Jun Qingjue left the World of Warcraft Forest and hurried back to the inn with Jun Qingxin. After asking for a private room and some hot water, she went to the second floor.
In the room, white smoke curled up, and it was very quiet.
Jun Qingxin lay quietly on the couch, her breath becoming strong and weak, making her very confused.
Jun Qing had no idea what happened to her, but looking at the situation, it was obviously very bad.
Looking at the violent storm outside the window, he frowned.
It's raining so hard now that there's no way to leave and go further.
If we go back to Zhutian City from here, it will take at least a few days' journey.
He turned around and came to Jun Qingxin's side, wetted the towel and put it on her forehead. He held her little hand with both hands and looked at her quietly.
There has never been a time when he has been so powerless, and there has never been a time when he has been as panicked and restless as he is now.
He can get angry with strangers and those who offend him, and he can inflict merciless punishment.
But there is nothing he can do about his relatives and his love.
Not to mention that they have the same blood flowing in their bodies, they have grown up together, and she was only born half an hour later than him.
Even though she was usually very evil, she always liked to annoy him. Although the words he said were unpleasant, he loved her very much.
He was her only sister, and she was so deeply loved by him.
The room was very quiet. Jun Qingjie didn't speak. He exuded an aura of indifference, as if anyone who came near him would be ruthlessly killed by him.
The heavy rain came so suddenly that the group of people in the Warcraft Forest rushed to the nearest inn, so the inn was very full.
Deep in the World of Warcraft Forest, there are many powerful and powerful people. Therefore, when those people heard that there were no empty rooms, they immediately glanced at everyone present with cold eyes and shouted: "I will give you all on the third floor."
I’ll take care of it, ask those people to come down, and figure out a way to get there on your own.”
The voice is very deep, which shows that the strength is not low.
The second and third floors of the inn are all private rooms, and the third floor is a higher level. Jun Qingjue's room happens to be the one by the window on the third floor.
The owner of the inn looked at the group of people in front of him in embarrassment and said cautiously: "Guests, there are five private rooms on the third floor of the inn. One room for a dozen of you should be enough.
.It’s stormy outside, and those people have no place to go. You see..."
"I'll give you face when I talk to you. In the last three minutes, the third floor will be cleared. Otherwise, there will be no need for this inn to exist." The man in black shouted coldly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
The group of people were all dressed in black, and the whole person was shrouded in black robes. They exuded a cold and murderous aura. At first glance, they were not someone to be trifled with.
The owner of the inn was slightly startled. He looked at a few people and felt helpless in his heart. He nodded: "Okay, the guests will have their meal on the first floor first. Let me go and inform the people on the third floor.
Be available immediately."
Although it is unkind to do this, and although it will make many people dissatisfied, there is nothing we can do about it.
He is just the owner of an inn, how can he be so powerful to fight against this group of people. If he doesn't follow the wishes of a few people, he may not be able to survive.
The rest of the people dining on the first floor were very dissatisfied with this group of people, but due to the aura of this group of people, they did not dare to provoke them.