magic whistle

Chapter 308, The Inn in the Hazy Market

As Li Fian spoke, she gradually fell into deep thought.

The third son Wei Xun also looked thoughtful, lowered his head and sighed, and fell silent.For a long time, Li Feian looked at the third son, Wei Xun, and said with a soft smile, "I don't know if there are edible things in this small shop."

The third son, Wei Xun, stared intently at the door and said, "Wait for me to go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, the third son Wei Xun stepped lightly and walked outside.After walking to the door, the third son Wei Xun hesitated.Putting his hands on the door frame, he thought for a moment, and said deeply: "Your Highness, please be careful. I don't think this place is a safe place."

With a "creak", the third son Wei Xun opened the door and stepped out.

Going down the wooden stairs, those who looked at the hall again were terrified.It seems that in an instant, those people have changed.The calm and indifferent scene just now disappeared.More grim faces.The third son Wei Xun moved down step by step, and at the same time took out the iron fan from his sleeve, staring at everyone present.What is completely different from before is that there are a group of people waiting in front of them, holding sharp weapons, looking at each other, fighting with gold and iron horses, hiding murderous intentions.The third son Wei Xun walked slowly.Surpassing the crowd and being silent.It has its own power to shock everyone.Seeing the third son Wei Xun stepping forward, the old shopkeeper stepped forward and saluted with a smile.

The third son, Wei Xun, stopped three steps away from the old shopkeeper, and said, "Don't be too polite, the shopkeeper. I'm here to ask the shopkeeper to prepare some delicious meals."

The old shopkeeper smiled sinisterly, and said: "Young master, please go upstairs and wait, and I will serve it to you later."

The third young master nodded, Qingman turned around, walking in a gentle manner, at first glance, he looked like a frail scholar.

After the third son Wei Xun went upstairs, the woman in black got up, and the phantom of the aurora came to the old shopkeeper like lightning.The old shopkeeper bowed and said, "What orders does the Demon Lord have?"

The woman in black took out a black bottle from her waist and said, "This can be added to meals."

The old shopkeeper said in a low voice: "Please Mozun reward that girl to me."

When the woman in black heard this, she laughed three times and said, "You think she is beautiful, you can't afford that woman."

The old shopkeeper looked at the crowd, blushed immediately, and walked towards the counter.

The third young master went back to the house, closed the door, looked at Li Fian sitting on the bedside and said: "I think there will be many disasters tonight."

"Is anyone there? Is anyone here? I'm so hungry! So hungry."

The third young master's gaze stayed on Li Fei'an for a moment, and he stepped forward, leaning against the door frame, holding the iron fan tightly in his hand, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"My lord, please open the door and tell me. The poor monk has all kinds of grievances, and there is nowhere to tell them. Please be merciful, lord."

The people outside the door sounded aggrieved and mournful, and seemed weak.

The third son Wei Xun opened the door, quickly stretched his hand forward, and the iron fan came under the man's neck.

The person who came was a sick monk, and the meditation robe on his body was already dirty and tattered.Seeing the appearance of the visitor, the timid person must be terrified.Seeing the visitor, the eye sockets were black and deeply sunken, the face was fleshless and white, the expression was completely devoid of aura, the lips were black and bloodless.After the third son Wei Xun saw this person, he blocked the door.

Li Fei'an stood up, put his hand on the hilt of the golden phoenix sword, and stared at the person coming.

The visitor sighed and said, "Please don't worry, my lord. The poor monk came here for no other purpose than to ask for a panacea from you. There are rumors in the world that you are a god who descended to the earth to help the world with a pot. , Exquisite and unparalleled, chivalrous and courageous, praised by the martial arts. The literary talent is brilliant, suave and uninhibited. Please give me some pointers."

The third son Wei Xun shook his head and said: "Hehe! I am very grateful for the monk's praise, but I am not the person you said. Please leave this place quickly."

"Haha! Unexpectedly, the third son Wei Xun, who claims to be the most wise man in the world, is so ruthless and unrighteous, after pretending to be a sage." An evil voice came.Two people walked in outside the door, one of them was wearing a gray long gown and holding a long sword. When he saw the third son Wei Xun, he had a fierce look in his eyes.This person is Yang Zhentian, and the other person is holding a long sword, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he is walking extremely arrogantly.The two entered the corridor, lined up left and right, and stood at the door.

The third son, Wei Xun, knew very well that something was wrong, "haha" said with a smile: "It turns out that I was waiting."

Yang Zhentian quickly drew his sword and said, "Wei Xun, our brothers are here to kill you."

The third son Wei Xun smiled "haha" and said, "Of course I know, but I didn't expect you to attack so quickly."

The person on Yang Zhentian's side is Mr. Lei. When these two see the third son Wei Xun, they are like seeing a natural enemy.But the two wanted to get rid of the third son Wei Xun on the spot, but they couldn't defeat the third son Wei Xun.The three looked at each other for a while.Mr. Lei and Mr. Lei walked forward, bypassing the door of the third Mr. Wei Xun.

The sloppy monk was still standing at the door. Although there was an iron fan under his neck blocking him, his eyes were still aimed at Li Fian inside the room.

The sloppy monk took half a step forward, and one foot had already entered the room.

The third young master has the ability to observe words and expressions, and he knew that the sloppy monk in front of him must have malicious intentions, so he said: "If the monk takes half a step forward, you will die on the spot."

The sloppy monk didn't take it seriously, but after half a step, he slowly stepped back.And put his hand under his neck, covering his throat gently, then raised his hand to see that there was already a ball of blood on the palm of his hand.

The third son Wei Xun said with a "humph": "This is just a perfect warning. If you dare to go one step further, then this son will never show mercy. Please leave quickly."

The old shopkeeper came forward with two waiters, and when he saw the sloppy monk blocking the door, he began to chase the sloppy monk away.

The sloppy monk looked at the third son Wei Xun in a blink of an eye, and quickly turned and left.

The old shopkeeper came with two waiters, and the two of them held a plate with both hands, which contained some delicious food, which seemed to be one of the gluttonous feasts, and it was satisfying.

The two waiters were about to enter the house, the third son, Wei Xun, stretched out his arms to stop them and said, "You two stay here for now."

The old shopkeeper said with a smile: "My lord, if we can't enter, wouldn't we be unable to deliver the food to the table?"

The third son, Wei Xun, smiled, and lightly fanned the iron fan, a slight draft appeared at the door, and the plates in the hands of the two waiters flew out, flying slowly towards the table in the room.

After the two plates landed on the table, the third son Wei Xun said, "So, does the shopkeeper have to worry?"

Seeing this scene, the old shopkeeper opened his eyes wide and moved back.

Holding the golden phoenix sword, Li Fei'an stepped forward and said, "Young Master, do you think this food is available?"

The third young master shook his head and said: "Repeat the old trick, it seems that this food is absolutely inedible."

(End of this chapter)