Qin Luoling and his party came to the Tianwu Inn. Ning Furong looked displeased, tilted her head, and there was no one in her eyes.

Qin Luoling saluted to the boss of the Tianwu Inn: "Boss, eight rooms." ”

"Okay, Little Er, eight upper rooms."

Ning Furong watched Qin Luoling salute to an ordinary shopkeeper, and immediately sneered in a low voice: "Cut, your waist is so soft." ”

Ning Furong knew Qin Luoling's status in the Heavenly Martial Sect, so naturally she would not blatantly say that people were cheap and soft, but the irony of attacking from the side was indispensable.

Qin Luoling naturally heard it, ignored her, and didn't explain. She originally wanted to pit Ning Furong, an arrogant and domineering girl.

"How many days do you have to live in an upper room with fifty spirit stones? Who pays? The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face that he was about forty and kind.

"To each of them to pay for each other, tentatively for three days." Qin Luoling said.

Qin Luoling's cultivation here is not the highest, but she is the most proud disciple of Elder Xiao Hanqi, and in a group of people, she is faintly the leader.

Ning Furong's cultivation in the Tianwu Sect was low, and she had no backers, so no one cared so much about her opinion.

"Hey, ugly bastard, are you running a black shop? Fifty spirit stones for one night! You're robbing money! Believe it or not, I'll cut you! When Ning Furong heard that fifty spirit stones were one night, she immediately became angry, how could a mortal inn be so expensive, isn't this a money robbery?

Twenty taels of gold in an ordinary inn is already sky-high.

"Senior Sister Qin, change the family!" Ning Furong ignored the crowd who looked at her in surprise, and with contempt, she raised her head and squinted at the shopkeeper in front of her and said.

The corners of Qin Luoling's mouth mentioned, she just didn't tell this arrogant woman that the Tianwu Inn was opened by the sect itself, so she made her suffer a little.

Before coming, the master also instructed that when you arrive at Yizhang's territory, be respectful and low-key, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

The expression on the face of the shopkeeper, who was called the ugly monster, was surprised at first, but he reacted like the bottom of a pot: "What are you talking about me?" ”

"Ugly!" Ning Furong raised her head higher, now she didn't want to look at the other party, she felt dirty, a mortal boss, she was a princess-like existence, and it was his ancestral tomb that could talk to him.

The shopkeeper Yizhang is one meter seven or eight tall, his body is not tall, and his appearance may not be particularly stunning among monks, but his skin is fair, the bridge of his nose is high, and his mouth is a little thicker.

"Smack!" A spiritual power slapped on Ning Furong's face.

Before Ning Furong could react, she had already been flown out of the gate and fell on the road at the entrance of the inn.

On the way to and fro, a beautiful woman fell directly to the ground, and slid all the way to the ground before stopping.

Such a scene is really rare in a century, and passers-by have stopped to look at the woman who flew out of this magnificent and luxurious inn.

Ning Furong was stunned.

Her face slid against the ground, and her tears fell from her eyes.

What's going on? How did you fly out? Who hit himself?

Enduring the pain in her chest and face, she got up from the ground, the left side of her face was already swollen like a steamed bun, the five finger prints were still on it, and the other side of her face had been rubbed on the ground to leave blood marks.

"Wow!" Ning Furong howled and cried, "Senior Sister Qin, someone beat me!" ”

She didn't see who made the shot.

Qin Luoling glanced at her like a fool, and took out one hundred and fifty spirit beads from his arms and put them on the counter.

The rest of them followed as if they didn't see it, they were really shocked, and there were even people who dared to call him ugly in front of the grumpy Uncle Yizhang, and said that he opened a black shop.

Several of the disciples couldn't help but cover their mouths and hold back laughter.

"Isn't it funny?"

These disciples who were holding back laughter were so frightened that they closed their expressions and shook their heads with serious faces.

"Am I ugly?"

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads, they didn't dare to come out, they often came out to do tasks, and they knew that Uncle Yizhang, if it wasn't for his temper being too stinky, he wouldn't have been assigned here to protect the safety of his disciples.

People who need to protect the disciples of the sect who are mixed into the chaotic society, without any temper and means, how dare the sect send them out.

"Senior Brother Zhang, someone just beat me! Woooooo Ning Furong sat on the ground and cried, seeing that Qin Luoling didn't give herself a head, and hurriedly asked Senior Brother Zhang, who was the most attentive to her, for help.

The disciple surnamed Zhang was frightened like a quail when he heard this, and he wanted to bury his head in his chest.

"After paying the money, give me a calf, why are you staying here? Steal my job? Yi Zhang scolded this group of disciples.

The group hurriedly put the spirit stone on the table, and no longer needed the second collar of the shop, they rushed to push each other upstairs.

The shopkeeper was also confused, how could the boss fan a delicate disciple directly out of the door today?

It seems that the other party said that Uncle Yizhang is ugly? Open a black shop?

My mother, which disciple is so rigid? Uncle Yizhang fell in love with the same junior sister at the same time as his senior brother before, but the junior sister chose a more handsome senior brother and gave him Yizhang a good person card, so Yizhang really cares about his appearance, and he didn't eat less beauty pills.

The shopkeeper hurriedly shrank his head and hurriedly went to assign a room to the disciple who had just arrived.

Ning Furong saw that all the senior brothers and sisters ignored her, she was extremely sad, this group of bastards, and that senior brother Zhang, who is usually so attentive to her, this will be something for her, he actually left her alone!

It's infuriating! I will never give him a good look in the future!

Ning Furong, who came to her senses, got up and walked into the store, pointed at Yizhang and said, "Did you beat me just now?" ”

"Yes." Yizhang replied very cheerfully.

He has never diverged his cultivation coercion, so Ning Furong has always thought that he is a mortal, because he can't perceive the other party's cultivation, Yizhang is too much higher than her, even if the divergent cultivation fluctuates, Ning Furong can't see his cultivation level clearly.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Yi Zhang said without raising his eyelids, he counted the spirit stones on the table and put them in the space ring, and he didn't bother to know the name of such a rude disciple.

"You! You! Ning Furong trembled with anger, pointed to the clothes on her body and said: "I am a disciple of the Tianwu Sect, and the group of people just now are all my senior brothers and sisters, you dare to do something to the disciples of the Tianwu Sect, I think you don't want to do business in Mengliang City, right?" ”

Yi Zhang raised his eyelids and looked at Ning Furong, the girl who had just paid off her beauty, and now her face on both sides was swollen like a bun, or a dirty bun.

Ning Furong looked at his eyes and smiled: "Now even if you kneel at my feet and beg me, I won't forgive you, just wait for the door to close!" The Heavenly Martial Sect will put ......"

Before she finished her threatening words, she was grabbed by the hair by Yizhang and dragged to the back of the yard.

Yizhang didn't bother to pay attention to this arrogant girl who didn't have any eyesight, and directly pulled her into the backyard.

"Ahh Let me go! Let me go! I am a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect! You're looking for death! I'll have my brother come and kill you!" ”

Yizhang lowered his eyes and sighed slightly, how could the sect accept such a thing into the door?

Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting go, and her hair was so painful that she was tearful that Ning Furong continued to carry the back mountain: "My brother is the closed disciple of the ancestor, you let go, otherwise my brother will kill you with a sword!" ”

Seeing that the other party was still stubborn, Yizhang threw Ning Furong into the water tank in the backyard.

"Poof~" As soon as there was a sound, Ning Furong stood up from the water tank in embarrassment and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Are you a fool, my brother is Ning Changkong, he is a closed disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect Ancestor! You're in for a big deal! You stand ...... Woo......"

Ning Furong was pressed into the water again.

This time, Yizhang didn't get close, and directly controlled it with spiritual power in the air, pressing Ning Furong's head and pressing it into the water.

Ning Furong felt the majestic spiritual power at this time, and she had no power to resist under that spiritual power.

How is it possible, the other party turned out to be a monk, or a monk who is a cut above himself! Why would such a highly cultivated monk go to the mortal world to open an inn?

This was beyond her comprehension.

On the second and third floors, many rooms had their windows opened, and they stretched their necks curiously to watch the excitement, and suddenly saw that it was Yizhang who was teaching his disciples, and they closed the windows one after another, as if nothing had happened.

Ning Furong struggled underwater.

"Gollum ......"

Just when Ning Furong thought she was about to be drowned, her head was lifted from the water by spiritual power, and she coughed violently and breathed heavily.

"Do you know it's wrong?" Yizhang's voice sounded.

Ning Furong hadn't caught her breath yet, she opened her mouth and was about to speak, when her head was pressed into the water again.

Ning Furong shaved her hands and feet, but she couldn't get up, even if her hands had grabbed the edge of the water tank and tried to raise her head, she just couldn't raise her head.

The already turbid water choked on her mouth and nose, and Ning Furong sensed the threat of death.

Just as she was dying, she was given another breath of fresh air.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

The violent cough and the stinging pain in her throat made Ning Furong feel miserable.

She was scared.

Even if she lifted out the backer.

Her father was nothing more than the lord of a remote town, and the sky was high and the emperor was far away.

The Tianwu Sect is different, this time the Tianwu Sect has thousands of disciples, and Elder Xiao Hanqian has all come out, and they are in the City Lord's Mansion.

And this shopkeeper was so bold that he ignored that she was a disciple of the Tianwu Sect, and beat himself like this in front of the disciples of the Tianwu Sect, and punished himself.

And why didn't the brothers and sisters stand up for themselves? Could it be that the owner of this shop has a big background behind it? Don't even give face to the Tianwu Sect?

Tianyan Sect?

Ning Furong was in a lot of thoughts, but before she could think clearly, she was pressed into the water again.

Tortured again and again, Ning Furong was about to go crazy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Whining! ”