boss coming, he immediately changed his face, but the sudden heat on his face made the shopkeeper's voice stop abruptly.

The shopkeeper bent down to cover his face, and the eyes that looked at the shopkeeper were a little dazed and stunned. I wanted to perform in front of the boss, but I didn't expect that not only did I not win praise, but in exchange for a hard slap.

"Get out of here, who taught you hospitality?" the boss said sharply, and his eyes swept over a group of big men one by one. I saw that the thugs who were still blushing and thick-necked just now, and were about to move, all lowered their heads at the moment, not daring to touch the fierce eyes.

The boss didn't take care of his buddy anymore, but turned around and bent over to the black robe and clenched his fists and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, it's me who can't teach, and I invite the hero Haihan." Your friend has already paid for the meal. ”

The boss was a little humble and reasonable, and pointed in the direction of Zhang Mochen and the others.

The black robe was a little abrupt, in this Sanye Town, he knew best whether he had friends or not. But in an instant, his eyes returned to flatness, and he looked in the direction of the boss's finger.

People will have a temporary inconvenience after all, and it can be heard from the tone of the black robe that although he is not a high-ranking official, he is definitely not a scoundrel who does not give money for dinner, so Zhang Mochen advanced the food money. For Zhang Mochen, it was just a gesture, and he didn't take it to heart, but still enjoyed the food on the table indifferently.

But when the black robe threw his gaze, Zhang Mochen's hand holding the wine glass suddenly paused, and a pair of sword eyebrows also frowned slightly, but his gaze never left the table.

"Little brother, thank you, goodbye!" the black robe stood in place, and said calmly to Zhang Mochen with a slight fist clenched at Zhang Mochen from a distance, picked up the broken sword stained with residual wine, and then turned to leave.

It wasn't until the moment when the back of the black robe disappeared on the stairs that Zhang Mochen looked sideways slightly, "Is it him?"

Zhang Mochen's expression naturally couldn't escape Wang Yuyan's clever eyes, "What's wrong?" Wang Yuyan asked a little anxiously.

Zhang Moran also put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhang Mochen.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's question, Zhang Mochen slowly retracted his gaze, shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay!"

The wine glass that was resting in the air was finally raised again, and Zhang Mochen drank it all. But under his calm expression, he remembered a figure deep in his heart, that is, the black figure in the auction house at the beginning, the same gaze, giving Zhang Mochen the same feeling, although there was no malice, but it always made his heart tighten.

"By the way, Mo Ran, will my aunt let you participate in this awakening ceremony?" Because he couldn't figure it out, he simply put this matter aside for the time being, Zhang Mochen turned his head to look at Zhang Moran and asked.

"Yes, yes, Mo Ran, you must also participate, when the time comes, the three of us will awaken together and experience together. Wang Yuyan seemed a little excited, "Well, I've thought of the name, it's called 'Condor Heroes'." ”

A long time ago, there was a cultivator, not only to cultivate, but also to love the landscape, a hand is even better, leaving a lot of ancient strange chapters, this "Condor Heroes" is one of them, probably tells the story of a pair of lovers and a head carving.

Zhang Mochen glanced at Wang Yuyan speechlessly, "I'm a chivalry, you're a couple, isn't it?"

Is Mo Ran the carving?"

"I don't want it!" Zhang Moran puffed out her mouth, looking a little squeamish, but she looked very cute.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's not a good name, I'll think about it again!" Wang Yuyan held her chin in her hand and raised her eyes to think.

"Yu Yan, this is all an afterthought, as long as the three of us are together, it doesn't matter what we call it. Zhang Mochen interrupted Wang Yuyan's thoughts, and then looked at Zhang Moran, waiting for an answer.

"Brother Mochen, Sister Yuyan, my mother has already notified me to participate in the awakening ceremony!" Zhang Moran's black eyes flickered, but the next second revealed a trace of sadness, "But I am an ordinary person, and awakening the Yuan Force is more difficult for me than ascending to the sky." ”

Wang Yuyan took Zhang Moran's somewhat cold hand and comforted, "Who said that ordinary people can't become Yuan people, I heard my father say that in our Purple Gold Domain, there are many precedents for ordinary people to become cultivators, and they have also stood at the peak of the cultivation world." ”

"Really?" Hearing this, Zhang Moran looked at Wang Yuyan's eyes and immediately showed a trace of excitement.

ps: The second watch is here!