Nearly an hour later, under the golden afterglow of the sunset, a dilapidated inn was indeed standing.

Dingbei is a county with few people and poor people. It would be nice to have an inn. It is obviously unrealistic to have a post station. It is an official office, similar to a guesthouse. It is generally used to receive officials who have retired. It also serves as a delivery shop for military affairs and government orders. There are several military horses, postmasters, post officials, postmasters, postmasters, postmasters, etc.

However, whether it is the transit of officials or the transmission of military information, it is difficult to encounter once every ten days and half a month. Idle resources are naturally a waste, so they are generally used to receive past business travelers, which is also considered an income.

When they saw a large group of people moving in, the postmaster, the postmaster, and the postmaster were naturally happy. Although their postmaster was a little dilapidated, they were better than the spacious place. There were less than forty chariots and horses in total, so they could completely live there.

In the chaos of people calling for horses neighing, Luo Xiao also drove his horse in. As soon as he got off the horse, he saw a postman running and shouting: "Take the horse over, the vehicle is very heavy, and you have to add another horsepower..."

Luo Xiao was a little confused and pointed to the gum of horses who were eating in the manger next to him and said, "Don't there be a bunch of horses? Why do you need to use my horse?"

The Yifu glared at him and said impatiently: "That's Yima, can it be the same? Hurry up, don't be too slow!"

Luo Xiao’s horse was provided by the Xiuwu Hall, which was not very good. In order to match his identity after disguise, he chose the most popular horse among the disciples. Although it was not a cart puller, it was almost the same.

Although he is not a good person, it does not mean that Luo Xiao is willing to be "helped" for no reason. He said unhappily: "Brother, you've made a mistake, I'm not..."

"We are not a group." A thick voice came.

Luo Xiao turned his head and saw that he was one of the men in the brocade. The mid-stage fifth-level warrior was the second best in this team.

The man in Jinyi looked at him with some fear and said to the postman: "I will arrange a few people to come and help push... This is your new guest."

The postman suddenly realized and felt embarrassed to say to Luo Xiao: "This man is in a panic..."

Luo Xiao nodded, saying that he had exposed this. In fact, it was mainly because this postman was not a warrior. Otherwise, with a little sensing, you would understand that the young man in front of him was a fifth-level warrior, so how dare he scare him?

After the man in Jinyi left, he whispered a few words to several guards, and the guards glanced over and looked full of alertness.

Luo Xiao naturally knew that the other party was saying something that he should be careful of himself, but he didn't care. After all, he was in charge of his family and brought so much money, so it was normal for him to be wary of a stranger. He immediately handed over the horses to the postman and walked into the postman hall.

The inn is actually a large hall with seven or eight large tables, dozens of benches, and several small compartments. Several groups of guests have already arrived in the hall, including merchants and wild warriors. Since it was dinner time, everyone was waiting for dinner, but after so many people came, they were so busy that they hit the back of their heads.

Seeing that it was not possible for a while, Luo Xiao asked the postman to lead the house first. Because there were too many visitors, the single room was booked and he could only sleep in the big bunk bed. Luo Xiao didn't care. People in the practice would be at peace with the situation.

There were enough rows of people in the Datongpu to sleep for more than ten people, but now there was not one person, and they were all waiting for food downstairs. They were also idle around, and Luo Xiao shook his body and hid into the fairy stone cave. Then he began to practice the various martial arts and secrets he learned over and over again on the platform: Ten Jue Sand Hands, Wind Shadow, Shield Strike, Flying Thallium Twelve Hands, Archery Technique... and so on.

There are only ten moves in the Ten Jue Slave Strike. In fact, each move has various responses, and it will be endless to start when facing the enemy. Although the shadow of the Wind lacks unique environmental training, it is not important to walk in the basic body and walk. It can be practiced in any environment. This kind of foundation-based thing is the simplest and most important, and requires years of practice. The more proficient and solid the better, the better, and ultimately make it the instinct of a warrior.

Whether it is martial arts or secrets, it is easy to get started and difficult to get started. Without going through many trials, how can you get the true skills of being arrogant and arrogant?

Luo Xiao made such rapid progress in the past six months, in addition to his unique resources, more importantly, he has hundreds of times more time to train than ordinary warriors. To be honest, every secret of his martial arts is no less than decades of hard work. Even if it is the simplest and most basic technique, he is always striving for excellence and almost makes a lot of money. One point of hard work and one point of gain, which is why he has achieved an impressive record of sweeping away the same realm.

This exercise lasted for most of the day, until the sweat on his body became wet and wet. After six rounds, Luo Xiao flashed out, picked up the warm tea on the table and drank half of the pot. Then he washed up and thought that the time was almost over, and then he walked out of the room.

You can see from the upstairs that there are several tables of wine and food in the hall. It is obvious that most of the dresses are from the group of people in the carriage team. Priority is given to taking care of the big customers, which is also the intention of opening the door to do business. The rest of the individual customers can only wait first. However, there are many people with tempers in this world, especially when they are hungry, and something happened below before Luo Xiao even walked down the stairs.

There were two guests on the table, one strong and the other thin, with a fierce look, and it was very difficult to mess with. I saw the servant walking towards the guest in the opposite compartment with a plate of freshly steamed chicken. The guests on the table were the rich young man and a fat old man in the fifties. Although there were only two, the table was filled with dishes and was serving continuously.

The strong man suddenly slapped the table and said angrily: "You! It's you! Come here! I ask you, should I come first or the table first?"

The postman hesitated for a moment and did not dare to open his eyes and lie, so he had to say, "You are here first..."

"Is that because I have no money?"

The servant thought to himself, you two are so poor that even if you call a table, it is not as good as a dish. He said in a slight way: "This is a guest who travels from south to north and makes money from all over the world. When you see that the guests are prosperous this year, they are lucky and wealth is coming..."

Ordinary merchants, when they hear such auspicious words, their anger will probably be smooth. The strong man is indeed smooth, and his hands are smooth. He will also be smooth. He will directly put the chicken on his table and said to himself: "Can you eat a big table? This chicken will be the master."

The rich man's face changed suddenly when he grabbed food from the bowl. As soon as his body moved, the man in brocade clothes standing behind him whispered: "Second Master, leave it to me."

The man in brocade shook his eyes at a guard while walking and asked the other party to call the person outside in. He just sensed it and found that the two travelers were wild warriors, and they had the strength of level five, so he couldn't bear to eat alone. If he hadn't been trampled on by the other party, he would never want to provoke such a person.

"This brother..."

The man in brocade clasped his fists, and the strong man was tearing off his big chicken feet and chewing his head without raising his head, saying, "Stop! What qualifications are the dogs guarding the house and calling me brothers?"

The man in brocade looked darker: "Brother, when you walk around the world, you should know that disaster comes from your mouth..."

The strong man looked up and grinned: "That's right, disaster comes from the mouth!" The chicken feet in his hand shot at the man in brocade clothes with a sneer.

The distance was so close that even if the man in brocade was wary, he could not stop it. He had only time to turn his head and rub the bones that were originally shot at his eyes and rubbed his forehead, leaving a blood mark.

The big man whispered to his chest and punched the man in brocade. The man in brocade hurriedly raised his hand to put his chest on his chest. A huge force like a mountain surged, and he was knocked away and was falling to the rich young man at a table.

Because the guards were either helping outside or waiting for food at other tables, they could not stop it for a while, and they could not see a living person with a weight of more than 100 pounds flying over.

"Be careful, Father!"

The rich man lifted his shirt and jumped up on the stool, reached out to hold the man in brocade clothes flying backwards with one arm. However, at this moment, the strong man and the thin old man who didn't speak from beginning to end jumped out at the same time, colliding with the rich man from both directions.

With a bang, three figures suddenly touched the scene. The rich young man staggered backwards, and the strong man and the old man also fell backwards.

Suddenly, the strong man shouted loudly: "I'm enough to eat a chicken leg, I won't eat this food anymore. Let's go!"

Two figures slashed out of the door and almost collided with another man in brocade clothes and guards who were rushing in. When they saw the situation in Datong Hall, the guards were furious and drew their swords to chase them.

"Forget it, it's nothing big, don't chase it." The fat old man looked ugly, but seemed to be scruples, stopping the riots of the guards.

The postmaster came after hearing the news and apologized repeatedly with "Prince Luo" and the fat old man hurriedly replied with a greeting and said he didn't dare.

The official apologized a few times and finally said, "I heard that the noble prince had fought with the two evil guests, but he was not injured, right?"

The rich young master bowed his hand and looked proud: "I can't hurt me if I'm just two mid-stage fifth-levels...uh!"
Chapter completed!