Then, the old man will leave.

Xiaoan said: "Hey! Old man, I want hot water to take a bath, please prepare it."

"A piece of top-grade black stone."

"Damn! Just grab it, why is it more expensive than staying in a hotel?!"

"If you don't like it, don't take a shower." The old man walked forward slowly, went downstairs, sat on the counter again and dozed off.

Does anyone do business like this?

Xiaoan stared at the old man, "Brother, brother, do you think there is such a shopkeeper in the world?"

"Haha!" Mo Liancheng laughed, "Xiao'an, a high-grade black stone is not expensive anymore. Not everyone can hire a master to wash their feet."

Xiaoan was startled.

Then his eyes widened, and then he gave the old man a naughty look, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother, please lend me a piece of high-grade black stone. I must have it in your storage bag, Miss Jun."

"What do you want to do?"

"I want a master to bring me foot-washing water today, hehe."

"Crack!"

Ouch! Xiaoan's head hurt! He was hit by something inexplicably. He angrily saw clearly what hit him. There was an old shoe on the ground with two holes. He searched for the target to find out who hit him.

He looked downstairs at the counter with his hand, and saw the old man with one bare foot resting on the counter very leisurely, "The little guy these days is really getting more and more intolerant of hardships, ugh."

Xiaoan's eyes widened and she wanted to curse but held back.

Mainly, he was a little doubtful whether the old man in front of him was at the level of an old monster.

If that was the case, he wouldn't dare to provoke it...

Mo Liancheng wanted to laugh, but didn't, "Xiao'an, give the shoes back to senior."

"Send it?...Okay! Send it right away." Upon hearing this, Xiaoan's eyes flashed with cunning, so he picked up the shoes, used his mysterious energy as a hidden weapon, and threw it at the old man with all his strength! It didn't count as throwing, the shoes were like hidden weapons.

A strong wind breaks through the air and attacks. If not blocked, the force of this throw will definitely destroy the entire counter!

Suddenly, the weird old man caught the shoes with a gentle movement and put them on his feet.

Xiao Anbai stared.

This damn old man is really a master!

Mo Liancheng ignored Xiaoan and chose a room at random and went in.

Stepping in, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Just for a moment, the house was clean? Spotless? But, even if the old man cleaned up the dust on the bed and the quilts, Mo Liancheng still didn't dare to sleep. You have to think about it, it hasn't been changed in three years.

Bed, do you dare to sleep on it all at once?

Xiaoan also entered another room.

From time to time, I could hear his cursing words.

After a while, as expected, a few more teenagers appeared.

In the same way, the old man also collected ten low-grade black stones in one day.

The result was not much better than Xiaoan's, and everyone was filled with resentment, "What kind of crappy place is this?! Why doesn't there even be a decent inn in the Holy City?!"

Mo Liancheng was even more surprised when he heard this.

Is this the case in the Holy City? He thought he was just unlucky enough to bump into this family.

Qu Tan'er came out, and when she saw this situation, she felt weird in her heart, "Chengcheng, didn't you say you already know about the Holy City?"

"..." Mo Liancheng's mouth froze.

It's the understanding part, it's a relatively high-level one. I didn't pay attention to this small matter of people's livelihood in accommodation.

What's more, the leader of the Yudao Sect who was following him at that time, how could he stay in an inn?

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng looked outside the door, "Is there anyone there?"
Chapter completed!