"Xiao Er, bring me a good room, plus the most expensive and delicious dishes in your store, come to a table!"

A richly dressed boy walked in, holding a delicate folding fan, the symbol of the child, and walked slowly through the crowded and noisy table to the counter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, it wasn't what he said, but a follower beside him, who looked like a thief, with so thin hair that only a few were left, skinny, and at first glance, kidney deficiency, blood poverty, and inexhaustible urgency!

But he was especially confident when he spoke, as if the world didn't know about him.

He craned his neck and took a deep breath, the ribs exposed under the thin clothing, showing the beauty of his bones.

For every word he uttered would call out, drawing the eyes of all the guests.

When did Xiao Er see such a strange guest, he was also stunned for a while.

"Look at what, our son likes women!" he said with a flattering and evil smile on his lips, "Especially beautiful and touching women." ”

After saying this, Childe also glanced at him, with a smile on his face.

The attendant suddenly used the arrogance and domineering very handy.

"Where's the guest room? ”

Xiao Er said slowly, he was a little frightened, "The guest rooms are gone, they are all full." But if you eat........ Well, it doesn't seem to have a place either. ”

At this time, Childe showed his bottomless cultivation and personal humanistic care, only to see him put the hand holding the folding fan into his pocket, and then pulled it out again, and looked at his attendant again.

Years of experience as a follower have given him a very thorough understanding of Childe, and with just a glance of contact, he understands what to say next and what should happen.

"The money is gone, it's all spent. But if you want....... Uh", the attendant touched his head, and a few hairs fluttered, "It seems that there is no money for you." ”

The same sentence pattern is arrogant and unreasonable when it comes out of his mouth.

The old man protected the young Xiao Er behind him, and said with a smile: "Two guest officers, we are doing a small business here, and we pay attention to harmony and making money. If the two of you don't dislike it, you can have a meal here, and the money spent will be counted as a treat at our inn. It's just that the guest room is really gone, so it's better to go to another inn and look for it. ”

"We don't want to go anywhere else, so we just live with you! Besides, do we seem to be people who are short of money? If we want you to pay, we can't afford to lose this person!"

The people around sighed for a while, are you afraid that you can't afford to lose this person?

Just now he said that he had no money, and now he says that he is not bad for money.

This behavior of yours seems to be no different from that of a ruffian!

"But what is it! Just get some people away!"

The attendant turned around and looked at the vast crowd, his eyes glowing with ruthlessness.

He searched, cold, miserable..... Finally found the object, the most inconspicuous person in that corner.

The cloth-clothed boy was drinking glass after glass of sake, seemingly unaware of what was happening around him.

The attendant walked straight towards him, his eyes slanted and one leg flicking, looking like a peeing.

His move naturally attracted the attention of everyone on the first floor of the inn, and Childe also looked at him with interest.

"Hey, I want your position, clean! I want your place to live, be generous!"

The attendant flicked his leg twice, just like a shaking his pee.

(Don't ask me why I know so well, I haven't seen a pee, let alone run to her to study it...... ）

"Get out. The cloth-clothed boy was about to pour the wine into his throat, but he stopped again and said a word coldly.

Before the attendant could react for a while, his eyes widened, and he grabbed the young man by the collar and pulled him in front of his eyes.

"What did you just say?!"

The cloth-clothed boy was still holding the cup in his hand, but he raised his hand and sprinkled a drop of sake on the head of his attendant, and the few hairs were moistened by the drink, and they suddenly radiated with a pitch-black glow.

Little by little, the pale faces of the attendants became rosy, as if the dying had returned.

He lifted the cloth-clothed boy high with one hand, but there was really no half of flesh on his thin arm, only skin remained.

"Your own minions, you don't care?" the young man in cloth didn't say much, but it was especially loud in this building.

He was held high in the air, his long hair covering his face, and he couldn't see any expression in him.

"He only bullies those who can be bullied, and if you are bullied, it only means that you are too weak. Childe opened the folding fan with a bang, and the big 'Yin' word on it was particularly eye-catching.

"It turned out to be Yin Gongzi from Juxiandu, how did he come to our Chosen City. ”

"Naturally, he came to participate in the big competition, and this kid hit the muzzle of the gun. ”

There were also uninformed people who whispered, "Is this Yin Gongzi very famous?"

Of course, not only is his own strength ranked in the top ten of Juxiandu's Junjie spectrum, but his father is also the famous richest businessman in Juxiandu, but I don't know why he has such a follower. ”

"What do you mean?"

"This attendant doesn't seem to be good, and it's very annoying, and he speaks in a dark way. Someone said.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he found that he couldn't open his mouth anymore, and he fell down as soon as it was dark in front of him.

There was a silver-white throwing knife around his neck!

"This ....... It's!" One of the people next to him was already frightened and stammered.

The attendant smiled coldly, his voice was bloody, "I didn't expect that no one had heard of my 'Bloody Flying Knife' Hu San's name, it's really sad." ”

"What! He's Hu Sandao!" someone recognized him.

"Although a cultivator refines his physical body, the neck is the most vulnerable part. It is rumored that Hu San only refined the body triple, but he made an extremely fast flying knife, and I don't know how many cultivators who refined the body seven or eight were buried under his flying knife. ”

That's when it happened.

"I'm only counting three. The cloth-clothed young man who was lifted by Hu San said coldly.

"Oh, count three, count for me. Hu San showed his golden teeth and said with a smile.

"One!"

Hu San looked at him with interest.

"Two!"

Hu San looked at him with interest.

However, at this time, the cloth-clothed boy moved, and the wine glass in his hand only flashed and a trace passed through the air, but his body was still held in the air.

"Three"!

Hu San's hand was released, he was speechless, blood gushed out from his throat, he wanted to block it with his hand, but found that he couldn't breathe, and his trachea was also cut.

The rim of the wine glass is sleek, and it has become a murderous weapon in the hands of the young man!

With just one blow, Hu San's throat was completely cut and he fell to the ground and died, without any more breath.

He walked over to his table and sat down again, as if nothing had happened.

However, the entire first floor was silent, and everyone's eyes were on him.

Yin Gongzi's hand holding the folding fan trembled a little, and he said in disbelief:

"Ji Wuye?!"