After entering the main road, Yan Li found that there were gradually more pedestrians, most of whom were Jianghu guests wearing hats and swords.

It was drizzling in the sky.

The steep spring breeze stirs the new sprouts and makes a rustling sound.

Yan Li suddenly caught a glimpse of a peach blossom tree, blooming next to a roadside wine shop, and couldn't help but walk over.

"Hey, little brother Gu, slow down, it hurts ......" The bitter Taoist priest was supported by him, and naturally walked over involuntarily.

One of his feet was exposed, Yan Li checked it, and it was really swollen, so he concluded that this guy was really pretending to be a master, and he almost deceived him. Of course, this little injury can be cured at any time, but it is just a deliberate attempt to make this guy suffer a little.

walked into the wine shop, and threw him on the chair angrily, "She also fell into a pit, why is she okay?

The shopkeeper walked over, nodded and said, "What do the three guest officers want to eat?"

Yan Li said: "A pot of wine, two catties of beef slices, and a basket of steamed buns." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Daotong, "Another bowl of hot tea." ”

"Gotcha. The little second brother immediately went to get busy.

Yan Li walked out of the wine shop and came to the peach blossom tree.

The pale pink flowers of the tree were full of white and red, and the light fragrance penetrated into his nose, as if she was beside him, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but take out the portrait that was stored close to him.

The number of customers at the liquor store is gradually increasing.

Yan Li felt a lot of strange gazes.

He didn't care what others thought of him, he was a man of his own course, but the gaze of these people made him put away the portrait and walk back to the wine shop.

He walked slowly, and his gaze did not linger in one place. There are five tables and twenty chairs in the wine shop, and at this moment there are eighteen of the twenty chairs, and the only one that is not full is his table, where only the big and small Taoist priests are sitting.

It was as if they were all there at the same time.

The shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear and was busy.

Xiao Daotong is holding hot tea and drinking.

The bitter Taoist priest said, "Pour wine." ”

Xiao Daotong immediately stood up and poured wine, but whether she sat down or stood up, she always held her axe.

Yan Li returned to his seat, untied his long sword, placed it next to the square table, grabbed a steamed bun and was about to bite it, but suddenly stopped.

The eyes of everyone around seemed to be pale and pitch black.

He didn't see anything else in it.

Aren't these two the colors closest to death?

He put down the steamed bun and said, "How far is Jinyang?"

"It's not far," the bitter Taoist priest devoured, and said indistinctly, "You are in Jinyang, how can Jinyang be far away?"

Yan Li quickly understood the meaning of this sentence, and he saw the long pavilion opposite.

When the long pavilion arrives, Jinyang is indeed not far away, just ten miles.

However, if you walk slowly for ten miles, it will take a lot of effort. Just as when you are on the verge of breaking the realm, it looks like you may break through at any time, but in fact, there is still a bit of a distance.

He also saw that there was a wild cat in the pavilion, Xu had just finished eating, and was licking his paws.

Isn't it afraid of passers-by?

Of course, I am not afraid, because passers-by don't know when, there is no one, as if they are all crowded into a small wine shop at once.

The shopkeeper's chubby face had already smiled like a flower.

Yan Li slowly put down the steamed bun.

Xiao Daotong intimately picked up the flask and poured him a glass.

Yan Li took it up and drank it all and put down the wine glass.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the direction of the peach tree, like a giant wheel rolling, and then, the side of the wine shop was "banged" open, and something rolled in, and it was a golden ball as big as a wheel.

Along with it were scattered petals.

It's a mesmerizing color, and each petal seems to bring back a memory.

It was as if only memories remained.

Yan Li looked at it stupidly, but his hand was already stretched out to the hilt of the sword.

The hilt of the sword is black, but the hand is pale.

The golden ball rolled onto the bitter priest's back, and he seemed to have just noticed it, and the horror slowly crept up his face.

At this moment, Yan Li had already drawn his sword out of its sheath.

The sword flashed and paused.

All the sounds, all the movements, all the stops.

The bitter priest's face was bloodless, because his scalp had been shaved off, and if he went down a little, his skull would split in half like the golden ball behind him.

The golden ball that was split in two suddenly pierced out dozens of sharp spears.

Yan Li's left hand was against the tabletop, and the table was torn apart, and the bitter Taoist priest was caught off guard, so he fell down and avoided the sharp spear.

Xiaodao Tong's eyes quickly grabbed the flask and glass.

Yanli's cup.

The sword light flashed again, the spear blade fell, and half of the golden ball split.

Yan Li picked up the tip of the sword again, and the other half flipped over his head and slammed into the counter.

And then there was a man.

Half of the golden ball suddenly turned into a golden chair, and the man sat on it.

This is a dwarf-like villain, sitting cross-legged on the small chair seat, looking at Yan Li and letting out a sharp weird smile, "Gu Guanlan, hand over the Witch God Treasure, my Golden Wheel Boy can consider letting you go!"

Yan Li didn't turn to look at him, as if this person had no value to look at at all.

He just caught Xiao Daotong's cup, and then waited for Xiao Daotong to help him fill the wine, he took it and drank it slowly, "Bring the antidote." ”

Everyone was puzzled when they heard this, he seemed to be in a good state, what antidote did he want?

In the blink of an eye, I found the sloppy Taoist lying on the ground twitching, foaming at the mouth.

"How do you know I've been poisoned?" the gnome sneered.

Yan Li said lightly: "I also know that only if you eat wine and food together, you will be poisoned." ”

The dwarf monster laughed, "Of course there is an antidote, as long as you hand over the things." ”

Yan Li said, "Who told you that I have a witch god treasure?"

The dwarf said: "It is rumored on the rivers and lakes, who doesn't know that you have a witch god treasure on you now?"

Yan Li said: "That is to say, you don't know the source of this news. ”

The dwarf sneered, "I don't know, I just need to know what you look like." ”

Yan Li said: "I don't want to know what you look like." Because by listening to your voice, I will know what you are like. ”

The dwarf's face suddenly turned red with anger, and he let out a strange scream, "No one dares to laugh at me, and everyone who dares to laugh at me is dead!"

As soon as the words fell, the chair he was sitting on suddenly shifted towards Yan Li like a wheel, and before that, he had thrown cold stars in the sky, each of which seemed to contain some kind of momentum.

Yan Li flicked his hand, the wine glass rose into the air, and his free hand was held towards the hilt of the sword.

As if just a touch, the hilt of the sword shot out like lightning, piercing through the cold star in an instant.

"Underestimate me?"

The dwarf reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with a strong force, the hilt was broken. Although the hilt of this sword is a mortal soldier, it is not something that can be broken casually, and it is impossible to see that his small body contains such strange power.

But that's just the hilt of a sword.

Yan Li's sword has been struck.

He still had his back to the gnome.

The fragments of the golden ball that had just been scattered on the ground suddenly flew up.

Gathered in front of the gnomes, a golden shield was formed.

The sword light will flicker, and the shield will immediately tear apart.

The gnome screamed and ran away.

Suddenly, there was a "Gege" coquettish smile, accompanied by a coquettish smile, and a wave of air with peach blossoms poured in from the gap.

When Yan Li heard the laughter, his heart sank.

The wave of air was icy blue, with a piercing coldness, and the heart sank to the bottom.

Because the source sea was suddenly icy and snowy.