Last night, the wind and snow were raging, and the road to the mountain was closed.

When the elementary apprentice Merkel opened his eyes, the sound of knocking on the door sounded in his ears.

"Well, there are still people coming today! And so early, it's not a traveler who has been in the blizzard all night, right?" Merkel is just an apprentice. He hopes to step on the career system before he becomes an adult. He can become a bard, and then he can raise his salary and raise his younger brother and sister to grow up.

The kind-hearted primary school apprentice hurriedly pulled off a few warm quilts from the wall. This kind of warmth is called a "reptile" and can climb onto the traveler to drive away the cold. It is the hotel's signature.

The hotel where Merkel serves is called "Abyss Demon Throat". Because the owner is a Level 4 Demon Lord, he named this store with negative attributes.

As for whether the name has negative attributes, the owner said so anyway. As an apprentice, where would he argue with the owner? Unless he doesn't want the job anymore.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was another knock on the door. Merkel had already arrived at the door and shouted loudly: "Come on! I can only open the door when I put down the protective cover."

At this time of year, the terrible chill outside will freeze many people to death, so each building has protective measures to prevent the heat from being lost out. Merkel feels very lucky to be a primary apprentice by the shop owner, otherwise he will tremble, hide in a cave, and snuggle with his younger brother and sister to resist the cold.

"Cruff, crunch, crunch..." With a gust of noise, the door opened inward, and a blue-gray barrier was instantly supported inside the door to block the biting cold wind.

Under Merkel's surprised gaze, a group of people walked in.

Why was he surprised? Because these people were wearing single clothes and not saying that they didn’t have half a piece of snow on their bodies.

The leader is a burly man with scarlet eyes and a height of more than 2.5 meters. He has a pair of unique cirrus-shaped ears and light blue tentacles on his chin, like a group of small snakes, sometimes curling and sometimes straightening, looking daunting.

It was indeed intimidating that anyone who grew a group of light blue snakes on his chin was a terrifying existence in the eyes of the primary apprentice, which made him suddenly think of the evil demon king in the hero novel.

When he saw the second person, Merkel's eyes lit up.

Everyone has a love for beauty. The second guest is a woman from the Taiwu clan. Standing in front of him is like a work of art. It is said that the Turtle Cult has the blood of the Taiwu clan, and Merkel is the most pure Turtle Cult.

The primary school apprentice who is still in a ignorant stage of relationship between men and women suddenly injects all the beautiful thoughts about the woman in his heart into this Taiwu beauty.

Next, a middle-aged man from Taiwu clan entered the gate and glanced around, then let go and welcomed a young Taicang clan into the gate very respectfully.

Merkel has never seen the human race, but has seen the Taicang travelers. They come every spring to have fun in the hotel.

"Hehe, I have never heard of the Turtle Xi tribe. I didn't expect that this place would be the only way to the border area. Unfortunately, I haven't found the shadow-like talisman buried by the Young Master of Demon King Ridge along the way. It's the top true teaching of our Qingcheng University. I begged the president to teach it to me before graduation. Who would have thought that I could only go back in my dreams when I arrived in the world five thousand years later!"

The young woman walked into the hotel with a smile, and her voice was replaced by a "Crack" sound. Under the leadership of two ordinary-looking black-haired men, a green-skinned Tai Arab child came in. The sound of Crack was made from his mouth.

One of the two men complained: "I said Xi'er, you've eaten too much, that's Tiangong. It's really hard to imagine that there are people in this world who can eat Tiangong. If the divine realm is still cast by Tiangong, you will definitely let it fall again."

"Uncle He, I can't control myself, I just want to eat it." The Tai A tribe child called Xier looked shy and eating Tian Tong was completely out of nature. For some reason, this extremely strong metal came into his mouth and would become very fragile after holding it for a while.

This group of people are no one else, but Luo Yang and Emperor Xiu, Bai Xiubei and Hei Capricorn.

"I didn't expect that I could see the most unique bloodline of the divine erosion prodigy in my lifetime. When I was very young, I saw my ancestors studying the bloodlines of various races and were fortunate to catch a dark-evil prodigy. Unfortunately, our Turing clan did not have so many days of copper for the prodigy to eat, so that the prodigy finally starved to death. The reason why our ancestors were so bold to capture the prodigy was because the Dark-evil God of the Tai A tribe had been alive for many years, and the Tai A tribe regarded the Dark-evil prodigy as ominous, so the chance of the Dark-evil prodigy was getting smaller and smaller."

Emperor Xiu turned around and looked at Xi'er and said this.

Since devouring the divine blood, the physique of the Emperor Cultivator changed. The light blue snake whisker on his chin was not what he wanted, but the demonic divine blood gave him this appearance. However, in the legend of the Turing clan, those extremely ancient ancients and powerful people with the characteristics of returning to the ancient world all had snake whiskers. It seems that the problem lies in himself, which made him not disgusted.

"Dear guests, do you want to stay in a hotel or eat something?" Merkel gritted his teeth and came forward to entertain him. Because the snowstorm blocked the mountain, the scope of the blockade this year was much wider than the expected range, so the traveler had already left early. The boss became the boss and handed over the huge hotel to him alone. I wonder if he could be busy.

Another thing that made Merkel uneasy, because these people were obviously strong, perhaps much stronger than the boss. He usually served such guests and came forward by the boss himself, so he was not even qualified to run errands. If something went wrong, his life might be lost in an instant.

This is definitely not Merkel's imagination. I heard that the apprentice before him accidentally sprinkled a drop of wine on the distinguished guest because he did not serve the strong master well. He was slapped to death by the boss to extinguish the distinguished guest's anger.

The Turtle Breath tribe is a small tribe. It is not easy to run a hotel on the road to the border. The owner of the Demon Lord never allows accidents to happen, so he offended the distinguished guests and often uses them as scapegoats.

Just as Merkel was stunned, the sound of a reassuring voice sounded: "Don't worry, if you have your benefits, take out the best wine here for me. How long have you not drunk? Your mouth is almost fading out."

With a generous voice, Merkel hurriedly came back to his senses and nodded: "Yes, yes, I'll go now."

Luo Yang looked at the thin figure leaving, shook his head and said, "How long has it been since I've been here? The heavy snowstorm closed the mountain just a superficial appearance. It seems that someone is cleaning the ground and setting up a war zone."

"I have returned to the general to block the enemy, and the water comes to cover the earth. I have returned to my heyday's strength. As long as the saint does not come, I will be sure to win." The imperial cultivator vowed that getting divine blood was too helpful to him, and Luo Yang still had a lot of divine blood in his hands, which made him eager.
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