The Shangguan's girl was dumbfounded, and saw that a foundation-building cultivator was not the boy's opponent. She couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, and she stepped back because of this.

She is sure that this boy is a hidden cultivation base!

However, no matter how outstanding a young man is, he wouldn't be so easy that a foundation-building monk could not dodge and get up, right?Could it be that this boy is not a boy at all, but an old monster?

The more I think about it, the more I think it is possible.Looking at the gray-clothed middle-aged man on the side, he was embarrassed by a little beast at this time, and there was still blood on his body.

"Want to go?"

Feng Jiu caught a glimpse of the woman's move when she turned and wanted to leave. He hooked her lips, and the whip rolled towards her. However, this time she didn't touch the woman again because the whip was suddenly appeared by an old man in gray. Held by.

"Since this young man is out of breath, let's stop!" The gray-clothed old man held the whip and stopped Feng Jiu from hitting the woman.

"Three or three elders."

As soon as she saw the old man, there was a trace of fear in the woman's eyes, and the arrogance of the whole person was reduced a lot, and she stood behind the old man respectfully, not daring to move.

When the gray-clothed man saw the old man, his heart sank, and he quickly closed his hands and backed away, and came behind the old man: "I have seen the three elders."

"Hmph!" The old man snorted again, and after passing the woman with a sharp gaze, he fell on the middle-aged man: "Let you follow. That's how you followed? If she is ignorant, why are you ignorant? It's ridiculous!"

The two of them were trained, but did not dare to refute, they could only listen to the training with their heads down.

Feng Jiu watched this scene, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes looked at the old man. He saw that it was a cultivator at the Nascent Soul level, and listening to the two of them, it seemed that the old man was still the elder of the Shangguan family?

"What are you doing while standing? Don't apologize to this Young Master Feng!" The old man snorted sharply as he looked at the two standing behind him.

"Three elders, obviously..." The woman was unwilling, but before she could finish her words, she couldn't help lowering her head when she touched those majestic and fierce gazes. When she reached her mouth, she could only swallow.

She looked at Feng Jiu, gritted her teeth, and said, "I'm sorry."

"Prince Feng, please forgive us for our rudeness." The man in gray walked forward and bent over and bowed. He didn't dare not listen to the words of the third elder.

"This son is rude." The old man nodded slightly and said to Feng Jiu.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu didn't say anything. He raised his hand and threw the whip back: "Okay, there are a lot of adults, so I don't care about the villain."

She turned around and walked to the small stall, gave the couple two gold coins as compensation for their broken table, and asked them to serve another pot of tea. Then, she called Tunyun back and walked to the one that was not broken. Sit down at the table.

"You go back first." The old man said to the two of them back, motioning them to go first.

"Yes." The two dared not say more, and then returned to the inn first after answering.

When the two of them left, the old man stepped forward and came to the table where Feng Jiu was sitting. He looked at the unparalleled and handsome face and asked with a smile, "Master Feng, I wonder if the old man can sit down?"

Feng Jiu glanced at him and asked, "What do you want to do?" The old man looked at her strangely.

Seeing the defense in Feng Jiu's eyes, the old man chuckled: "You don't need to worry, son, I just want to sit down and have a cup of tea, chat with son, and make friends."