On the other side, head to the Wild Inn on the West Wilderness Road.

At this moment, the sky is dark, and it is raining heavily, and the inn is full of people who have come to take refuge from the rain and spend the night, which is a little lively.

When the door of the inn opened again, I saw a boy in brocade walking in with a group of people.

Immediately, an old slave spoke: "Shop, I want eight good guest rooms!" ”

I greet a guest......

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