Demon Sword God

"Where is the dead sissy? I'm disgusting to eat, bah--" A barefoot man stood up angrily in the corner of the room, turned his head and spitted in the direction of the door.

"Oh! Who is ignorant of being polite! Go wild in front of Lord Fengling." The sharp voice suddenly increased by one decibel.

"What's the matter with me? I care about you Feng Ling Tuling. I just don't like you, why don't you?" The barefoot man picked up the axe leaning against the stool and raised his right middle finger at Manager Lin.

"Okay, I've fucked his buddy"

“Oh oh ~”

There were many unhappy guests in the hotel. When they saw someone standing up, they started to make a fuss. Boss Yu crawled up in a cold sweat when he saw this. If he offended Lord Feng Ling, let alone the entire store could not be opened, even if he had ten lives, he would not be able to protect him.

After gritting his teeth, Boss Yu jumped to the center of everyone.

"What a quarrel, a bunch of local buns, are you able to offend us seventh-level magician, Lord Feng Ling?"

Boss Yu's roar made the entire hotel quiet.

It’s not because of Feng Ling, a name that is unfamiliar to tourists, but his identity! A seventh-level magician, a seventh-level magician who rarely goes to any country in the entire continent can be regarded as a guest of honor. Don’t

Speaking of a sixth-level strongman, there is not even a single diner in the entire hotel. Even if a fifth-level strongman comes, no one can afford to offend him. The person who is making excitement instantly supports the barefoot man's follower.

It became disgust and alienation.

The barefoot man was also stunned. He thought that his fourth-level peak strength would be straited in front of ordinary nobles, but he didn't expect that he would have a big nail when he came out of such a bad character. In an instant, the barefoot man's expression changed from arrogance to

Awkward.

"This...that..." The barefoot man was a little at a loss.

"That, I really don't know how to praise you... This, that... You don't remember the villain's past, I... I'll get out right away."

Bang bang bang

The barefoot man turned his head and ran out from the back door with an axe.

If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, it is definitely the best choice to run away before the other party is too impressed by you. The barefoot man's decision is undoubtedly the most correct. Manager Lin really wants to give it to him.

The barefoot man with a sensation made him look at it, but unfortunately, the reason for myopia really made him not remember the other person's appearance.

As the barefoot man fled in panic, diners in the hotel put down their chopsticks and squeezed out from the back door. Although most people were unwilling to give up, they were seventh-level nobles after all, and they could not afford to offend them.

When encountering such things that are not good for oneself, most normal people will make the most correct choice to leave, while some people who are very reasonable and understand them will not.

Seeing a group of people rushing to leave, Mu Lin was about to pull Qingqing up together.

"Wait, don't leave." Hei Sha's voice appeared in Mu Lin's mind in time.

"Why." Mulin was surprised

"Just sit down and listen to the Ai family later." Hei Sha's tone was a little serious.

"Brother, who are you talking to?" Qingqing blinked her big eyes and looked at Mu Lin curiously.

Mu Lin suddenly realized that he had made a super big mistake. Since he discovered that Black Kill had a weapon spirit, he was busy training in his sleep, and he forgot to tell Qingqing Black Kill the weapon spirit that existed, but it was too late to talk about it now.

Mu Lin had to comfort Qingqing first and explain to her after what happened before her.

"It's okay, let's sit down first." After that, Mu Lin patted Qingqing on the shoulder and the two of them continued to sit down quietly. Although Qingqing was curious about her brother's decision, she also obediently sat down with Mu Lin.