The only way

Lingchu took out a pair of pure black round crystal coins from the storage bag, placed them on the counter, and then picked up a key hanging on the wall.

The currency used by the demons is naturally not the spirit stones of the Eastern Land, but a strange spar that contains a dense and magical energy. Most of the mines that produce this spar are controlled by the twelve main cities, and among them is the imperial city of the demons. Fumo City controls the most spar veins, and therefore, led by Fumo City, unified the common currency of the demon clan, which is the crystal coin made of crystal stones containing pure magic energy. Different lines are also engraved to distinguish which vein the spar comes from.

The crystal coins used by Lingchu and others are naturally some demon crystal coins obtained by the five great fairy gates in the east land. Most of the time, they are covered with dust in the warehouse. I brought most of the demon crystal coins for them to use.

Speaking of it, because the demon crystal coins are useless in Donglu, the crystal coins obtained by accident gradually accumulate, which is nothing in the entire sect or Donglu, but if it is put on everyone, it can be said that Lingchu and others are all rich. Flowing oil.

The crystal coins of the Mozu and the spiritual stones of the Eastern Land also have the same effect. For example, they are also divided into upper, middle and lower grades, as well as rare top grades.

What Lingchu took out were ordinary low-grade magic crystal coins, a total of 20 yuan of low-grade magic crystal coins, which can be used in ordinary rooms for two days.

The city that never sleeps is located in a remote place, and there is no strong person to sit in it, so the price is cheap.

The number plate of the room is engraved on the key, B[-].

Lingchu didn't ask where the guest room was, and the boss who didn't come back didn't have the slightest intention to ask. He just waved his sleeve robe, and the magic crystal coins on the counter disappeared instantly. Then he closed his eyes, and said Also humming an unknown weird tune.

The writing of the Mozu is different from that of Donglu. Lingchu and others naturally learned it before coming here, and now it is effortless to look at it. It is easy to see that the inn has carefully marked the directions of different rooms at every corner. .

It's hard to say it's caring, or the boss is trying to save trouble.

Anyway, Lingchu followed the signs, went upstairs, turned two corners, and easily found the door marked Yisan.

There was a keyhole in the door, and the door was easily opened with the key in his hand. Lingchu pushed the door open, and there was a small room inside, and the inside and outside rooms were separated by a screen. The furnishings are simple, so simple that there are no furnishings, only simple daily necessities.

However, at this price, Lingchu also felt that there was no need to ask too much.

Turning around and closing the door, Lingchu waited curiously, opened his eyes slightly in surprise, and then added one to his silent impression of the Westland Demons.

The rooms in the inn are not protected by formations!
If Senior Brother Zhang was here, I'm afraid he would have to take out his booklet and write it down quickly.

Thoughts in Lingchu's mind were ups and downs, but the expression on his face did not show the slightest bit. There is no formation protection here, so he must pay attention to every word and deed.

Turning around again, he sat down at the square table, and wanted to pick up the teapot on the table, but his hand was covered with dust, and there was still water shaking in it, but Lingchu still silently withdrew his hand, and then He took out a handkerchief without any trace, and carefully wiped off the dust on his hands.

Spiritual consciousness quickly swept across the entire room, the floor and the quilt on the bed were clean, but some delicate items were covered with dust, which showed that the owner of the inn was sloppy, or casual.

He was not in a hurry to contact fellow Taoists, nor was he in a hurry to go down to inquire about news. Lingchu sat in the room as if he really came to the city that never sleeps, and then took out lanterns one after another from the storage bag. .

Some of these lanterns are in the shape of lotus flowers, some in the shape of monsters, and some in the shape of octagonal glass, but without exception, each one is very delicate and somewhat unique.

Put the lanterns in the house, and the lights of various colors will illuminate the house, and it seems like daytime for a while.

After putting down the lantern, Lingchu passed through the screen, walked to the bed, lay down on it as if he was really resting, covered himself with a thin bedding, closed his eyes, and breathed slowly.

While Lingchu was falling asleep, the lazy shop owner downstairs closed his eyelids slightly.

He moved slightly, and the tune he was humming turned around slightly, and he sang another tune.

The drinking guests respect me and respect you, the clear wine splashed between the collisions, overflowing with a strong aroma of wine, permeating the entire inn.

Downstairs was noisy, but upstairs was very quiet.

When the night was dark, the whole city that never sleeps was still brightly lit. Throughout the day and night, the lights of the city that never sleeps were never extinguished. At night, it was even brighter and more lively.

Lingchu, who had been sleeping peacefully, also slowly opened his eyes, and stretched leisurely, as if he had a sweet and sweet sleep, his whole body showed a lazy look, but his mind was very clear.

Stretching out his hand to curl the tail of his curly hair, perhaps because he just woke up, the end of Lingchu's eyes was slightly red, his red lips were slightly parted and he yawned, Yinglan's eyes squinted slightly, as if there were thousands of She is charming and charming, wearing a golden red gauze skirt, which is even more charming.

With this appearance, as long as a fellow sect of the Taoist sect of the Sanqing Dynasty was here, he couldn't believe it was Yu Lingchu and Yu Taiwei for a moment.

A play requires a complete set. Lingchu has always believed that success or failure is determined by the details.

Even if there is no one at the moment, as long as she is on the territory of the Westland Demon Clan, she will not be able to have her original appearance.

He hit a barrier casually, and the spiritual power flowed out of the dantian, and was transformed by the formation in an instant. As soon as he made a move, it was a pure magic power, isolating the surrounding space.

When the barrier was put away again, Lingchu had already changed into another set of delicate and beautiful veil skirts. This time, she did not reveal her snow-white slender waist, which seemed to be grasped gracefully, nor her arms as thin as lotus roots, but The layers of gauze skirts only reached her knees, revealing her snow-white, delicate and straight calves.

Around the ankle is a circle of winding upward flower vines, and there are beautiful flowers blooming on the flower vines. The red flowers are as bright as blood, with delicate petals, lined with a snow-skinned red dress, gold and silver tassels, charming and charming. There was a hint of coquettishness.

Women of the Demon Race also like to wear flowers of various colors on their bodies, like gold and silver ornaments, as if this can sweep away the gloom of the West Land.

The black hair was scattered randomly, and a fringed veil fell on Lingchu's face, revealing only a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and then he picked up an octagonal glazed lantern, and the same big and fresh flowers were carved on the lantern. .

With the warm yellow light shining on the road ahead, Lingchu opened the door and walked downstairs step by step where the guests did not return.