It was difficult to clean up the guests in the inn before, but now guests are pouring in one after another, which makes the female waiter feel unwilling, but she has to come out to deal with it.

When the group of people saw Ling'er and Ling Ran sitting in Nuo Da's inn, and they seemed to be dining guests, the leader, a rough-looking man with a beard, immediately shouted loudly: "Where is the shopkeeper?"

The female waiter in the back hall hurried out and looked at the group of guests who had just entered.

The leader was a middle-aged scribe, a tall man with a beard, and a young girl with an elegant temperament. The rest were subordinates wearing uniform costumes.

The middle-aged scribe saw the female waiter staring blankly at his group. He thought he was frightened by the shouts of the bearded man just now. He immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "This fellow, please bring some food and wine so that my brothers can have food and food." A meal.”

When the female waiter saw so many people, she was afraid that poisoning would no longer be possible, so she could only deal with them first and wait for them to leave before making plans.

"Okay, okay, ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat!"

After the female waiter asked the group of people to sit down, she walked back to the back hall and started preparing food and drinks.

At the other table, Ling Ran was still humming a tune leisurely and taking a sip of chicken soup from time to time. Not to mention how comfortable he looked.

After Ling Ran pointed out that there was something wrong with the female waiter, Ling'er became a little suspicious and started to pay attention to the group of people who had just come in.

The middle-aged scribe, the elegant girl, and the bearded man sat at the same table, while the other subordinates were looking for other seats.

The big man with the beard seemed to be getting used to it, and he said carelessly: "Second brother, this time I went to Yaowang Valley, but I still can't cure Xiaojing's eye disease, what should I do?"

The middle-aged scribe also frowned, and sighed and said: "I will discuss it with my elder brother after I go back. If it doesn't work, I can only use the fossil method."

On the contrary, the elegant girl comforted the two of them: "Father, second uncle, I'm used to it anyway, you don't have to worry so much about my eyes."

The content of the conversation between the three people reached Ling'er's ears, and the uniform costumes of their subordinates allowed Ling'er to guess their identities.

This group of people should be people from the Tianlang Sect, and the first three should be Erlang, Sanlang, and Erlang's only daughter Xiaojing.

What the Rat Clan where Ling'er was in was planning was the Five Elements Crystal Stone in the Tianlang Sect.

The original plan was for Ling'er to sneak into the Jade Toad Palace, then provoke a conflict between the Seven Swords and the Sirius Sect, and take the opportunity to seize the Five Elements Crystal Stone and the Blue Rabbit.

Unexpectedly, Ling'er missed and was caught by Ling Ran last time. After the failure, he had to change his strategy. First, let the Seven Swords fight the Demon Cult so that both of you would lose, while the Rat Clan fished in troubled waters.

Now that the Tianlang Sect was in front of her, Ling'er began to feel restless again. She turned to look at Ling Ran, thinking about how to provoke the conflict between the two parties.

Ling Ran felt Ling'er's gaze, turned his head and looked at Ling'er for a moment, then leaned close to Ling'er and said softly: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. If you act rashly, I will hand you over to the Tianlang Sect directly. , I have plenty of evidence to prove your rat clan’s plan.”

Ling Ran's tone still made people feel like they were bathing in spring breeze, but the content of these words made Ling'er feel like she had fallen into an ice cave.

Although she had not been with Ling Ran for a short time, Ling'er had already seen all his methods and did not dare to have any other thoughts.

The two people's posture at this time seemed very intimate to outsiders. The subordinates of the Tianlang Sect on the side saw that Ling'er was young and beautiful, and although Ling Ran was gorgeously dressed, he was alone, so he wanted to find trouble.

They were Saburo's subordinates and were used to being arrogant and domineering. When they saw Ling'er's tenderness, they immediately felt itchy and unbearable. They walked to the table where they were drunk.

"This little girl is quite pretty. Why don't you have a few drinks with me?"

If there had been such a great opportunity to intensify the conflict between Seven Swords and the Tianlang Sect, how could Ling'er let it go?

However, after Ling Ran's warning, Ling'er did not dare to cause trouble again and lowered her head in response.

When the subordinates saw Ling'er lowering her head shyly, Ling Ran remained unmoved and became bolder, reaching out to grab Ling'er.

At this moment, an angry voice came:

"What are you doing? Why don't you sit back?"

The originally chaotic minds of these subordinates suddenly sobered up a lot. When they turned around, they saw Erlang looking at them angrily.

But Saburo sat in his original position as if he hadn't seen it.

Although this group of subordinates belongs to the Tianlang Sect, they are all under the jurisdiction of Saburo, so they are somewhat dissatisfied with Erlang's orders.

When Erlang saw that his order didn't work, he immediately glanced at Sanlang.

Sanlang then angrily yelled: "You are useless, why don't you go back!"

When the subordinates heard San Lang's words, they knew that there was nothing they could do, so they stopped angrily. Although they still looked at Ling'er with a lewd smile, they had already turned around and were about to return to their seats.

"Go away, did I tell you to go away?"

Ling Ran, who was originally as timid as a turtle, spoke at this moment.

The group of subordinates who were already hanging up and down immediately turned their heads when they heard this, and found that the person speaking was the young master who had not said a word before.

After Ling'er heard Ling Ran speak up for herself, she raised her head in disbelief and looked at him with surprise, feeling quite excited inside.

Ling Ran was indifferent before, but Ling'er was lying when she said she wasn't disappointed. In her opinion, Ling Ran was probably just treating her as a disposable tool.

Unexpectedly, Ling Ran had no intention of letting go of these Tianlangmen men who spoke freely.

A girl's feelings are always poetry, and Ling'er's heart suddenly became confused.

"Hey, you kid, do you still want to get angry for a beauty?"

The subordinates laughed angrily and turned around to look at Ling Ran, obviously thinking that this thin young master was no match for them.

Ling Ran stopped answering and slapped the table with one hand. The chopsticks in the bamboo tube were blown into the air, and then shot towards the group of subordinates with a strong wind.

Ling Ran's move was swift and swift. When the subordinates reacted, a chopstick had been inserted into the palm of each person's hand, and blood was flowing freely.

A moment later, the screams of the subordinates came from the inn.

Sanlang and Erlang had also come to their senses. Looking at Ling Ran, who was in a calm mood, they realized that they had just made a mistake.

Sanlang looked at his screaming subordinates and asked in a cold voice: "Do you know who we are?"

Ling Ran sneered and asked, "Just now, your subordinates used their power to bully others. Have you ever thought about who I am?"

Sanlang was choked by Ling Ran's words and didn't know how to refute. It was indeed his subordinates who came forward to find trouble just now, and he couldn't blame others.

Erlang on the side also knew that he was in the wrong, but he still frowned and said: "Is your method too cruel?"

"You should thank me. This time the chopsticks were only inserted into their palms. Next time, they will be inserted somewhere else."

After saying this, Ling Ran looked at Ling'er beside him, "As a maid, I cannot be beaten or scolded. How can I endure the verbal insults from your subordinates?"

Although she understood that Ling Ran was just acting, Ling'er still showed a bright smile and said, "Thank you, Master."

When Sanlang saw the man and woman singing opposite him, he felt that his lungs were about to explode with anger, and he wanted to teach them a lesson.

However, Erlang saw from Ling Ran's method just now that this guy was not a kind person, and he was afraid that he was not a decent person, so he immediately grabbed Sanlang.

"Since you are taking action, you might as well explain your identity so that we two brothers can open their eyes."

Ling Ran didn't shy away from it and looked directly in Erlang's direction, "Devil Cult, Black Little Tiger!"

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