The temperature of the meal just out of the pot can be imagined, and it was buckled on the heads of the two of them. The people around them could clearly see that there were still a few soft things slipping into the placket of the two's clothes.

Although with the realm of the two Martial King-level cultivators, this temperature has long had no effect on them, but so many slimy, greasy and greasy things slipped into the placket, and that disgusting feeling could not be ignored.

"How did you do it, don't you want to live?" The thin man in white slapped the table in anger, kicked the shopkeeper directly back to the kitchen door, and sprinkled blood all the way. The shopkeeper is just an ordinary person who has no cultivation, where can he withstand such a kick from the thin man in white, he fell heavily to the ground, and immediately lost half his life, and his chest collapsed a piece, presumably a lot of bones were broken.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's our mistake at the Lanyue Inn, please don't worry about the next people, all the consumption of the two of you in the Lanyue Inn today is free, and we will find someone to buy the same clothes for the two of you, and please calm your anger." At this time, a person who seemed to be in charge of things walked out from behind the counter, and hurriedly made amends to black and white, and his tone and attitude were extremely sincere.

As he spoke, he also made a look at the other shopkeepers and asked the kitchen to make a new table of meals. It was an unintentional mistake, and with such a sincere apology from the store, most people would lose their temper. Anyway, there is no substantial damage, and people have said that they will compensate in full. What's more, it is really substandard to deal with a shopkeeper who has no cultivation.

It's just that this thin man in white is so substandard, and he slapped the steward who came forward to apologize.

"You're angry!" the thin man in white roared with a burning face, "Tell your boss to come out and kowtow to Lao Tzu and admit his mistake, otherwise Lao Tzu will wash your Lanyue Inn with blood today!"

Listening to the words of the thin man in white, some ordinary people who had not cultivated were frightened, and hurriedly put down their chopsticks and planned to leave, but a white whirlwind swayed, and the thin man in white was already guarding the door with a hideous face, and the long knife exuded an eerie murderous aura.

The two ordinary people closest to him suddenly sat in place with weak legs, unable to stand the impact of this killing intent, and their eyes were empty, as if they had been hooked to their souls.

The fat man in black hurriedly walked towards the thin man in white, the fat of the white flowers was surging irregularly, and everywhere people went, they consciously gave way to a way, walking all the way, and from time to time a few pieces of food fell out of the placket, the picture was really disgusting and could not be looked at directly.

"The unintentional mistake of the subordinates, there is no need to be so angry, calm and calm. If you are injured in someone, just compensate us according to what they say, and more is better than less. When he came to the thin man in white, the fat man in black was already so tired that he was out of breath and couldn't breathe, and he said with difficulty.

The person who watched this scene wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, it was clear that he was a cultivator, how could he eat himself like this.

"Don't stop Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu just wants to be angry!" Unexpectedly, the thin man in white not only did not listen to persuasion, but also pointed at the fat man and scolded, "It's better to have more than one thing to go to his grandmother, usually let me calm down when something happens, scruples about this and that, do you belong to Wang Ba?"

The saliva of the thin man in white flew all over the sky, and the face of the fat man in black suddenly turned the color of pig liver, but he did not mean to be angry, he looked up and down at the thin man in white like looking at a stranger, and doubts rose in his heart. Although this kid usually has few brains and tendons, he has always obeyed his words, what's wrong today?

The small eyes that were squeezed into a slit by the fat on his face looked around the inn, and finally fixed on Gu Qingquan and his party, Gu Qingquan still had a signature smile, his eyes were full of disdain, and the other people also looked lively.

Although they had a conflict with the thin man, they did not spark more violently under their own persuasion. And the cultivation of the two of them is higher than them, although the legend says that they have good combat effectiveness, but what small actions to do can't hide the perception of the two of them. So, what's the problem?

The fat man in black thought quietly, only hoping that the thin man would not make any more moves, but a bright light crossed in front of him made the fat man's heart completely cold. A very bad premonition came to my heart, like a wave of turbulent waves splitting my head, making people's brains foggy and chilling.

"What about your boss?" the thin man in white looked at the shopkeeper who was lying motionless on the ground and shouted, "Do you like to be killed?

The aura was poured into the long knife, and with an understatement of his right hand, the long knife flew towards the shopkeeper in the popping sound, if the knife was smashed, the shopkeeper who had half a life would immediately turn into a corpse.

At this moment, the temperature in the entire Lanyue Inn dropped suddenly, it was extremely cold, the whole space seemed to be condensed, everyone in the inn was frozen at this moment, and even the insects flying in the flowers and plants were also paused in mid-air, and the picture was extremely weird.

The light smile on Gu Qingquan's face faded instantly, and was replaced by a twelve-point solemnity. At the same time as the air condensed, a terrifying coercion could be clearly felt, and the entire inn was quickly enveloped. His eyes quickly looked around the inn, and Gu Qingquan was surprised to find that he was the only one in the entire inn who could move. My heart couldn't help but sink a little again, I couldn't imagine that there was such a big person hidden in this small inn, that person's cultivation realm was at least a supreme powerhouse, otherwise it would be impossible for everyone else to completely lose their ability to act, and even, consciousness.

Staring at a certain room on the second floor, Gu Qingquan brushed the hair on his forehead, and intuitively told himself that the person was in that room. Under such coercion, Gu Qingquan did not rashly release his soul perception to explore.

A little blue light broke into Gu Qingquan's sight, and quickly swept in front of his eyes, impartially submerging into the heart of the thin man in white. The sound of flesh and bones being pierced was clearly audible, but not a drop of blood splashed out, and Gu Qingquan's heart was shocked again.

Immediately, the thin man in white strangely disappeared from Gu Qingquan's sight. Disappear without a trace, leaving no trace.

In the next second, the inn immediately returned to normal, the fat man in black looked around in confusion, and put his white and chubby fingers into his mouth, with a slight fear on his face, and his expression was like a teenage child.

The others also looked confused, looked around suspiciously, patted their heads and continued to sit back at the table What should they do, the injured shopkeeper and the steward didn't know when Lu Dao was carried away. Everything went back to before the shopkeeper knocked over the tray, as if there was a fragment in the development of things.

The soul perception quickly swept around the black-clothed fat man, and Gu Qingquan found that not only was his cultivation sealed, but his mind was also not sober.

There was a chuckle from the side, and when he turned his head, he saw Mu Keqing looking at the fat man in black with satisfaction, and the place where the thin man in white was standing before he disappeared, and nodded secretly.

"Keqing," Gu Qingquan stared at Mu Keqing and said, "Did you use the power of the curse?"

"It was seen by Brother Qingquan. Mu Keqing smiled softly, but Gu Qingquan's eyebrows condensed even tighter, what he cared about was not the life and death of the black and white two, but Mu Keqing, I remember that she said to herself that using the power of the curse was to burn the essence and blood.

Just when Gu Qingquan was about to say something, a voice as thin as a mosquito sounded in his ears, "Songtao Sword, the descendant of the Gu family." Bring your friends up and sit down, you must have discovered my location. ”

His eyes flashed, and Gu Qingquan looked up at the second floor again.