The three people dismounted and only heard a female voice: "This brat is so cunning. We followed his trail for more than a thousand miles, but he escaped all the time. We are really angry."
A male voice continued: "Junior Sister Xinchen, he can't run too far, he's nearby. He won't be able to hide for long. We will always run into him."
"As long as you're not impatient, I think you can't get impatient even if it's urgent, huh." The female voice snorted slightly, but there was anger in her tone, as if she had a close relationship with the man who just spoke.
At this time, another male voice said: "Senior Sister Cai, you have to believe what Senior Brother Zhao said. If Senior Brother Zhao said that we will meet him soon, we will definitely meet him."
"Hmph! This brat dares to steal my girl's trophies. If we meet him, I'll see if I don't deal with him properly." The female voice sounded again, still angry.
After the female voice finished speaking, three young people, about 16 years old, walked into the inn.
A man and a woman lined up in front, and another man followed behind them.
The man in front is wearing white clothes, has a fair complexion, and is considered handsome. The woman next to him is wearing light red clothes, and is quite pretty. The man behind him is the youngest, is wearing black clothes, and has a slightly longer face.
There is a common feature on the clothes of the three people. On the front of their left chests, there is a circle with a small sword in the circle.
He is a disciple of Xuanjian Sect named after Xuanyu Empire and Yuntian Sect!
The three of them had just entered the inn when the handsome man in front smiled and said: "It seems that our Lady Cai is angry, and the consequences will be serious."
While they were talking, the three of them glanced at the warriors in the inn.
The cultivation levels of the three of them were all in the middle stage of the king's stage, and they did not deliberately restrain their aura like Long Tian. The aura of the emperor's stage was much more powerful than theirs. Several warriors in the inn were glanced at by the three of them, as if they were being stabbed by needles.
The thorns and air dare not come out.
The three of them entered the inn and saw that there were no seats. They glanced around.
The three people's eyes fell on Long Tian, and they were slightly startled, because when they entered the inn, Long Tian had already displayed his cultivation at the early stage of the king. If Long Tian deliberately concealed his cultivation, let alone them, even the emperor
A strong person in this realm may not be able to see Long Tian's true cultivation level.
The three people's eyes were a little strange. They stared at Long Tian closely, seeming to be observing something?
"You, hurry up and get out of here and give up your seat!" The slightly handsome Senior Brother Zhao pointed at Long Tian and said.
Seeing the three people looking arrogant and domineering, Long Tian sneered and said, "So what if you don't give in?"
At this time, the shopkeeper came up and said with an apologetic smile: "Young heroes, the shop is full. I'm really sorry. How about I help you arrange a superior guest room and you can dine in the guest room?"
'Senior Brother Zhao' and 'Senior Sister Cai' were slightly startled when they heard this. 'Junior Brother Liu' pointed at the shopkeeper of the 'Nanye Inn' and cursed: "You old man, if you don't drink a toast, you will be fined with wine. I'm a member of the Xuanjian Sect."
If you want to dine here, if you dare to say that it is full and there are no seats, I will smash these tables and chairs and demolish your shabby restaurant."
The shopkeeper was a martial artist in his fifties, with only the top level of a great martial artist. His body was trembling in front of the three middle-stage kings.
However, this shopkeeper has been in business for more than ten years and has his own way of doing business. He said: "Several guests, everything is on a first-come, first-served basis. The seats in our restaurant are all full. The guests are dining now.
How can I let them leave before they finish their meal? In this way, I will pay for today's meal for the guests, and I will take you to other inns to look for them to see if there are any empty seats, like--ouch!"
Before the shopkeeper said a word, 'Junior Brother Liu' rushed in front of him and kicked him out. He immediately kicked the shopkeeper to the ground and shouted: "You old man, how dare you call yourself old in front of me?
What the hell do you think I am, how can I afford such a small amount of money for a meal? Today, my three brothers and sisters are dining here. If you let me have a guest seat, if you keep blabbering any more, I will break your legs, old man.
"
The shopkeeper said "Ouch" again, but after "Junior Brother Liu" finished speaking, he stepped out and knocked the shopkeeper's head to the floor.
Even though Long Tian was highly cultivated and in a peaceful state of mind, he couldn't help but feel angry when he saw what Junior Brother Liu had done. He was about to stop him, but someone shouted out: "You disciples of Xuanjian Sect, it's unavoidable.
You're too arrogant, you're from a decent family, what's the difference between you and those bandits and bandits?"
A person jumped down from the second floor. He was a martial artist at the top level of a great martial arts master. He was having a meal on the second floor.
This warrior is about twenty-five or six years old, but he does not have the logo of the three major sects on his chest. From his words, it is obvious that he is not a casual cultivator, but may be a child of a certain family.
To the three major sects, the cultivation level of a twenty-five-six-year-old, top-level martial artist is nothing, but to the families outside, he is a genius-level figure.
As soon as this man's voice came out, Junior Brother Liu took his feet back from the shopkeeper's head, turned around and walked towards the man, saying: "Oh, I am so arrogant, what's wrong? You bastard, who do you think you are?"
Ah, if you dare to jump out and meddle in other people's business, get out of the inn immediately, I want your guest seat."
"You are a disciple of some famous family, you are simply a robber."
The man said angrily: "I am the top disciple of Qingyuan Sect."
Qingyuan Sect is a medium-sized sect in Xuanyu Empire.
"You're a rubbish sect's top disciple, what the heck are you? You're twenty-five or six years old, and you're only a top-level martial artist, and you're still a top disciple. Haha, you're just a piece of shit, and you're just a piece of shit.
Those who can be used as fertilizer are better than you, but you can only waste food."
Junior Brother Liu cursed the top disciple of Qingyuan Sect. As he spoke, his eyes swept across the crowd on the second floor and landed on Long Tian. A disdainful smile appeared in his eyes and he said, "You just said no
So what if you let me go? I'm going to tell you now, if you don't let me, you won't get out, I will let you crawl out or carry me out, do you believe it?"
After coming out, Long Tian has been very low-key, but he didn't provoke others, but others came to him first.
Long Tian jumped up to the lobby, his eyes fell on Junior Brother Liu, and said: "If you want me to give it up, that's fine, but I'm afraid that you, a loser, won't be able to take it because you don't have the ability!"
Although Long Tian also exuded the cultivation of an early king, as soon as Long Tian said this, all the warriors in the inn were shocked.
Everyone can clearly see how arrogant Junior Brother Liu was just now. Many people have heard of his name and know that he is an inner disciple of Xuanjian Sect. They know that Junior Brother Liu is arrogant and has arrogant strength.
And this disciple of an unknown sect in the early days of the king actually called Junior Brother Liu a waste as soon as he spoke out his words. How could he not shock all the warriors?
Even Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Cai were stunned when they heard Long Tian's words. Apparently they did not expect that Junior Brother Liu would become a waste in Long Tian's words.