"We have to follow the rules here. Without rules, we cannot achieve a square or round."

Qiu Qing smiled and told her in a casual manner.

"Customer, you don't want me to tell the head about your breaking the rules, right?"

"So, please agree to my request."

"ask?"

Anle had expected it, but she still made a surprised expression on her face and raised her eyebrows and asked.

“What request?”

A rosy flashed across the boss's pretty face, as if shy.

"Come to my house at the third update tonight."

"I will discuss in detail with you at that time."

Anle nodded: "Okay."

Qiu Qing was a little surprised to hear that he agreed so easily.

Before leaving the door, she covered her half of her face at the door, her eyes as charming as silk.

"The word "囍" is my room, so don't go wrong."

"The guests in the next room are very irritable."

After Qiu Qing left.

Anle felt a chill behind her.

I don’t have to look at it, and I know that Xiao Xiaohong was staring at him silently, with a grim look.

"What are you thinking!"

Anle shook her head gently.

None of the aborigines encountered in this inn are living people.

Relatively safe is just "relative".

*******

More than ten minutes later.

Four foundation-building leaders from the Akagi Sect took the lead in the first floor lobby of the inn.

The lively guests before were nowhere to be seen.

Only the food on the table is still steaming hot and exuding an attractive fragrance.

It's indescribable weird.

"Wait, where is Fellow Daoist Tang?"

Ke Yan glanced around and looked ugly.

He found that one of his companions did not show up.

Xiang Feng next to him had a expressionless face: "He is probably dead."

Everyone was secretly shocked.

That is the middle stage of foundation building!

Didn't even last for these five days?

At this time, the three men in purple robe walked down the stairs.

It is the person from Ziyun Sect.

"Ziyun Old Dog!"

"Ha, I thought it was someone, it turned out to be a despicable villain from the Akayu Sect!"

As soon as the two men met, they immediately showed a tense posture.

There were only seven of them in the field.

Wan Xinrong was extremely surprised when he didn't see the weird guy in armor.

Surprise surged in my heart: "Is it... he already dead?"

"I just say, act recklessly like him, and it will be done sooner or later!"

"It seems that the previous few times he happened to be lucky, and the blind cat met a dead mouse."

Thinking of this, Wan Xinrong was in a good mood, as if he had a lot of understanding of his mind.

Turning back to look, he found that the Akagi Sect had lost its personnel. Wan Xinrong touched his beard and said.

"It's really a pity that the foundation-building monk died in this strange place!"

His tone was heartbroken, but the smile on his old face could hardly be hidden.

"Shut up."

Xiang Feng snorted coldly, and the invisible pressure spread.

Wan Xinrong's face changed slightly.

This momentum is definitely not something that ordinary foundation building can possess later.

There was a Ziyun Sect who was unwilling to build the foundation and said.

"Who are you? What a arrogant tone!"

"Oh……"

After a chuckle, a red light flashed by, and the man's left arm was directly chopped off, and blood splattered.

"Uh...uh!"

He couldn't help but scream with a terror on his face.

The other two people in Ziyun Sect's faces suddenly changed.

Foundation building Great Perfection!

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that if you don't want to die, don't mess with me."

Xiang Feng showed a sneer, his eyes were cruel and cold, and he was full of indifference to human life.

Even he himself can't remember how many immortal cultivators and mortals died under his command.

Under Xiang Feng's cold gaze, the three Ziyun Sect were silent and could not have the idea of ​​resisting.

Xiang Feng was in a bad mood after easily suppressing the three people, and he frowned.

The effect of the first Qianli Trace Talisman has dissipated, but it is certain that the murderer who killed his nephew is in this inn.

And it is obviously not the immortal cultivators of these Ziyun Sect.

So now, the murderer is either dead or...hides.

"What a cunning mouse."

A hint of hatred flashed in Xiang Feng's eyes.

"Wait, I'll pull you out."

Soon, Qiu Qing walked to the first floor and saw the broken arms and blood on the ground. She didn't say much, but began to talk about the secrets of "Secret Jade Chopin".

*******

Time passes by minute by minute.

Not long after Qiu Qing left Anle's room.

Click...

Squeak...

The prick...

Accompanied by an indescribable strange sound.

It seems that something is being torn into fragments by strange forces, and it seems to be chewing strangely.

The entire inn has changed.

Anle stood there, suddenly feeling dizzy and his brain was dizzy.

Countless whispers, whispers, conversations... crazily penetrated into his mind that was several times more sensitive than ordinary people, making him dizzy.

Changes come quickly and go quickly.

He opened his eyes again.

In the field of view, the scene in the guest room has not changed at all.

But the gloomy and cold atmosphere in the air is several times stronger than before.
To be continued...