A strange scene that was beyond Qi Yun's expectations.

He thought about it, first carried the old man's body to the first floor, stuffed it behind the counter to prevent being discovered, and then turned to look at the dark corridor on the first floor, revealing his thoughts.

Is there anyone in these closed rooms?

He walked towards the hallway.

The rooms on both sides were all tightly closed, the incense burners outside the door were quietly burning dark red incense, and the corridor was filled with an indescribable smell, as if coming to an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

Qi Yun quietly pushed open a room and looked inside.

The door made a subtle sound, almost imperceptible.

It was pitch black inside, and there was no light at all.

However, just as he wanted to push the door wider, a strong force suddenly came from inside, and the door was completely opened, revealing the figure of a protruding-eyed man inside.

This man's body is extremely tall, about 1.9 meters, and his two eyes are high and protruding, looking like a bull's eye, densely covered with bloodshots, and as soon as he appeared, Qi Yun was startled.

When the bulls-eyed man saw Qi Yun, he showed a wave of excitement.

"Can we start?"

The bullseyed man asked in a whispered urgency.

Qi Yun's face suddenly became a little strange.

Why does this sound so bad?

How can I feel like I lived in a small hotel in my previous life.

I was living alone in a certain room, and then a young girl knocked on the door, and the person inside asked urgently and cautiously if I could start?

The corners of Qi Yun's mouth twitched.

The style of painting is seriously wrong.

"Let's get started. ”

The bullseyed man couldn't help but say again.

Qi Yun's heart was churning, and he didn't know how to answer.

If you make a mistake, will the other party do it?

Also, there are really people living in this room?

In other words, the old man who was just put down by him is really a Yin Master?

Qi Yun thought quickly in his mind.

However, in order not to be exposed, he pretended to be deep, his eyes were cold, he did not speak, turned around, and walked towards the lobby.

The bulls-eyed man looked stunned and watched Qi Yun leave.

He just wanted to shout, but his eyes looked at the incense burner in front of the door, his face changed, he stopped, his palm stretched out, he could only sigh helplessly, and retreated to the room again.

After coming to the corridor, Qi Yunhu turned back suspiciously.

Didn't come along?

His heart swelled, and his gaze fell on the black censer on the ground.

Is it because of this?

The inn is getting weirder and weirder.

Qi Yun took a deep breath, walked behind the counter, took the old man's body out directly, and then rushed outside.

After running for six or seven miles in one breath, he stopped and put the old man's body down.

Then pinch out the little water emperor and put the little water yellow on the opponent's nose, so that the little water emperor can wake up the other party.

The little water emperor bit down directly.

A sharp pain woke the old man from his slumber.

He looked dazed, looked around, then looked at Qi Yun, and exclaimed, "Who are you?"

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly noticed the little water emperor on the tip of his nose, and his face turned pale instantly, revealing horror.

"Water Emperor!"

The little water emperor stretched his body long, like an earthworm dancing on its nose.

After absorbing too many people before, the color of the little guy's body is still dark red, and it looks a little weird.

The one-eyed old man was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, his face was snow-white, and he looked at Qi Yun.

Who the hell is this?

Why doesn't the other party follow the rules at all?

It's the first time I've encountered someone who dares to do something to the Yin Master.

Having taken the Yin Master captive, who took him to the land of shrines?

How else could he absorb the power of the gods?

Is there anything so bold?

"Tell me, what's your name?"

Qi Yun looked at the one-eyed old man and asked.

"You... Who are you, and what are you doing to me?"

The one-eyed old man was shocked.

Qi Yun frowned, stroked the iron rod lightly, and said lightly: "Now if I ask you anything, you can answer anything, don't say more, otherwise I will knock you to death." ”

"You..."

The one-eyed old man's face was distorted.

What the hell did you meet a madman?

Not at all according to the routine.

He looked at the little water emperor at the tip of his nose again, and then laughed on his face, with a touch of weird arc, the more he laughed, the more presumptuous he became, the more he laughed, the more charming he became, and finally his body directly began to twist and swell.

Qi Yun frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and subconsciously stepped back.

"Iron Egg, kill him. ”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, the one-eyed old man's body exploded directly, turning into a terrifying aura of energy that swept around.

Even if Qi Yun retreated backwards for the first time, he was still swept upside down by a terrifying energy fluctuation, smashing into the distance, and slammed into a boulder.

But he didn't do anything at all.

At the critical moment, the defensive jade pendant on his neck blocked a blow for him.

An extra crack appeared on the jade pendant in an instant.

He rolled over and looked at where the old man was.

It was filled with destruction, and the ground had been blasted into a bottomless crater, and there was a terrible atmosphere.

"Iron Egg!"

Qi Yun's face changed instantly, and he quickly rushed over.

Sou!

A black light flashed and landed on his shoulder.

The little iron egg was blown black, shook his body, and there seemed to be a little star spinning on his head, making a chirp, chirping, as if he was scolding the one-eyed old man angrily.

Qi Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little thing in surprise.

It's just that the body was blown black, and there doesn't seem to be any other damage.

He squeezed the small object in his hand, looked it back and forth, made sure it wasn't hurt, and stuck it to the iron rod.

This little thing is worthy of being cursed by the ancient gods, and its vitality is extremely powerful.

He was really worried that the little thing would be killed on the spot.

But soon he frowned, walked to the pit, and looked down.

After the self-explosion, he died completely.

The one-eyed old man didn't even leave a drop of blood.

The temperament is too strong.

It's just that if you don't cooperate, you will blow yourself up!

So.

What should he do next?

Continue back to the inn?

Is this old man really a Yin Master?

After thinking about it, Qi Yun turned around and walked towards the two inns.

Now there seems to be no shopkeeper in the two inns.

Does that mean he can be the shopkeeper of two stores?

It's a pity that the ecstasy smoke runs out.

Otherwise, he will definitely send it.

...

Inside the inn on the left.

I don't know when there was a huge shadow, black, filled with a depressing atmosphere, so that the entire lobby was shrouded in a kind of haze.

Under the pale yellow lamp and candle, a burly, black-robed figure stood here quietly, with a cold face, long black thick hair, and a height of at least one meter nine.

The whole person revealed a steely killing aura, which made it difficult for people to breathe.

In addition to the black-robed figure, there were two other people, with thin bodies, only about one meter six, white cheeks, cheeks painted with a blood-like flush, and a hint of a charming smile on the corner of their mouths.

They are also dressed differently than others.

It was actually the kind of funeral suit that was worn on the body.

On the left chest is embroidered with a crimson blood letter.

[Hades].

At this moment, the two of them walked down from the upper floor, carrying a headless shriveled corpse and throwing it on the ground.

"My lord, our people were really killed, first their heads were smashed, and then their blood was sucked dry, and even their souls were gone, and they dissipated completely. ”

The white-faced man on the left said in a shrill voice.

It sounds like that kind of young cat meow.

The black-robed figure had a cold face, stared at the corpse on the ground, and said indifferently: "Waste!"

Suddenly, he felt something, and turned his head to look at the inn opposite.

Two more figures appeared in front of the inn opposite, standing in front of the door, knocking hard.

"Anyone?"

"Is the store there?"