The Ethereal Inn, located in the north of Wolong City, is an industry under the command of the Li family.

The blazing sun is high, and the traffic on the avenue in front of the inn is sensational, and it is very lively.

This is the prosperous area of Wolong City, where many children of dignitaries and nobles will gather, and some literati and writers will also come here to chant poems and meet friends.

Before the sun rose three poles, the Ethereal Inn was already full of visitors from all directions.

"Little Er, you are here to serve all the distinguished guests, I am a little tired, I need to go to the back hall to rest. ”

The shopkeeper of the Ethereal Inn was a chubby middle-aged man, who was congenital and late in the late stage of cultivation, wearing a light blue light shirt, and as soon as his voice fell, he walked into the back hall with lazy steps.

"The shopkeeper walks slowly. ”

A small, thin, sharp-eyed young man nodded busily in reply.

"One day, I can be a shopkeeper too. ”

Looking at the innkeeper who Shi Shiran had left, a trace of firmness appeared in the young man's eyes.

He had been here on an errand for three years, and he was used to the laziness of the former, but today it was different.

Last night, when he got up and was about to go to the latrine, he accidentally saw the eldest lady of the Li family and her house slave hiding in the back hall of the inn with a man covered in blood.

The back hall of the inn is a forbidden place for the Ethereal Inn, and no one can approach it except for the descendants of the Li family and some important people.

The young man had been on an errand in the inn for three years, and he had long since learned to read words and feelings, and knew better what to say and what not to say.

"Who is the person who was brought by the eldest lady last night, who is sacred, and he has to take care of the eldest lady and the shopkeeper in the back hall...... Alas, mediocre people are disturbing themselves again, and these important things that should not be asked are the scourge of killing oneself if you know them. ”

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, shook his head, took a step, and continued to greet the guests.

A secret room inside the back hall of the inn.

Xuan Feng's eyes were closed, covered in blood, his arms were on his waist, and he lay motionless on a straw mat in the secret room.

In the clearing not far from him, a young woman in a goose-yellow light shirt and a tall male orc with crooked horns on his head stood respectively.

An oil lamp was lit in each of the four corners of the chamber.

Under the reflection of the lights, the shadow of the young woman projected on the ground is graceful, like a snow lotus in the wind, swaying gently.

"Lu Ming, is this person really alive?"

The young woman's voice was crisp, and her tone was as graceful as a yellow bird, although it was a whisper, but it was very clear to the ears of the orcs.

The orc leaned down and said in a deep voice:

"Miss, this person's internal organs are all torn, and there are many broken bones in his body, unless there is a powerful monk beyond the Jade Emperor Realm to instill the Emperor's Heavenly Spiritual Qi and rebuild his muscles and bones, there is no chance of survival."

Bang, bang, bang......

There was a sharp tapping sound outside the back room.

The half-orc looked cold, waved his hand and pulled out a five-foot scimitar from his waist, held the stone door of the secret room with one hand, and shouted softly: "Who!"

"The old slave Fenghua has something urgent to tell him. ”

Outside the secret room, the shopkeeper of the Ethereal Inn was full of anxious men, his face was full of horror, and there was no longer the breeze just now.

"Miss, it's Elder Feng. ”

"Let him in. ”

......

With a low rumbling sound, the stone door of the secret room was opened by the orcs from the inside, and Feng Hua, the shopkeeper of the Ethereal Inn, made a flash and went straight in.

He stepped into the chamber with his front foot, and the stone door behind him closed.

"Miss, this person's identity has been discovered. ”

"Say!"

The young woman covered her cheeks with a white veil, and although her voice was soft, it always revealed the majesty of a "superior person".

Feng Hua leaned over and said urgently:

"This person is Xiao Naihe's grandson - Xuan Feng, it is rumored that he was the one who caused the earth-shattering vision last night. Now, including the head of the family, all the members of the four major families are secretly searching for the whereabouts of this son. ”

"Xuanfeng?"

The young woman read Xuanfeng's name lightly, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her beautiful big eyes reflected the brilliance of wisdom.

She has a single name and the word "Juan", she has been smart since she was a child, although she is only thirteen years old, but she is a well-known talented woman in Wolong City.

The current head of the Li family, Li Mingfeng, is an old woman, she has three elder brothers, and as the only daughter in the family, she has been loved by thousands of people since she was a child.

Li Juan's ancestor was a strategist who advised the founding emperor of the Shenlong Empire, and was deeply influenced by the family culture.

"Last night, the starry sky and the sea of blood surged and broke people's hearts, if it was really the vision caused by this son, he would never die so easily. ”

She frowned, her beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and she leaned over to look at Xuan Feng's body.

Xuan Feng was lying on the straw mat, his chest, sleeves, neck, and face were all covered with bloodshots, even so, it was difficult to hide the sharpness revealed between his eyebrows.

He wore a Ugin glove on his right hand, which was also stained with a lot of blood.

He had been lying in the secret room all night, and the faint smell of blood in the air around him was faintly disgusting.

This secret room is extremely special, you can clearly hear the outside world inside, but you can't hear the sound inside the secret room from the outside world.

Feng Hua and the half-orc-Lu Ming each stood aside, waiting for Li Juan's order, and there was a deathly silence in the secret room.

"Shopkeeper!

The voice of Wu Hua, the second child of the Ethereal Inn shop, came from outside the secret room.

Feng Hua's pupils shrank sharply when he heard this, this was the most important secret base in the Ethereal Inn, located under one of the rooms in the back hall.

"What's going on? A lowly subordinate would dare to trespass into the forbidden place of the back hall. ”

Li Juan's voice was slightly cold, and when he heard Feng Hua tremble, he trembled, knelt on one knee, and said urgently:

"The eldest lady forgives the sins, Wu Hua is very cautious, and every time he does things, he can do things just right, there must be some kind of uncontrollable big thing happening outside, otherwise, he will never dare to trespass into the forbidden place in the back hall. ”

"In that case, why don't you go out and investigate!"

"Yes, yes......".

The half-orc Lu Ming's expression was cold, and he waved his hand to open the stone door for Feng Hua, who trembled and withdrew from the secret room, and took big strides, quickly walking towards the sound of running.

"Wu Hua, what's going on!"

After walking out of the underground secret room, Feng Hua seemed to be a completely different person, the cold sweat on his forehead disappeared without a trace, his expression was cold, his steps were steady, and his eyes were glowing with cold light, which made people shudder.

When Wu Hua heard the sound, he was tired and out of breath, leaned over and bowed, and said:

"Shopkeeper, Outside...... There are a lot of Xiao family disciples outside, and it seems that Xiao Nai He is also among them!"

"The Purple Qilin King is here in person!

"They rushed into the Ethereal Inn and went straight to the counter to see you by name. They didn't say why they came, but everyone's faces were not very good, with a murderous aura, and the shopkeeper had to deal with it carefully."

Wu Hua replied cautiously.

The appearance of Xiao's children reminded him of the man who was dragged into the back hall last night.

Last night, the sea of blood was in the sky, and the heavens and the earth were dark, although he didn't see Xuan Feng's appearance clearly, but he saw the unicorn pattern engraved on his body.

The purple unicorn robe draped on the children of the Xiao family is a long gown made of a special material. The unicorn motif engraved on the robe is an unforgettable sight to behold at night.

"Wu Hua, you go to the front to resist first, and I'll be there later, remember! Don't talk too much!"

"Yes, shopkeeper, the small ones will go to ......."

After bowing to Feng Hua, Wu Hua took a big step and quickly disappeared into the corridor leading to the counter in front of him.

At the same time, Fenghua did not dare to delay, bypassed a rockery, and turned back into the corridor leading to the secret room.

In the secret room, the half-orc, Lu Ming, squatted down, put his right hand on Xuan Feng's right wrist, and was carefully probing the injuries in Xuan Feng's body.

Li Juan stood aside, her beautiful eyes glowing with a little fluorescence, and she was also staring at Xuan Feng's every move without blinking.

"Miss, it's not good!" Xiao Nai He rushed into the Ethereal Inn with his men and horses. Feng Hua's voice rolled in from outside the back room.

Li Juan's heart was overwhelmed, she waved her hand to push open the stone door, and walked out of the secret room. Half-orc-Lu Ming gave up his exploration of Xuanfeng, quickly got up, and followed closely.

The moment the stone door of the secret room closed, a dragon-shaped light and shadow emerged from the palm of Xuan Feng's right hand, and a little golden light converged in midair, quietly turning into a white-haired old man.

"This kid is actually one body and two souls!"

The white-haired old decay is the dragon proud.

The moment the blood-colored pillar of light appeared last night, he was awakened by a monstrous aura.

After waking up, he was stunned to find that Xuan Feng's body was full of evil qi, his muscles and veins had become as black as splashing ink, and there was an extra cold aura as vast as a sea of stars in his internal organs.

Tracing back to the source, the source of the icy aura came from the "black mole" in the palm of Xuan Feng's right hand.

Long Ao was shocked.

He had been dormant in Xuan Feng's body for eleven years, and during that time, he had never found half a cent of evil qi in the latter's body.

It was only at this moment that he recalled an ancient text recorded in the Dragon Clan's secret canon: Desperate Star Lord, one body and two souls, awaken to the power of the world, and kill the people of the world drunk......

This is a fragmented ancient text, although there are only a dozen words, but everywhere reveals the monstrous majesty of Mount Tai.

"Hahaha...... Desperate Star Lord, it is rare to see it in a hundred lifetimes, and it is a great blessing that my dragon is proud to be able to accompany him in this life!"

After a short silence, Long Ao laughed heartily, his old face full of excitement.

Then, as if remembering something, he smiled and said to himself:

"This son is all torn apart, if there is no infusion of the emperor's spiritual power, in less than a moment, he will definitely die. ”

After some thought, a touch of fierceness appeared in Long Ao's eyes, he landed beside Xuan Feng, leaned down, covered Xuan Feng's eyebrows with his right hand, and sighed lightly:

"I was born with my soul and was born with it in this life, and even if I became one with my soul, I could still maintain my soul. ”

"The Tao is mysterious, the dragon soul enters the body, and the disease ......".

As soon as the shouts fell, a brilliant golden light bloomed all over his body, and his soul body exploded, turning into a little golden mang, and along the center of his eyebrows, he quickly surged towards Xuan Feng's body.

A moment later, a muffled sound came from Xuan Feng's body, and the evil qi in his body poured into the black mole in the palm of his right hand like a tide, and thousands of golden streams pressed out, like a flood bursting the embankment, quickly rushing into the limbs and hundreds of remains.