The protagonist of the abuse novel does not allow me to cry

After eating, Yu Li did not take Ning Yao to find the place where the miracle might appear, but took him to the inn.

Yu Li asked for the two best rooms, and let Ning Yao live in the inner one.

"Don't open the door to people who don't know how to understand." Yu Li said, "No matter who knocks on the door, just ignore it."

Ning Yao looked at Yu Li in disbelief, and told him what he was doing, he had learned this knowledge many times when he was five years old, did he look so stupid?

Ning Yao thought for a while, and asked again: "Then what should you do if you knock on the door? I won't open it either."

"Of course I won't knock on the door." Yu Li said lightly.

Having said that, Ning Yao has nothing to say. After staring at Yu Li for a while, he turned and went back to his room to rest.

Looking out of the window, you can see countless monks in a hurry, most of them look nervous and serious, but Ning Yao, who is watching, is extremely leisurely.

This is really too leisurely, Ning Yao feels that he is here for vacation, not to compete with a large group of competitors for miracles.

Then relax and relax, anyway, now I don’t know where the miracle will appear next time, and when the miracle appears again, he will rush there with Yu Li.

Ning Yao thought so, but this plan was shattered when he went to have dinner with Yu Li that evening.

Dressed in green clothes, a mighty, orderly and silent group of monks opened the way ahead. In the very center of this group was a sedan chair with light veils floating all around.

The sedan chair floats in mid-air automatically without being lifted.The translucent veil allows people to vaguely see the people sitting in the sedan chair.

This person was blowing the piano leisurely in the sedan chair, in stark contrast to other people who were in a hurry.

Even though he didn't know the identity of this person, Ning Yao's first impression when he saw this person was: such a big show, such a standard boss appearance, this must be a big man.

The leisurely sound of the piano came from inside the sedan chair, as if it could cleanse everything in the world.And when the song was exhausted, the pace of this group of people also stopped.

"This song is for all the monks." The person sitting in the sedan chair opened his mouth, his voice was as sweet as the sound of a piano, but the words he said were not very beautiful, "After listening to my song, it's time for you to left."

As soon as the words fell, the monks in green who followed him scattered around. They were well-trained to drive away other monks, and the direction of driving was the city gate.

He wants to drive other monks out of this city!

Ning Yao heard other monks eating in the inn exclaimed in a low voice: "He is here too!"

Ning Yao quickly asked: "Who is he?"

"The seventh magic piano on the ranking list is now in the late stage of transformation, half a Mahayana, I didn't expect him to use this method to monopolize the miracle!"

Another person said: "No, when I entered the city, I met several people who were also famous on the ranking list. It is impossible for Magic Qin to make such a decision by itself. They should have discussed it together. Ordinary monks are all expelled from the city, so that the miracle will not fall into our hands by accident!"

This guess is very likely to be the truth, and everyone is talking about it.At this time, several monks in Tsing Yi who followed the magic piano also stepped into the inn.

"Don't eat, don't eat, just go if you don't want to die!"

"All leave Shenglan City!"

The Qin Demon sitting in the sedan chair also spoke at the right time: "The strong are respected. If there are monks who are not convinced by my arrangement, they can come to me and talk to me personally."

Threats at this time are definitely not a joke, monks kill without blood, and it is easier for a monk with a higher realm to kill a monk with a lower realm than him than to crush an ant.

The faces of many people in the room changed slightly, but most of them dared not speak out. They stood up in desperation, bowed their heads and walked away quickly.

Ning Yao grabbed Yu Li's sleeve nervously: "Shall we go too?"

While Ning Yao was talking, he quickly thought in his mind if there was any way to stay.

This world is full of malice for Yu Li, as long as someone is stronger than Yu Li, then Yu Li will only face all kinds of pain and fighting.

Only when Yu Li stands at the highest point can he enjoy peace.

So this miracle is very important, even if Yu Li can't use it, it can't fall into the hands of others.Yu Li was pulled by Ning Yao, his face was calm, and he had the momentum of a mountain collapse in front of him without changing his face, and said lightly: "Eat yours, don't care what they do."

"I don't want to care, it's not that I don't care..." Ning Yao whispered, looking at other places in the inn, and suddenly found that two tables of people sitting behind them hadn't left.

Like him, the people at the two tables were all wearing veiled caps, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.They ate quietly, as if they didn't hear the friar in Tsing Yi chasing them away.

Perhaps this silent attitude seemed too arrogant, the cultivator in Tsing Yi drew out his sword and scolded: "Hey, you guys, why don't you leave!"

The monk in Tsing Yi pointed his sword at the table with the largest number of people. After the people at that table finished eating the food in the bowl carefully, only one person put down his chopsticks and asked back: "Why do you want to leave? What are you doing?" An onion?"

The expression of the monk in Tsing Yi changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't eat the toast, and eat the fine wine!"

He raised his sword and was about to slash at it, but the person who had spoken before raised his hand and touched the brim of his veiled hat, took off the veiled hat with a snap of his fingers, and threw it like a boomerang.

The veiled cap, which was originally extremely fragile, shot out quickly, passed through the neck of the cultivator in blue before he could react, and then flew back to the master's hand again.

But at this time, the monk in blue fell to the ground in response, and the blood gushing from his neck stained the ground beneath him red.

The man put the veil on his head again, and some white gauze covering his face was stained with blood, so the man removed the blood-stained white gauze, revealing his handsome facial features, and the light blue side of his face. long hair.

"Want to go with us? Heh, where are you capable?" The man with light blue long hair smiled, not hiding the disdain in his eyes at all. "Let your boss come over and tell me personally."

All the monks in green clothes who came in had already left, except for the dead body that fell on the ground without a sound.

Ning Yao's face turned pale. It has been so long since he traveled here, and facing such a bloody scene still makes him feel sick.

In fact, every immortal cultivator is used to this scene. Those who don't see this scene are usually only ridiculed as princesses in the boudoir. If they are still cultivating immortals, they can find a husband and marry them.

Yu Li didn't smile, he moved his hands to make the corpses and blood on the ground disappear, and asked: "The air is not so good, can we eat at another restaurant?"

Ning Yao shook his head, slowly adjusting his emotions.

He never expected that the one sitting behind him would be the Yaozu.

Light blue hair, although it is completely different from the two-legged snake monsters he has seen before, but could it be... These monsters are also descendants of the dragon blood?

While thinking about it, Qin Demon's sedan chair had already floated to the door of the inn, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted from the inside, and a young monk in elegant robes, who looked like a young man, came out with the Qin in his arms.

His gaze swept over the light blue hair, and he frowned slightly: "Demon?"

"Monster monk, what are you doing in my human territory?"

The man with light blue long hair smiled: "Oh, Sheng Lancheng is dry and rainless all year round, the city lord of Sheng Lan City hired us to cast spells and rain, and gave us the freedom to enter and leave the city at any time. We come and leave whenever we want , can you drive us out?"

Qin Demon hugged his qin and looked mockingly at the clear sky outside: "It is true that Shenglan City is dry and rainless all year round, but as far as I know, even if you invite a few people, it has never rained heavily here. This is just a few Is it the skill of a monster monk?"

With just a few words, all the monsters were furious.

"Even if you want to rush, you don't have the ability!" As soon as the words finished, the man with light blue hair slapped the table, leaped forward, and attacked Qin Mo.And the other monsters who were sitting with him also joined the battle at the same time.

The Qin Demon is not just a straw pillow. With a wave of the strings, the sound waves vibrate, isolating all attacks, and at the same time create attack sound waves.

The tables and chairs in the inn could not withstand the aftermath of this level of attack, they collapsed and shattered into powder.

Not just the tables and chairs, but the entire inn is already crumbling, but at this moment, no one cares whether the inn is still safe and sound.

The monster clan who dare to come here to compete for miracles at this time will naturally not be idle, and with the large number of monsters, they can suppress and beat Qin Demon in a short time.

Seeing that the single tree was too difficult to support, the magic qin waved his hand, and the sound of the qin changed, deafening, and everyone in the city could clearly hear the sound of the qin.In the next moment, several people with extraordinary temperament appeared next to Qin Mo.

If there were other monks present, they would be able to recognize the identities of these people immediately. They were all well-known figures on the ranking list.

In the ruins, the two groups of people temporarily stopped their hands and looked at each other from afar.

The strength of both sides is very strong, and neither of them took the lead.

The smoke and dust caused by the battle slowly settled, allowing the scene in the inn to be clearly displayed.

Everyone's face changed.

In the chaotic inn, there were actually two people, sitting motionless and eating!

Their surroundings are very tidy, there is no dust at all, the tables and chairs are intact, and even the dishes on the table are still steaming.

Who dares to stay here without changing his face, and easily carry all the aftermath of spiritual power?

It seems that they don't pay attention to all of them at all!

Everyone was wondering, and among the two people sitting, the thinner man in light-colored robes said, "After the fight, can you sit down and talk calmly?"

The Yaozu's temper was even more irritable, and feeling that he was being looked down upon by others, the male demon with light blue hair said angrily: "Who are you, don't play tricks here!"

"Hehe." The person who spoke was not angry, but there was some emotion in his tone, "I didn't expect to meet a junior from the same clan here. Your temper is still as violent as ever."

What race?

Immediately, the grumpy demon jumped behind the speaker.

"Family, you are also worthy of—"

With a lot of indecent words stuck in his mouth, the demon saw that the man's long hair hanging down his back turned out to be a blue as deep as the ocean!

A faint thunder began to sound, and the wind suddenly became stronger.

"I heard that Shenglan City is dry and rainless all year round, so I will give you a small gift." The thin man said lightly.

The torrential rain poured down, this is the amount of abundant rainfall that Shenglan City has never seen in thousands of years.

Standing next to the magic piano, the city lord of Shenglan City half-kneeled on the ground, holding up the rainwater accumulated in the small pit on the ground with his hands in disbelief, and then looked up at the one who was caught in the rainstorm without using any spiritual power. A person who avoids all raindrops and whose robes are dry and clean.

"Everyone, have you calmed down and are you willing to listen to me?" Ning Yao smiled slightly.