After Zhang Xing sat down, he took out the monkey wine and the meat of the seventh-order demonic deer from the space and ate them with relish.
"What's so fragrant?"
The beauty's nose was sensitive and she smelled the fragrance first.
Then, the other eleven people also twitched their noses and looked at Zhang Xing following the scent.
Uh!
They all stared with their eyes wide open.
They saw Zhang Xing holding a wine jar and drinking, and there was a roasted golden magical beast leg meat in his hand.
How could a ten year old boy drink so unrestrainedly?
Everyone's eyeballs dropped out of their sockets.
They had never seen it before!
The boy finished drinking and began to eat the meat.
His attitude was like a completely different person from before.
While everyone was shocked, the wooden door of the room was opened.
A young man in his twenties came in, followed by two eagle-eyed old men.
The two old men, one tall and one short, had their hands behind their back.
The young man was wearing a silver silk robe and a gem-studded dagger on his waist.
He had delicate features and could be regarded as a handsome guy.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhang Xing and smelled the fragrance. He looked at him in surprise for two seconds.
Then he looked to the side.
"Who are you?"
The big brother of the beauty looked up and asked.
The young man ignored it as if he didn't hear it. He stared blankly at the beauty among the twelve people.
"Who are you? What's the matter?" The big brother of the beauty shouted in a heavier tone.
The young man recovered. It was not that he didn't hear what the other party said, but he was fascinated by the beauty in front of him.
For a moment, he forgot the purpose of coming in.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is this room. I like it. You can go out."
The young man's eyes didn't leave the beauty's face and said proudly.
The twelve people's faces were gloomy. It turned out that they were fighting for territory.
They knew that there were many people today and there were not enough rooms, so they hurried to get here so that they wouldn't have to sleep in the open.
Those who came later set up tents outside and rested for the night.
Besides, they were all warriors. It didn't matter if they had a room or not.
The reason why they were willing to live in a room was just a habit of human life.
Generally, people who walked in Jianghu deliberately kept a distance. No one would easily provoke others.
Not to mention robbing someone else's place in the wilderness.
Although the twelve people were relatively young, they were also people who often wandered outside. When they heard the words of this person who looked like a young master, they immediately felt that something was unusual.
"Are you here to pick a fight?" The beauty wrinkled her nose and said coldly.
"Haha!
I don't pick on beauties. You can stay, but the rest of you can get out immediately. Otherwise, you'll die! "
The young master smiled frivolously, then his expression instantly changed as he looked at the others with contempt.
"Hmph!
You sure talk big, but I don't know if you have … "
One of the twelve stepped forward, but before he could finish speaking, there was a bang, and the man was thrown into the corner of the wall. He coughed up blood and lay there motionless. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
What was going on?
Who did it?
The remaining eleven people didn't see it clearly.
However, they knew that it was most definitely one of the two old men.
Sure enough, the tall old man took a step forward and stood in front of the young master.
"Young Master's words are orders. Those who don't listen will die!"
The beautiful woman and the others' faces turned cold. They turned to look at their companion in the corner in shock.
He was dead?
He was killed by this old man before he could even finish his sentence. They were too cruel!
What was this old man's cultivation?
Was he a Monarch?
That must be it. Otherwise, how could he kill a Mid Combat King without anyone noticing?