These people didn't look like they were from some kind of decent people, but at the other end of the lobby there were a few tables of neat clothes and extraordinary appearances. Both sides occupied half of the lobby, and seemed to be clearly separated. However, the sudden entry of Nangong Mo and his group of people broke this division, which made people come to their senses for a while.

The lobby was silent for a moment, and then became lively again.

A middle-aged woman in red stood up at a table not far away, held a wine glass and walked towards the corner of the wall, looked at Nangong Mo with a smile and said, "I don't know which expert this girl is?"

Nangong Mo looked up at her and said lightly: "Your Majesty misunderstood. The little girl is not a person from the world, she is purely a passing place."

"Oh?" The woman looked at the three of them thoughtfully, obviously not believing Nangong Mo's words. She bent down and approached Nangong Mo and pointed her blood-red finger at Nangong Mo's veiled face, "Why do you have to do this, sister? My sister just wants to get to know her..." An unsheathed sword blocked her hand. The woman looked up at the gray-haired man sitting next to her in surprise, and she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart when she met his cold eyes. She had no doubt that if she dared to extend her hand again, he would definitely cut off her hand without mercy.

He withdrew his hand quietly, and the woman smiled and said, "Girl, we all know each other's conscience here, so why should we hide it? But... I really haven't heard of such a beautiful girl in the world." There was a hint of jealousy in the woman's eyes. Although we could not see the appearance of this girl, just those eyes could determine that the girl's face was extremely beautiful. What's more, a girl of 20 to 8 years old is the best time for a woman.

"Your Excellency has misunderstood. We just stayed for one night again and left early tomorrow morning." Nangong Mo put down the teacup and said lightly, his voice just for everyone around him to hear it clearly. She said it for the woman in red, and also for the others present.

The meals in the inn were served quickly, and the woman in red had just returned to her table and the food came. The three of them ate silently, and the atmosphere was a bit out of place with the noisy lobby.

After dinner, Nangong Mo looked at the two of them and said, "Stay early, let's get on the road tomorrow morning."

Fang looked at her and said, "Miss, have a good rest, Wei and I take turns to watch the night." There is really a mixture of dragons and snakes in the inn. No matter how powerful the lady is, she is still a daughter of the dignified Duke. It would be better to be careful. Nangong Mo smiled indifferently and said, "No need, you should rest well, so as not to lose your energy tomorrow."

While talking, the three of them walked towards the stairs in the lobby, but when they were about to go upstairs, they were blocked by a leg that was inserted horizontally. Nangong Mo was stunned and looked at the other person calmly. However, he was a young man in a very conspicuous dress, and the person in a golden dress looked sore. This dress was unique in Jinling City. The golden color was originally the royal color used by the royal family. Even the princes and grandsons rarely dressed like this. This man looked good, but his eyes always made people feel a little unhappy.

He sat near the entrance of the stairs. When he saw the three of them coming, they turned around and had their feet blocked the entrance of the stairs.

"What do you mean by your son?" Nangong Mo asked.

The man in golden clothes smiled and said, "This girl's name is? I don't know... what kind of lady is from which sect?" Nangong Mo looked like he didn't want an ordinary woman in the martial arts world. The man in golden clothes obviously thought she was the daughter of the head of a big sect.

Nangong Mo said: "I said that I am not a person in the martial arts world."

A trace of evil flashed in the eyes of the man in golden clothes and said with a smile: "Are you kidding? These two girls are not weak in martial arts. But... a girl dares to take two people to such a place, and she is really brave."

"Jin Wuhe, what do you want to do?!" Several young men at the table not far away had already slapped the table, obviously they couldn't stand the actions of the man in gold.

The man in golden clothes glanced at them and said disdainfully: "Do people from famous families like heroes to save beauty? Don't you see if you have the ability. When will you let the beauty you want be too much?"

"You!" Several young men were so angry that their faces turned red, but they never drew their swords toward each other. It was obvious that they were still somewhat different from the strength of this man in gold.

Seeing their actions, the man in golden clothes smiled contemptuously and raised his hand to pull Nangong Mo's veil, "Beauty, let me see your little one...ah?!" With a soft moan, a cold light flashed in front of him, and then the scream of the man in golden clothes was shocked. Everyone was shocked and looked at the entrance of the stairs. The man in golden clothes, who had just fallen and leaned against the handrail of the stairs, had his face pale, and one hand was covering the other arm, and the hand that was originally holding the folding fan on the arm had disappeared, leaving only a bare and bloody blur.

A few timid girls couldn't help but scream.

Behind Nangong Mo, Wei inserted the sword back into the scabbard without saying a word, and stood behind Nangong Mo with his sword as if nothing had happened just now.

The man in golden clothes stared at the three of them with resentment, gritted his teeth and said, "He Fang, don't let the newspaper report."

Fang Tanran raised his eyebrows and said, "There is no need to register, you are not worthy. Please move out of the way, our lady is going to go back to the room to rest."

"I'm so unworthy!" The man in golden clothes gritted his teeth and shouted at his companion who had been scared by him: "I won't kill them for me! That little girl stayed! I must... let her live without dying!" Only then did the few people react and pulled out weapons from under the table and rushed towards Nangong Mo and the other two.

Fang Hewei took two steps forward to block Nangong Mo behind him. Fang pulled out his soft sword from his waist and turned to Nangong Mo and smiled: "Miss, please avoid it, it will be fine soon." Nangong Mo nodded, turned around and walked to the other side to avoid their affairs.

The whole lobby suddenly became lively, and seven or eight men surrounded Fang and Wei and mercilessly killed the killer. Unfortunately, their opponents were not mediocre. Not to mention Wei's swordsmanship, even the much gentle house was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Nangong Mo stood on the side evaluating the skills of the two, while pondering the people he met today. Even if the world is chaotic, it would not be a hero meeting when he went out, or a big revenge kill between black and white?
Chapter completed!