On the first floor, most people were discussing whether to live together.
However, those who still have the keys will definitely not agree, as they don't want someone else to take over their own property.
Those who didn't have a room didn't insist on it, and those who were willing to hand over their room keys didn't know the value of the room.
So I still hold an indifferent attitude in my heart, as long as I have a place to sit and practice, it's fine.
The waiter just watched indifferently from the side from beginning to end, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.
He had told them before that it would be safe if the door was not opened, but these people insisted on opening it, so it was not his fault.
Night fell quietly, and the monk who was sitting cross-legged and practicing on the first floor suddenly felt a biting chill penetrating into his bones, almost freezing his bones.
They looked at each other, and seeing that everyone was like this, they spoke in trembling voices:
"What's going on? Why is it so cold?"
"I don't know...it's so cold"
"I'm already an Immortal Lord, so why can low temperatures still harm me?"
"Haha, no wonder those people were reluctant to give up their rooms. I'm afraid we were the only ones who didn't know this would happen."
Someone spoke angrily.
Everyone reacted and realized, yes, those people were still unwilling to give up their room keys in the face of life and death crisis. Had they known that such a thing would happen at night?
So they are the only ones who don't know?
"Go settle the score with those people!"
"Yes, let's settle accounts with those people!"
Everyone reached a consensus in an instant, stood up their almost frozen bodies, and walked towards the second floor tremblingly.
Then there was a knock on a door:
"Help me, it's so cold outside!"
"Haha, you guys gave up the room yourselves, so you have to bear the consequences!"
The person in the room did not open the door, but mocked through the door.
The people outside immediately became angry:
"If we hadn't handed over the keys, do you think you could have kept yours? There's always someone who can't keep theirs, so why can't we help each other?"
"You're overthinking it. The world of immortal cultivation is cruel. We won't put ourselves in danger. As for you, just wish yourself the best!"
After the man in the room said this, he ignored the people outside no matter how they cursed him.
It is impossible for them to be good people!
The people outside the room were tired of cursing, or maybe it was just too cold outside, so they decided to try another room.
However, the responses I received were similar to those from the owner of the first room, or they simply ignored these people.
They were almost going crazy. Some monks who only had the cultivation level of celestial immortals had collapsed on the ground, their faces as pale as paper, their lips purple, and their bodies curled up, as if they would die at any time.
The others did not dare to delay and, enduring the pain of the cold gnawing at their bones, knocked on the door one after another.
At this time, Ye Feng's room was very hot. Ye Feng was holding an alchemy furnace in his hand, and eight pills surprisingly appeared in it. The most important one was a top-grade spiritual pill!
The little flower fairy beside him clapped generously:
"Wow, Master Ye is so amazing!"
As for Dan Sheng on the other side, her eyes were dull and she looked incredulous. Now she finally believed that there were people in the world who were born to make medicine.
This medicine refining technology is equivalent to others' ten years of work in one day. How can others survive?
"Hey, I think I'm pretty awesome too!"
Ye Feng scratched his head embarrassedly. There were no words in the world more beautiful than the praise of a beautiful woman.
When Ye Feng was about to continue refining the spiritual grade pill, the door suddenly rang, and a faint call came from outside:
"It's so cold outside, could you please be kind enough to let us stay in the room for the night?"
Ye Feng walked to the door in confusion, and heard the same words from outside. It could be heard that it must be very cold outside at this time. Even a cultivator of this level could not bear it, and his lips were trembling.
However, Ye Feng suddenly curled his lips into a sneer, thinking that these people were plotting against him.
Haha, that’s quite interesting!
If it were him a year ago, he might not be prepared to open the door, but you have to know that he is now the young master of the Ye family who can order the massacre of other people's entire families. The original Ye Feng is no longer there.
So these people... he felt there was a better place to go!
Then Ye Feng spoke with a somewhat worried tone:
"Are you all right?"
"Will you save us? Please, I know you are the kindest person in the world."
When the people outside the door heard this, they realized that this was not a bad word and that someone was replying, so there was hope!
Then hope appeared in their eyes, but some people had evil thoughts in their hearts.
Since someone had snatched their room keys, they would wait for the person in this room to open the door and then do the same to take over the room!
"But my room is at the very back, and the people in the front won't let you in. Why is that? Could it be that you're bad people, so they're on guard against you?"
Ye Feng spoke cautiously, which stunned everyone outside the door.
The kind people they met were still a little wary, which made this group of people feel annoyed.
However, they were waiting for Ye Feng to open the door and did not dare to show any angry voice.
Then he pleaded bitterly:
"They are all evil! Only you are a good person who can save us!"
"Then you swear that you won't do anything out of line to me after you come in."
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