Chapter 682: The End of the Overlord Gate 2

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After leaving the inn in the town with a disgraced face, Shen Shaoyang, the boy in brocade, became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and scolded his subordinates: "You group of waste, you can't do such a trivial thing as finding an inn, what's the use of my Shen family raising you?"

A group of subordinates all chose to bow their heads and remain silent, before, they had already persuaded him not to go to the big inn to grab a room, but he wanted to go his own way, and now he suffered a loss, and he came to blame them, it was really unlucky to meet such a master

After scolding his subordinates, Shen Shaoyang's mood improved a lot, but he was still a little unwilling in his heart, and secretly said, since he can't afford to provoke people who live in big inns, then go to a smaller inn.

Thinking of this, he ordered the subordinate who had gone to the inn to lead the way to the inn.

Hearing that this master was going to look for trouble again, the subordinate couldn't help but show a bitter look again: "Childe, the inns in this town are all full, and there are really no spare rooms!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let you lead the way!" Shen Shaoyang stared coldly at the subordinate and scolded.

"Yes!"

The subordinate had no choice but to lead the way.

After a while, the group came to a small inn called {Immortal Inn}.

"Are you coming here?" Shen Shaoyang beckoned to the innkeeper.

The shopkeeper's surname is Tie, and he is the original resident of the town, and this inn has been open for decades, and it belongs to the typical kind of inn that has not been opened for three years, and has been open for three years, because those immortal masters are very generous.

"What do you have to say, this Immortal Master?" said the Iron Shopkeeper respectfully.

"All the guest rooms in your inn are all booked, this is a silver ticket, take it!" As he spoke, Shen Shaoyang stuffed a thousand taels of silver tickets to the shopkeeper.

Seeing the silver in the denomination of 1,000 taels, the iron shopkeeper did not feel the slightest emotion, but felt very hot, because three years ago, after the inn of the old Zhang family was full, because of the greed for silver, he wanted to drive away the guests who had already lived in, and as a result, the family of five was slaughtered clean by the immortal master.

"Childe, the villain's inn is full, please take back this silver. The iron shopkeeper presented the thousand taels of silver tickets with both hands.

Seeing this, Shen Shaoyang's face sank suddenly: "Why do you think that the silver ticket given by this son is less, and I will give you another thousand taels, and I will drive away all the people inside immediately!"

"Poof!"

The iron shopkeeper knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged: "This immortal master, you can spare the villain, the villain is just a small people, where dare to go to the immortal master who lives inside, you should not embarrass the villain." ”

Looking at the iron shopkeeper who was begging hard, Shen Shaoyang didn't mean to let him go, and sneered: "You don't dare to drive away the people inside, do you dare to refuse this son, believe it or not, this son has destroyed you!"

The subordinates standing behind Shen Shaoyang were all blushing and embarrassed, but the dignified immortal cultivator ran to make things difficult for a mortal, which was too embarrassing.

Hearing that Shen Shaoyang was going to destroy him, the iron shopkeeper was like being struck by lightning, and continued to kowtow and shout: "Lord Immortal Master, spare your life, spare your life!"

"Bang!"

Shen Shaoyang kicked the iron shopkeeper away, and sneered: "Give you ten breaths of time, go and drive people away immediately, otherwise, don't blame this son!"

"A dignified immortal cultivator is majestic in front of a mortal, and he is not ashamed, and he simply disgraces the face of our immortal cultivator!"

A voice rang out abruptly.

"Who, who's mocking Ben Gongzi!"

Shen Shaoyang's eyes turned, and he landed on the table by the window in the lobby of the inn, where a man and a woman were dining.

The man was sixteen or seventeen years old, a handsome young man, and the woman was in her early twenties, quite beautiful, and was drinking with a wine gourd.

"You said that?"

Shen Shaoyang strode over, staring at the woman who was drinking with unkind eyes.

"It's this girl!"

The woman put down the wine gourd and said with a sneer.

"A little one dares to mock me in the middle of the foundation building, do you want to find death?" Shen Shaoyang's eyes were even more unkind, and suddenly, he noticed the woman's appearance, and a lewd light flashed in his eyes, playing with taste: "If you are willing to sleep with this son for one night, this son will not care about you!"

"Bang!"

The woman got up and stared at Shen Shaoyang coldly: "You go back to sleep with your mother first, this girl will sleep for you!"

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Shen Shaoyang's handsome face couldn't help but turn blue with anger.

"I said go home and sleep with your wife!" the woman said again.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the lobby, you must know that it was the time to eat at this moment, and there were more than ten immortal cultivators sitting in the lobby.

"Stinky bitch, you're looking for death!"

Shen Shaoyang's eyes were cold, and he wanted to make a move, but at this moment, the handsome young man suddenly stepped out and blocked between the two: "Wait, I have something to say!"

"Stinky boy, what do you want to say?" said Shen Shaoyang hatefully.

The handsome young man ignored Shen Shaoyang, but walked up to a middle-aged man sitting next to him and said, "This uncle, can you help me get that guy out?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned: "Why?"

The handsome young man smiled slightly: "I'll give you a piece of high-grade spirit crystal!"

A piece of high-grade spirit crystal is converted into a low-grade spirit crystal is 10,000 yuan, which is a lot of money, even if this middle-aged man is a master of the Yuan infant stage, he is also a little excited.

"Uncle, is it okay? If not, I'll give you an extra piece!"

"Okay!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and then he stood up, full of momentum, staring at Shen Shaoyang and shouting: "Boy, do you get out by yourself, or let Uncle Ben kick you out!"

The scene of Shen Shaoyang's embarrassment of the iron shopkeeper just now, everyone here saw it in their eyes, and they all disdained him a little bit, but most of the people in the immortal cultivation world belonged to the kind of virtue that had nothing to do with themselves, and now that someone has a spirit crystal, he can still vent his anger, why not do it?

Forced by the momentum of the middle-aged man, Shen Shaoyang subconsciously retreated, although he was born in the Youzhou clan, he was greedy for pleasure, and his own cultivation was only worthy of reaching the Jindan stage.

"What do you want to do, I warn you, I am a member of the Shen family in Youzhou, if you dare to touch me, my Shen family will not let you go!"

"Bullshit, the Shen family, I haven't heard of it! Hurry up, if you don't roll, the uncle will do it!" the middle-aged man smiled disdainfully.

"Childe, are you alright?"

At this moment, Shen Shaoyang's subordinates all rushed in and stood behind him, staring at the middle-aged man vigilantly.

However, they are also all in the golden pill stage, so they have an instinctive fear in the face of middle-aged men.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stepped forward, and the momentum on his body once again burst towards Shen Shaoyang and the others, and shouted: "Get out!"

"Ah, help, someone's killed!"

A terrible scream sounded, and then, Shen Shaoyang escaped from the inn like a gust of wind.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh disdainfully.

Song Yan gave him a thumbs up and said, "Uncle is mighty and domineering!"

Yes, this handsome young man is Song Yan, and as for the other woman, needless to say, he also knows that it is Lingyan.

"Come less, don't think that you don't need to give Lingjing if you pat yourself on the back!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Uncle, this is your spirit crystal!"

Song Yan stuffed two high-grade spirit crystals into the hands of the big man.

When the big man saw it, his eyes immediately lit up, and at the same time, he glanced at Song Yan meaningfully, this kid is obviously only refining qi, and he can actually take out two pieces of high-grade spirit crystals, I am afraid that the origin is not simple.

[Author's digression]: Three more