Chapter 273

Because of the duel, Penglai Inn has always been overcrowded. After he changed Ye Chen's clothes, the boss went out to greet the guests. In the back hall, only Ye Chen and silly girl were left.

When left and right were idle, he opened his mouth and chatted with silly girl, perhaps because she was in the same situation. She was very kind to him. Although most of the questions were answered by Ye Chen, she also knew a lot of things.

Silly girl is not really stupid. She just suffered a disaster when she was about ten years old, which led to her mind only staying at this age. That is to say, although she looks sixteen or seventeen years old, her intelligence quotient is no different from that of a ten year old child.

Ye Chen explored with her mind and found that she was not stupid because of illness or brain injury, but was cursed.

"It's a very high-level curse, and she's too young at the time of the curse. Even I can't act rashly. Otherwise, she may die."

Ye Chen frowns slightly. If it's a common curse, he doesn't mind helping silly girl break it. However, even if he wants to eradicate this high-level curse, it will take a lot of time and energy, which is not worth the loss.

When he hesitated, the fat boss came back and said to Ye Chen, "that Little brother, there are so many guests today. Would you mind coming out to help? Of course, I'll pay you. "

Through the conversation just now, ye Chen already knew that all the friends in the inn were martial artists. He was also a little interested in this, so he nodded and stood up to walk outside.

Entering the lobby, the table has been filled with people, one by one are sharp eyes, full of air, looks like a practitioner.

"Let me see, there are so many masters of martial arts. The others are all unruly fellows. There is none of Wu Sheng, not even one who can compete with Tang Zongze."

The leaf dust sweeps casually, then sees the strength of all the people in the hall in the eye, can't help feeling a bit boring. This time, however, he was wrong. As the so-called martial saint is like a dragon, every strongman in the holy land has his own pride. How can he live in a room with these ordinary warriors?

Most martial saints are not short of money. How can they stay in the five-star and seven-star hotel and stay in this Penglai Inn? Even if there are a few nostalgic parties, such as Hong Dafu, they will not openly appear in the lobby. Otherwise, the number of martial arts people who come up for friendship will be too much for them to eat.

Then, I don't know if it's a coincidence, another person screams and falls from the upstairs

Luo Peng is a square faced man in his thirties and forties. He is a big man with sharp eyes. When he pushes open the door of the inn, all the martial artists in the lobby make such a judgment:

"this man is not easy to be provoked."

In fact, the most important thing is that Luo Peng is at the peak of his martial arts, but his strength is not the key

This is the official of China. On the surface, at least, the official and the warrior are two parallel lines that do not intersect with each other. As long as these warriors do not indiscriminately kill civilians, the "civil servants" like Luo Peng will not pay attention to their fighting and hate killing. Anyway, it's useless to pay attention to it. It's better to let them have their own resentment and revenge.

So this time he came, he just dealt with the corpse, so as not to cause more trouble. If the deceased had relatives and friends of the same family, he would even save the trouble of handling the corpse.

He asked his men to put the body in a sack and get on the bus. Luo Peng looked at the martial artists in the hall and said with a sneer: "I know that the peak of the two swordsmen is about to fight. In addition, the birth of Xingxie sword spectrum makes everyone very excited and agitated. However, Luo still stands on his personal position and advises you to restrain yourself."

No one answered him. There were even a few warriors with disdain on their faces and spat softly: "dogleg."

The position of the warriors has always been very subtle in China. They feel aloof from the world. However, in the eyes of the officials, they are just some villagers who are not disciplined.

Those real masters are more or less related to the major forces, such as Tang Zongze's relationship with the Yang family, Qiu Lingyun's relationship with the Qing Gang, and even Xiao Yijue, who is the first expert in China, has directly registered himself in the army.

But these martial artists are the kind of out of class characters. They are too weak to be recruited by big powers. However, they show a lofty attitude to belittle those who join the official forces. In the final analysis, they are nothing but jealousy.

Luo Peng listened to this, but no reaction, the surface is still smiling, but suddenly, his body moved!

"Shua --!"

Suddenly, a silver light flashed across the hall, and the stools of those murmuring warriors suddenly and neatly split apart and threw them to the ground.

Before they turned around, they all got a foot on each of them. The person who first said the dogleg was trampled on his head by one foot and could not get up in any struggle."Everybody, I can understand your feelings, but Luo also has a task." Luo Peng looked around and raised his voice and said, "I can see that all of you are about to lose control of the impulse and want to find someone to do two moves."

"Here, I would like to advise you once again not to act rashly, after all This is Yanjing. "

His words made those people who had no calculation in mind to be honest. Yes, this is the capital of China. Even people from one government, two departments, three sects and four sects dare not make trouble at will. What kind of storm can these people make on their own?

With this in mind, those martial arts people who are used to bullying can't help but sweat. Think about it carefully, there is Xiao's house in Yanjing. If they do something, they don't need the sword God to do it himself. If any of the seven swords of Canglong comes out, he will be the end of the wilderness.

Seeing these people are honest, Luo Peng smiles with satisfaction. During these days, he had to run to this friend's Inn several times a day. Knowing that the hearts of these martial arts men were becoming more and more agitated, he chose to strike today to frighten them, so as not to end up in a bad way.

After warning people, Luo Peng did not rush to leave, but took advantage of the situation to sit down at a table and ordered a bowl of porridge and two steamed stuffed buns.

However, just as the waiter came to him with breakfast, Luo Peng's face suddenly sank.

Because of the knife on his waist, suddenly came a sound of "click".