Peach Fortune Ring

That evening.

The team from Kaiyuan City came to a small town at the foot of Qingwei Mountain.

However, today's small town is extremely lively, Xiaohu Xiaowu ran for more than an hour before finding an inn, and the price was extremely expensive, a room cost ten taels of silver.

For this reason, Xiaohu nagged in front of Song Yan for a full quarter of an hour.

Song Yan smiled and didn't say anything. If he guessed right, most of the inns in this city had the hands, feet or buttocks of Qingwei sect disciples.

Martial arts training can be achieved not only with exercises, but also with the cooperation of medicine.

You must know that the true qi cultivated by warriors in this world is relatively violent. Without the assistance of medicinal materials, it is easy to suffer from hidden injuries, and it takes money to buy medicine.

Where does the money come from?

If the family is big and the business is big, it will naturally be provided by the family. If there is no family, then only oneself can make money.

Therefore, the three-year apprenticeship meeting is a good opportunity for some disciples of the Qingwei Sect to make money.

After staying in the inn, Song Yan took a hot bath, and then asked Xiao Wu to inform Ning Mo and his sister to have dinner together.

These days, the inn and restaurant are both together. The first floor of this inn is a restaurant, and the second and third floors are accommodation.

There are more than 50 people in Song Yan's side, so they occupy most of the restaurant.

"Good wine and good food, just serve it!"

Song Yan summoned a buddy to give instructions.

"Guest officer, there is a rule in our store, you have to pay before you eat!" the clerk said with a smile on his face.

"What a broken rule, there is no reason to pay first and then eat!" Xiaohu yelled dissatisfied.

"Guest officer, our store is run by Senior Brother Lin, an inner disciple of the Qingwei Sect, and he also made the rules, so if you are dissatisfied, you can go to Senior Brother Lin to reason. You are not qualified to meet his old man!"

When it came to the end, the guy's face was a little more mocking.

"You...!" Xiaohu was furious, rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach this guy a lesson.Song Yan's voice sounded at the right time: "Sit down!"

Xiaohu had no choice but to give the buddy a hard look, and sat down angrily.

Seeing this, the clerk proudly said: "It's still this young master who knows things...!"

"Shut up too!" Song Yan looked at the buddy coldly: "What are you, you dare to show off your might in front of me?"

Suddenly, the guy's face turned green and red.

"Don't be unconvinced!" Song Yan continued, and then took out a 10 taels of silver note from his pocket and slapped it on the table, sneering: "If I kill you, I will take another 10 taels of silver to go Brother Lin apologized, do you think he will blame me?"

"Kang Dang!" A guard pulled out a long knife suddenly, but the blade was resting on the guy's neck, exuding a cold chill.

The clerk's face suddenly turned pale, and he said in a loud voice: "This... this young man, it's all wrong. Your lord has a lot, so don't play tricks with the little ones?"

"Put it away!"

Song Yan glanced at the guard appreciatively.

"Thank you, young master!" the man said quickly.

"What are you doing in a daze, serve the food quickly!" Song Yan scolded.

"Yes! Yes, my little one, go tell the kitchen!" The man ran away as if fleeing.

"Master, you are still the best!" Xiaohu said happily.

"Nonsense, I'm not good, but I'm the young master and you are the servant!" Song Yan joked.

At this moment, a group of people walked into the inn.

The leader is a young man in green clothes. Upon seeing this person, the Ningmo brothers and sisters suddenly changed their expressions.

At the same time, the green-clothed young man also walked towards this side with big strides, glanced at the Ning family brothers and sisters with gloomy eyes, and said coldly, "Take this treasure thief down for me!"

"Who dares to touch my people?" Song Yan shouted softly.

"Bang dang! Bang dang!"

The sound of the sword being unsheathed kept ringing, and in an instant, the young man in green and his seven or eight subordinates were surrounded by Song Yan's men.

Immediately, the face of the young man in green changed slightly, and he looked at Song Yan coldly: "I am a member of the Wu family in Xueyang City. This person stole my sword. If you don't intervene, we can make friends, otherwise...!"

In the end, there was already a hint of threat in the other party's tone.

"Being friends with you, hehe, is this young master very unusual?" Song Yan glanced at the young man in green and said.

Wu Yu's face was a little more angry: "Are you going to make an enemy of my Wu family? I advise you to think carefully!"

"Think about your sister, get out of here quickly, don't disturb my young master's interest!" Song Yan was still unmoved, and responded lazily.

Hearing this, Wu Yu couldn't help being furious, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come on, take that treasure thief down for me. If anyone dares to stop him, he will be shot!"

"As ordered!"

The people behind Wu Yu were about to rush out. At this moment, a figure flashed, and Chopin's figure appeared in front of Wu Yu and the others. The few people who rushed out suddenly paused.

"Who dares to step forward, die!"

Chapter 577 Inner Sect Disciple Visits

Chopin usually looks simple and honest, but once he enters a battle, he will become domineering.

There were a total of seven people who came with Wu Yu, four of the sixth level of Qi refining, two of the seventh level of Qi refining, and one of the eighth level of Qi refining.

If there was only Chopin alone, the group of seven of them still had a chance of winning in beating him, but there were fifty guards with their swords out of their sheaths, and the seven of them would definitely end badly.

"My lord, what do you think?" The follower at the eighth level of Qi Refining asked Wu Yu for his opinion in a low voice.

A look of struggle flashed across Wu Yu's face. In the end, he gave Song Yan a hard look, left the harsh words "Let's wait and see", and led the people out of the inn.

As the saying goes, no coincidence does not make a book.

Not long after Wu Yu led his people away, a tall woman in a purple training suit walked into the inn with a look of exhaustion on her face:

"Shopkeeper, are there any guest rooms?"

"Sorry girl, the last eight guest rooms in the shop have been rented out by that son!" the shopkeeper glanced at Song Yan and said.

Gao Zhilan couldn't help but frowned, she had gone to more than ten inns, but there were no spare guest rooms in each inn, and it was almost dark, if she couldn't find any guest rooms, she would have to sleep on the street.