I, there is an inn that is weird

Chapter 35 The Sword Lord in the Cloud
Thick goose feather snow covered the road, and the sleigh carriage, pulled by the long-haired horses, was as good as a normal running carriage.

The wide hooves prevent the long-haired horse from falling into snow pits, and the thick horse hair resists the cold, making it very suitable for the environment here.

On the uninhabited road, two long-haired horses panted heavily, emitting bursts of white mist, pulling the carriage behind them and galloping.

Suddenly, a man with a face of 60 to [-] years old, wearing a gray thickened robe, holding an ordinary long sword, appeared in front of the carriage like an ordinary old man.

I don't know what they sensed, but the two long-haired horses stopped instantly, but under the action of inertia, they still pulled out long car marks before stopping completely. The carriage finally stopped a few feet away from the old man in gray robe.

Such a drastic change in the carriage had no impact on Yuan Bingfeng and the others, only the packages containing supplies were knocked over.

"I don't know why this old man stopped us?"

After getting off the carriage, several people found the old man in gray robe standing in front of the carriage, ignoring the supplies on the ground. Yuan Bingfeng stepped forward and asked.

With the ability brought by the food hunter, she discovered that the opponent was not only an innate warrior, but also an innate extreme state. The sword intent hidden in his body was as powerful as the sky, and she could not hide it from her eyes.

Judging from the pressure the other party brought to her, Yuan Bingfeng was sure that the other party had the strength to kill the first level as a mortal.

"Sorry to bother you, girl, but I'm just curious."

"Curious, curious about what?"

"We don't know each other. The old man just stopped me waiting for the carriage. Do you want to cut the path? I think it is too humiliating for the old man's strength."

Hearing Yuan Bingfeng's polite greeting, the old man in gray robe burst out laughing: "The girl is really articulate, and her reasoning is hard to deal with."

"But I still want to ask a question out of curiosity."

Yuan Bingfeng did not answer, but looked at the other party in silence, her meaning self-evident.

The old man in gray robe put the long sword in his right hand to his left hand, and then said calmly: "Is the girl a human race or something else?"

It seemed as if once Yuan Bingfeng denied that she was a human being, the old man in gray robe would immediately draw his sword and attack.

After hearing the other party's question, Yuan Bingfeng's face softened. It seemed that the other party was not a person with evil intentions.

"Why do you ask that? Don't I look like that?"

"Like." The old man in gray robe replied affirmatively.

"But the power in your body is not like that of the human race, including the old servant beside you."

After pointing out the doubts about Yuan Bingfeng, she then said that Uncle Zhao also had the same power as her.

"Then what do you think of having such power?"

Yuan Bingfeng's right hand instantly turned into gold, as if it were cast from gold.

"This…"

Seeing the changes in Yuan Bingfeng's hands, the gray-robed old man hesitated. He was certain that this was not a method possessed by a warrior, nor was it the ability gained by a trickster to seal trick objects.

It was the first time for him to feel such an upright power, as if it was the nemesis of all evil things.

"I didn't expect that the girl has such power. It is enough to prove that you are not a monster. I am here to apologize to you. If there is any loss, I will definitely compensate you."

Unexpectedly, the old man who was preparing to fight Yuan Bingfeng just now changed his attitude immediately, making Yuan Bingfeng and others unable to understand what the other party meant.

"Some supplies are not damaged, so I don't need to talk about compensation, but I am a little curious."

"What would you do if I wasn't a human?"

"Kill." The word was sonorous and powerful, and the murderous intent made everyone who was not afraid of the cold feel a unique chill.

"Aren't you afraid that you are not strong enough to deal with us and will die in our hands?"

"Although I feel some danger from you, it's not enough to make me give up. Of course, even if I miscalculate, it's just a matter of death. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing the other party's calm tone, his strength far beyond that of ordinary innate warriors, and what the other party had done, Yuan Bingfeng felt a hint of admiration in her heart.

The hostility was instantly resolved. She put away the demon-hunting power in her hands. Yuan Bingfeng blocked Zhao Bo's words and stepped forward to talk to the old man.

It turns out that the old man in gray robe, whose real name is Luo Hong, is the number one swordsman in the Daxuan Dynasty and is honored as the Sword Lord in the Clouds by many warriors in the martial arts world.

Luo Hong encountered a fierce ghost when he was young, and his relatives, maids, and servants all died from the ghost. Fortunately, he was rescued by personnel from the Evil Slaying Department of the Daxuan Dynasty, and later learned the truth hidden by the court.

Because of the murder of his family, and knowing the environment of the human race, and knowing that after becoming an innate warrior, he has the power to fight against ghosts and monsters, he has been obsessed with martial arts since then, hoping to avenge his family by slaying demons and demons.

The reason why he didn't become a monster master was not only because he didn't have access to monsters in the first place, but also because his family was killed by evil spirits and he didn't want to seal his so-called dirty things in his body.

Whether it was his talent or his hard work, he finally became a genius at the age of 30 and officially began to hunt for monsters and kill them.

From being a lowly ghost walking corpse to being able to kill demons in the first realm, he has experienced countless crises and even stepped into the border of death several times.

Although his strength is the most powerful in the Great Yan Wulin, he does not care about fame and wealth. Instead, he keeps wandering around the territory of the Great Xuan Dynasty with the sword in his hand.

Perhaps it was because he faced life and death calmly and continued to practice in life and death that his sword intent became more and more pure and sharp, and his strength far exceeded his normal innate strength.

Years of wandering around in life and death have condensed the heart of the sword, which is clear and untainted by dust. Therefore, when Yuan Bingfeng left Youjian Inn and came to Beifeng County, he was aware of it and followed him all the way to find out.

"Senior Luo, you are the first person that my daughter truly admires. Please forgive me if I have offended you before."

Hearing the origin of the opponent and the reason why he made the move, Yuan Bingfeng truly admired him, not only for his strength, but most importantly for his never-changing spirit, even in the face of death.

The word "Sword Master" is what Yuan Bingfeng said about Luo Hong.

As for Uncle Zhao and others, who were not weak in strength, they naturally understood the other party's origins and no longer had the previous hostility.

The maid Qiuxia looked at Luo Hong in front of her and suddenly felt like a little fan girl.

Maid Qiuxia admires such a warrior and has personally experienced the death of her relatives at the hands of foreigners.

"Miss Yuan, I have the temerity to ask, but I don't know where your power comes from."

After all, if the human race could master this power, then the human race's situation would be very different.

Understanding why the other party was so concerned, Yuan Bingfeng did not hide it, and told her everything from the reason why she entered Youjian Inn to what she had seen and heard at Youjian Inn before.

After listening to Yuan Bingfeng's explanation, Luo Hong looked solemn, frowned and said, "It's hard to say whether having this inn is a blessing or a curse."

"Why?" After hearing Luo Hong's comment, she immediately asked after having a good impression of Youjian Inn.

"Since you said that sharks can also enter an inn, it means that other alien races, even monsters and monsters, can also enter, not to mention the scum of the human race."

"If they enter Youjian Inn and get a chance to improve their strength, it might be a disaster for our human race."

"However, I also saw the merman being killed again. It seems that the human race who went to Youjian Inn got some benefits."

The servant girl Qiuxia heard Luo Hong's comment and said.

"As Miss Yuan said, they just violated the store rules. If someone in the human race also violated it, the situation you saw will also appear in your eyes."

Regarding the question raised by the little girl next to Yuan Bingfeng, Luo Hong answered from another angle.

"Senior Luo, I don't agree with your point of view." Yuan Bingfeng denied Luo Hong's evaluation, and then explained the reason.

"The reason why the human race is in such a situation is because our natural strength is inferior to other alien races or monsters and ghosts, and we even rely on weird things to compete."

"Although every race in Youjian Inn can obtain powerful benefits, doesn't this equal attitude put everyone on the same starting line? If you are still afraid of this, then it will be a matter of time before our human race disappears from this world."

Regarding the appearance of an inn, the two people, one old and one young, expressed their opinions to each other.

"Haha, old, old."

After listening to Yuan Bingfeng's words, Luo Hong burst out laughing, constantly evaluating himself for being old.

"It seems that after living for so many years, a girl can't understand it clearly."

"Senior Luo, you are not old. You are too concerned about the future of the human race. Ten thousand years ago, there were heroes like Senior Luo that could save us from the sea of ​​suffering of the human race."

The Xingluo Kingdom is the country where the competition between the human race and the foreign race is the most intense. As for the records of ten thousand years ago, as the daughter of the lord of an island, Yuan Bingfeng has naturally seen that period of history.

But after reading it once, I never read it again.

　Dear book friends, I wish you all a happy National Day in advance. Hehe, I have nine days off, how about you?

　　Am I going out to play?Should I take a nap? I'm so confused.
　　
　
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