Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

There are hundreds of large and small cities in the southern region, and the areas adjacent to the eastern and central regions are the most prosperous.

However, the closer to the Western Regions, the poorer the place.

Because the Western Regions is a barren land, and it is also the headquarters of the Demon Cult.

Of the five regions in the world, the Western Region is the most chaotic.

The wanted criminals, killers, and criminals all over the world will hide in the Western Regions.

Over time, the places where the Southern Region, the Central Region, the Northern Region and the Western Region contact each other are also extremely dark and chaotic.

The official road to the west is sparsely populated, there is not a single city within a thousand miles of Fang Yuan, and even inns are extremely rare.

Opening an inn in such a place is easy to be robbed by bandits in the mountains.

It's okay if you just rob money, but sometimes, even your life will be lost.

Mangshan Inn is an inn under the Mangshan Mountains in the buffer zone of the Southern and Western Regions.

It is located alone next to the official road, not too big or small, the house is a bit dilapidated, and the plaque at the door is crooked.

But within a hundred miles of Fang Yuan, it is the only inn.

Nangong Ye had traveled all day, and at sunset, he arrived in front of the inn.

Going out, this is the first time Nangong Ye has not entered the big city to rest at night.

The desolation and decline of the Western Regions can be seen in general.

Even the territory of the Southern Region has been affected.

This area is too chaotic, people will not come here for life.

Naturally, the royal family did not build a city here.

"Law! Law! Law! Law! Law!"

Nangong Ye pulled the reins and stopped at the entrance of Mangshan Inn.

A group of nine people walked into the front yard of the inn next time.

Two waiters in sackcloth came out of the inn when they heard the neighing of the horse.

Seeing the guests coming to the door, he quickly showed a flattering smile.

"Guest officer, please come inside, our inn is small, but we have everything you need for good wine and food, and we will definitely not disappoint the distinguished guests.

Xiao Er came up to help Nangong Ye lead the horse, talking enthusiastically about the benefits of the inn.

"Hey, come a few more people and take the horse to the backyard."

Nangong Ye and his party had nine horses, and the two young men were not enough, so they called out two more.

Luan Shen took out a piece of silver from his pocket, threw it into Xiao Er's hand, and coldly ordered: "The nine horses must use the best feed.

"In addition, prepare three tables of wine and food, all of which must be the best in your shop."

"Guests, don't worry, we guarantee the best."

Holding the silver in his hand, the little second hand smiled happily, his attitude became more respectful, and he bowed down repeatedly to express his thanks.

Nangong Ye walked into the inn and found that the inn looked dilapidated on the outside, but clean inside.

The lobby is huge, with more than a dozen tables.

Today, there are already five tables with guests, adding up to almost twenty people.

These guys are all Rivers and Lakes high rollers.

Or shirtless and laughing, wantonly drinking, or topless and barebacked, blowing chat.

On their tables or chairs, there are weapons such as swords and swords.

They are all placed in the most convenient place, as long as you reach out, you can get them.

When Nangong Ye came in, all these chattering and laughing people stopped making noise, and all looked this way.

A few people reached out to touch the weapons around them without any trace, ready to explode at any time.

Suddenly, the air in the inn suddenly became quiet, and even the temperature dropped a little.

Walking along the Rivers and Lakes, one must be vigilant, and everyone knows to maintain the most basic vigilance.

These people are also people who walk the Rivers and Lakes all year round, so they will not understand such a simple truth.

Nangong Ye ignored them and went straight to the innermost table.

Xiao Er also saw that the atmosphere was not right at this time, but he had seen this kind of situation a long time ago, so he laughed a few times casually to ease the atmosphere.

Then ran over to help Nangong Ye clean the tables and chairs.

He could see that Nangong Ye and his party were either rich or noble, and they must be pampered people.

Although his inn is very clean, it must not be To put in one's eyes by the nobleman.

This way of cleaning will also increase the favorability of Nangong Ye and his party.

Seeing that Nangong Ye and his group did not move, the twenty or so people also breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to drink and have fun.

"Boss, hurry up and serve the food.

After Six Swords Slave sat down, he really just yelled towards the counter.

"Okay, come right away."

Not willing to delay, the shopkeeper went to the back kitchen to urge the dishes.

The innkeeper is a fat middle-aged man, the fat on his stomach trembles when he runs.

The steps are irregular, but the steps are very brisk.

Nangong Ye glanced at him, already understood in his heart.

When he came in, he sensed True Qi fluctuations on the shopkeeper.

Looking at his running and breathing rhythm now, it is obvious that he has the cultivation base of martial arts.

This humble shopkeeper is actually an Innate level master.

In fact, it is only natural that this is the case. On this Mang Mountain, bandits are rampant in the Lin Li village.

Those who can open an inn at the foot of Mang Mountain must naturally possess martial arts.

Otherwise, no matter how much money you make, you will be making wedding dresses for the bandits, and you won't be able to drive for a long time.

Soon, plates of dishes and jugs of good wine were continuously delivered from the back kitchen.

The food eaten by Nangong Ye's group is obviously much better than those big (aeeg) guys who walk around the world.

The scent of vegetables and wine slowly wafted up, causing those big men to look this way involuntarily.

The startled salamander poured a glass of wine for Nangong Ye, and there was a scent of wine.

Nangong Ye picked it up, tasted it briefly, and frowned.

Sure enough, the taste was not to his liking.

Although this glass of wine tastes good, it cannot be called a good wine.

Seeing this, the startled salamander put down the wine bottle and took out a white jade jug from the package.

This is sweet-scented osmanthus wine brought out from the previous big city, which has been cellared for 35 years.

Along the way, although the dishes were finished, there was still a jug of wine left because I brought a lot of wine.

The startled salamander holds the pot to inspect the wine, and a stream of transparent wine flows out from the mouth of the pot and falls into the wine cup.

The 35-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus wine is bright and transparent, and the border cannot be seen when it falls into the wine glass, as if it does not exist.

As the fine wine volatilized, a scent of wine slowly dispersed, allowing the entire inn lobby to smell it.

The twenty or so big men next to them smelled the aroma of the wine, salivated, and couldn't help but look at the wine glass in Nangong Ye's hand.

On the Rivers and Lakes, there are few men walking outside who don't like good wine.

The same is true of these big men.

The 35-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus wine costs 300 taels of silver for a pot, which is not something these people can afford.

These people watched Nangong Ye drink the wine one by one, and suddenly felt that the wine in their hands was sour and tasteless.

One by one, they ate a few mouthfuls of food bitterly, venting their depression.

After sunset, the sky darkened quickly.

Not long after Nangong Ye sat down, it was already pitch black outside.

The innkeeper had already lit candles and lanterns very early, and the red lanterns at the door did not know when they would light up.

If someone who walks at night sees these lanterns, he will know that there is an inn ahead, so he doesn't have to spend the night by the roadside.

While Nangong Ye was drinking and eating, a waiter in the back kitchen left the back kitchen under the pretext of going to the latrine after finishing his work.

He sneaked into the stable with a lantern, relying on the weak candlelight, and carefully looked at some of the fierce horses.

And these horses are the hard-earned BMWs that Nangong Ye and his party rode.

When I came here, the waiter in this shop saw this.

At that time, he only had a glimpse. Although he was shocked, he didn't dare to believe it. He just kept an eye on it.

After looking at it carefully now, I finally confirmed that this is the hard-earned horse in Legendary.

Sweaty BMW is originally a species in the Western Region, and here is close to the Western Region, so there are more people who know the Sweaty BMW, and this shop waiter is one of them.

Looking at the eight bloody horses, the waiter's eyes were burning with fire.

He knew the price of a hard-earned BMW, which could not be bought for a thousand taels of gold.

There are eight bloody horses here, with a total value of more than ten thousand taels of gold!

Ten thousand taels of gold! What kind of concept is this?

The hotness in the waiter's eyes turned cold, and then a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With such a treasure in front of him, he could no longer suppress the greed in his heart.

Thinking of this, the waiter exited the stable, looked around cautiously, and found that no one saw him.

So he slipped out of the inn quietly and disappeared into the night.

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