Dongsheng Hotel, in the corridor outside the box on the second floor.

Midori was walking and knocking on the wall boringly, but it was rhythmic.

Suddenly, the door of a box was opened, and a handsome man who seemed to have drunk too much poked his head out, and when he saw Xiao Lu, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pounced directly.

"Haha! Little Green, let's go, go drink with Master Long!"

"No, Brother Long, Jian Gongzi is over there. Midori said in a panic.

"Quack, shit, sword boy, today you are the dragon master!" Long Xiaobai smiled and pulled Xiao Lu towards the box.

And the sword handsome follower who came out with him, when he saw this scene, he was immediately startled, and hurriedly ran back to report the news.

In the box, Long Xiaobai hugged Xiao Lu, put the other party on his lap, and held a wine glass in his hand.

"Green green ~ come, accompany Long Ye to drink one. ”

"No~Don't, Brother Long~" Xiao Lu's face was panicked, and he looked extremely scared.

And Yun Huang and the others on the side turned a blind eye, as if it was a matter of course for their men to molest women in public.

Suddenly, the closed box door was kicked open, and Jian Shuai looked inside with red eyes.

Especially when I saw that dragon scum holding the woman who was going to belong to him, accompanied by five beautiful red faces. This~ Why are all the women his in this special way?

"Childe, save me!People are so scared!" Xiao Lu was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she looked pitiful.

"Roar! dragon scum, you return my woman!" the sword commander let out a beast-like roar, and stabbed at Long Xiaobai with his sword.

"Young master, don't!"

"Don't be a young master!"

The two subordinates exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

"Poof!" The sword stabbed into Long Xiaobai's shoulder, directly stabbing into most of it.

After the sword stabbed into Long Xiaobai's body, he was stunned for a moment, and then a spirit woke up. Hurriedly let go of the hilt of the sword, and was about to speak, but felt a flower in front of him, and then a golden fist smashed over.

"Bang!" Jian Shuai's head exploded like a watermelon, and a mere enlightenment period really couldn't stop Long Xiaobai's punch.

The room fell completely silent, including the women who knew the truth, none of them expected that their man would blow a head of the same level with a single punch.

"Young master!" the two subordinates let out a cry of grief and fell beside the headless corpse of the sword commander. The young master is dead, and they are choking enough to live.

The two brothers woke up from a spirit, stepped forward and pressed them to the ground. At the same time, the exclamations of the waiters and a series of footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Soon, the door to the box was blocked by several guards in armor, led by a man dressed in ornate service.

"What's going on?" the man asked.

"Hmph, what is going on? Long Ye is here to consume it, but he was stabbed with a sword! Why did you tell Long Ye what happened?"

Long Xiaobai was furious at this time, his eyes flashed with flames, and he still had a sword stuck in his shoulder, and drops of blood fell on the floor.

"Damn, who are you scolding?" the man suddenly became anxious. What guests have never seen, this is the first time like this.

"Ang! Long Ye scolded you!What kind of bullshit service!" Long Xiaobai opened his mouth and let out a dragon groan, and his head instantly turned into a white dragon head.

"it!" the man was startled, the dragon's head appeared too suddenly. Not only him, but even the guards were so frightened that they took a few steps back.

Long Xiaobai sat on the chair, took the dragon's head, pointed to the sword on his shoulder, and said lightly: "Call your manager, I won't make trouble, just give me an explanation." ”

"Yes, yes, I'll go!" the man turned and ran, nearly stumbling and falling to the ground.

Long Xiaobai had a gloomy face and looked at the headless corpse at his feet. The two Sword Sect disciples on the side trembled with fright, and were pressed to the ground by the two brothers.

And Xiao Lu was standing beside Yun Xiao at this time, holding the other party's hand tightly, and her pretty face was a little pale.

The young master of the dignified Sword Sect was calculated to death by himself like this, and he was really a little panicked in his heart.

Yunxiao patted the other party's cold little hand, signaling the other party to feel at ease. At the same time, there was a faint excitement in his heart, if nothing else, the Sword Sect was finished. Even if it's not finished, the Forging Pavilion will change hands.

Yes, all this is a conspiracy, including Xiao Lu, everything is a conspiracy between Sanxiao and Long Xiaobai.

Long Xiaobai not only has to solve the trouble of Jian Shuai, but also find a place to live for Sanxiao. And the Forging Pavilion, the shop next to the Heavenly Dao Academy, there is no safer place than there.

Soon, the departing man ran back with a handsome middle-aged man.

"In Shimokifeng, he is the owner of this Dongsheng Hotel. Mu Feng saluted Long Xiaobai.

"Long Xiaobai, the Holy Dragon Clan, the future patriarch of the White Dragon Lineage. Long Xiaobai likes this identity more and more.

Mu Feng's face changed, and he said, "It turned out to be the White Dragon Patriarch, and he was disrespectful." Speaking of which, our Deadwood Clan still has business dealings with the Holy Dragon Clan......"

"Boom!" Long Xiaobai was stunned, and he didn't listen to the words at all.

Deadwood family, deadwood ~ deadwood old man. Is it such a coincidence that you have a big grass?

"Patriarch White Dragon, do you think this is good?" asked Mu Feng.

"What, what did you say?" Long Xiaobai didn't hear what the other party just said at all.

Mu Feng glanced at Long Xiaobai suspiciously, and then said, "I said just now: You should be assassinated in us, and of course our hotel will be responsible." Today's single is waived and 2 million world coins are compensated. How's that going?"

"Ha! Since Boss Mu has said this, I am not hypocritical. However, this corpse, please inform the sect master of the Sword Sect. ”

"Sword Sect?" Mu Feng blinked, if he knew correctly, the Sword Sect should be a small sect attached to the Holy Dragon Clan.

"That's right, the one who died is the young master of the Sword Sect. Alas, I also complained about it, I drank a little too much, and when I met an acquaintance, I called for a drink. But I didn't expect to provoke the young master of the Sword Sect, and I was almost killed by others!"

Long Xiaobai looked self-blaming and a little depressed at the same time. Yes, it's just depressed.

Mu Feng glanced at Long Xiaobai, then looked at Sanxiao, and finally stopped at the crying Xiaolu.

"Woo ~ Was the young master of the Sword Sect kicked in the head by a donkey? For a woman, he actually ...... Alas, it will be your family's business from now on, and I have no right to ask more. This is two million world coins, and I hope that the White Dragon Patriarch will not blame him for taking good care of him today. At the same time, I also hope to come often in the future, and all consumption will be discounted!"

Mu Feng said, handing Long Xiaobai a Qiankun bag and a gold card, especially the gold card, which had a dry branch painted on it.

(End of chapter)