"Then don't you leave quickly?" Yue Yunchu's face changed greatly, who are the ancient and modern people, Chu Wuji has already told them, now that the ancient and modern people are coming, when will they stay if they don't leave?

"I can't go!" Jun Wubao shook his head, "His divine thoughts have already covered the entire capital, and he must have already locked the Yuelai Inn." ”

Chu Wuji wrinkled his brows, he was already planning to auction the high-grade treasure in his hand tomorrow, so as to increase the passenger flow and upgrade the inn, but he didn't expect Gu Jintong to come tonight, which caught him off guard.

"Let Yue Yunchu go to Yueyang Tower!" Aunt Ji suddenly spoke, and her voice was unprecedentedly dignified.

"What can Yueyang Lou do? That's the ancient and modern pass!" Chu Wuji's heart sank, he used to have some illusions about Aunt Ji more or less, but now it seems that Aunt Ji may not be able to cure the ancient and modern pass.

"Don't ask so much, hurry, let Yueyanglou bring the troops!" Aunt Ji urged sharply.

Chu Wuji could only choose to believe Aunt Ji now, and immediately ordered Yue Yunchu.

Yue Yunchu had already had this plan, but when he heard this, he didn't say a word, took a horse and galloped away.

"Well, it's okay to let Yueyanglou come over, this may be the only way to live!" Jun Wudei's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Although Gu Jintong controls the entire Jianghu monks of the Feixue Empire, but the affairs of ordinary people, he has no right to ask, you have no sect now, and you are not a naturalized Jianghu monk of the imperial court, but a legitimate people, once the people of the imperial court come, if he has no conclusive evidence, he has no right to do anything to you, this is the rule of the position of the guardian of the plane!"

Chu Wuji's heart was slightly relieved, the evidence was as conclusive as iron, he believed that the ancient and modern could not be found.

"Don't worry, even if the immortals come, they won't find any evidence here from the old lady!" Aunt Chicken said coldly.

"Uncle Jun, let's go, you are not from the Flying Snow Empire, and Gu Jintong will not do anything to you, you have nothing to do with this matter at all. Chu Wuji looked at Jun Wuji.

Jun Wubao shook his head: "Just because I'm not from the Flying Snow Empire." I'll be able to get you a few words!"

Chu Wuji was no longer reluctant, and suddenly his heart moved: "Aunt Chicken, do you still have time to set up a killing array at the gate?"

Aunt Chicken was very curious in her heart, what is the use of setting up a killing array at this time? Do you still want a killing array to kill the ancient and modern passes?

"It's just a matter of a moment. But what's the use of that?"

"Then hurry up!" Chu Wuji hurriedly commanded, and walked towards the backyard.

There are too many innocent people in this inn, and if you can go, it's best to go.

"Nameless, Shi Yiyi!" Chu Wuji shouted.

"Childe. What's wrong?" Shi Yidian had already seen Jun Wuji and Chu Wuji standing there talking with solemn expressions, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and when he saw Chu Wuji calling, he hurriedly asked.

"Ancient and modern communication is coming! Let's go first for the time being, quickly!"

Chu Wuji didn't give Shi Yifang a chance to speak, and ran directly to a row of staff dormitories in the backyard, these people are ordinary people, there is no need to follow him unlucky.

"What? Why is it so fast?" Then he ran wildly towards the killer sidekicks.

In less than a stick of incense, in the entire Yuelai Inn, whether it was the members of the inn or the people staying in the hotel tonight, they were all dismissed, but the killers and miscellaneous servants did not leave, and Shi Yidian also did not leave, but to everyone's surprise, Nameless left.

"Boom..."

At this moment, Chu Wuji silently felt the air around him compress violently. The invisible pressure was like a wall rushing from all directions at this moment, and with a 'bang', Chu Wuji's hairband that was tied up broke off, and his hair flew up wantonly.

But this kind of flying. But it was like a pair of invisible hands were frantically tearing at their hair.

On the other side, Jun Wujiao's face changed, and he didn't want to think about it, so he dodged and rushed out, but before his hand touched Chu Wuji, he was knocked out by an invisible powerful force, and his body retreated several steps when he landed. Only then did he stabilize his body and look up at the empty air in shock.

"Fuck, after the old lady's inn is upgraded, I'll be the first to kill this arrogant garbage!" Aunt Chicken was furious, took a deep breath, her slender neck suddenly thickened, and a vast Yuan Force gushed out.

"Aunt Chicken, don't do it, I'm fine!" Chu Wuji let his black hair be torn by the strong pressure, but he kept his face calm and shouted in his heart.

Aunt Chicken was stunned for a moment, and her momentum rolled back like a tide, and then she lay on the ground softly, scolding wildly: "Dog offal, little mongrel, if the old lady doesn't kill him, the old lady won't go out in this life!"

It seems that the accumulation of these yuan forces just now has extremely serious consumption of Aunt Chicken.

Chu Wuji's scalp ached for a while, and in less than a moment, the entire scalp was covered with red blood beads, but the strange thing was that none of his hair fell out.

"Whew..."

At this moment, gusts of wind whistled through the air, and at the moment when this whistling sound came, the invisible pressure on Chu Wuji disappeared instantly, and blood beads suddenly slowly dripped down the hair that had calmed down.

In an instant, Chu Wuji's upper body and feet were already red.

"This is the treatment of the weak! The strong can play with you like a hairball, or even wipe you out at will! Power is the truth!" Chu Wuji clenched his teeth, his face was expressionless, but he was roaring wildly in his heart.

"One day, today, I will return to him several times, tens, hundreds, thousands!"

"Let's save my life first!" Aunt Chicken sighed, once the trouble is not good today, no one can predict the consequences.

The wind became louder and louder, and when it got closer, it turned into the sound of clothes blowing in the wind, and as the first person flew to the inn compound, Shi Yifan and the others realized that the sound of the wind just now was the movement of countless monks flying in.

One monk after another fell into the inn compound, and in the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of people.

When these people came to the inn, they didn't say a word to each other, and they lined up in a neat queue on their own, starting from the wall of the west courtyard, and the procession gradually spread to the east courtyard.

The front yard and the back yard are like this, and after half a cup of tea, nearly a thousand people have gathered in the entire inn.

Tonight, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, everyone comes to the inn, and they all have a restrained atmosphere, and they don't know whose cultivation is high and whose cultivation is low.

But. It is certain that they are all in the late stage of the infant realm.

Gradually, the number of people flying in began to decrease, and in the end. After a while, a person flew into the inn in a panic, until no one came in again.

In the brightly lit Yuelai Inn, the black crowd only filled half of the compound.

It's not that there are few people, but the area of the front and back yards of the Yuelai Inn is too large, and secondly, these people are like wooden stakes next to each other. Standing together densely saves a lot of space.

There were so many people, but the entire compound was as if death was about to come, and there was a death-like silence, not even the slightest sound of breathing or heartbeat.

In comparison, there were more than thirty people on Chu Wuji's side, including the killer handyman, and the sound of heavy breathing overwhelmed the more than 1,000 people on the other side.

"A group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death are afraid of the ancient and modern passes, and one by one they are eager to stick it on the wall of the west courtyard, which is far away from the ancient and modern passes! Cultivation is to be a slave!" Aunt Chicken sneered.

Chu Wuji looked at these people coldly, took a deep breath, and suddenly sat down on the edge of the stone table beside him, and drank wine by himself.

"Hehe, worthy of being Chu Zong's son!" At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded from all directions, and at first glance, this voice did not seem to come from a person's mouth, but as if Chu Wuji's electronic voice was synthesized in his previous life.

"Since the seniors are here, let's show up and have a drink. It should be regarded as Chu Wuji thanking the seniors for washing the hair of the juniors!" Chu Wuji didn't raise his head and said lightly.

Shi Yifang's face was pale, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the beads of blood that were slowly dripping from Chu Wuji's hair. Washing hair? Is it washing hair with blood? Then let him drink blood!

"Hehe, it's rare, just with this bearing, with a little carving, it will become a great tool!"

This time, the voice was the same as before, but it wasn't coming from all directions. It's the top floor of the inn.

Everyone was either acting or coming from the heart, showing a fanaticism on their faces, looking up at the roof.

The bright moon hung high, and through the reflection in the wine glass, Chu Wuji clearly saw that on the top of the inn above his head, a white cloud was rippling leisurely, and a somewhat thin old man slowly appeared.

"Thank you for your face!" the white-bearded and white-haired old man smiled faintly, and then walked down from the void step by step.

It was as if there was an invisible staircase under his feet.

I don't know why, Chu Wuji suddenly remembered Qiu Qianzhang in a martial arts novel in his previous life, the old man looked like a master, and he came to tread water on the river with a large tank full of water, which was somewhat similar to the scene at this moment.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in his ears, and he gathered together like a thunderbolt and shouted: "I have seen the messenger!"

Gu Jintong did not speak, step by step, the speed is not fast or slow, the span of each step and the time of falling, as if measured with an accurate scale.

"Boom... Boom... Knock ......"

However, this natural pace became scattered at the same time as the sound sounded.

Strangely, the sound did not come from anywhere else, but from the feet of the white-haired old man, who stepped on the void, but as if he was stepping on solid earth, he made a footstep sound.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

Chu Wuji suddenly felt that his heartbeat was inexplicably beating with the footsteps of the old man, completely out of his control, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

The first is fast and slow, and is the time interval between each heartbeat.

The second is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but it is the speed at which the heart is beating.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that his heart had become a leather ball, one would be slapped on the ground from time to time, and the ball would beat fast and slowly, and then it would be like being pinched in his hand, and the speed of the other party's pinching of his hand would be sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Chu Wuji intuitively felt a trance in his mind, and his consciousness involuntarily became blurred.

"Hurry up and run the Shopkeeper's Tips!" Aunt Chicken's voice pierced Chu Wuji's consciousness like a needle.

Chu Wuji felt a tingling pain in his brain, his consciousness was instantly clear, and the "Showcase Tips" immediately urged, and his intuition was vast and gentle, but the incomparably thick earth vitality rolled through, and the rhythm of his heartbeat immediately returned to normal.

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Wuji felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat rolled out all over his body.

The old man paused slightly, squinted his eyes and looked down at Chu Wuji, who was still sitting on the edge of the stone table, paused, his footsteps were silent again, and he resumed his rhythm, and slowly walked to the ground.

At the moment when his feet stepped on the ground, more than 1,000 people who had been kneeling on one knee felt a soft but full of power surging from under their feet at the same time, and everyone actually stood up involuntarily.

"Are you the ancient and modern master?" Chu Wuji finally stood up and looked back at the old man.

"Ancient and modern!" the old man smiled slightly, his smile glowing with coldness and coldness.

"Everyone!" Gu Jintong was not tall, even half a head shorter than Chu Wuji, he turned his head, his eyes swept over everyone, and said lightly: "The old man is here today, presumably many people already know why, now, please come forward from those who already know!"

When Gu Jintong spoke, there was a dead silence, but when his words fell, a burst of chaff-like swishing sounds suddenly sounded.

(It turns out that there is a recommendation this week, okay, ask everyone for a few monthly passes, the requirements for hitting the street are not high, if there are five, I will add a more chapter...... Not high, right?) )