Tribulation of Myriad Clans

Look along with the sound, I saw three people outside the inn going in.

The first thing is a Chinese-handed dress, and a teenager hanging on his face. Just talking about him is undoubtedly.

On both sides of his side, two half a hundred people were all dressing. The breath is very strong, and it is a strong force that is not low!

It seems that they are like this Chinese-handed teenager, which also reverses the head of this Chinese service.

However, Ye Fan looked at the guy of this dog and didn't feel a sense of goodness. The opposite is a dislike, this is not because he just has anger Ye Fan, but his breath gives Ye Fan a very uncomfortable a feeling of.

The shopkeeper can be the heart of the eye. Even if you can judge the teenager before you must be excellent, it is estimated that the core disciples of the Zongmen family.

Jiali personally greeted: "I don't know how this son is called?"

"It's so, the family is surnamed ancient." A young boy is sitting on a table, sitting on a table in front of the counter, proudly.

"It turned out to be ancient young master, and Laoken Hummer gave you." The shopkeeper nodded.

"It is best to hurry, we have been driving a few days, and it is already a little sleepy, you need to rest."

"Yes, the old man understands." The handkerchief is going to turn around to arrange.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly opened to drink - "Wait!"

The shopkeeper is a bit impatient: "What do you want to do? Hold your three hundred pieces of Lingjing, don't let the old man rush you!"

,, the ancient surnamed teenagers ridiculous: "It's really unclear why there is such a few people who don't know the sky, the people who are thick, and there is no strength. Don't let the head in front of everyone. Is it not a laughter?"

Ye Fan is slightly smashed, and Shen Sheng said: "It is better than some people's eyes to see people."

"Who is the dog?" The ancient surnamed boy stood up from the seat and an angry.

"I didn't say you, why are you so excited?" Ye Fan smiled.

The ancient surnamed teenager seems to be completely irritated by Ye Fan, pointed at Ye Fan: "This grandfather has to apologize within three interests, otherwise, if you want to leave today."

"Why, are you intimidating young? Forgot to tell you, Xiaoye is not afraid of intimidation!" Ye Fan dismissed.

"Autumn Uncle, do it!" The ancient surnamed teenagers told the old man in the left hand.

That old man will not be like an ancient boy, a little old face is very difficult, and it is difficult to get the ancient surnamer: "Young master, here is the Holy Spirit city, should not do it."

I listened to the three words of the Holy Spirit, and the anger of the ancient surnamed teenagers quickly calved more. It is clear that he knows that the Holy Spiritual City is strictly forbidden to fight the rules. He doesn't want to defend the Holy Spirit, and he can't afford it.

I hate Ye Fan's eyes, ancient surnamed teenage: "Little son, I will take you away today, this beauty will always spare you a dog!"

"Then, is I thank you?" Ye Fan was strange.

Ancient surnamed boy's eyes did not cover up: "You don't have to worry, this young master will always let you cry."

"Then I will wait and see." Ye Fan showerped.

"Hey, I don't know the so-called poor eggs, I still want to stay in the independent housing. It is a joke." The ancient surnamed boy rushed: "This is still advised you to quickly take your Lingjing to roll out the inn, so you can ridicule others. "

"Little master should not take a job, you can't use your hand, you can paink." Ye Fanjian Ye Yao said: "This independent housing is what I reserve first. Suddenly halfway kills seems to be a bit no rules?"

"What rule, who has a Ling Jing who said, is the rule." The ancient surnamed boy is proud: "Now this last independent clique has been used by this three hundred queen, you have no chance. "

Donned, the ancient surnamed boy and smiled: "However, if you kneel down, give this young master, then he is wrong, and when you say that yourself, this pose may also make a compassion. Let the boss give you an ordinary room. "

"Everything has a success in the order, Xiaoye is the first step in order to book the independent small courtyard, according to the reason, I have to wait until I can't walk, can you stay?"

"But the key is that you can't afford rent at all. People's inn will open the door to do business. You can't afford rent now. If you can rent it, you will have to rent it. Because you have come early, the shopkeeper must have to Let it live with you? "The ancient surnamed boy smiled.

It seems to verify the truth of the teenager, and the shopkeeper in the side is also coming with: "This ancient government is very good, this is a business, since you can't afford the price, the old man naturally has power to rent it to others, Do you don't understand such a shallow truth? "

"The truth is naturally understood, Xiaoye has never been able to say a price, but some guys who have thought that they suddenly don't know which place sews out and disrupted the programs of Xiaoye." Ye Fan laughed a few times Tao.

"The tip of the mouth is good. If there is anything, I will take it out to let everyone know it." Ancient surnamed teenage smiled.

"What is this difficult?" Ye Fan said that he took a lumbar storage bag, under the control of the soul, three hundred Chinese Lingjing did not have many neatly appeared on the counter, accounting for a big Partial space.

"Sure enough, it is a three hundred Chinese Lingjing!" The shopkeeper blinked, slightly wondering.

"How is this possible?" Ancient surnamed teenager seems to have some don't believe in everything in front.

Ye Fan smiled, so she sighed: "Hey, this thing is to tell you that don't think of a dog, or just a laughter, and finally make yourself can't do it. Why is it? "

Listening to Ye Fan's ridiculousness, ancient surnamed boy is an anger attack, a face is very strong, he has never been eaten from a small to big, but today, not only suffer from a loss, but also loses his face in front of so many people. Staring at Ye Fan hate him with his teeth.

I hit an ancient surname boy, Ye Fan was satisfied with his head and rushed to the palm: "The shopkeeper, can Xiaoye can stay now?"

The shopkeeper was silent for a moment, and finally, the stored a boy's storage bag was also given him. The apologies apologized: "Ancient gangs, it is really concerted, according to the rules, the last independent small courtyard can only rent this The little brother. "

The ancient surnamed teenage did not pick up the storage bag, but a table, anger: "The shopkeeper, this independent housing, we are willing to add one hundred Chinese Lingjing."

"Add one hundred pieces?" The shopkeeper has a bright light flashing, and it has an idea.

To know that one hundred of Lingjing is not a small number, even if the shopkeeper's inn, each independent small courtyard can charge three hundred lithyles, but every month is basically handed over to the Holy Spirit City, the main government. Years, as protection, the Lingjing that really goes to the hand is 40%, and now I suddenly be more than one hundred of Lingjing, saying that it is fake.

"Since ancient times, no matter which sale is a price, this young master does not seem to violate the rules?" The ancient surnamed a young woman was proud of Ye Fan.

"Of course, it will not." Ye Fan smiled: "It is only the four hundred of Lingjing Xiaoye."

The voice fell, Ye Fan once again removes one hundred Chinese Lingjing from the storage bag, and put it together with the original three hundred lactary.

"Breeding." Ancient surnamed boy is ancient: "No matter how the last independent small courtyard belongs to the book, plus one hundred of Lingjing!"

"Five hundred Lingjing live a month, although some are not cost-effective, Xiaoyan is most unfair in this place, and the young master adds one hundred!" Ye Fan's mouth hanging a smile .

However, this time Ye Fan did not reject the Lingjing again, just verbal!

The ancient surname is almost blown, and the two eyes have been suffocating, and the nostrils are gasping, and the word is jealous: "The young master has six hundred latenses."

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, and he said: "Our one hundred and hundreds of Johnson is annoyed, and Xiaoye has eight hundred Lingjing."

"Eight hundred?" The two of the ancient surnames, two of them followed Ye Fan with some increders, although I didn't know where Ye Fan came so many Lingjing, but they still have a sensibility they unable to continue. Because there are not many Lingjing in them, if you fight back, you don't know where to find it!

The two immediately began to persuade an ancient surname.

However, now the ancient surname is on the air, where it will pay attention to the persuasion of the two, and some hysterically shouted: "This is a nine hundred of the Lingjing."

"The ancient gangs are the wealthy." Ye Fan Yin Yang was strange: "Xiaoye almost gave up, but decided to press the last two hundred lactary, a total of a total of thousands of Lingjing, if the ancient gang The price is higher than the young master, then Xiaoye immediately quits, otherwise it will be troubled by the old man. "

"Young Master, forget it." Two old people looked with an ancient surnamed boy.

The ancient surnames seem to have some hesitation, but after seeing Ye Fan's very provocative face, an evil is still not suppressed.

Outlook two followed, biting his teeth: "The uncle has a thousand Ling Jing."

"The ancient gangs are willing to use a thousand of Lingjing, only the three hundred Ling Jing is really worthy of the wealth." Ye Fan is like laughing. "It seems that Xiaoye can only another Take it, use this thousand Lingjing to the three independent small courtyards, change one every ten days, don't have a fun. "

After that, Ye Fan did not stay, and directly took out the four hundred Ling Jing, who took it out, laughed out of the inn, and went to the next inn.

At this moment, many marties in the Inn are also ridiculed, and they laugh at the goal of the ancient surnames.

For the military, the face is important, but there are more eight hundred Chinese Lingjing to rent the independent small courtyard, which is completely stupid.

Looking at everyone's ridicule face, look at Ye Fan's back, the ancient surnamed boy is killing, and the right hand angry and takes a palm of the wine table.

Along with a fried sound, the wine table instantly four-fold five-fold, scattered one!