As soon as Xiao Jin waved his hand, a group of wolf-like family members were about to swarm up.

Zhou Hao took off the star silver bow on his back, grabbed it with his backhand, and the four arrows were buckled on the string, and the murderous aura came out of his body, and he shouted angrily: "I see who the hell dares to move!"

Xiao Jin's eyes shrank, and he said sharply: "Zhou Hao, this is my Xiao family's territory, you dare to kill people here?"

Zhou Hao smiled coldly: "Xiao family, hehe, master, I only know that there is a mixed yuan sect, but I don't know what bullshit Xiao family has!"

"Okay, good, give it to me, this son will see if he dares to do it!" Xiao Jin jumped to his feet and scolded with great resentment.

A group of family members are all first-class martial artists, and they were taken by Zhou Hao's murderous aura just now, and now they are ready to move again.

Seeing this, Zhou Hao tightly clasped the fingers of the bowstring, and he was about to loosen it slightly!

"Early in the morning, noisy and shouting, what happened?"

Just when the situation was about to erupt, a clear voice came from the door.

With this voice, a man of medium height, dressed as a rich man, with squinted eyes, rosacea, and a green robe who looked to be no more than in his early fifties, appeared at the door of the inn.

Zhou Hao was facing the door of the inn, his eyes swept over this person, and he was taken aback.

If it is said that the momentum of Gongsun Fu, Nangong Yu and other spiritual martial arts cultivators, Zhou Hao can still faintly detect a little, but this person seems to be shrouded in a fog, making people unable to see their cultivation at all, giving people an unfathomable and profound feeling.

This feeling has only been experienced by Zhou Hao in Xuanyuan Ruofei.

And Xiao Jin turned his back to the door of the inn, but he couldn't hear the voice, his face was gloomy, and he scolded in a cold voice: "The Xiao family is doing things here, and the idle people will stay away from this son!"

"Hmph!" only to hear the green-robed man frown, and then snorted softly.

This hum, although the voice was light, it fell into the ears of Xiao Jin and the others like thunder, which shook the eardrum and made the head dizzy.

I only heard the green-robed man continue: "Xiao family, which Xiao family, under the nose of my Mixed Yuan Sect, actually dares to be so rampant!"

Xiao Jin was stunned by that soft snort, turned around in shock, and when he saw the green-robed man at the door, he was suddenly shocked, and his legs were weak, "Goo!" With a sound, he knelt down firmly, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said tremblingly: "The disciple doesn't know that Deacon Qian is here, your old man must not blame the disciple for his nonsense!"

Zhou Hao's heart moved slightly: Deacon Qian? Could it be Qian Junchen, General Xue's registered master?

I saw the green-robed man slowly walking into the inn, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and then stared at Xiao Jindao, who was kneeling and didn't dare to get up: "Who are you? Why do you recognize the old man?"

Xiao Jin's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, he didn't dare to hesitate, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple Xiao Jin, my father and my father Xiao Qian have been working under Deacon Qian, so the disciple recognizes you old man!"

The green-robed man's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said coldly: "It turned out to be Xiao Qian's son, your father has always been cautious, how could he give birth to such an arrogant son as you?

Xiao Jin was so frightened that he was like a sifting chaff, and said in a trembling voice: "The younger brother is really in a hurry, and he doesn't choose what to say, and I hope that your old man will forgive his sins!"

The green-robed man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is it that can force you to be so anxious?

Xiao Jin's head turned quickly, and he hurriedly replied: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the innkeeper owes my family a sum of money, and they just want to repay the debt, and the disciple is also angry, so!"

The green-robed man swept his eyes towards Zhou Hao and Lin Meirou, and saw that Zhou Hao was still in a tense posture, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you kid?

Zhou Hao's expression froze, and he slowly loosened the tight bowstring, and hugged his fist at the green-robed man and said, "Junior Zhou Hao, I've seen my senior!"

The green-robed man's eyes flashed with a different color: "Oh, you are Zhou Hao? is my Xue Wanche apprentice, the Zhou Hao who recommended it to the old man's name?"

Zhou Hao said in a deep voice: "If the junior didn't guess wrong, you are the senior of Qian Junchen?"

The green-robed man smiled faintly and said, "You guessed right, the old man is Qian Junchen!"

When Xiao Jin heard the conversation between the two, he was so frightened that his soul was scared!

This Zhou Hao actually has this relationship with Qian Junchen, so how can it be good? Xiao Jin's mind turned a thousand times, and his heart hung in his throat.

That Qian Junchen's eyes swept slightly over Zhou Hao, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face: "Hey, you have been promoted to a top martial artist! In the letter that my disciple gave me, he only said that you were a first-class early stage cultivator, and in just two months, you had actually reached such a point! Could it be that what I said in my letter was wrong?"

Zhou Hao smiled faintly and said: "What the general said in his letter is accurate! The juniors have had adventures in the past two months, and their cultivation talents have soared all the way!"

Zhou Hao said this, in fact, there is nothing wrong. If it weren't for that mysterious bone spur, as well as the rich treasures under the Blood Jiao Dock, there would definitely not be so many elixirs for his cultivation to soar all the way. If it were completely dependent on Zhou Hao's own cultivation, I am afraid that it would only be a first-class early stage of cultivation now.

Qian Junchen's expression eased, and he nodded: "I see, you scared the old man a lot! If it was only two months, you were promoted from the early stage of the first-class to the top martial artist, even if I repeatedly praised you for your amazing talent in the letter, it would be too demonic." ”

Zhou Hao touched the back of his head and smiled.

Qian Junchen continued: "You can also tell me, what is going on today? Why are you in a tense situation with this Xiao Jin and his gang?"

Zhou Hao's mind turned slightly, and he replied: "Actually, the juniors are just fighting unevenly! The real situation, only the proprietress of this inn can explain it clearly, let her talk to the seniors!"

Qian Junchen nodded: "Then let her come over and talk about it!"

When Lin Meirou heard this, she walked up gracefully, the tears on her face were not dry, and she looked at Qian Junchen with a touching demeanor that I saw pity, and then said: "This Lingyun Inn is the ancestral property of the slave family's husband, although the business has not been prosperous, but it can barely support it." The husband of the slave family has no other problems, so he likes to play two small sums in the gambling house, and he never wins or loses more than a hundred taels of silver. The slave family's repeated persuasion was ineffective, so they could only let it go!"

When Lin Meirou said this, her eyes turned red again, and she continued: "Who knew that this was the cause of the disaster! More than half a year ago, the husband and wife of the slave family secretly went to the gambling house to play money, but who knew that he was so obsessed with his mind that he actually exported more than one million taels of silver overnight! Not only did he lose all his family savings, but even the ancestral business of this family and the big living person of the slave family were mortgaged out by him!"