Zhao Yuan and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses rushed to the restaurant on the first floor like a whirlwind.

When one person and one corpse rushed to the restaurant, the meal was already finished.

No, strictly speaking, there should be no food, in the middle of the dining room, there is a huge iron pot, in the pot, there is still steaming, but there is no food.

At the dining room table, dozens of cultivators were gathered around, each holding a huge iron basin filled with messy food.

The old and dizzy shopkeeper shrugged his shoulders at the stunned Zhao Yuan and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, and spread his hands to indicate that there was no more, and the expression seemed to say: I called you.

"I'm going to eat!"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses gritted his teeth and stared at a group of cultivators viciously, his ten fingers on his head, making a sound of gold and iron, thrilling, but no one paid attention to him in that group of cultivators, one by one they buried their heads and ate the food in front of them, and there was a great momentum of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have food?" Zhao Yuan patted the rampaging King of Ten Thousand Corpses, and asked the shopkeeper who bowed his head and indulged in the ledger.

"No ......"

"Is there or isn't?" Zhao Yuan summoned a shiny hairpin from the Sumeru Ring.

"Huh...... What is this?" the shopkeeper looked curiously at the crystal hairpin in Zhao Yuan's hand.

"Is there any?" Zhao Yuan was about to withdraw the hairpin in his hand.

"Yes, yes, but, what's the use of this thing?!" the shopkeeper replied hurriedly, waving his hand at the shopkeeper, who immediately understood and entered the kitchen.

"This is a woman's hairpin, and if you meet someone who knows the goods, it is worth more than that flying sword. Zhao Yuan spread out his hair and demonstrated it with a hairpin.

"So powerful?" said the shopkeeper with a look of disbelief.

"Believe me, besides, you won't suffer, that is, eat a few meals, I still have a few here, it's useless for me to keep them, you just take them together. Zhao Yuan took out a few more exquisite crystal hairpins and put them on the counter.

"Hey...... Yes, the craftsmanship looks pretty good......"

The shopkeeper couldn't put it down and played with the crystal hairpin, which was amazing.

Zhao Yuan naturally wouldn't say that this is a modern craft from the earth, not a handmade one. Zhao Yuan took out these things, not improvised, but with deep meaning.

Caixia Fairy They all know these hairpins, as long as they can see the hairpins, they will know that he has also come to the Shamiao Great Array.

Zhao Yuan guessed that this shopkeeper must have some kind of sales channel, and giving him a few hairpins means that these hairpins are likely to flow in the market, so the chance of being discovered by the Caixia Fairy and them is greatly increased......

......

Bang dang!

The trembling shopkeeper walked up to the King of Ten Thousand Corpses with a large pot of food, and placed the iron basin directly at the feet of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.

"Hiss...... "The king of ten thousand corpses was overjoyed, and he squatted down to eat.

"Slow!"

Zhao Yuan suddenly shouted, the air shook, and the King of Ten Thousand Corpses was caught off guard, and was startled by Zhao Yuan, his body froze, like a sculpture.

"You are not a dog, you are the king of ten thousand corpses!" Zhao Yuan said word by word.

"Yes, I am the king, I am the king of ten thousand corpses!"

In the deep sunken eye sockets of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, the black mist boiled, and the pitch-black nails flashed with a dark light, exuding an incomparably fierce aura all over his body.

"Help him pick it up!" Zhao Yuan stared at the trembling shopkeeper.

"Hmph!" the originally weak shopkeeper showed a murderous smile on his face.

"Take it!" Zhao Yuan clenched his fists, his gray robe was windless, and there was a hunting sound.

"What are you doing, it's the other way around! They are distinguished guests, pick them up quickly!" the shopkeeper frowned and looked at the shopkeeper with a look of displeasure.

"Yes. ”

The shopkeeper walked up to the King of Ten Thousand Corpses and bent down to take the iron basin on the ground.

Call!

As soon as the shopkeeper bent down, the skeleton hand of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses suddenly grabbed the shopkeeper like lightning, and the whistling wind blew, the shopkeeper seemed to have taken precautions, and his body retreated, but he was still a little slower, and the bun he pulled up was firmly grasped by the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.

Bang bang bang!

The hair of the shop Xiaoer was grabbed by the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, but his hands did not stop, and he struck suddenly, and the fist wind was extremely fast, smashing on the body of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, making a terrifying muffled sound, as if hitting the leather drum.

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses is not an ordinary zombie, he is the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, in the desolate area, he has been sleeping for endless years, I don't know how many souls have been devoured by the Dao, his body, steel and iron bones, has reached the point of invulnerability, and the ability to resist blows is by no means imaginable by human cultivators.

"Assert ......"

The king of ten thousand corpses did not react at all, let out a series of cold laughter, his right arm suddenly lifted, lifting the shopkeeper in midair, the bathrobe on the arm slid down, revealing the skeleton arm of steel and iron bones, at the same time, the king of the corpse's left hand was open, and the sharp nails flashed with blue lightning, stabbing towards the shopkeeper......

......

"Stop!" the shopkeeper shouted, and his body suddenly ejected, rushing towards the King of Ten Thousand Corpses.

It's a pity that the shopkeeper is late.

Poof!

The jet-black nails like a sharp sword sank into the chest cavity of the shopkeeper, and a black gas spread to the shopkeeper's whole body in an instant, the shopkeeper half opened his mouth, and the corpse-filled old face showed an incredible expression.

Disheveled!

The king of ten thousand corpses loosened his fingers, and the corpse of the shopkeeper fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and a pair of cloudy and godless eyes were full of unwillingness.

The shopkeeper who was blowing like a hurricane stopped abruptly.

The shopkeeper looked at the corpse on the ground with an incredulous expression.

The entire hall of the inn fell into a suffocating silence, and the group of cultivators who were concentrating on eating also stopped eating, and dozens of pairs of eyes fell on the corpse of the shopkeeper, and like the shopkeeper, they also had incredible expressions.

I almost didn't expect that a zombie would be able to kill a master like Shopkeeper.

Of course, people didn't expect that this zombie would dare to kill people unscrupulously in the sand array.

In the Great Sand Array, because everyone was full of extreme danger, and the cultivator's sense was reduced countless times, a delicate balance was formed, even the most powerful master would try his best to restrain his emotions and avoid becoming the target of others' attacks.

Zhao Yuan didn't know the details of Sha Miao City, anyone who could find a job in Sha Miao City could be called a master, and this shopkeeper, don't underestimate him, his cultivation is at least the level of a high-level cultivator, otherwise, it is impossible to find this job.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yuan did not move, he was observing everyone's reactions, including the reactions of the shopkeeper.

Zhao Yuan saw that although the innkeeper was surprised, he did not mean to help the shopkeeper take revenge, which made Zhao Yuan feel a lot more relieved.

It seems that this is really what the small shell said, in this sand formation, what is pursued is the law of the jungle, and only the wicked have a market!