"By the way, that boss?"

In despair, Zang Qingmei suddenly thought of something and rushed towards the counter.

Leng Tianjue was the first to react. Everything started when they entered the inn. Does that mean that all this was the fault of the innkeeper? As long as they killed him, they could escape?

Thinking of this, Leng Tianjue couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Regardless of whether their guess was right or wrong, or what the final result was, it was still an opportunity, wasn't it?

At this time, Tibetan Green Plum had already arrived at the counter, but strangely, there was no one behind the counter.

"How come there's no one?"

Zang Qingmei was stunned. If there is no boss, then who was the person who served them before?

While thinking, Zang Qingmei suddenly noticed the tall shrine on the counter and saw the image of the statue.

Isn’t the image of the statue exactly the same as the image of the boss who served them food before?

They were all covered by black robes, and their faces were blurry.

"Could it be that the person who served them food just now was this statue?!"

Thinking of this, Zang Qingmei no longer hesitated, turned the long sword in her hand upside down, and slashed at the statue on the counter.

"Brother, destroy that statue."

Fearing that she would be unable to do anything, Zang Qingmei shouted to Leng Tianjue who was following closely when she took action.

Leng Tianjue also understood the meaning of Tibetan Green Plum in an instant. He was in mid-air, and the tips of his thumbs and index fingers of his left and right hands touched each other to form a circle, and he pressed down.

Perfect and infinite, the palm falls and the sky sinks.

"Boom"

A large piece of the void collapsed directly, and the palm's movement was terrifying, pointing directly at the shrine.

It's just that the two of them didn't notice that when they attacked the shrine, all the ghosts and ghosts in the inn had a look of expectancy, cruelty, and viciousness.

"well……"

When they saw Leng Tianjue and Zang Qingmei's attacks about to land on the shrine, they heard a long sigh at the same time.

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

However, he saw the two fingers of the figure's left hand stretched forward, and in the sword shadow that filled the sky, he easily clamped the long sword of Tibetan Green Plum, and the sword shadow disappeared.

The palm of the right hand is raised upward, as if lifting the sky and the earth. The palm is so majestic that it is difficult to fall even an inch.

The elbows and armpits were transformed, and Zang Qingmei and Leng Tianjue were shocked. Zang Qingmei raised and lowered his five fingers, hitting the hilt of the sword in turn. Every time a finger fell, the long sword trembled, and the sword energy became sharper. All five fingers moved together.

When they all fell, the sword energy was already condensed like water, and the water contained murderous intent.

"Supernatural power, condensed sword"

Leng Tianjue breathed in and out, and the universe was hidden between his breaths. Pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on the back of Leng Tianjue's hands. Every time a snowflake fell, Leng Tianjue's body trembled, as if he were carrying a heavy weight, and his hands

It's just as cold as holding the wind and snow.

"Supernatural power, falling snow"

Condensing Qi like water and using a sword to kill ghosts and gods is called the magical power of condensing a sword;

The snow is falling as heavy as a mountain, and it is still cold thousands of miles away. This is called magical falling snow.

At this moment, neither Zang Qingmei nor Leng Tianjue showed mercy.

They don't want to and can't.

It is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for their carelessness, nor for their mercy.

Faced with the counterattack of the two men, the figure remained calm and flexed and tapped the long sword with both fingers. There was a soft sound, and the sword energy was instantly dispersed. Zang Qingmei's mouth was even numb, and she held the sword.

Unstable.

Not only that, the scattered sword energy accurately shattered the falling snowflakes. Leng Tianjue staggered back as if struck by lightning.

"You two, don't be too busy to do anything. I don't mean any harm."

After easily resolving the two counterattacks, the figure spoke.

"Who are you?"

Zang Qingmei and Leng Tianjue warned, but did not take action again.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare.

If the opponent had taken advantage of surprise by blocking their attack before, but then easily defusing Ningjian and Luoxue, it was extremely terrifying.

You must know that Ning Jian and Luo Xue are one of the most powerful magical powers of their sect, and they are also their means to suppress the situation. However, even so, they are still easily resolved by the opponent without any effort. How powerful is this?

Then, it is self-evident how strong the opponent is.

It is estimated that between the two of them, they are no match for each other.

Therefore, they dare not act rashly.

"My name is Ye Wuhuan. Of course, I am an unknown person. You two must have never heard of me."

The figure smiled and said: "But that's not important. What's important is that I am a human, not a ghost."

The human figure is naturally Ye Qing.

"I've met senior."

After hearing Ye Qing's words, Zang Qingmei and Leng Tian couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when they didn't notice any sinister and strange aura on Ye Qing's body.

But immediately, the two of them wondered: "I don't know why, senior, you want to stop us?"

Since the other party is not a ghost, why should they be stopped? Could it be that the other party is in league with the owner of the inn, or is it simply the other party's fault?

Thinking of this, the two couldn't help but become nervous again.

"I'm not stopping you, I'm saving you."

Ye Qing naturally sensed the change in the two people's moods, released the long sword between his fingers, and said with a smile.

"Save us, I don't understand what senior means?"

Zang Qingmei was full of doubts.

"Come with me."

Ye Qing said and walked towards his table. Zang Qingmei and Leng Tianjue looked at each other and followed closely behind, but they looked warily at the people who had stopped laughing at some point and became unwilling and ferocious.

The vicious ghosts were afraid that those things would swarm up and eat them alive.

"Don't be nervous, they can't hurt you." Seeing the nervous expressions of the two people, Ye Qing explained, and patted the shoulder of a ghost whose body was ulcerated and swollen, with a split abdomen and three heads coming out, and said: "

Please let me go, thank you."

Then, he saw the ferocious ghost being pushed aside obediently, and watched helplessly as Ye Qing walked past him.

Zang Qingmei and Leng Tianjue were a little doubtful at first, but looking at Ye Qing walking leisurely among the ghosts and monsters, the fear and uneasiness in their hearts could not help but diminish a bit.

When they returned to the table, Gu Mingfei, Tan Tao and Feifei were also brought back by Wen Anran at some point, but the three of them still looked shocked, especially the girl named Feifei, whose face was pale and her eyes were dull.

, obviously very frightened, but fortunately none of the three were injured.

"Dare I ask senior...what is going on?"

At this time, Zang Qingmei finally couldn't help but ask.

"Sit down." Ye Qing pointed to the table next to him: "Sit down and talk."

What can Tibetan Green Plum and Leng Tianjue do? They can only sit down.

After sitting down, Wen Anran poured a cup of tea for each of the five people. The dense fragrance of tea could not help but make the anxious, frightened and restless five people slowly calm down.

"When you came in, you should have seen the name of the inn!"

At this time, Ye Qing just opened his mouth and said.

"I saw it, no one is allowed in."

Leng Tianjue nodded.

"Now that you have seen it, you should understand the significance of the existence of this inn."
Chapter completed!