Martial arts long journey

Chapter 89

In the early morning of the next day, the rooster had only crowed for the first time, and the sky was still dark.

The errand in the inn got up early and went out, and started busy packing up the inn.

At the same time, Zhou Yan, who had been practicing Zhaoxia Blood Congealing True Solution for a whole night, also slowly collected his strength and opened his closed eyes.

That Zhaoxia blood clotting true solution is indeed a high-grade martial arts secret book, even if Zhou Yan sat cross-legged on the bed all night.

Not only did he not feel the slightest blockage of Qi and blood, but he was full of energy and vitality.

After turning over and leaving the bed, Zhou Yan pushed open the door and walked out.

At this moment, Zhou Yan was going to find a high point, and started to absorb the purple aura from the east when the sun rose.

In the early morning, the wisp of purple glow coming from the east is the essence of the whole book.

Whether it was rain or snow, or howling winds, even during the two months of sleeping in the open air in the depths of the Ailao Mountains, Zhou Yan never delayed, and it was naturally the same today.

"Guest officer, you woke up so early!"

When Zhou Yan walked to the stairs, a voice of greeting full of joy suddenly reached Zhou Yan's ears.

Looking at the source of the voice, Zhou Yan happened to see the waiter who was familiar with him, standing at the bottom of the stairs smiling and looking up at him.

Zhou Yan smiled slightly, and said calmly, "I can't sleep anymore, get up and move around!"

"Now the master chef in the back kitchen should also get up, why don't you prepare some breakfast for the guests first?!"

But seeing that the waiter in the shop took three steps at a time, quickly climbed up the stairs and ran to Zhou Yan's side, and then asked considerately.

Originally, Zhou Yan didn't feel anything wrong, but when he heard the waiter's voice, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach immediately.

Although the waiter helped Zhou Yan prepare a few dishes of exquisite stir-fry last night, when Zhou Yan attacked the masked woman who broke in through the window late last night, Zhou Yan knocked them all down on the ground. superior.

So Zhou Yan didn't eat half a mouthful of food last night, and now after being reminded by the waiter in the shop, Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel the hunger in his stomach.

"Thank you, little brother, you can deliver it to my room later!"

So Zhou Yan didn't reject the shop boy's proposal, he just nodded and said with a smile.

"By the way, I accidentally broke two wooden tables in the guest room last night, and I asked my second brother to help clean it up!"

At the same time, Zhou Yan couldn't help but recall the two wooden tables that were torn apart under his palm, so he continued to speak to the waiter.

"Guest officer, you can do it!"

After the waiter nodded in response, he quickly ran downstairs, planning to go to the kitchen to prepare Zhou Yan's breakfast.

"Open the door, open the door!"

Just when the waiter passed the last flight of stairs, there was a series of knocks on the door in a hurry, accompanied by the shouts of several men, they got up outside the gate of the inn together.

"It's not yet dawn, why did someone come so early?!"

Hearing the endless knocking on the door outside, the waiter muttered.

"Guest officer, I'll go and see what's going on first, and then I'll arrange breakfast for you."

He hurriedly raised his head to apologize to Zhou Yan who was on the stairs, and then the waiter quickly ran towards the gate of the inn.

The door of the inn just opened a gap, and a sharp cold light suddenly reflected in the eyes of the waiter.

I saw an extremely slender long sword passed in along the crack of the door very quickly, put it on the shoulder of the waiter, and stuck it tightly to the neck of the waiter.

The coldness coming from the blade made the hair on Xiao Er's body stand up in an instant.

"Master outside the door, you are merciful, you are merciful!"

The shop waiter, who was trembling like chaff, quickly put his hands behind his head, crying palely: "If there is something, please tell the villain, and the villain will know everything and say everything!"

However, the sword-wielding man outside the inn door did not make a sound, he just pushed open the inn door, held the long sword in his hand, and forced the waiter into the hall of the inn step by step.

As the door of the inn slowly opened, the appearance of the sword-wielding man clearly appeared in the eyes of the waiter.

But before the waiter took a closer look, four more figures walked into the lobby of the inn.

Three of them were dressed very similarly to the man holding the sword, and they also held a slender and long sword in their hands, but they were not out of the sheath.

In addition to the four people holding slender swords, there was also a middle-aged man in a brocade robe.

Looking at where the middle-aged man was standing, he should be the leader of the four men holding slender swords.

As soon as he saw the middle-aged man's voice, the waiter's face suddenly showed a strong joy as if he had been reborn.

"So it's Second Master Chun!"

Immediately, the waiter in the store smiled flatteringly and said: "Second Master, if you have anything to tell the villain, I will definitely go to worship you, why did you condescend to come here in person!"

"You little thing, your words are pleasant to hear. I am very satisfied with the second master!"

Second Master Chun walked up to Xiao Er in stride, waved away the slender sword that was resting on Xiao Er's neck, laughed loudly and said, "Second Master has something to ask you, little thing, can you Don't deceive Second Master!"

As soon as the cold chill on his neck left, the waiter in the shop didn't care about the surprise of being revived, and quickly bowed deeply to Master Chun.

Then, the waiter in the shop said with a flattering smile: "What's the matter, second master, you can tell the younger one, as long as the younger one knows, the younger one will know everything and say everything!"

Second Master Chun straightened his clothes, and said solemnly, "Second Master, I ask you, is there a guest in your inn who is about 20 years old and dressed as a scholar?!"

As soon as he heard Second Master Chun's question, the first person that came to mind in the waiter's mind was Zhou Yan, who was generous.

No matter in terms of age or attire, the descriptions in Zhou Yan's words and Chun Erye's words are very consistent.

"May I ask, I don't know if the person you are looking for is here?!"

But before the waiter could speak, an extremely flat voice came down from upstairs first.

The owner of that voice was Zhou Yan who had been watching quietly upstairs.

(End of this chapter)