Jing Huan sat at the table by the door, seeing Sikong Ren coming towards him in a rage, secretly screaming bad luck in his heart.

It's not good to bump into him somewhere, but here you bump into him! The white blind also wore a mask, and he was about to be recognized by the two boys. Jing Xuan sighed in his stomach.

Sikong Ren and Jing Huan have been brothers for many years, worshipping under the same Murong Dao Chang, and learning the same exercises. A mask may be able to deceive Zuo Tianyou and Zhang Xiaopang, but it is impossible to coax Sikong Ren.

That same aura was like a magnetic field, which immediately attracted Sikong Ren's divine sense, and it was easy to recognize this kid Jing Huan.

I saw Sikong Ren walk to the Jinghuan table in a few steps, and slapped his palm on the table, although he didn't use his true anger, but the anger was too great, and the teacup was still shaken and cracked all at once, and the tea spilled on the table.

"Jing Huan, you kid took me away, what kind of heart do you have! Didn't you say that you were looking for a friend? What are you doing here? Say, where are you hiding things? Hurry up and hand them over to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about the same family!"

Sikong Ren held back the fire all the way, and now he finally caught Jing Huan, he said a lot of things, and the more he talked, the more angry he became, and finally leaned forward, grabbed Jing Huan's collar with one hand, and tore off his mask with the other hand and threw it to the ground, almost knocking Jing Huan down in the face with one punch.

At this time, the other guests in the entire lobby also stopped talking silently, and they all looked at the two of them in surprise, because they didn't know the plot in front of them, these guests didn't hear the main point of Sikong Ren's shouting at all.

"Hey, is that masked thief stealing someone else?" asked a guest sitting at the other end of the lobby in a low voice.

"It doesn't look like it, you see that he is well dressed, and his skills are not low, so he doesn't look like a thief!" A guest next to him shook his head and expressed doubt.

Jing Huan was grabbed by Sikong Ren's collar, his face was flushed, and he easily squeezed out an ugly smile and said, "Senior brother, you have misunderstood me." I really went looking for a friend, and I came here for a bowl of tea. Saying that, he desperately wanted to tear Sikong Ren away with his hands.

Zuo Tianyou didn't expect the plot to suddenly turn around one hundred and eighty degrees, and the heart that was about to jump out of the cavity just now instantly returned to his stomach.

Zhang Xiaopang also ran to Zuo Tianyou's side with a smoke, and said to Zuo Tianyou happily: "I didn't expect that guy wearing a mask to be Jing Huan! What does his senior brother mean, did he steal things? Phew!"

As soon as Zuo Tianyou heard that Zhang Xiaopang began to speak freely again, he pinched his wrist with his hand, and signaled him to speak less. Zhang Xiaopang was in pain and shouted, "Big brother, why are you pinching me? I'm afraid he'll hear it!"

After Zuo Tianyou succeeded in the third-floor guest room last time, he didn't tell him that he had stolen the pair of senior brothers clean. But looking at Zhang Xiaopang's fearless appearance now, I really regret that it is better to tell him at that time, so as to save him from causing such trouble.

"You keep quiet, that Sikong Ren has the strength and no brains, and if that sentence provokes him for a while, then it will be troublesome. Zuo Tianyou had no choice but to remind Zhang Xiaopang in a low voice.

Sikong Ren listened to Jing Huan's rhetoric, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, and directly used his hand to unlock the prohibition on Jing Huan's storage bag.

Zuo Tianyou secretly screamed in his heart, this Sikong Ren is really crazy, he lifted the prohibition in the storage bag in front of so many people, although Jing Huan is his junior brother, but he is also the same family, how can he stand this kind of humiliation.

Jing Huan originally planned to appease Sikong Ren as soon as possible so that he could get out quickly, but he didn't expect him to get even worse, he didn't even care about his face, and he shot to lift the ban on his storage bag, and suddenly became furious, raised a breath of true qi from the dantian, and blocked Sikong Ren's hand holding the collar with one arm.

The guests sitting in the lobby were all monks, and seeing that Jing Huan and Sikong Ren were really going to play, they left their seats one after another and hid in the corner on the other side of the hall.

There are too many fights in the Xiuzhen world, for the spirit stones and spirit crystals, for the magic treasures, and some are not even for anything, just because I see that you are not pleasing to the eye.

If you want to watch this kind of fight, I'm afraid you won't be able to watch it all in a day, not to mention that the two monks who are in a hurry are fighting desperately, which will often cause disaster to the surroundings and hurt things.

This group of monks who are drinking tea know how powerful this is, and no one wants to become cannon fodder in such a fight that has nothing to do with them, so they naturally hide far away and just watch the excitement.

Zuo Tianyou also saw that Jing Huan was completely messed up by Sikong Ren, and he made a lot of effort in his hands, and hurriedly grabbed Zhang Xiaopang and hid in the back kitchen.

But Zhang Xiaopang was bullied by that Sikong Ren so much that he almost vomited blood last time in order to wash the marrow tea, and when he saw this thing, he couldn't wait to tear his flesh and eat it, and now he saw that his junior brother was going to start a fight with him, how could he be reluctant not to watch the battle, he broke free from Zuo Tianyou, ran to the staircase very close to the two, and couldn't stop staring.

Zuo Tianyou was so anxious that he shouted at Zhang Xiaopang at the door of the back kitchen: "Are you short-sighted? Why are you so close?

Zhang Xiaopang didn't look back, waved his hand in the direction of Zuo Tianyou, signaling Zuo Tianyou to leave him alone.

At this time, Sikong Ren was blocked by Jing Huan's arm, took two steps back, and shouted angrily: "You stole the things in my storage bag, and you dare to do it to me, today I will clean up for the master first." After finishing speaking, he ran his true qi and hit Jing Phantom with all his palm.

Zuo Tianyou looked at Sikong Ren's posture and knew that he was about to cause disaster, and as soon as this palm was hit, he didn't care about people or things, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to run.

Once a cultivator who is still in the Qi Refining Layer cultivates to the fifth level or above, the abundance of True Qi in his body will reach the highest peak. After that, he continued to cultivate, mainly through exercises, to refine the use of true qi to become more superb. It's as if the previous cultivation was casting a knife, and after the knife was cast, it had to be polished and trimmed for a long time, so that the knife could be sharp and easy to use.

Therefore, cultivators who have already reached the fifth level of qi refining cannot do the best in controlling the strength and size of their true qi. Once a sudden force like Sikong Ren does not go through pranayama, it will often leak out, and the force is indeed very destructive, that is, the control of the air flow is completely out of order, no matter what it is, it will attack it in a circle, in the eyes of some top qi refining layer masters, it is quite a waste.

After Zuo Tianyou refined his body with well water this afternoon, he was eager to upgrade his cultivation, and at that time, he asked Gu Diao some basic knowledge about the cultivation of the Qi Refining Layer. When Gu Diao heard it, of course, he was tireless, and he was like a river and a sea, and he told the bottom of it. Zuo Tianyou listened while wringing out the words of the little eagle, and finally the dry goods were left in his mind. So seeing Sikong Ren's luck, he knew that the consequences might be very bad.

Now that Zhang Xiaopang has a tendon attack, it is good to say that he will not come back at all, and it is too late to tell him why the danger is too late, he is a live target if he stands so close for a while.

Zuo Tianyou couldn't care about so much, and with a force in his hand, he pulled Zhang Xiaopang over. This drag used skill, and the backlash was too great, so that Zhang Xiaopang couldn't stand firm at all, and the back of his head slammed on the door frame.

In pain, he was about to scold, Zhang Xiaopang watched Sikong Ren slap out, and the real air flow pushed forward like a wave, and suddenly several tables and drum stools that the air flow touched were shattered, accompanied by a low roar, and fragments flew around.

Zhang Xiaopang realized at this time that if it wasn't for Zuo Tianyou just now, he would have become a wooden mace now.

Zuo Tianyou was also blinded by the broken wooden slag flying around, rubbed it and looked at Jing Huan again, and found that the kid was quite flexible, and before Sikong Ren slapped his palm, he had already flashed to the side, although he was shocked by the powerful true air current, he also stumbled a few steps and hit the wall, and the overall lack was not a big deal.

In fact, Sikong Ren used this kind of chaotic true air flow to fight a cultivator outside the sect, it must be super invincible.

It's a pity that this time the person he struck with all his strength was the junior disciple in his own sect, since he was in the same sect, the cultivation of the exercises was the same, Jing Huan knew very well where his true qi was powerful, where the problem was, and it was not difficult to avoid him.

Zuo Tianyou looked at Sikong Ren who was slapped into the air, and was secretly nervous in his heart, this product was slapped in vain, will he give up? God, if you have another palm, the lobby of the Linxian Inn will probably have to be renovated and buy furniture.

Thinking of this, Zuo Tianyou ran to Sikong Ren in a few steps, and said with a smile on his face: "This guest officer, it's a big night, why bother to make such a big liver fire, you haven't drunk a bowl of hot tea yet." Sit down and rest, tea, wine, food, whatever you order, it's mine. ”

After Zuo Tianyou finished speaking, he stared at Jing Huan. I saw Jing Huan slow his breath, walked over slowly, groaned for a while, and said patiently: "Senior brother, you also slapped the slap just now, and your anger should be gone, right?"

Although Sikong Ren said that his palm was empty just now, he regretted it in his heart after the fight, after all, Jing Huan was a fellow junior disciple, and he was just angry just now, he really hurt him or hurt his life, and it was difficult to see the master when he went back. Since this young man and he are willing to give him a step, it is better to get off the donkey, sit down and take a breath first, and then talk about it, so as to take this kid's words.

Thinking of this, Sikong Ren withdrew his true airflow, picked up a complete table, sat down, and said to Zuo Tianyou: "Serve some good tea, give me defeat fire." ”

After speaking, he said to Jing Huan: "In the third-floor guest room, is there anyone else besides you and me? Who would have the audacity to touch my storage bag? Are you a fool to me for these things?"

Jing Huan saw that Sikong Ren's mouth was loose, so he also sat down at this table, waiting for Zuo Tianyou to serve tea, thinking in his heart how to explain this matter to his senior brother.