Countless sword cultivators poured into the small town, which was not big enough. Naturally, it was overcrowded.

The small town inn has changed its owners one after another. The first ones to enter the small town were able to get a private room. Not long after staying, they heard someone knocking on the door. After opening the door, the visitors would often smile and discuss things.

Whether you can give up the room is said to be a discussion, but when talking, the visitor will often reveal the identity badge on his waist, or inadvertently reveal a bit of his sword energy. Anyway, it is still a discussion. As for the

It depends on you whether you are willing to discuss it with me or not.

When most people see this situation, why do they hesitate? Of course they give up their rooms, go out and be kind to others.

I am a warm-hearted person who always has a kind heart and is kind to others, but it is absolutely impossible that I am afraid of you.

This kind of thing is tacitly understood and will not be revealed unless it is absolutely necessary, whether it is the person who comes to ask for a room or the guy who gives up the room.

However, after the guest moves in, he will soon become another tenant, because as time goes by, more people will come.

So in several inns in the small town, things like this have been repeated over and over again these days. Speaking of which, it is a bit absurd, but more importantly, it is funny.

At noon, a group of people came to the town from outside the town. After entering an inn, they received a reply that the place was already full, but they still knocked on the door of two rooms and asked for two rooms.

However, although the two guest rooms can accommodate most people here, there is still a female swordsman who cannot accommodate them. The leading middle-aged swordsman returned to the counter, dropped two pieces of money, and asked the innkeeper, this inn

Who are the people living there.

The innkeeper has long been a mature man. Moreover, he has seen more than one similar thing in the past few days. At this moment, he naturally knew what the other party was asking. After thinking for a while, he said softly: "Two

On the far left side of the building, three people live, grandma and grandson. It looks like..."

Just say half of it, there is no need to say it thoroughly. The middle-aged sword cultivator nodded and dropped two pieces of heavenly money again. After that, the middle-aged sword cultivator glanced at a woman standing on the second floor.

The woman nodded, and after understanding, she knocked on the door over there. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man with an unimpressive appearance, who asked angrily: "What's the matter?"

The woman smiled and spoke. Before she said what she wanted, she said a few polite words, but she didn't seem to be interested in seeing the man opposite her, so she finally had to get straight to the point and talked about asking him to give up the room.

The man asked bluntly: "The house is given to you, where will my mother and I go?"

When the woman heard this, her expression condensed, and her brows were obviously unhappy. Everyone knew this kind of thing tacitly, but you decided to break it and make yourself lose face. Why?

But since they had already spoken, the woman naturally would not back down because of the other person's words. She took out a bag of heavenly money and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please look elsewhere. This bag of heavenly money can be considered as compensation..."

Before he finished speaking, a pretty little girl walked out of the house, looked up at her father, and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, grandma asked you to speak nicely and not cause trouble."

The man was helpless and whispered: "I know."

After saying this, the man looked up at the woman in front of him and asked, "Is it necessary to give in??"

The woman smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, it's best to give in."

This time, before the man could speak, the female swordsman not far away had already walked towards this side, and said as she walked: "Sister Chang, we have a good temper, but this one may not be so, in fact, it is of no use.

It’s such a waste of words.”

The man frowned, naturally hearing the gun and stick in the words of the woman in front of him.

If she were younger, he could have listened patiently. After all, although the woman in front of him didn't speak well, she actually looked pretty good. But now she has reached this age, her wife has already been married, and she has a little girl.

, look at the women in this world, no matter how beautiful they are, they are just like that.

So the man quickly knelt down and said something in the little girl's ear. The latter looked suspicious, and the man said helplessly: "Go tell your grandma that daddy owes you a bunch of candied haws, okay?"

The little girl shook her head, her eyes full of cunning. It was obvious that this little girl was raising the price from the ground up.

The man reached out to grab the little girl's ears, but the little girl didn't hide and just said: "Dad, you have to think about it."

The man's hand had already been raised halfway. After hearing this, he could only sigh and take it back. This girl's thoughts are actually far from being as simple as she looks on the outside. She is like a mirror in her heart. As long as her grandmother is still alive, she will

Dad, don't even think about dealing with her.

Oh, even if my grandmother is gone and my mother is still here, my father would not dare to deal with her.

The man lowered his head and said in frustration: "Then just two strings."

The little girl smiled, stretched out her hand to hook up with her father, and then said with satisfaction: "Then it's settled."

Then the little girl turned around and entered the room, and the man stood up.

He was actually wasting some time talking to his daughter. The female swordsman over there had long been dissatisfied. She was waiting to see him stand up and was about to speak, but the man shook his head and said: "Go and call the person who can talk, let the room know."

Yes, but I can't talk to you women."

The female swordsman sneered, and just as she was about to speak, the woman beside her pulled the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Wait a moment."

No matter how you look at this kind of thing, they are unreasonable. If it can be solved without taking action, it will be the best result. So even if she calls her senior brother over now, it actually doesn't matter to her.

When you go out, you will be beaten to death at every turn, which is actually not good.

The female swordsman snorted coldly and said nothing more.

The woman here quickly brought the leading middle-aged sword cultivator. The latter had an expressionless face and did not have a good attitude towards this troublesome man.

The man didn't care at all, he just said to himself: "There are not enough rooms, and you came late, so if you want the room that we came first, it is not a hard grab. If you don't pay back, it won't be too big to spread the word."

You have a bad reputation, so it doesn’t seem to be a big deal, but... you are from the Xixiang Sect, you can do this if you want to, just do this..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly took a step forward, with energy flowing all over his body, he walked directly in front of the middle-aged sword cultivator and punched him hard.

The middle-aged sword cultivator didn't react at first, but after all, he had been practicing for many years and had some skills in him. In an instant, he still used his own flying sword to stand between the two of them.

However, when the man saw this flying sword, he had no intention of closing his fist. He still punched out hard, directly hitting the blade of the flying sword. The flying sword instantly whined and was hit by this punch.

Colliding into the middle-aged sword cultivator, the latter directly smashed the railing on the second floor and fell to the lobby on the first floor.

On the other side, when the sword cultivators who were traveling with him saw this scene, they did not hesitate and immediately drew their swords to kill the man.

The man's face was expressionless.

He just took one step forward, grabbed the collar of the sword cultivator at the front, and threw him out.

It will be the same for the second or third time after that.

At this moment, on the first floor of the inn, it seemed to be raining out of thin air.

But this rain was worse than a hailstorm.

The lobby on the first floor was already in a mess.

Many monks heard the noise and looked over, but in the end no one took action.

At this moment, the little girl who had left and returned came to the door of the room and shouted loudly: "Dad, grandma said that whoever stops her from seeing the Sword Fairy Luting will be beaten to death!"

The man hummed, indicating that he understood.

Since his mother didn't stop him, this man had no scruples in taking action.

He grabbed the swordsmen one by one and threw them out. Although they were not seriously injured, they had to lie in bed for three to five months anyway.

Outside the inn, there happens to be a restaurant facing the street. There are two men sitting by the window. They can hear the movement of the inn here, and of course they can also see some scenes.

The young man in black shirt smiled and said: "Xixiang Sect is not bad, not top-notch, but it is definitely a first-class sect. I heard that this generation of our sect has produced a very good young swordsmanship genius, what is his name?

Coming??”

Another young man in green shirt said casually: "Tian Xu."

Seeing the young man in black shirt looking at him, the young man in green shirt said calmly: "I met him two years ago. He couldn't stand it even after half a sword was fired, and then he followed me all the way for half a month.

They all want me to give him some advice."

The young man in black shirt clicked his tongue and said: "So you took the initiative to draw the sword, why?"

"At that time, I don't know who came out in the spiritual practice world to say that there was a sword cultivator in the world, and there were many sword immortals standing there, outside the door, two people side by side, weeds in the fields."

The young man in green shirt was obviously not very happy when he said this. Damn, two people side by side, Tian Xu, that bastard, will he be able to see my back after practicing for another hundred years?

The young man in the black shirt suppressed his laughter, changed the subject and asked: "If nothing else, can you guess the identity of the puncher? Dare you not take Xixiang Sect seriously, and attack so brazenly, but you can't see it no matter what.

He looks like an ordinary monk."

The young man in green shirt frowned and said, "Where should I go? But I know very well that this guy is probably not a swordsman."

The young man in black shirt sneered: "Bullshit."

"Make a bet?"

The young man in black shirt suddenly smiled and said: "Bet I can know all the news about him within half an hour?"

The young man in green shirt asked: "What are you betting on??"

"If I win, you kid will shout that Yu Xiyi is not as good as Chen Chao, what do you think?"

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Except for these two young people, there are probably very few people in the world who would be so bored as to set up such a gambling game."

Yu Xiyi sneered and said, "Just bet. If you lose, you can say that Chen Chao sent Yu Xiyi far away."

Chen Chao nodded, "Okay."

As soon as he said this word, Chen Chao reached out of the window and waved.

Yu Xiyi was startled.

Within a moment, a middle-aged man came to the two of them from outside the building, bowed and saluted Chen Chao, "I have met the Lord Guardian, and I have met Yu Jianxian."

Chen Chao nodded and said, "Give me a copy of that man's information."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and searched, found a file and gave it to Chen Chao in front of him. Chen Chao glanced at it for a few times, and then waved to Yu Xiyi opposite.
To be continued...