Ye Zhiqiu's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, and the secret path was not good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This person, with such a high level of cultivation, just stood there, so that all the deacons around him did not dare to move.

"You're very good. The stall owner said lightly, "The Ten Thousand Worlds Inn has been made like this." That's pretty good. ”

"Think of this as your private domain. Very good. The stall owner nodded.

The white-haired monk panicked, not knowing who he had provoked. But he definitely didn't have any good fruit to eat, and now he could only step forward and say: "The younger generation doesn't know that the predecessor is here, please forgive me." Juniors ......"

"Did I let you speak?" the stall owner glanced at him disapprovingly, and the white-haired monk looked like he had been hit with a hammer, his chest sunken and a mouthful of blood spurting out. Suddenly there was only half a life left.

"I'm talking, and you dare to interject?"

The white-haired monk suddenly knelt down, as if he had been crushed by a heavy mountain, and his knees were crushed.

The monk surnamed Xu gritted his teeth, stepped forward and buried his head and arched his hand: "Please also ask the senior to forgive his sins and spare his life." ”

The stall owner glanced at the monk surnamed Xu lightly, did not make another move, and said to him: "For the sake of Old Ghost Xu's face, I didn't make a move on you." Do you think I'm afraid of Old Ghost Xu? If you don't accept it, just ask Old Ghost Xu to come out. ”

The monk surnamed Xu broke out in a cold sweat. Now he can determine the identity of this senior, many years ago, he went to Fanmen Bai Mountain with his ancestor and saw this senior. The relationship between my ancestor and this senior is not bad, but I didn't expect this senior to remember him. For the sake of his ancestor's face, he let himself go, and he didn't let himself speak before, which was also for his good.

"The juniors don't dare. The monk surnamed Xu retreated, not daring to intercede for the white-haired monk again.

He interceded for the white-haired friar, but only for the sake of the face of the person behind the white-haired friar. I didn't really mean to stand up for him, just for show.

The stall owner snorted coldly: "The beast I want to kill, no one can save it yet." ”

The white-haired monk felt that death was coming at him, but he was overwhelmed by the invisible pressure, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Just when the white-haired monk thought he was going to die, a sigh came from all directions.

"Qin Daoyou, please be merciful. ”

The stall owner's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward.

A dozen gray inscriptions condensed into a large hand in the void and grabbed at the white-haired monk.

A soft sigh sounded, and a gray-haired man stood in front of the big hand, and his body took a few steps back. Obviously, it will not be easy for him to block this blow from the stall owner.

"The person I want to kill, you dare to save it?" the stall owner's eyes became dangerous.

The gray-haired man sighed helplessly: "I owed his ancestor a favor in the early years, and now I have to pay it back." ”

The stall owner put away his dangerous gaze and nodded.

Suddenly, the white-haired monk let out a muffled grunt, and a sharp blade formed by a gray inscription pierced through his heart. Starting with his body, it turned into ashes. When the white-haired monk saw the white man come forward and heard his words again, he thought he was safe. But the next moment, he died. There was still a relieved look on his face, and he died before he could react.

The gray-haired man's eyes narrowed, and his voice was a little lower: "What does this mean?"

The stall owner glanced at him and didn't save him any face: "It's your business." ”

The gray-haired man's breath sank and became dangerous.

The stall owner rolled his eyes and glanced at him disdainfully: "Don't dare to fight, don't pretend here." ”

The white-haired man looked at the stall owner for a long time with a cloudy face, and then snorted coldly: "The old man will not stop here." ”

The gray-haired man was just talking about the scene, but he didn't want the stall owner to give him the stairs down, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Don't stop? Are you going to have a fight? Come on, come on, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Luo Xiaotian looked at this stall owner with a long mouth, he didn't expect you to be such a person! How did you live so long like this?

The white man was very jealous of the stall owner, and he was lost face, and he didn't dare to do anything. With a cold snort, he flicked his robes and pushed all the irrelevant monks around him, leaving those deacons behind.

As soon as he turned his face, he set his eyes on Luo Xiaotian, and said coldly: "This son violates the rules of the Ten Thousand Worlds Inn, take it." ”

Luo Xiaotian's impression of the white-haired man in his heart was suddenly very bad, it was impossible to say that this person didn't know the cause and effect of the incident. It's about finding a punching bag, isn't it? When he's a bully.

"Ahem!" Luo Xiaotian coughed a few times, and walked quickly behind the stall owner, looking like you were doing it.

The stall owner glared at him angrily, but he wouldn't let Luo Xiaotian be taken down like this.

"Who dare to move?"

The gray-haired man didn't have a good face for the stall owner, so he stepped forward and blocked the coercion released by the stall owner: "Qin Daoyou, this place is the Wanjie Inn. For our law enforcement, no one who violates the rules can escape punishment. Please also ask Qin Daoyou to give face, don't embarrass the old man. ”

"You also have face, get out!" the stall owner's aura rose, forcing the gray-haired man to take a few steps back.

The gray-haired man's face turned blue and red for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If Qin Daoyou insists on doing this, the old man can only report this matter." Let the top decide. ”

The stall owner sneered: "If you can't beat it, you can move the rules, and if you can't move it, you can lift it up." Do you think I'm scared? Lao Tzu put my words here today, if you don't get me down, I'll kill you!"

Luo Xiaotian was a little speechless when he heard this, how did this sound...... Ruffians. What about the style of the predecessors?

It seemed that he realized what Luo Xiaotian was thinking, and the stall owner glared at Luo Xiaotian: "What do you see! Lao Tzu has supported you, and you still have opinions, right?"

"No, absolutely not! I was just shocked by the majesty and domineering of my predecessors, and I was stunned for a while. Luo Xiaotian swore solemnly.

The stall owner didn't bother with Luo Xiaotian about these trivial matters, and turned to the gray-haired man and said coldly: "Either you get me down, or I kill you." Do you want to see if I can do it?"

The gray-haired manly face was blue and white for a while, and the heart said to this madman.

Squeezed out a little smile: "Qin Daoyou said that he was joking, the old man was just joking." Why take it seriously? Since Qin Daoyou has come here, why don't you come and have a few drinks, the old man has several thousand-year-old spirit cellars here. ”

The stall owner pursed his lips and walked out on his own, and no one dared to stop him.

Luo Xiaotian didn't hesitate to follow, the white-haired man didn't look at him well, it was better to follow his thighs.

(To be continued.) )