I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

Nan Ming and Shen Guhong had just entered this inn when they were greeted by a bunch of strange sights from behind.When they walked into the inn and saw the few people, Nan Ming's feeling of weirdness became even stronger, and he couldn't help thinking to himself, how could such an inn located in the center of the city have such a bleak business?

Although Nan Ming likes the luxurious style, the reason why he entered this inn was not because it was the most gorgeous, but out of curiosity - such a small inn, how can there be so many masters, and even the Dacheng period Monks have one.

Dacheng stage monks are only one big realm short of these Venerable Stage Transcending Tribulation Stage monks. Although countless monks have spent their entire lives failing to reach this great stage, it is also the closest cultivation base to the Venerable Realm. You must know that Yan Yueluo, the majestic master of Linmen sect, is only at the fusion stage.

Usually when you enter an inn, no matter how big or small the inn is, there will always be waiters who will come to receive you warmly. However, although there are maids like flowers in this house, they just looked at the two of them for a few times, and after a flash of surprise in their eyes, they buried their heads and continued to work. up.

Nan Ming tilted his head, and looked at the counter with interest. It was a middle-aged man with a mustache, and he was making calculations, and he didn't even look up at the two of them.

No matter how exquisite Nanming's heart is, he and Shen Guhong probably didn't expect that it was because he and Shen Guhong were too low-key this time, and they didn't dress up like rich and powerful monks, so they were mistaken for poor casual cultivators.

And in order to disguise, the cultivation base of the transformation stage is not enough. You must know that one or two of the maids here have the cultivation base of the transformation stage.

"Boss, please open two upper rooms."

Nan Ming was not disturbed by the weird atmosphere at all, and came to the shopkeeper leisurely and said.

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head thoughtfully, and looked at the indifferent Shen Guhong out of the corner of his eye. For a moment, he seemed to have a brilliant idea in his heart, so he temporarily changed his words: "How about a room?" .”

Shen Guhong glanced at Nan Ming with a little complicated eyes, his heart moved slightly, a little unspeakably ashamed, but he didn't make a sound to stop him, but acquiesced to his behavior.

Little did they know that in the eyes of others, this was another sign of shyness.

The shopkeeper continued to fiddle with the abacus without raising his head, and said with some contempt: "You two are new here, and you don't know the market, so I would like to advise you, you might as well go to another inn .”

In the dim yellow light directly coming down from the chandelier, Nan Ming's complexion sank, his handsome face exuded a quiet aura like the king of hell, and his bright red lips opened and closed: "Oh, why?"

Such oppressive words made the shopkeeper unconsciously raise his eyes to look at the speaker. The moment he raised his eyes, the shopkeeper was overwhelmed by Nan Ming's exquisite face and quiet and noble aura, and was slightly stunned. one time.

When the shopkeeper took a closer look, Nan Mingfang's quiet aura had already subsided. Not only that, there was also a polite and elegant smile on his lips, and the low air pressure just now seemed to be his illusion.

People like beautiful things, facing such a beautiful face, the shopkeeper's words are unconsciously softened a lot: "The little old man is also for the sake of the two, after all, the outsiders who come to Wuyang City are not all Is it for the secret realm of the Far West Demon Land? Since it’s for money, why spend so much money in a small shop.”

Nan Ming tilted his head with a half-smile and waited for the next sentence.

"Let's just say that in the past few days, there have been a lot of people who can't pay the rent from the small shop." The shopkeeper laughed.

"How expensive is that?"

The shopkeeper put down the abacus he was fiddling with in his hand, and said arrogantly: "The dancer we use in our shop is the Jingyang Fairy who was famous in the world of Wind Dance back then, and the music is played by a fusion stage expert who is proficient in rhythm, and even the waiters are dancers. The cultivation base of the transformation stage, how can you say that the charges of such a shop are not expensive."

Nan Ming folded his arms around his chest, nodded seriously, and smiled humbly: "In this case, the price should indeed be higher."

Nan Ming is obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. If you really want to talk about the ability to play music, the number one beauty in the cultivation world, the mighty ability to cross the catastrophe period, didn't she also serve him peacefully back then? Played a song, and it was the kind posted upside down.

The standard of this small inn is clearly not enough for him.

Faced with such a good-looking young man who knows current affairs, the shopkeeper nodded in satisfaction. Although he didn't mind taking the opportunity to blackmail the two of them a lot, the master ordered them to take fewer customers for the next two days and be more peaceful. Naturally, those who obeyed orders did not dare to act rashly.

Then the originally humble Nan Ming continued with his smile unchanged, "So how many spirit stones do you need for a room?"

Seeing the shopkeeper's face which became extremely ugly in just an instant, Nan Ming couldn't help but let out a low laugh. This smile was seen by the rest of the monks and maids in the inn, and they were almost stunned.

Such a beautiful person.

Shen Guhong frowned slightly, but this time he didn't stand by Nan Ming's side.

Nan Ming seemed to have noticed their gazes, restrained his expression, and glanced at them coldly. His deep dark eyes were as cold as if they had been frozen, which scared a monk who was eating and threw away the cup in his hand. Chopsticks, blushing hurriedly picked them up again.

The shopkeeper only realized it at this time, and couldn't help but feel annoyed that he was so kind and the other party didn't appreciate it. He was planning to offer a sky-high price to dampen the prestige of this ignorant monk, but at this moment a beautiful little The maid hurriedly ran to the shopkeeper, interrupted the shopkeeper's opening, and gestured to the shopkeeper with strange movements.

The shopkeeper's face turned blue and white, but in such a short moment, it changed again and again.

His facial muscles twitched, and finally put on a kind smile, humbly said: "I have eyes but don't know Taishan, I don't know if it's a distinguished guest coming, I can't greet you from afar, and I still look at Haihan."

Nan Ming raised his brows slightly, and was a little surprised by the shopkeeper's sudden change of attitude. You must know that this shopkeeper is also at the fusion stage, and he and Shen Guhong are only at the stage of transformation. People who are so polite to them don't know their identities!

Nan Ming continued to say modestly without embarrassment: "We are just little monks who came to this extreme western demon land to find opportunities, so we can't be called honored guests."

The look of surprise at that moment was quite a bit of trepidation. In fact, as long as Nan Ming is willing to act, his acting skills are also good.

Well, in fact, Nan Ming was going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger just now, and he didn't expect that the shopkeeper would do this for him, but he still wouldn't mess himself up.

The shopkeeper was also taken aback by Nan Ming's attitude. You must know that the other party is a distinguished guest in the mouth of the master, so he immediately said in fear: "Two distinguished guests, don't be so petty. The master asked me to bring a sentence for the distinguished guests: Miss Bai Miss you, don’t forget the old love when you have a new love.”

The shopkeeper still had a strange expression when he said the last sentence, if it wasn't for the master's special instructions, he really wouldn't be able to say such a thing.

Miss Bai?

Nanming originally heard this and wondered who the white girl was, but after listening to the following sentence, don’t have a new love and forget the old love, don’t even think about it, it’s probably Bai Ziqi’s bad friend, this industry can do it It's no wonder that such a small inn can have monks in the Dacheng period sitting in the town, and monks in the Fusion period playing music.

They are so rampant, after all, they do have rampant capital, and the backer behind this is the demon emperor Bai Ziqi, a treatment that ordinary inns would not even envy.

However, this is both a new love and an old love, which is really misleading. Those who can stay in this inn are not simple people, and the conversation between the two of them has not been deliberately concealed. People who listen to it will almost treat Nan Ming as a little boy. up.

But the person involved didn't realize it at all. Instead, he just sat down in the lobby in a dignified manner, and ordered a large table of fresh seafood.

Almost everyone was sizing up these two people calmly. Although the completely different charms of the two attracted many people, this kind of scrutiny was more of a kind of suspicion, weighing whether the two would be together this time. There is a threat to them in the secret realm.

Of course, apart from this reason, many people are also attracted by the appearance of the two of them. Unfortunately, the two seem to have a close relationship, and the cold aura on Shen Guhong's body also makes everyone dare not approach. I don't care about these, I think it's quite interesting.

But in this situation where no one is close, there is still the first person to try to eat crabs. Cultivation is against the sky, let alone a chaotic place like the Far West.

"Excuse me, can I have a table with two fellow Taoists?" A gentle voice sounded, and it turned out to be a guest who had just come down from the second floor.

Shen Guhong gave him a cold look, and then said: "Give me a reason."

Those words were really indifferent, so the man squinted his eyes, then chuckled lightly, waved the folding fan in his hand and left without forcing it.

Nan Ming leaned on his head with one hand, took a sip of the fine wine in the glass, and said teasingly: "The Immortal Venerable is so serious, you are so ruthless, how sad it is!"

Shen Guhong remained silent, pursing his lips slightly.

Until the dishes they ordered were served, Shen Guhong didn't speak again, but Nan Ming was the one who couldn't bear it first, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Shen Guhong shook his head, and looked straight into the depths of Nan Ming's eyes: "No problem, I should ask you what you are thinking."

Nan Ming said in a voice transmission: "Miss Bai."

"Miss Bai?" Shen Guhong frowned, and repeated it following the sound transmission.

Nan Ming chuckled lightly: "I don't have any confidante surnamed Bai. I thought it should be Bai Ziqi, but after thinking about it, I think he probably didn't know that I came to the Demon Land of the Far West. It is even more impossible to ask people to receive them in advance."

"So who is this person?"

Nan Ming drank another glass of wine before responding: "I don't know."

He got a lot closer to Shen Guhong, leaned into his ear and said softly: "But I have already answered you, Immortal Venerable. It is one of my confidante."

Shen Guhong backed away from Nanming's breath expressionlessly, Nan Ming smiled back, thinking that the other party was going to do something, the other party's fingers knocked on his head gently: "Stop thinking about it."

Nan Ming took a look at Shen Guhong, and found that the other person's expression was calm, but Ruyu's earlobes were already turning red quietly, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a slight arc, muttering: "Fake prudence."