Chapter 84

Fengyun Wuji picked up the young man, jumped down lightly from the roof, found an inn, knocked on the door, inside the door, Xiao Er poked his head out, saw the blood-stained young man, immediately retracted his head, closed the door, and said, "I'm sorry, the inn is full." ”

Fengyun Wuji stretched out the long sword that the fifth sword gall had turned into, and the door that was about to close was stuck, and it could no longer be closed.

"I don't know if it's full now. With a flick of two fingers, a large yellow ticket shot out like a dart and embedded it in the door panel. That ticket was picked up at random by Fengyun Wuji in Luminous Villa, although he entered the realm of Bigu and did not need to eat, but Fengyun Wuji had the experience before the ascension after all, and knew that money could make ghosts grind, and many things would be easy to do with money.

Sure enough, Xiao Er didn't speak, and an old voice came out from the inn: "Let him in." Listening to the momentum in that voice, it was the shopkeeper's speech. The palm refused to speak, and Xiao Er didn't dare to stop him.

Fengyun Wuji raised his legs and stepped into the gate, and the wooden young man behind him followed.

"A good guest room, find a man to come, in addition, help this little brother clean up, and prepare a good banquet on the table, that silver ticket, I think, should be enough to pay the bill." ”

"This uncle, this ......" was Xiao Er's voice, Feng Yun Wuji looked back, but saw that Xiao Er was holding the silver ticket with one hand, and he didn't know what to do.

Fengyun Wuji casually popped out a finger qi, and the door panel made a crisp sound, and then the silver ticket burst out of the wooden board. The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam.

"Xiao Er, take these two guest officers to the best guest room to rest. ”

Fengyun Wuji raised his head and looked at the row of men dressed in rivers and lakes on the second floor, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a series of staggering footsteps came, and the guests on the second floor quickly disappeared without a trace, followed by the sound of closing the door.

Those who walk the rivers and lakes may not be good at martial arts, but they generally have a pair of bright moves, otherwise they won't live long. Fengyun Wuji's hand has already made some guys with ghosts retreat, and they know in their hearts that they have a hard idea.

Xiao Er was in front, and Fengyun Wuji was behind, and entered a simple but comfortable room. In fact, the young man's wind injury was basically good, but there were some external injuries, which looked a little terrifying, but this was not something that Fengyun Wuji could do, so he thought of calling a doctor.

After a while, an old man with a medicine box on his back came up, checked the young man, cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and sewed it up for him with the removal of the sheep intestines as threads. From beginning to end, the young man kept his eyes blank, and he didn't cry out for pain, and let Na Langzhong do it.

The old man Zhongshi turned it over, then took the money and instructed the things that need to be paid attention to, and then left. Soon, the guest man brought a few roast chickens, a pot of wine, a plate of young pigeons, a plate of peanuts, and a few other side dishes.

"If you are hungry, eat it, I have not treated your internal injuries for you, and a little wine and meat will not hurt your body. Feng Yun Wuji sat on the open windowsill, on the other side of the windowsill was the street, and the heavy houses, and it was getting late.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, and suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he went to the small table in the guest room, grabbed a roast chicken, and ate it with all his might, and wept as he ate it.

Fengyun Wuji leaned on the windowsill, it was late outside, the sky was drizzling, there was almost no line on the road, only the lanterns shaking outside the inn were shaking in the wind, the street was very wide, looking out from this windowsill, in the corner of the turn, there was a banyan tree, which was very huge, and the branches and leaves stretched out, covering a large piece of the ground.

"What's your name?" asked Feng Yunji, looking out the window.

The young man just kept eating, and just when Feng Yun Wuji thought that he would refuse to answer again, he suddenly grabbed the wine jug on the table, poured it upside down, and then wiped his mouth, grabbed the long sword at his waist, and rushed out the door.

Wow!

There was a loud shout from outside the door, and then a few points of blood red splashed on the white door paper outside the guest room, Feng Yun Wuji's heart moved slightly, his sleeves flicked, and a true qi had already entered his body without the young man noticing.

Outside the window, the rain gradually became heavier, the sound of dripping and dripping was endless, and the wind and clouds quietly enjoyed the rain scene of this rare town, which was not seen at all in Taikoo, such a delicate scenery.

A sound of Huo Huo's sword swinging suddenly came from the rain, and the wind and clouds followed the prestige, but saw that at the corner of the street, the huge banyan tree kept trembling, and a large number of leaves fell, and a little sword light faintly revealed in the cracks of the tree.

Fengyun Wuji's divine sense swept away, and found that it was the young man who was crazy to practice swords under the tree, Fengyun Wuji looked at it for a while, and found that this young man's swordsmanship was more than sharp and not accurate enough, more than vicious and not enough astute, it can be said that he was completely unqualified, but the sect practiced not any righteous and square swordsmanship.

With a sigh, Fengyun Wuji fell from the windowsill and fell silently behind the young man like a light feather.

Thunderclap!

With a thunderclap, ten thousand sword lights burst out from Fengyun Wuji's hand, and it was fleeting, and the strong sword aura made the young man turn his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes under the lightning revealed a beast-like light.

"Do you want to learn martial arts?" Fengyun Wuji turned around and rode forward in the night breeze, and a loud sound came from behind him, and the huge banyan tree fell down with a bang, and the branches and leaves scattered, leaving only a bare trunk, not even a small branch and leaf left.

The rain dripped on the trunk of the tree, easily dripping small honeycomb holes in the tree, and the bark peeled off one by one, revealing the full wood chips in the tree, but the sword shook the trunk of the banyan tree into powder.

The boy stood in the rain in a daze, letting the rain slip down his forehead, and suddenly leaned down and knelt down, a little rusty. He whispered awkwardly, "Master...... Parent ......"

Fengyun Wuji sighed and stopped: "What's your name?"

"Wooden ...... Shining...... Correct...... Division...... Father...... Teach...... I!" the boy hung his head deeply, and slammed his head on the bluestone slab......

This young man is obviously a martial arts maniac, in the sect, he seems to rarely speak, and he spends time practicing martial arts when he has time, judging from the situation in which he speaks, he has definitely not spoken for a long time. Thinking of this, Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but feel more pity for this young man in his heart, he was originally a martial idiot......

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