Amon was a little surprised when she arrived more than half a step, everything in front of her had changed, she still vaguely remembered passing by here when she rushed to the world three hundred years ago, at that time half a step was mostly in a state of chaos, everyone was suspicious of each other and slaughtered each other, and there were even bandits stationed all year round, it was completely a place of three things.

But now the inn has obviously been renovated, the wooden building has been repainted, the tables and chairs have been replaced, and the strangest thing is that the people here seem to be in order, even those hideous-looking demons are like obedient children, just eating and chatting.

Amon was a little confused, did she come to the wrong place?

"What does this girl want to eat, the shop has recently added some new dishes, do you want to taste it?" ”

Just when Amon didn't know what to do, a voice sounded, she looked in the direction of the sound, but at first glance she was a little surprised, the person who came was wearing a dark dragon pattern green shirt, and his long hair was held behind his head with a purple hosta. The whole person exudes a sense of laziness, looking at that face, the axe and chisel are carved like works of art, especially a red tear mole in the corner of the eye is particularly eye-catching.

Amon was a little stunned, such a person is definitely a leader even if he is placed in the Nine Heavens, in this half-step inn is actually just a small guy, what has happened to the half-step inn in the past three hundred years?

"I don't eat, I'm here to find something, but the half-step inn seems to have become a little different. Amon was a little embarrassed, but he still stubbornly said.

The man immediately closed the recipe, the expression on his face changed instantly, and he snorted softly, "The half-step inn now has a master, and everything belongs to the inn." ”

"Then, then I'll buy it, as long as I have what I want, I'm willing to pay no matter how big the price is. Amun's face flushed, but his eyes were full of determination.

The man just wanted to speak, but not far away remembered a beautiful voice: "Chun'er, you are really not cute, the person who came is a guest, your attitude should be changed." ”

When this voice sounded, the face of the man who was called Chun'er suddenly became extremely ugly, and he hurriedly turned around and shouted as if protesting: "I said, don't call me Chun'er." ”

The man who spoke didn't pay attention to Chun'er, but beckoned to Amun. "Come up, girl. ”

Amon raised his eyes to look at the woman leaning on the railing, with a fair forehead, slender eyebrows, cold eyes, a straight nose, and slightly pursed cool lips. The gorgeous red dress wrapped her cold temperament in it, and a lotus arm was as crystal as snow, exposed to the outside became the only different color on the red dress.

Amon hesitated slightly, and finally walked in the direction of the stairs, Ao Chun glanced at the woman upstairs, the expression on her face eased slightly, and then continued to greet the guests.

The second floor is very elegant, and she can smell a faint fragrance as soon as she walks in, Amon looks around at this place that is independent of the Three Realms, and there is a faint expectation in her eyes, there should be something she wants here.

The woman in red pushed open a door, Amon followed her in, this should be the woman's boudoir, very delicately arranged, Amon was a little restrained, she followed behind the woman in red, and did not know how to speak.

The woman in red glanced at her and chuckled, "Sit down, don't be too nervous, I'm the owner of the half-step inn, just call me sleepless." ”

As he spoke, he casually refilled the incense, and then poured a cup of tea for Amon.

White smoke curled from the delicate bronze incense burner, and the soothing aroma seemed to have magical power, Amon's heart gradually calmed down, she took a sip of the teacup, and then said: "I want the Soul Renewal Grass, it is rumored that the half-step inn is the only place where the Soul Renewal Grass can grow." ”

Hearing Amon's words, he picked up the cup and sniffed it in front of his nose, then chuckled: "Tell me your story, if you can move me, the Soul Continuation Grass is yours." ”

Amon looked at him in surprise, then nodded.