My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 86

After packing my luggage, it was said that it was luggage, but clothes did not account for much of it. The main thing was various specialties from Wuhun City.

Pass through the gate of Wuhun City and officially leave the Wuhun Palace.

It was actually not much different from Wuhun City, but since he entered Wuhun Academy, he had left twice except to obtain soul rings.

He is now level 41. With the blessing of Fallen Heart Flame, he has successfully broken through in the past few months. It is precisely because of this that Bibi Dong agreed to his request.

"System, view panel."

Host: Ye Fan

Sex: Male

Soul Power Level: Level 41

Martial spirits: Qinglong, White Tiger (inactive), Suzaku (inactive), Xuanwu (inactive)

Beauty: Bibi Dong ([-]%)

Items: "Advanced Soul Master Recipe", "Delicious Recipe", God-given Soul Ring X1

Wait, why does Hongyan have the name Bibi Dong?Ye Fan was at a loss.

I'm not trying to be a master and a disciple. Hey, system, you should explain it to me!

Ye Fan roared in his heart, like a good man who was wronged and angry.

system:"……"

He was answered by silence, dead silence.

Ye Fan scratched his head speechlessly. He asked himself whether he had any other feelings for her that were not allowed by morality.

But why does Hu Liena have the name Bibi Dong in the beauty column?

Along the way, he was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, every time he passed a city, he would inquire about the local living habits and local prices.

Wuhun City is located at the junction of the two empires, Tiandou and Xingluo. The location is very awkward. It stands to reason that for an organization that threatens the power of the country, it is impossible for the two empires not to restrict its development.

But all this is because its power is weaker than the two empires.

But if its strength is no different from that of the empire, almost the same, and even has the potential to catch up, then no matter how unwilling they are, they can only stop their inner Xiao Jiujiu.

The Douluo Continent is calm, but the storm is about to come, and the current situation on the mainland is particularly like this ancient poem.

As a holy son of Wuhun Palace, if he wanders around other people's territory at will, there is no guarantee that accidents will not happen.

and so……

When we arrived at a hotel, it was getting dark. Instead of taking the dark road, we found a hotel nearby.

He gave himself the pseudonym Ye Bufan, and his identity is that of an ordinary travel enthusiast who likes to travel around the world.

"Hello, would you like to check in or eat?" As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, a waiter came up.

There was a professional smile on his face, which looked a little fake.

Ye Fan said: "Give me a room and just bring some staple food to the room."

After writing it down, the waiter turned around and left.

Her service attitude made Ye Fan unhappy. He shook his head slightly and said to himself: "With this waiter, the hotel's business will be very good."

He didn't care too much. After all, he only stayed for one day. While waiting at the front desk, Ye Fan found her talking to a young man wearing luxurious clothes.

The young man's voice was so loud that Ye Fan heard everything: "Hey, what did you do? I came to book a room, and you actually told me that there was no room available?"

The young man looked arrogant, as if she had offended him, and he regarded the issue of no vacancies as a heinous crime.

The waitress turned pale and hurriedly bowed to him and apologized: "Sorry, sorry, Mr. Feng, I saw that you haven't come tonight, and I thought you weren't coming. I'm very sorry, I will let the customer just check out. "

"Next time this kind of problem happens again, just pack up and leave." The young man snorted coldly.

This sentence scared her so much that cold sweat ran down her back. She nodded quickly and walked towards Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan didn't look sideways and didn't look in their direction, he still got a general idea of ​​the conversation between them.

However, his expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything.

When she came, Ye Fan asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, where is my food?"

"I'm very sorry. I just suddenly found that there is no vacancy in the backstage. I'm really sorry. Please find another store." The waitress said apologetically. This time her apology was very obvious.

Ye Fan stared at her and found that on her heavily made-up face, a pair of eyes looked unnatural from time to time, constantly avoiding his eyes.

Her guilty conscience made Ye Fan say coldly: "Stop pretending, I just heard your conversation with him. No matter what, you have to be on a first-come, first-served basis, right?"

Being stabbed by someone, the waitress looked a little embarrassed and begged: "Please forgive me."

"It's getting late. If you had told me when I first came here, I wouldn't have continued to pester you. But I've been waiting for so long, and you made me wait in vain? It's so late, where did you ask me to look?" Ye Fan squinted his eyes slightly.

He was not very familiar with this city, and it was getting late now, and he didn't know where there was a hotel. Ye Fan didn't want to be like a headless fly wandering around the city at night.

"I...I~" Knowing that she was in the wrong, facing his accusation, the waitress blushed and was speechless.

Just as she was hesitating, the young man on the side came over, ignored Ye Fan, and said, "Why, it's not done yet? I think you really don't want to work here anymore. I'll tell Uncle Bai later." "

"No, Mr. Feng, please be merciful, I will take care of it right away." This job was extremely difficult for her to get, and the treatment was rarely good. There were few places on the mainland that could offer her such conditions.

Between working and offending a customer, she quickly made a decision.

The previous shame disappeared, replaced by impatience and urging: "Please go out quickly, I will return the deposit intact to you."

Ye Fan's face also turned cold: "Are you sure you want to do this? I want to complain to you."

"Hey kid, you don't know me? How dare you go against me." The young man known as Mr. Feng stared wide-eyed, looking in disbelief.

"It's Feng again. Could it be that I really don't get along with the Feng family?" Ye Fan complained in his heart.

"Do I need to get to know you? Do you understand that it's a first-come, first-served basis? I've come to book a room a long time ago, but you stepped in and made me wait so much time in vain. Why should I give it to you?" Ye Fan said.

"Very good, you are very talented." Feng Shao laughed angrily and clapped his hands, applauding his behavior.

Her eyes stayed on him for a moment, and then she said, "I see that you are also a soul master. So, to be fair, we will solve the problem in the soul master's way."

"You mean a duel?" Ye Fan said without changing his expression, "Don't you think it's funny? How old you are, how old I am."

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with sarcasm, but the young man named Feng remained the same, smiling and saying: "You are really a little cutie, Douluo Continent, strength is respected, if you want fairness, just use your fists to fight."

"What, kid, aren't you scared? If you are scared, give in in advance. Otherwise, my brother is afraid of accidentally hurting you during the fight. He will use too much force when he falls down. If it breaks your muscles and bones, or breaks your arms and legs, That wouldn’t be good.”

(End of this chapter)