A lighter pace flicked across the roof of the inn. In the dark room, Feng Jiu, who was asleep on the bed, opened his eyes after hearing the movement of the roof, her eyes dazzling like stars in the night.

Tun Yun, who was lying at the door of the room, straightened up and walked to the bed to look at the awake master.

Feng Jiu just shook his hand slightly, motioned to it to get down, and then it went back to the ground and closed its eyes.

She didn't get up, but closed her eyes and listened.It depends on how vigilant Duan Ye and Ning Lang are.These two boys had a fight with someone during the day, but did they fall asleep at night?Still retain vigilance?

In the other two rooms, Duan Ye and Ning Lang both woke up when someone fell on the roof.Duan Ye was always vigilant, but Ning Lang had suffered a loss, and he did not dare to be cautious.

The movement was extremely small, and the aura was well hidden. Obviously, the person who came was not the foundation building, but the golden core monk.

Is it someone from the Song family?Such sneaking is really contemptible. They had a fight with his family during the day, and they came to deal with them tonight. Even idiots knew that they were from the Song family. It's still the same thing, this kind of dark is really underestimated.

However, they lay silently on the bed with their eyes closed, only to find that there was no movement for a long time, and they couldn't help but feel strange.Isn't it from their Song family?

Just thinking about it, they heard a faint scent coming. When they smelled that scent, the two of them cried out inwardly. When they were about to jump up, their eyes went dark and the whole person lost consciousness.

Just when the two of them lost consciousness, a figure came in from the door, pierced his arm with a medicine-dipped needle, and then left.

In the other room, Feng Jiu also listened to the movement, and did not see any movement for a long time, until, when a faint smell permeated the room, her heart moved slightly, and she confessed to Tunyun to be a good one. The little pet who has no offensive power, act by chance.

Not long after, I heard that the door was opened from the outside, and two black shadows came in. One of them picked up the swallowing cloud lying on the ground, and the other came forward, holding a needle soaked in medicine and was about to pierce it. When he got down, Feng Jiu on the bed opened his eyes instantly and stretched out his hand to fold down.

"Crack!"

"what!"

The cracking sound of broken bones sounded in the dark room, and the painful cry of the monk stopped abruptly. It seemed that the sound was stuck in the throat. He only felt a needle pierced into the body. Then, The whole person fell weakly.

This sudden scene surprised the other man in black who was holding the little beast. When he was about to retreat quickly, the little beast that he held in his arms let out a lethal roar, and his body shone lightly. Shan, from a small pet into a huge and powerful beast, pressed the claws and pressed the shocked Golden Core monk under the claws, unable to move.

"Hi! You..."

The Jinyun monk who was restored to his original shape and pressed on the ground took a breath, and watched in shock as Feng Jiu and the divine beast exclaimed, their voices stopped at the same time. After a moment of movement in the room, they resumed. To calm down, it was as if the movement just now was an illusion.

Feng Jiu held the needle in his hand, lighting up the light in the room, and looking at the pitch black light glowing on the needle, a coldness flashed across his eyes.