C6

At that moment, Xiao Feng had already walked step by step to Luo City and was getting closer and closer to his target.

Of course he was not afraid, from the age of twelve onwards, he did not know what fear was, nor would he be afraid of anyone. He was like a meteor streaking across the martial forest, at a young age of twenty, he had used a divine sword technique to shine throughout the entire martial forest, and he was revered by tens of thousands of people. He was an unparalleled genius, an unquestionable genius, born from the Sword Tomb, and at the age of twenty, he had broken through the Sword Tomb's fixed form, creating his own martial legend with an extremely high comprehension ability.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, the master of mystical arts, suddenly left Shaolin Temple. No one knew when he would leave, but in the end, he did leave. The Shaolin Temple was thrown into chaos. Birthday, doom.

Ever since Elder Brother Hu defeated Qian Er, he had become even more arrogant. The hall master of the White Tiger Hall usually didn't appear, but now, the head of the White Tiger Hall was Elder Brother Hu. They were domineering and unscrupulous. It was everywhere, but this time, he couldn't afford to mess with her again.

Inn was always the place where most of the wrong happened in the martial arts world.

A burly man walked over to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, our shopkeeper wants to celebrate Old Mother's birthday here. Hurry up and send the guests away, don't make the shopkeeper unhappy. We'll take this inn with us."

"This, this, this grandpa isn't so good, right?"

"What is there to be happy about? Do as I said, you're lucky that Boss Hu is here, so the people waiting here have washed Old Mother's happiness away. Hurry, hurry up, the boss will be here in an hour. When that time comes, don't blame me for being rude."

"Alright, alright, alright," the shopkeeper replied meekly, sighing in his heart, "The world has changed. What is this?"

The big man left after saying that.

"Dear guests, I will not be hosting guests today. Treat the money as my treat, please go back."

However, there would always be something unexpected. From the beginning till the end, there was one person who had not left his seat; not to mention moving, there was not even a flicker in his eyes as he continued to sip his wine, indulge in alcohol, and have the best girl Red.

The shopkeeper walked over in embarrassment, "Dear customer, please help me. Since everyone is gone, please return. We can't afford to offend some people. Please get up and return."

The man did not say anything. He just continued drinking, as if there was nothing else in the world he could care about. Looking at the messy wine jar and dishes in front of him, he seemed to be drunk. He was so drunk that even his eyes were unmoving. However, his other hand was still holding the wine cup and drinking the wine mouthful by mouthful, as if he was drinking tea instead of wine.

The shopkeeper couldn't do anything about it, so he pushed it a bit. The person shook it a bit, then pushed it again, and shook it again. Sigh, Little Tiger, get two people to carry this man out. He's drunk. "

Drunk, must be drunk, eyes in the mini eye socket motionless, it seems, another sad person.

One of the waiters tried his best to carry the man. Why was he so heavy, as if he had just died from drinking lead? Just like that, he half-lifted and half-dragged the man out. The two men were so tired that they were gasping for breath.

"Wine, wine ?" That person muttered, "I'm not allowed to drink, but I'll drink, and I'll drink ?" He struggled to get up, stumbling step by step as he walked down the path in search of wine. Perhaps only wine would be able to relieve his drunkenness.

Along this path, there was an alcoholic, a man who lived his life with wine, a man who had never washed his disheveled hair, whose mouth had turned white, but so what, he still drank and drank and never stopped, which was strange this time, because he had always been in the suburbs, and this time he had come to the city, which was a strange thing, and in these days there were many strange things happening, so it was no surprise.

Finally, there was no one left in the inn. There was no one left to properly receive Boss Hu, but the heavens were always making fun of him. He had just given him another one, and now there was another.

Step by step, he arrived here. He wanted to drink some water, so he walked into the inn as if it was only right.

"This guest is not accepting guests today." Xiao Feng ignored him and walked straight into the hall.

"What's going on today? We've bumped into ghosts again and again, and now we've encountered weirdos one by one." The shopkeeper thought to himself.

"Not today."

"Have a cup of tea."

"If you don't want to receive guests today, you should go back."

"As long as it's tea."

I say, what's wrong with you? Do you not understand what I'm saying?" The shopkeeper started to get anxious. "I'm not accepting guests. Are you deaf? Scram!

With a wave of his hand, the two waiters were about to attack, but then they stopped and saw for them a pair of eyes that should not have been human. The eyes were pale, empty, and colorless.

Xiao Feng found a seat close by and sat down. "Have a cup of tea. Once you've finished, let's go."

"It's too late," the shopkeeper was flustered. "Boss Hu said you can't afford to offend him, you won't make it in a cup of tea. "I beg of you, please leave quickly."

"Serve some tea," the shopkeeper was determined to stop looking into his eyes. "Customer, if you don't leave soon, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Bring the tea," a cold voice rang out from his throat once more, just like the voice from hell, and for some reason, the shopkeeper was so afraid of this faint voice that he couldn't help but be startled, as if he had been possessed by a spell, and didn't dare to approach it. Even though he tried his best to resist, his brain still refused to obey his command, the voice was deep and cold, causing him to involuntarily obey his command, as if the voice could take his life at any time.