Sword King Reborn

Lingfeng had a huge headache because of Zhu Qingqing, but she herself was extremely calm. Just as the store below prepared a sumptuous dinner, Zhu Qingqing changed into plain linen clothes and walked down. There were more than a hundred pictures in the lobby.

There were only a few dozen square tables with everyone including the Frostwolf warriors seated, so the lobby seemed a little deserted.

Although the lobby was deserted, everyone was sitting together chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was lively. However, when Zhu Qingqing came down the diagonal stairs in the middle of the second floor, everyone looked over in unison, with a quiet and beautiful face.

With a temperament that emerges from the mud but is not stained, this magnificence cannot be concealed even by wearing linen clothes. Even those rude Frost Wolf men couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Who is she?" Mo Yan asked in a low voice. The little fox was biting a chicken leg. He glanced back and said vaguely: "The young master's maid." "Having such a beautiful woman as a maid, Yanfu is serious.

It's not that shallow." Mo Yan pursed her lips, looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile, Ling Feng drank up the wine in the wine glass, Yanfu? He was desperate, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zhu Qingqing.

"It's time to eat, it's time to drink." Ling Feng waved his hand. Ding Li and Hu Xiao, who were looking at each other in a daze, quickly lowered their heads. Listening to the young master's words, the Frostwolf warriors also immersed themselves in eating and drinking. Ye Wushang's back was straight.

He stood straight and chewed the food in small mouths. He was the only one who kept looking at Zhu Qingqing as she walked to Lingfeng's side.

"Master." Zhu Qingqing walked up to Ling Feng and knelt down as if there was no one else around. Without sitting down, she squeezed in between Ling Feng and Ye Wushang, and then stroked the linen clothes as if they were lotus root arms.

She stretched out her arms, and her white, green-onion-like fingers clamped the chopsticks that Ling Feng had placed in front of her. Without anyone telling her, she just picked up Ling Feng's favorite bamboo shoot slices, and then put them into Ling Feng's mouth.

forward.

"Are you going to feed me?" Except for the little fox who forgets everything when he sees food, everyone at Ling Feng's table widened their eyes. Mo Yan and Situ Qingyang looked even more surprised.

There was a hint of subtle jealousy at the corners of their mouths, while Ding Li and Hu Xiao's cheeks were congested. With this beauty feeding them with their own hands, let me strangle them. What kind of blessing is this? And Ling Feng was directly blinded. What kind of trouble is this?

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Just when Zhu Qingqing shocked the people at the table, a noise suddenly came from the empty door. The structure of Yuchun Inn is no different from that of an ordinary inn. There is an entrance counter, a wine tank behind the counter, and then there are

After passing the short railing, you will find a spacious lobby further in. There is usually a very low bandstand in the middle of the lobby. There are stairs on both sides of the bandstand to look up, to the diagonal on the second floor, and so on, there are five floors in total.

"Who told the uncle that it was full?" A fat man in a red brocade robe held a fan in his hand and pushed away the inn attendant who was following him. He looked in with a very arrogant expression, "Second Master, this inn is really awesome today.

It's full." The store owner said carefully from behind the counter, "Little old man, please don't lie to me. I have been living in Magnolia City for many years. Your lobby is so deserted. How dare you say you are full?"

"To be honest, this store is really full. No, it's that young man, he booked the place." The store owner pointed inside, and the fat man frowned. At first glance, he looked straight at him.

He stared at Ling Feng's face, and then turned his eyes. First he was shocked by Zhu Qingqing, and then when he looked around, his whole face turned red instantly.

"These girls are really good." The fat man touched his chin very obscenely. There was a railing screen at the front of the lobby, so he could only see Ling Feng's table and two or three others from outside the door.

At a rough glance, there were only about ten people there, so he was a bit unscrupulous. The shop owner covered his mouth and snickered, but said urgently: "Second Master, this young man here is not an ordinary person, you can't afford to offend him."

"Shit, the second master is now a disciple of the Martial God Sect. Is there anyone else in the world that the second master can't afford to mess with?" The fat man raised his eyes, waved his palm, and the dozen or so black-clothed thugs following behind him disappeared in a flash.

People poured in from outside the store, "Second Master, please don't break my things." The store owner seemed to be familiar with the person in front of him and put on a grimace.

"Second Master came in to chat with some beauties. What are you going to fight for?" The slightly fat man turned around and walked in. Because it was full, the door to the lobby was half closed. As he came in, the man shouted loudly: "

Several beauties have come all the way from afar, and I came here specially to keep them company."

"Get out!" With a loud roar, Ding Li stood up from the table. Without saying a word, he threw a palm-sized wine bowl over. With a "pop", the wine bowl was dodged and hit the door leaf.

It was broken into pieces, and the slightly fat man's face suddenly became gloomy. "You are so courageous, and you dare to be so bold. Take them all from me!" he said.

At the order, more than a dozen strong men in black swarmed in, and the closed lobby doors were pushed open. A total of six doors opened at the same time, and a group of two-meter-tall people stood up inside shouting.

Strong man, for a moment, it was as if a dark cloud had flown over the entire lobby, and even the light of the lamp in the middle of the roof was partially obscured by the figure.

The face of the slightly fat man who was about to grow angry suddenly froze. His eyes looked over with confusion, and his heart was like a big stone. He dropped to the bottom with a "gudong" sound and swallowed hard. He didn't say anything.

I thought that after the door was opened, there were so many big men.

The menacing dozen of black-clothed thugs tightened their waists and backs instantly, and everyone's nerves were tense. "Sit down, sit down, stand up, what are you doing? They are here to eat with you, that's a warm person."

, We are friends." Ling Feng said with a smile and motioned for the Frostwolf warriors to sit down. A group of black figures huffing and puffing sat down, and the light became significantly brighter.

"Dali, go and invite this friend over. It's better to meet by chance. It seems we are destined." Ling Feng said with a smile. Ding Li stood up with a bad expression and strode over. The fat man actually wanted to turn his head.

Now that he's gone, don't look at this young man's smiling face. People in the lobby can clearly hear the frivolous words he just said.

When he asked himself to come over, it would definitely not be a chat, but speaking of the second master, he was also a person. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to just turn around and leave? He was thinking of how to find an excuse to retreat gracefully, but Ding Li had already pinched his shoulder.

, said coldly: "This friend, my young master invites you to come over."

"Eh?" The second master's heart felt cold. It was only a dozen steps after all. Didn't it take him any time to come here? Why so fast? Besides, this man is so strong? The second master was puzzled and was struck by him.

Caught in, Ding Li has now crossed the threshold of an Earth Fighter. A first-level Earth Fighter, to these ordinary people, he is simply a god-like existence.

Seeing his master being snatched away, the dozen black-clothed thugs here not only did not step forward to help, but turned around and ran away in an orderly manner, "Sit down." Ling Feng said with a smile, and the second master's cheeks twitched.

At a closer look, the beauties on the table were even more pity-inducing. They all had their own merits and were all rare beauties. However, no matter how lustful he was at this moment, he did not dare to look at them more.

"Friend, I'm here to visit Magnolia City. I'm so talented, I can be a guide for my friend." The second master lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up, with a smile on his face like a blooming chrysanthemum, and he could see the people at this table.

They were all shocked, but the cold sweat on their temples was really a bit indecent.

"My friend is so enthusiastic. I just heard you say, what's so good about me here?" Ling Feng curled up the corner of his mouth and squinted his eyes slightly, "What's so good about this place? I didn't say this. My friend may have misunderstood.

"The second master is also a very observant person. He could tell at a glance that the clothes of Ling Feng and others were not ordinary people. Moreover, such a young master had so many people around him. Needless to say, he couldn't kick this iron plate by himself.

"Dali, it seems that this friend doesn't like talking to me. Please take him to another table." Ling Feng suddenly lowered his face, and the fat man fell to his knees with a "plop" and slapped him three times in a row.

Throw it in the face, it's a slap in the face

He was so sharp that no one could react, and his face was already red, "Your Excellency has a lot of things to do, so he just raised his hand. He is too young to see the mountains, and he still looks to the sea." He said a few words, followed by several big slaps in the face.

Zi, the "pop" is called shining.

Situ Qingyang and Mo Yan both frowned at the same time and pursed their lips slightly. Situ Qingyang whispered: "Forget it, he is just a slut, don't be like him." Ling Feng sneered and waved his hand.

He said: "Next time you get confused, put some bright spots on your eyes and get out!" The slightly fat man stood up and ran as if he had been granted amnesty, as fast as a rabbit.

"It's really disappointing, I can't even eat without any peace of mind." Seeing the man leave, Situ Qingyang flattened his lips and said, but Ling Feng chuckled, looked at her and said to Mo Yan: "Who asked you to give birth?

Beauty is like disaster, forget it, eating, people are lustful, that's what their nature is." Everyone laughed and didn't seem to take this matter to heart.

But we were only halfway through the meal when there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then the fat man left and came back again. This time, his expression was much more ferocious, "Surround this place for me!" A loud shout came out.

There seemed to be a lot of people. Ding Li and Hu Xiao both stood up, but Ling Feng sneered and motioned for them to sit down. Within a few minutes, a fat man walked in followed by a dozen people wearing fighter robes.

The Fighter's robe is a kind of service that is more gorgeous than ordinary robes. It comes in seven colors and is very beautiful when worn. However, only Fighters are qualified to wear this kind of robe, and ordinary Fighters cannot wear it. They can only wear it if they enter.

Only the fighters who have joined the sect will uniformly wear this kind of robe. Generally speaking, the robe has obvious sect logos on it.

More than ten fighters came, and the leader was quite powerful. Judging from his disdainful look and the strong aura, Ling Feng initially estimated that this was a sky-level fighter, and he felt slightly moved.

, Ling Feng was very surprised. A sky-level fighter was

He is a very famous figure even in the imperial capital, and a fighter of this level is already equivalent to a very powerful existence in the secular world. Although Magnolia City is far from the imperial capital, there is nothing surprising here. A fighter of such strength

Why does the author appear here?

Before Ling Feng could think clearly about this, the leading fighter looked over with a cold look, "Who beat up my disciple of the Martial God Sect?"