Looking at the Immortal Tower, as soon as the five short-lived rangers said something, the atmosphere on the second floor suddenly became weird.

Wang Qiyu's expression froze, and he was about to have a seizure.

Bai Ze pressed Wang Qiyu's hand, and his eyes signaled him not to act rashly.

Wang Han was eating and drinking leisurely, and Chen Qing also looked lively, but Su Wen's eyes were gloomy, and the fan in his hand was unfolding, revealing his murderous intentions.

On the second floor, Li Rong, the head of the palace, pressed the wine glass in his hand on the table, snorted coldly, stared at the five short-lived rangers, his fierce eyes showed a fierce murderous aura, and his tone was gloomy: "Your Excellency, didn't you drink too much?"

On the second floor of Wangxian Tower, many diners looked at Li Rong.

"Drinking too much?" At the adjacent table, among the six people, someone laughed, slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and scolded, "Brother Tiger's amount of alcohol, how can you guess this old man?!"

"Wu Na chick, come and pour wine for the master!" shouted the five-short ranger, slapping his fat palm on the table, making a small sound.

The guests on the second floor of Wangxian Tower had different expressions, some frowned, looked at the half hundred men at the table, and then looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old, pink-carved female baby, and felt quite unfair in their hearts, wanting to intervene in the dispute between the two parties.

Su Wen couldn't hold back, and already wanted to do it.

At this moment, Bai Ze suddenly stood up.

"Oh, isn't this my grandson Wang Wu?" Bai Ze looked at the five short-stature rangers, with a look of surprise on his face, and said to Wang Qiyu, "Young master, look, isn't this Wang Wu who stole our family's things and was kicked out of the mansion?"

"Isn't it Wang Wu?" Wang Qiyu immediately understood when he heard Bai Ze's words, and began to sing double reeds.

The six people over there were stunned.

Bai Ze laughed and said, "Grandson, why didn't you come to toast when you saw your grandfather? Your father is also here!"

As he spoke, he looked at Su and asked.

When Su asked, he was furious, "Your father!"

"Where did the little rabbit cub come from, he dared to pretend to be my grandfather!" said the five-short-sized ranger angrily, and the case was slapped.

"Damn!" Wang Qiyu slapped the table and stood up, "How come Wang Wu, although you have been kicked out of the house by my father, you can see that the young master and me, dare not come to kneel down?!"

"Little bunny!" the five short-lived rangers were about to cut people when they caught the knife.

Bai Ze sneered and slapped Moyu on the table, everyone only heard a sword sound, Moyu had already flown out, and the sword body slammed on the face of the five-short-sized ranger, directly pumping the ranger's face full of blood.

"Grandson, is you disrespectful to the young master?" Bai Ze's face was gloomy and he grinned, "What, looking for death?"

Li Rong and Liang Shiyu were frightened by the scene in front of them, only to see Wang Qiyu winking at them, and they had already guessed in their hearts at the moment, and they did not move.

In the Wangxian Tower, the diners posed to watch the play.

The six of them were clearly looking for something.

But before Li Rong and Liang Shiyu could react, the five people at the other table suddenly stepped sideways. The diners are not stupid, and Bai Ze and his gang are also clearly talking nonsense with their eyes open, and they want to find trouble with those six people.

There has been a commotion here, and over there, in the private room on the second floor of Wangxian Building, the little guy hurriedly went to report to the shopkeeper that someone was making trouble, and the shopkeeper was eating wine with the gods on the mountain.

"Woe to the shopkeeper!" said the little servant.

"And don't panic. "The shopkeeper is an elder over fifty years old, full of shrewdness, and he can set up such a large restaurant at the foot of the Yunhai Immortal Gate of the First Immortal Sect in the Northern Territory, which is by no means idle.

And to say that it is to eat wine with the gods on the mountain, in fact, it can only be regarded as accompanying wine.

The person who was eating wine with the shopkeeper of Wangxian Tower looked like he was just a young sword cultivator in his twenties a year. But the shopkeeper's attitude towards him was respectful.

There is no other reason, this young sword cultivator is the core disciple of Qi Yunfeng of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and his identity is very good.

Yunhai Immortal Sect has a large number of fairy children, who have no cultivation talent themselves, and are just mortals, doing miscellaneous labor for those immortals on the mountain. There are not a few immortals on the mountain, but there are also those who do not open the valley. Those fairy children are working hard, and part of it is cultivating and supplying food for those immortals who do not open the valley.

Can the food eaten by the gods be the same as that of the fairy children?

The gods on the mountain have mercy on the fairies and will reward them with the surplus food they eat. But these are not enough to eat, and they have to take worldly food from the bottom of the mountain for fairy children to eat.

And the source of food under this mountain is through this Wangxian Tower!

Over the years, the shopkeeper of Wangxian Tower has also gained a lot of benefits. Now that he is over seventy years old, he looks like fifty, and his body is quite tough.

Even a few years ago, the gods on the mountain took pity on him and taught him a method of breathing and breathing, saying that it could prolong his life.

The shopkeeper never thought that there would be such a good thing, he didn't dare to slack off, practiced day and night, and after more than a year, he really had a sense of deafness and clarity.

"Since someone is making trouble, it's better for Shopkeeper Chen to take a look. The young sword cultivator said indifferently, put down the silver chopsticks in his hand, and behaved elegantly.

Let the fairy see smile. Shopkeeper Chen smiled and asked cautiously, "Dare to ask the immortal chief, maybe go together?"

The young sword cultivator thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "It's okay." After all, it is the realm of my Xianmen, and if I dare to make trouble, I should be the shopkeeper of Chen. ”

"Thank you, Immortal Chief!" shopkeeper Chen was overjoyed.

Shopkeeper Chen and the young sword cultivator walked out of the private room side by side, and the outside was already dry.

I saw a young man in the first place, with a rather extraordinary temperament, stepping on the short-lived ranger with one foot on one or five short figures, and patted the ranger's fat cheek with the scabbard fiercely, his eyes were full of banter, "Tsk, grandson, I haven't seen you for a few years, have you forgotten how your grandfather beat you back then?"

The table on which the six men were had been crumbled, and two lay beside them, their swords unsheathed and thrown on the ground, and they were about to snort.

The remaining three people saw that the situation was not good, but they didn't dare to run away, and scolded stubbornly: "That little girl, dare to hurt my brother!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the knife and slashed at Bai Ze's head.

"Your brother?" Bai Ze looked disdainful, "So, aren't you all my grandsons?"

On the second floor of Wangxian Tower, the lively diners laughed one after another.

The three rangers grabbed the knife and slashed it, but Bai Ze didn't avoid it,

It was Su Wen, without saying a word, pulling up the bench under his buttocks, and smashing the bench over, making the first person dizzy, unable to find the north, and rolling his eyes when he landed, and knelt down directly.

"Ask less, it's okay!" Bai Ze said with a smile.

These people, one is really invincible in the lower three realms, two are small invincible in the lower three realms, plus one is a supreme in the four realms, and the six rangers are not touching the four realms, which is not enough to see.

Su Wen poured the true qi into the bench in his hand, snorted coldly, dodged, and put down another bench.

In the end, the man finally got scared and ran away.

Su Wen didn't bother to chase after him, the bench in his hand had already beckoned out, and Bang hit the back of the ranger's head with a bang, smashing him straight and falling to the ground.

This side has not finished fighting, over there, at the door of the private room, the young sword cultivator has already pulled the shopkeeper Chen as if he couldn't avoid it, and hurriedly slipped into the private room.

"Immortal Chief, how can this be?" shopkeeper Chen looked confused.

"It was my uncle who fought just now!" the young Jian Xiu held back for a long time, and said this sentence that he couldn't tell whether it was a shame or a long face.

"Ah!" shopkeeper Chen was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously, "The young man in white with extraordinary bearing?"

"It's not just him. The corners of the young Jian Xiu's mouth twitched, "The person who picked up the bench and smashed people is too." At the end, he said, "The two who are sitting on the side watching the play are still my uncle." ”

Shopkeeper Chen was stunned and speechless for a while.

The immortal chief's uncles fought in the restaurant, I really don't know if this is his honor, or if he deserves to be unlucky today.