Chapter 80: It's late, my shopkeeper was slaughtered by us last night
The last page, a large sheet of paper, is occupied by a circle.
This circle looks like nothing, just an ordinary circle.
But when Feng Liyan looked deeply, an incomparable sword light swept out instantly. Before Feng Liyan could react, his mind exploded and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
This is not because Xu Ming wrote it wonderfully, but because the sword technique is too powerful and profound.
At a real glance, the sword energy swept over him, which was the sword intention of a strong man. But in Feng Liyan's situation, he was completely forced to comprehend and was counterattacked by the swordsmanship.
When he first wrote this sword technique, if he hadn't been wise enough to understand it, Xu Ming would have ended up very miserable. It would never have been as simple as spitting out a mouthful of blood like Feng Liyan did.
"The strength is still too weak. This senior must have been a powerful person during his lifetime." Feng Liyan smiled bitterly, laughing at himself for not overestimating his own abilities.
Great power is an existence that transcends Wuzong. Basically no one has seen it, only heard about it.
Xu Ming strongly agrees with this statement. Ximen Chuixue, known as the Sword God, has surpassed the limits of human beings and reached the highest realm.
"Okay, let's get some rest early. After tomorrow, I will study this sword technique." Although he was injured, this made Feng Liyan even more excited.
Just by looking at him, he was injured, and the severity was unimaginable.
Xu Ming smiled, stopped talking, crossed his legs and started practicing.
A warrior cannot break through easily. At least, he needs to prepare a lot of things.
The breakthrough of the Nine Transformation Magic Techniques means the completion of the first transformation and the geometric growth in strength.
During practice, you cannot feel the passage of time, and time flies by in a night.
The carriage moved forward again, but they no longer had any worries, no one would stop them again.
Chen Xian? If Feng Liyan is by Xu Ming's side, Chen Xian will never come again.
The Chen family did not send any more people, apparently giving up the pursuit of Xu Ming.
As for whether Chen Xian will not be punished when he returns to the Chen family, this has nothing to do with them and there is no need to worry about it.
Peak warriors are cherished far beyond Xu Ming's imagination. If the Chen family wants to cultivate one, it will need a lot of resources. Chen Xian is much more important than those junior warriors.
When Xu Ming arrived at the small town on the edge of the Forest of Monsters, it was exactly noon. Xu Ming did not take off the powder on his face. He still did not move. He said goodbye to Feng Liyan and went to Chi Lai Inn.
Feng Liyan had his own affairs. He was not Xu Ming's servant and could not accompany Xu Ming to die.
For Feng Liyan, what he wants in the end is hatred.
If there is no revenge for a day, Feng Liyan will be tortured by hatred for a day, and it will be impossible to follow Xu Ming.
The town in the Forest of Monsters is called Luoli Town. It is a town without rules.
If there's one rule, it's fists.
As long as you have big fists, no one will care about you if you rob or kill people in this small town.
This is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.
The town of Luoli is not big, with only two streets, divided into Luoli Street and Scattered Street.
As the name suggests, Luoli Street is mostly a street for small town residents. Scattered Street is an area for foreign monks to live.
These two streets do not restrict access by identity, they are just named according to the number of people.
Chilai Inn, Luoyu Sanchao Street.
Looking at the inn in front of us, the old plaque with a corner missing, and the dusty beams make people wonder whether this is a place where people stay.
"Objectively, should we eat or stay in a hotel?" At this time, a pale man wearing coarse linen clothes and a towel hanging on his shoulders walked over with a smile on his face.
Xu Ming frowned and looked at the towel on the man's shoulder. It was full of gray and black. At the corners, the previous white could be faintly seen.
"I'm here to find someone." Xu Ming glanced at the dusty towel with disgust and said calmly.
"Looking for someone, I'm sorry, you're late, he has already left." The smile on the man's face disappeared, with a hint of sadness.
"Do you know who I'm looking for?" Xu Ming was shocked.
"Of course, he asked you to come here, and he has an explanation with us." The man affirmed.
"What does he look like?" Xu Ming frowned and sneered. Qingying had made an appointment for half a month, but it hadn't arrived yet. There was no way he would be late.
"Wearing a black robe, which obscured his figure, I couldn't see clearly what he looked like. He just said he was waiting for someone." The man recalled, fearing that Xu Ming wouldn't believe it, so he added: "He said he was waiting for someone from out of town.
He is a handsome young man."
"Who is the boss here?" Xu Ming frowned. If he continued to ask, he would not get the answer he wanted. This person would definitely continue to talk.
"Boss?" The man was stunned, stood up straight, and touched his chin, wondering what he was thinking about.
"It's the manager of Chi Lai Inn." Xu Ming gritted his teeth and said.
"Oh, shopkeeper." The man suddenly understood, then smiled and said: "Sorry, you are late. The shopkeeper just died last night and no one has come to take over."
"Uh" Xu Ming was stunned and his face darkened: "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't dare, keep telling the truth." The man looked at Xu Ming with a smile, without any hint of fear.
Putting his left hand on the hilt of the sword, Xu Ming thought to himself, should he teach this man a lesson?
"Little brother, what are you doing standing here?" At this time, a middle-aged strong man came over and looked at Xu Ming standing in front of the door doubtfully.
He has a beard, bright and cunning eyes, his upper body is naked, and his muscles are all tangled, full of explosive power. There is a pair of metal gloves on his waist, and a money bag hangs on his waist.
"Oh, I was looking for the shopkeeper of Chi Lai Inn. He said that I was late and the shopkeeper was dead. How could someone curse his shopkeeper like this?" Xu Ming said directly when he saw the visitor.
"Hey, are you from out of town?" Hearing this, the strong man was not surprised, but looked at Xu Ming with a smile.
"Yes, they came from out of town." Xu Ming frowned. Do they hate outsiders?
"Haha, let me tell you, how could anyone not know the rules here?" The strong man laughed and threw a gold coin directly to the man: "Go and get a pound of strong wine and three pounds of bison meat."
"Okay, okay." After taking the gold coin, the man exited excitedly and ignored Xu Ming.
Xu Ming frowned and looked at all this with confusion.
"Sit down and have a drink." The strong man invited.
Xu Ming glanced at the tables and chairs. They were covered with dust, but the strong man didn't care. He sat down and Xu Ming no longer hesitated.
The two of them sat down, and the strong man smiled and said: "This Chi Lai Inn only accepts money. If you don't give me money, it will be too late for you to do anything."
"Then there's no need to curse the shopkeeper to death, right?" Xu Ming sneered.
"Yes, there is no curse. The shopkeeper is indeed dead." The strong man explained. Seeing Xu Ming's surprise, he continued: "The previous shopkeeper had a bad temper and bullied his subordinates. These subordinates couldn't stand it and joined forces to kill him. Now,
They are in charge of this inn together."
A flash of understanding flashed in Xu Ming's eyes. The one with the biggest fist here is the master. If they can kill the shopkeeper, this place belongs to them.
But, can this approach last?
Thinking of this, Xu Ming asked his doubts: "So you can kill people here casually? No one can manage it?"
"Management?" The strong man sneered, patted the table, and the dust filled the sky: "Management? No one wants to stay here any longer. No one knows who will live here. If you stay here for a moment longer, you may die.
Down?"
Just think about it, if you stay here and nothing happens for a day, and after a while, someone will catch you and try to kill you, there are no rules here and no one will control you.
And if these people cherish their lives, they will leave. If they don't cherish their lives, it is useless to make rules.
It seems like there is no management, but it is actually managed. There is no need to worry about excessive traffic here, which will cause a burden.
Ahead is the Monster Forest, which is full of monsters, ruins, and even some ores and herbs.
This is a treasured land, and the monks all want to take a share of the benefits, but this benefit cannot be monopolized by others, so if it is not managed, these monks who want to stay longer will be forced to leave.