"Boss, here are 1,750 high-grade spirit stones."

Ying Xuefeng handed the three small bags to the proprietress and said in a gentle tone: "Seven of us in the Nine Star Sect live on the first floor. ”

Look, Fang Feijie was kicked away, and he couldn't stand up on his own until now, and he still needed the support of his companions.

Besides, they came to the border town this time to inquire about the Thousand Shadows Sect, and it was not appropriate to make waves again.

The proprietress took it slowly, raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Okay, you can go and choose the guest room on the first floor." ”

"The accommodation does not include meals, only hot water, and if you need it, you can go to the kitchen to carry it."

"Okay."

Ying Xuefeng turned around and left with his six companions.

When passing by Fang Feijie's side, Ying Xuefeng suddenly stopped, stared, and looked at his injury, which was not very serious, nor was it a minor injury, I am afraid that he would have to lie down for a day or two.

Ying Xuefeng hooked his lips, approached him with a smile on his face, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Feijie, don't forget the purpose of your coming out this time." ”

If you can't fight, you should stop fighting, don't take your own strength.

"It's your business!"

Fang Feijie suddenly jumped back like a fried cat.

However, he underestimated his injury, so he jumped and fell backwards with a few of his fellow disciples.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The seven figures fell to the ground like a stack of arhats, Fang Feijie was pressed to the bottom, so heavy that he almost vomited blood, he roared with a hideous face: "Get out, get out of here!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the other six people were immediately awakened, and they got up in embarrassment, and before they could stand firmly, they hurriedly reached out to help Fang Feijie.

With so many hands stretched out, Fang Feijie glared at a few of them fiercely, didn't let them help, held his waist, and staggered to his feet, "Get away from the master!" ”

The six members of the Flying Feather Sect didn't dare to squeak, and one by one they fell to the ground and rolled all the way to the door.

Look at this operation, they are very skilled.

The seven people of the Nine Star Sect were stunned on the spot: "......"

came to such a play, the proprietress covered her lips and smiled flamboyantly: "What? Is this thinking about playing monkey in front of the old lady when you can't afford to pay the room fee? ”

"The old lady declares in advance that even if you sing a flower here today, you will not reduce the room fee."

"Phew!"

Fang Feijie spit out blood, looked at the proprietress with gloomy eyes, and put down the cruel words: "The proprietress of a small inn also dares to provoke me Feiyu Sect, you wait for me!" ”

Right now, he really can't beat this boss lady, but he can call his father to come and vent his anger for him!

The proprietress sneered and said indifferently: "Okay, the old lady is really waiting for you to bring someone over to smash the field!" ”

"You-"

Fang Feijie was so angry that you didn't say it for a long time: "Wait for me!" ”

After speaking, I saw him holding his waist and walking towards the door of the inn step by step with difficulty.

"Bad seeds!"

The proprietress stared at his departing back and sneered.

"Hostess."

Ying Xuefeng took a step forward and kindly reminded: "Fang Feijie is the only son of the Flying Feather Sect Master, and he has always been the most vindictive, you ......"

"Lady Boss, be careful."

The proprietress waved her hand: "It's okay, you better go and clean up the room as soon as possible, the town has not been peaceful recently, it is best not to come out at night." ”

Ying Xuefeng bowed his head, looking a little hesitant.

But he didn't say anything more, but went with a few of his fellow men to pick a room.

"The proprietress is really not afraid of offending the Flying Feather Sect?"

The sudden question made the proprietress fiddle with the abacus.

She looked up, looked at Wei Yuan and Chiyu who came down from the third floor, and asked casually: "What is there to be afraid of?" ”