Lord God I am a tree

"Dada, Dada......"

On the ancient road of the barren forest, a horse galloped at a very fast speed.

On horseback was a muscular man, slightly curly hair, and a large red cloak behind him.

His face is cold, not as paralyzed as Yuanzhou's, nor as cold as the little dragon girl, he is really cold, as if he will never smile and will not have other expressions.

As long as the people in the rivers and lakes saw him, they would definitely immediately avoid it from afar, give way directly, and dare not provoke.

Because, his image has long been spread in the rivers and lakes, the first general of the world, the master of the Amazing Cloud Hall.

Don't cry death, step shock, this is his current name, maybe he still has a past name, Huo Jingjue!

The horse, which could travel thousands of miles a day, was already a little tired, and Bu Jingyun didn't know how long he had been running.

"I have to take a break......

Bu Jingyun watched the horse almost completely stop under him, sighed lightly, and rolled directly off the horse.

He didn't need to be in such a hurry, but over the years, he has become stronger step by step, and he has also laid an iron bucket for the World Association, and his status has long been incomparable, and he has a lot of time for himself.

But this time the direction of Bu Jingyun was Lingyun Cave, and recently he received a message from Xiongba, it seems that there is something wrong with Lingyun Cave, and he wants to investigate it himself.

Dismounted and led it for a while, the sun was setting, the sky was already dark, and Bu Jingyun was ready to deal with it again in the field today.

Anyway, this kind of life is nothing to him, he has done this often over the years, and he has long been accustomed to eating and sleeping in the open.

However, after walking some distance, Bu Jingyun couldn't help but be a little happy that there was an inn in such a barren wilderness.

Even people who are accustomed to sleeping in the open will naturally choose to live in a house if they have a choice, even if their skills are not affected, no one will want to spend the night in the cold wind in the wild.

"But how can there be an inn in such a wilderness, it shouldn't be a black shop!"

"Since I met it today, then go in and have a look, if you are really just an inn, but if you are a black shop, then meeting me today is the end of your good days!"

Bu Jingyun is also a master of the arts, and he is not afraid of the inn that may be a black shop in this wilderness, and he goes straight inside.

There was not a single guest in the inn, and the lights were dark, even though it was already dark.

Now there are guests, and there is no Xiao Er to greet him.

Just on the counter, there was a shopkeeper in his thirties, short haired, and oddly dressed.

But when he saw Bu Jingyun, he just glanced at it casually, and then he didn't look at it, and continued to look down, not knowing what he was looking at.

Uncanny...... It's weird everywhere, but it's too bad to say.

Bu Jingyun frowned, he felt more and more that there was something wrong with this inn, how could there be any inn shop, and he treated the guests with such an attitude.

Do you still want to do this business?

"Little Er, serve me wine, a few more side dishes, and, feed my horse!"

But Bu Jingyun still suppressed the urge to directly destroy the inn in his heart, and shouted, at least, for the time being, he was not sure that this was a black shop.

You can't just say it's a black shop just because you don't light the lights and don't entertain you!

"Okay, don't shout, you see that we are in the wilderness, and there may not be someone to come in a day, where is the money to invite Xiao Er, this inn is the only one like me besides you!"

The shopkeeper still didn't raise his head, just continued to look down at a book that he didn't know what it was, and he didn't know what he was looking at, but finally responded to Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun still felt weird, and he was a little angry about the attitude of the owner of this shop.

Although he didn't care much about this kind of material enjoyment and flattery, and even a little disgusted, since he became the hall master of the Tianxia Society, who else dared to have such an attitude towards him?

A small innkeeper dared to talk to him without even raising his head?

Although Bu Jingyun can slaughter people and kill innocents indiscriminately for his own selfish interests, it does not mean that he likes to kill people and like to be an unscrupulous person.

The inn belongs to other people, and the owner of the house can open it as much as he likes, he can not eat here, not stay here, but it would be too much to kill.

But in fact, Bu Jingyun didn't notice that in the eyes of the innkeeper who had been bowing his head, there was a cold light that kept flashing, and the murderous aura was compelling.

He kept his head down, just because ...... Don't dare to look up, for fear that the murderous aura in your eyes will be discovered!

This person is naturally Yuan Zhou, he knows how powerful and terrifying this world is, although it has been a week since he came to this stormy world, he has not really done it.

Yuan Zhou knew very well that the gap between his strength and Bu Jingyun was too big, even if he added those three pigs and noodle soup, it might be possible to defeat him, but it was almost impossible to kill.

It was Yuanzhou who had been preparing for a long time, and it was also his luck that he found this black shop on this necessary road from the world to Lingyun Cave, and after killing the owner of the black shop, he took it over.

Bu Jingyun was also annoyed at this time, the owner of this inn was too individual, and he was really a little aggrieved by the feeling that he had nowhere to go now.

took out a piece of silver, threw it casually, and directly inlaid it on the counter in front of Yuan Zhou.

"Boss, do you see this ingot of silver......?

But before Bu Jingyun's words were finished, Yuan Zhou had already directly interrupted him.

"If you destroy my counter made of sandalwood for a thousand years, this ingot of silver will be used as compensation. "_

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