Jingshui City, Fengqi Street, morning.

Old man Wang, who sells sugar water, walked back to the backyard with his load, filled a water tank with a bowl of refreshing cold water, squatted at the door and drank slowly.

Because of the morning market, many shops had already started doing business. He habitually assessed the crowds and frowned more and more.

"Were there so many people before?"

Standing at a candy shop on the street, a young man dressed in black and carrying a sword on his back made a confused sound.

Ye Baiyu often went down the mountain to buy things before, but he had never seen such a crowded scene.

"Of course not!"

Yun Yichuan, who was standing next to him, beat his chest and feet, wishing he could pull out the guy who sent the fake news and chop him into pieces.

As soon as he saw the news, he knew something was wrong, so he quickly went up the mountain to pull Ye Baiyu down, but unfortunately he still couldn't catch up.

There are no vacancies in the city!

The two walked around five or six streets, looking here and there but couldn't find it. If they wanted to stay, they had to sleep in a stable.

I heard someone said that there was an inn called Yunshui that still had vacancies, but it had not been open for a long time. Based on the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse, the two of them went all the way to find it.

When they arrived at the door of the inn, they found that it was very quiet inside, with almost no tourists.

Yun Yichuan suddenly became excited and grabbed Ye Baiyu, "I will negotiate with the store owner then, Bai Yu, don't say anything."

"Yes."

After making up their minds, the two of them stayed nearby for a long time before they saw a young man in Jinyi walking in the distance and stopped at the entrance of Yunshui Inn.

Looking at each other, Yun Yichuan appeared and spoke, "Third Young Master, what a coincidence. Do you want to stay here too?"

"Also?"

"Yes, everything is on a first-come, first-served basis," Yun Yichuan said calmly and seemed very reasonable, "If the store is only willing to give out one room, it must be ours."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen looked them up and down, shook his head in amusement, "Then you can go back."

"What?"

"This is my home."

As the two looked at each other, Fang Xiwen calmly took out the key and prepared to open the door, but was stopped by Yun Yichuan, "What did you say?"

"I said, I bought this place a long time ago. Go, go, go."

He waved his hands like he was chasing a dog, with a rather disdainful expression on his face.

"Fang Xingyun, we are very important..." Ye Baiyu just opened his mouth when his mouth was covered. Yun Yichuan hid him behind him and was about to speak.

"Baobing." Fang Xiwen raised an index finger and said.

"What?"

"If you can afford a valuable soldier, you can live here as long as you want."

"Are you fucking crazy?" No matter how reasonable he was, Yun Yichuan couldn't help but curse.

Just like sharp weapons correspond to the enlightenment level, treasure weapons correspond to the exterior level, the kind that can cause changes in the world!

Every treasure weapon can be regarded as the treasure of a big family, and this kid just opens his mouth?

"Climb if you can't get out."

Fang Xiwen looked at Yun Yichuan, who had a gloomy expression, shrugged, unlocked the door and pushed in.

"We really can't talk anymore?"

The latter's voice seemed to be shrouded in the cold wind, turning into ice slag and falling down.

"No need to talk."

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the door slammed shut, blocking the two people outside.

Fang Xiwen sat in the lobby, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked thoughtful.

Because his sister was on the second floor, he was not afraid of Yun Yichuan at all, so he deliberately provoked him to see his reaction.

When he asked for a treasured weapon, Yun Yichuan actually hesitated for a moment.

For a specific request like this, if it is available, it is yes, and if it is not, it is no, but his first reaction is to scold him instead of changing the conditions.

Combined with some marginal information collected by Shadow Warrior, we can deduce that there is a high probability that Yun Yichuan really has a treasure weapon.

This is not right.

No matter how famous the Yun family is in Yiling, why can they equip their newly enlightened disciples with precious weapons?

Either Yunyichuan is highly valued, or... there are highly skilled craftsmen in the clan, and there is a surplus of such things.

He has not forgotten the fake Frost Sky Sword - the thing that chased him all the way and almost killed him and Fang Qingxiao.

"Yun family..."

Fang Xiwen tapped the table lightly to calm down the emotions in his eyes.

...

...

Yun Yichuan and the two left with their tails between their legs dejectedly.

I thought it was a life-saving straw, but it turned out to be your mother’s third son’s property!

Another person, Yun Yichuan, felt that he could use negotiation, bribery and other means to deal with it, and at most he would have to pay some blood. The Yun family's great cause is full of this.

But opposite is the third young master who is forcing him to open his mouth and ask for a treasured weapon!

"No, why did he ask Baobing..."

If you want to refuse him, there are obviously so many things that he can't give you, such as Dharmakaya exercises, true meaning inheritance, various elixirs, etc. Why does the Third Young Master have to ask this...

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that his face looked very bad, Ye Baiyu was a little confused.

"It's okay, maybe I'm overthinking it." After a moment of silence, Yun Yichuan laughed in relief and scratched his head, "It seems we can only stay in the stables."

"Didn't I tell you earlier?"

...

...

Yunshui Inn.

Fang Xiwen was sitting in the lobby on the first floor, drinking tea and flipping through the newspaper.

The noisy sounds outside are pouring into my ears. The person selling sugar water across the door has been making a lot of money these days, and I wish I could hire a few more people to work around the clock.

The false news he spread spread from Zifeng City to the entire Yiling. After the initial stage, the news spontaneously spread wider and wider, and there was no need for him to take action anymore.

A group of people feel that if they can obtain the inheritance of the three major sects, they might be directly accepted into the sect, with the idea of ​​reaching the sky in one step.

Under this chaos, some things will emerge. When Fang Xiwen was putting the information he cared about on a piece of paper, there was the sound of stepping down the stairs.

Luo Qingni, who was wearing a blue cloud-patterned robe with her hair pulled up, trotted up to him, straightened her back, clenched her fists and solemnly announced, "I've opened my ears!"

"It's great, it's amazing."

Fang Xiwen said perfunctorily without raising his head.

In the game, he simply piles up all the resources, and at this stage, he can directly raise the Biluo Sword Immortal to the point where all nine orifices are open, which is called a god killing gods and Buddhas.

"I have four orifices." Luo Qingni came around and sat down next to him, whispering.

"Yeah, Luo Nuxia is my role model."

"Just in time to participate in that secret realm?"

"Hmm...huh?" Fang Xiwen was stunned for a moment, put down the pen, flicked her forehead hard, and said angrily: "So you were hinting at me just now?"

"I want to go."

Luo Qingni covered her forehead and looked at him pitifully.

I am very happy to practice here, and I can see him every day. I make rapid progress and eat delicious food often... The girl is not dissatisfied, but she also wants to take risks occasionally.

"Then you go, I won't stop you."

"It takes two people."

"Let Fang Qingxiao go with you."

He thought that if the two of them really worked together, then this combination would be enough to kill the contestants.

Putting aside Luo Qingni's four-aperture combat prowess, Fang Qingxiao has a record of defeating the masters of the eight-aperture list. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is invincible at the same level.

Hearing this, Luo Qingni shook her head vigorously and looked over stubbornly with her big eyes.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xiwen pointed at herself, a little in disbelief, "You want to go with me?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, this game is too easy. Take me to make it a little more difficult, right?"

"No!" Luo Qingni grabbed his sleeve and turned away, "I just want to go with you, I will protect you."

Fang Xiwen fell silent.

There was a faint red cloud climbing from her neck to the base of her ears. Luo Qingni boldly turned back to look at him, "Okay?"

The girl's mouth was very clumsy and she wasn't very good at persuading others. Her little hands that grabbed his clothes unconsciously used force.

I want to go and see it with him...

"...Okay, okay, I promise you that." Fang Xiwen sighed and folded the newspaper.

In an instant, fireworks bloomed in her eyes, and Luo Qingni showed a big smile, "Really?"
Chapter completed!