Joy Inn.

The rooms are simple, or can be said to be simple, with only tattered tables and chairs, and tattered beds.

One of the rooms, however, is a little different.

It's not that it's ornate than the other rooms. Rather, there was a beast tooth floating in the air in this room, gently swaying in the wind.

The animal's teeth were as white as jade, the size of a thumb, with a tiny pinhole at the root, and it was wearing a thin red rope.

The beast's tooth can float in the air like dust, but not because it is as insignificant as dust, but because it is not an ordinary beast tooth, but the tooth of the "dark night" of the divine beast.

Another breeze blew, and the beast's teeth suddenly flashed, and there was an extra young man in the room.

The young man looked like he was in his twenties, his face was full of tears, and his eyes were full of painful despair.

The young man's name was Wind and Dust, and he was grieving for her in the beast's teeth.

After a long silence, he collected the beast's tooth and put it on his neck, and raised his right arm, as if to wipe the tears from his face.

His hand had just been raised, and suddenly there was a loud "bang" in front of him.

The latch in front of him snapped in two, one door flew past him as if it were grazing the corners of his clothes, and pierced into the wooden wall behind him, and the other door struggled in place a few times, and then slammed to the ground, and countless dusts were unwilling to be lonely, and flew up.

The small inn suddenly became lively, and the sounds of inquiry, door opening, shouting, and scolding almost almost lifted off the roof.

I don't know who shouted at this time, "The Black Wind King is coming to arrest people again".

The small inn, which was already in chaos, was completely boiling, with screams, cries for help, and the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground.

After a moment, the whole world fell silent.

The small inn that was still bustling just now, and after a while, there were only two people left.

One was Feng Wuchen who was stunned in the guest room, and the other was a little girl who suddenly appeared opposite him.

Feng Wuchen had a calm face, stared at the "troublemaker" at the door, and said angrily: "Ling'er, what did I tell you?"

"How many times have I told you, you must open the door with your hands, and gently!"

The little girl was full of food and said vaguely, "No...... There are hands!"

The little girl looked like she was twelve or thirteen years old, her big eyes were clear and smart, her round face was a little red, and her long black hair was knotted on her head at will, and she looked harmless to humans and animals.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would have been hard to believe that the violent scene just now was her doing.

It's not that she really doesn't have hands, on the contrary, not only are her limbs sound, but these sound limbs are not ordinary good workers, as evidenced by the scene just now!

She said she didn't have the hands to open the door, because her hands were holding a big leg of lamb and a big pork leg respectively and kept putting them in her mouth!

"Then you're going to do sabotage?" Seeing that this little girl didn't have a trace of guilt, Feng Wuchen didn't get angry.

"I didn't mean to!" the girl called Ling'er said innocently, "Who knew that the door of their house was so sturdy!"

"You don't know yet, this is the ninety-ninth door you've broken this month!"

"If you pay them one door, it's not over. The little girl was grinning and looked indifferent.

"Do you think it's still a door?"

Feng Wuchen dragged the troublemakers to the top of the corridor, and there was no trace of the inn in front of them, it was completely a pile of ruins!

Feng Wuchen thought to himself that he would definitely lose all the money on his body this time.

He suddenly felt so tired!

"Stupid brother, do you really want to leave all the money to them?" Ling'er saw that Feng Wuchen put the money bag on the counter, and immediately frowned, "I only broke one door, and I didn't break the others, so we shouldn't pay for it!"

"You're embarrassed to say it!" Feng Wuchen wanted to cry without tears, "It's not all your fault!"

"Give them all the money, what will I eat?" the little girl finally said her heart, "Besides, no one can catch us, let's just leave!"

"Hunting, I'll make it for you!" he gave her a blank look, a little exhausted.

Actually, the little girl is right, with their cultivation, how can these people catch the two of them!

It's just that Feng Wuchen, who embarked on a journey to find medicine, didn't dare to offend the heavens, because he still had to rely on the blessing of the heavens to refine the legendary "Returning Yang Pill"!

Now, he doesn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary!

"You?" the little girl stuck out her tongue, her face full of distrust and contempt.

She didn't trust him not so much because she didn't trust his hunting skills, but because she didn't trust his terrible cooking skills.

"Don't be verbose, don't eat if you have the ability!" he said, grabbing the troublemaker and jumping out of the skylight gently.

Moments later, the two quietly appeared in a small alley, and wandered to the town's only street market as if nothing had happened.

The situation on the street was somewhat unexpected by the two of them.

Just now, the largest inn in the town was "crazy" and "smashed", and instead of the officers and soldiers of the brigade they imagined to arrest the culprit, there were not even a few people who came to watch the excitement on the street.

On the contrary, there was a scene of pedestrians fleeing in the desert, businesses closing their doors, and a street that was neither long nor wide was chaotic.

Feng Wuchen couldn't cry or laugh a little, so he could only glare at Ling'er angrily, with an expression of "look at the good things you have done".

Na Ling'er threw away the gnawed bones with a big grin, and grinned at Feng Wuchen with unfinished intentions, looking like an innocent and weak little girl, so that the latter swallowed the cruel words on his lips intact.

"It seems that this Black Wind King is really imposing! It's just that I don't know what this Black Wind King is?" Feng Wuchen thought with some curiosity.

Suddenly, a very unsociable shout rose from the chaotic streets: "Just ahead!"

The voice is strong and powerful, and the confidence is very strong, and as soon as you hear it, you will know that the owner of the voice must have a good martial arts.

Looking at the prestige, I saw that the five people were rushing forward against the flow of people, as if there was something particularly important to do.

The leader is a strong man, more than a head taller than ordinary people, with big shoulders and a round waist, dark skin, a face full of wire-like beard, and high temples.

He was followed by four people, two men in strong suits, and a young Taoist priest of the same age as Ling'er, and among them was an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest has a childish face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a smile on his face, looking like a master of Taoism.

The little Taoist priest was not as relaxed as his master, only to see that his face was pale, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the big fish and meat that he had just eaten in his stomach kept rolling in his stomach, ready to "escape" from his stomach at any time.

In fact, the little Taoist priest didn't know that his master was more sad and regretful than him, the old man had already regretted that his intestines were blue, and his face was just forced to smile, if he hadn't been afraid of this strong man in front of him, he would have slipped away a long time ago!

"Stupid brother, let's go!" Ling'er dragged Feng Wuchen hard, looking very eager, "Just ahead!"

Feng Wuchen was dragged and stumbled, and was almost thrown into a "" again.

He was just about to have a seizure, but Xiang Ling'er was already jumping away.

Feng Wuchen had to shake his head and follow again, and walked to the end of the street together, along the way, the merchants on both sides were hurriedly closing their doors.

When she was almost at the end of the street, the little girl stopped, happily pointed to a shop on the east side, and shouted, "Stupid brother, this is it!"

Seeing this store, Feng Wuchen can be described as shocked, shocked that this store is so calm, and there is no sign of closing at all.

What was sad was that when he saw the three words "Tianxianglou", he suddenly felt deceived, and his heart, which had just become hot, unconsciously cooled a little: "Is there really anyone talking about the news of Tianrong Grass here?"

"Yes!" the little girl nodded like pounding garlic, and her eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

Feng Wuchen really couldn't understand how she could turn into a hungry ghost so quickly after gnawing on her two thighs, and she couldn't understand how her small body could hold so many things.

"Ling'er, if you cheat and drink in the restaurant under the guise of elixir this time, I will punish you for not being able to eat for a day!"

Of course, the punishment that Feng Wuchen said is a very general punishment for ordinary people, but it is a terrible torture for this little girl.

"I can't lie to you!" she drooled, but her expression didn't change significantly.

Feng Wuchen was relieved to take her into the restaurant.

Although the small restaurant is not carved beams and paintings, it is magnificent, but it can also be called fresh and elegant, unique, and such a restaurant can be regarded as standing out from the crowd in such a town.

Although it was past lunch time, the restaurant was still full of people and overcrowded.

Feng Wuchen sat down in front of a small table in the corner with Ling'er, and before she sat down, she heard her shout: "Little Er, come over quickly......"