"It's just a test, Brother Qingquan doesn't have to worry. Let's go up and see what kind of character the person who just made the move is. Mu Keqing followed Gu Qingquan's gaze, and stood up with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth.

"The man's movements, quickly, but without malice. Ye Bin's face moved and he also stood up.

"What happened just now? I feel like my memory has been broken, and I can't tell what's wrong, what about the black and white pair of brains filled with water?" Huang Fushan muttered with his chin propped up, trying to think about something, but couldn't remember. Xiao Wuyan, Huangfu Xuan and Beidou Jingyun also had the same expression.

Gu Qingquan raised his eyebrows, it seemed that the person who had just retained his consciousness was not only himself, but also the two next to him, but his mobility was restricted. Except for himself, Mu Keqing and Ye Bin, everyone in the inn had memory fragments.

But I can feel it, the person above is indeed not malicious, Gu Qingquan pondered for a moment, and told everyone what happened to Fang Cai concisely and clearly.

"Then go up and have a look. Huang Fu Shan wiped her mouth without any image, lifted the Demon Moon Knife, and walked towards the second floor. Everyone had long been accustomed to Huang Fushan's temperament of not being afraid of heaven and earth, so they smiled lightly and followed.

When a few people walked to the second floor, the room in the corner, before they could reach the door, the antique wooden door creaked and opened automatically.

Glancing at each other, Gu Qingquan brushed his sleeves and took the lead and walked in. I saw a purple figure sitting in the room, looking at a few of them with a smile.

"Come in and sit down, I'm the owner of the Lanyue Inn, and a few friends don't have to be formal. "The owner of the inn is a middle-aged man, with a very ordinary appearance and a warm smile, giving people a feeling of being approachable.

Gu Qingquan looked around the room, Huang Fushan had already sat down, and the other people looked the innkeeper up and down. I don't know how to do it, I was shocked when I saw it, this ordinary innkeeper in front of me, who couldn't be ordinary anymore, actually had the cultivation of the peak of martial arts.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed, and Gu Qingquan thought to himself: In the border town of the Moon Country, a small Lanyue Inn, the boss turned out to be a peak cultivator of Wuzun, which was too unbelievable. And it seems that this person is deliberately revealing his breath to let a few people know his cultivation, although there is no malicious intent, but it is definitely not a purposeless, simple friendship.

"Sure enough, it is a hero who has been a young man since ancient times, and Longxiao Valley can have such an outstanding disciple, why worry about the glory of tomorrow. At the same time that a few people looked at him, he also looked at Gu Qingquan and a few people, and immediately nodded approvingly, and finally fixed his gaze on the Songtao Sword in Gu Qingquan's hand.

Except for Gu Qingquan, Mu Keqing and Ye Bin, the others all put on a vigilant look, and they came at Songtao Sword.

Feeling the innkeeper's gaze, Gu Qingquan's face did not have the slightest ripple, and he was still indifferent. There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart, which was different from the déjà vu I had when I first met Ye Ziyi and Ye Bin.

When he first saw Ye Ziyi and Ye Bin, Gu Qingquan was a throbbing from the depths of his heart, as if he had known each other thousands of years ago. On the contrary, at first glance, the innkeeper did not have any special feelings, but after careful observation, he found that he seemed to be very similar to a person, and he couldn't remember who he looked like.

"In Xia Quanming, there have been a lot of rumors about the Songtao Sword recently. The innkeeper got up and poured a cup of tea in front of everyone, and said without hesitation. The teapot was lifted high, and the teapot spout and the teacup were almost half a meter apart. With a slight lift of the wrist, the blue tea fell into the cup without the slightest drop of water.

The fragrance of silk tea spreads, refreshing people's hearts, as if the whole person is soaked in a place with extremely strong aura, the cells in the body are breathing happily, the originally vigilant nerves involuntarily relaxed, and the expression on his face has softened a little.

"Colorful snails. Smelling the fragrance of tea, Mu Keqing said softly.

"This little friendly eye!" Quan Ming glanced at Mu Keqing in a little surprise, and then smiled.

"When I was a child, I read books and occasionally learned that this colorful cold smoke snail is a very special kind of tea, the color is blue when it is just poured into the teacup, and it will turn orange after a while, and it will become colorful when you drink it in the stomach, which can eliminate all negative emotions of people, and if you drink more, there will be no bottleneck in cultivation. ”

Mu Keqing shook the teacup, only to see that the blue tea had begun to slowly become lighter, and there was a faint trend of changing to orange, taking a sip, Mu Keqing hooked an unfathomable smile, "However, as far as I know, this colorful cold snail is very rare, and only one person in the whole world can cultivate it." ”

Listening to Mu Keqing's words, the eyes of several people instantly flicked over, waiting for her to reveal the mystery. Gu Qingquan looked up at Quan Ming, just in time to catch his rapidly changing eyes.

But Mu Keqing said that he stopped talking here, and successfully aroused everyone's appetite without revealing the mystery, the corners of several people's mouths twitched unnaturally, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.

"How is Longxiao Valley now?" After a long time, Quan Ming spoke again, looked at everyone and asked, "When I was young, I had some relationship with Longxiao Valley, and I always thought about the brothers and sisters in Longxiao Valley. ”

Let's come up, do you just want to know about the situation in Longxiao Valley? Gu Qingquan touched his chin, the white-clothed thin man injured the shopkeeper and the steward was definitely unintentional due to Keqing's curse power, but this martial honor-level powerhouse must have been paying attention to it from the first time a few of his people entered the inn, even if there was no trouble between black and white, he would find other ways to lure a few of his people up.

"Now that Longxiao Valley is ranked first on the list of potential power stars, and there is a misty forest as a barrier, it is needless to say that its strength is needless to say. Gu Qingquan's words are equivalent to saying everything, but he didn't say anything, and everyone knows these situations. As for the situation inside Longxiao Valley, of course, it is inconvenient to mention more.

"With the first emperor dragon Wansheng in the Eastern Continent in charge, and the daughter of the former valley master, Jiang Yudie, assisting, of course Longxiao Valley is thriving, but I am worried. Quan Ming said with a smile, his warm gaze swept over several people again, and the big hands hidden under the sleeve robe were clenched tightly and trembled slightly.

That kind of look, as if Quan Ming was looking at his disciple, was full of earnestness, not only did he not have malicious intent, but he had a little genuine concern. This made a strange feeling rise in the hearts of several people, and the hostility towards him was also unconsciously dissipated.

Mu Keqing leaned on Gu Qingquan's side, from beginning to end, she stared at Quan Ming's face with all her attention, as if she wanted to see a flower on his face, which was called concentration.

"Since you are all disciples of Longxiao Valley, then all your expenses with me are exempt. Just when a few people were having doubts and didn't know what to say, Quan Ming broke the silence again and said with a smile, "You can come to me at any time if you need anything." ”

"Thank you seniors for taking care of you, then a few of us won't bother our seniors first. Gu Qingquan bowed politely to Quan Ming, and walked out of the city with everyone.

"Longxiao Valley ......" looked at the backs of a few people, and a few traces of sadness flashed on Quan Ming's face.