"You are cheating on me."

The fat waiter was dissatisfied.

The ordinary face waiter is called ordinary, as he is named, "Am I said it wrong by Fatty?"

Hearing this, the fat waiter was helpless.

This is really true.

Not to mention their level, even those at a lower level are fine.

The ordinary waiter smiled. He was actually not panicked at all. It was enough to be unable to produce evidence. As for the others, there was no proof. Unless you saw it with your own eyes, he would not be able to do it.

Of course there is another possibility.

That is, Fang Xuan himself recorded the breakthrough process with the spirit stone, so there would be no problem with the combination.

But this is impossible. He has never seen someone who records such breakthroughs. Isn’t this exposing his weaknesses?

"Do you want me to prove the ninth level of today's breakthrough? Does the spiritual stone record count?"

A light voice spread in the inn.

"Forget it!" The fat waiter immediately spoke.

"I have."

Fang Xuan took a look and took out a transparent spirit stone, which was specially recorded.

Is this person sick? Brain disease? Record this thing...

Ordinary want to curse people.

"You..." He pointed at Fang Xuan and couldn't speak.

It’s not that I don’t want to say it, but the fat little guy pulled Fang Xuan and headed towards the courtyard.

Pingfan immediately looked at Manager Wang, "The fat man broke the rules we set. This bastard exposed himself and was no longer a guest. If you want to beat him to death, Manager Wang, you have to take care of him."

However, at this time, Manager Wang was silent, looking at his nose and his nose.

Pingfan said similar things again to other directions.

There is still silent silence.

My heart is cold.

"Hehe, who told you to smell bad all day long? You swear those things." The magnetic voice spread across the first floor, and it was the middle-aged Hua Zhengqing who carried the feces.

It's obvious that they and the fat man want to see it too.

"The fat man wants to fight, but he still needs to watch it."

The sound came from the kitchen.

Ordinary glaring.

Suddenly, he rushed into the backyard, "It's not right, there is still a chance. Recording the spirit stone may be fake. The fat man and others collaborate to cheat me."

And on the other side.

The fat little guy was anxious to go to the courtyard to see the situation.

"Slowly, I am a guest now, the courtyard is my home now, and the recording spirit stone is mine. Do you think it's appropriate to look at it in vain?" Fang Xuan paused, pulled the fat waiter, his eyes flashing with a smile.

"You can open the conditions."

Fat little one is proud.

"Don't have any treasures, just one, stay for another three days."

"Uh." In an instant, the fat waiter choked.

He really wanted to squeeze himself in the face, and he was so arrogant in the last second, but he was so embarrassed in the next second.

"Let's change one, be the king of the world."

“Not changing.”

"Isn't it really a change? The king of the world? Even the king of another country is OK."

Fang Xuan did not answer, and his face was full of smiles.

The fat waiter took a deep breath.

He looked left and right, up and down, and the thief Xixi seemed to be doing something bad, and pulled Fang Xuan to the side and lowered his voice.

"How is the day?"

"Three days."

"One day, it's really only one day. I really can't help you if there are too many. I'm not up to this inn."

"OK."

"Um?"

The fat little brother's eyes are even smaller.

Promise so quickly...

In an instant, he understood, said one day in the last second, and agreed the next second. This was what he had known about his bottom line for a long time.

In other words, the three-day exaggerated time is just a prelude to let him speak out for one day.

Only those who are familiar with him and those who are familiar with the style of the inn will say this.

"You can't be the illegitimate son of the shop owner, are you?" The fat waiter looked at Fang Xuan in surprise.

Too weird.

How could anyone in this world know about these situations?

"No, I just know more." Fang Xuan paused, "A intelligence businessman."

Looking at Fang Xuan with a peaceful smile.

The fat waiter muttered in his heart.

Intelligence businessman?

"People from Xuanji Hall?"

"no."

I was surprised to hear the denied Fatty Xiaoer. Is there any intelligence ability in this broken wasteland that is comparable to that of Xuanji Hall?

The next second, he no longer thought about it.

Ordinary people are coming, and they are coming in a hurry.

He pulled Fang Xuan and headed towards the courtyard.

"Let's go."

The guardian formation in the courtyard is still there.

Under Fang Xuan's key, he removed the formation.

At this moment, there was a huge spiritual energy soaring into the sky, but no one from the outside world noticed it. Otherwise, they would have seen the spiritual energy pillar that soared into the sky like a pillar of heaven.

In an instant, several eyes circulated in the courtyard.

"Record the spirit stone opens."

Fatty waiter opened the record and watched the contents.

Combining the records and these breath residues, it is basically certain.

There are divine thoughts hanging on the spirit stone.

Fang Xuan held the recording spirit stone, and he knew without observing all this that there must be a flow of spiritual thoughts.

Everyone has curiosity.

For these people, they have curiosity, but they are very few. They are calm and can hardly impress them, but they are curious enough and can still be done.

And a breakthrough in one hour is enough curiosity.

"It's not an hour and a half, it's half an hour!"

An exclamation came from a corner of the inn.

This was far beyond their expectations.

One and a half hours have become as exaggerated as the Book of Heaven. What is the concept of half an hour now?

"Will someone make a fool of us? Will we be able to enter a dream?" As soon as this statement came out, even the speaker felt that it was fake.

"A monster has emerged in this world."

"Diezi."

"What qualifications and physique is he?"
To be continued...