In Qingteng Zhai, Yang Huaiping poured Bai Qiulian a cup of Bashan Night Rain, and he calmly opened his mouth to Bai Qiulian, who was holding the leek yellow in the plate with chopsticks, and said: "What are you going to do in the future!"

Bai Qiulian put the leek yellow in her mouth and chewed it, she pondered for a moment and said: "What else can I do, of course, I marry a chicken and a chicken, it's so difficult that you don't want me because you think I'm ugly!"

Yang Huaiping frowned, he smiled bitterly and said: "The girl is naturally beautiful, and my Yang Huaiping can get the favor of the white girl is really a blessing accumulated by burning high incense in the previous life and smoking from the ancestral tomb, but the white girl, I am not from this world, I have to find a way to cultivate, and then find a way to return to my original world."

"It's so hard to say that being with me prevents you from cultivating, as long as you, who have a pure heart and few desires, you can still breastfeed and nourish and refine the god of pure yang!" Bai Qiulian looked at Yang Huaiping with an angry face.

Yang Huaiping let out a sigh of relief and said with a bitter gourd face: "White girl, you misunderstood me, you said that I am not a tree, a stone, you are a beautiful woman lying next to me, can I be indifferent?"

Bai Qiulian drank the Bashan Night Rain in the cup on the table, and her calm tone made people feel a heartfelt throbbing, "You know that I have been waiting for someone in my life, do you still want me to wait for another person?"

"But I have no choice, I came out with you this time to hang out, just to tell you that I am going to retreat and cultivate, and after achieving the Jindan Dao, I will go in and out to find a way back to my original world, if you are willing to wait for me, I will take you with me when the time comes!!" Yang Huaiping poured a glass of wine and turned it around in his hand, he hesitated for a moment and then drank it all.

Bai Qiulian fell into a long silence, and then she seemed to be a little relieved, but Bai Qiulian seemed to have a hard time accepting all this in front of her, she didn't speak, just used chopsticks to eat the dishes on the table.

At this time, a gray-haired, face full of vicissitudes, holding a small bench, carrying an old erhu with a cardamom girl, eyes as clear as water, walked into Qingteng Zhai.

The old man put the small bench on a bamboo platform in Qingtengzhai, and he began to pull up the erhu in his hand, and the little girl next to the old man sang a song "Pinghai Tide" with a clear throat.

Hearing the performance of the old and the young in the Qingteng Zhai, the diners in the Qingteng Zhai stopped the chopsticks in their hands one after another, poured a cup of tea from the table, and tasted the tea leisurely.

After singing a song, the audience was silent, just as the girl took out a large porcelain bowl with a missing piece from her arms to ask for a reward in Qingteng Zhai, a man dressed in white, with long starry eyebrows and sword eyes, looked heroic and extraordinary, walked into Qingteng Zhai.

At this time, the figure was a little fat, and the shopkeeper with a pair of small eyes walked up to the man in white with a smile on his face, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Meng Jianshen can come to the shop, it really makes the shop flourish, Meng Jianshen, please, there is a good private room specially reserved for the sword god!"

Immediately, the shopkeeper of Qingteng Zhai looked at the thin little guy who put a gray handkerchief on his shoulder, and he said loudly: "Xiaofuzi, you go to the * next to Meng Jianshen to find a Qingqi person to accompany the wine, the sooner the better!"

Just as the thin little guy was about to run out, the man in white waved his hand towards the shopkeeper of Qingteng Zhai to signal that it was not necessary, and then he looked at the door and said: "Second brother, come in quickly, if anyone in this Qingteng Zhai dares to move a finger of you, your eldest brother and I will wipe his neck with a sword!"

At this time, Meng Sanyin, a scholar with a blue nose and swollen face, walked in, he timidly stretched out his hand and pointed to Yang Huaiping, who was carelessly eating fat intestines, and said, "Big brother, he beat me!"

The man in white pulled out a three-foot Qingfeng from his waist, and he walked towards Yang Huaiping angrily, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but sigh when he saw the person coming, "These people are really annoying, and they can't eat a meal!"

When the people of Qingteng Zhai saw the famous sword god in Furong Town draw their swords, they all got up from their seats to make room for the man in white.

The man in white pointed at Yang Huaiping with a sword, and he said in a cold tone: "The boss of this Qingteng Zhai is my friend, I don't want to make trouble in his shop, you beat my brother, I think it's time to settle this account, you go out with me, let's solve this matter in person!"

Yang Huaiping poured a cup of Bashan Night Rain, and he drank it all and said to Bai Qiu: "You just wait for me here, I'll go out with this man in white!"

Bai Qiulian scooped a spoonful of seaweed egg drop soup and took a sip, she looked at Yang Huaiping with unquestioning eyes, "I'll go with you!"

The man in white didn't say much, he took the lead and walked out of the Qingteng Zhai Restaurant, Yang Huaiping immediately followed, and the people in the Qingteng Zhai Restaurant all followed out to see the excitement.

Yang Huaiping motioned for Bai Qiulian to stay away from him, and he said slowly to the man in white: "I haven't done anything with anyone for a year, don't you want to deal with me, then you can make a move!"

After the man in white silently recited a few obscure mantras, the flying sword in his hand came out of his hand, suspended in the air, and instantly conjured up countless sword shadows, and the man in white shouted, "Hurry!"

Suddenly, countless sword shadows flew towards Yang Huaiping, but Yang Huaiping stood in place and avoided it, he slowly closed his eyes and plunged his mind into a realm of emptiness and clarity.

The next scene that surprised the man in white appeared, and the countless sword shadows he conjured up were all blocked by the natural true qi around Yang Huaiping's body.

At this moment, Yang Huaiping suddenly opened his eyes, and he directly broke the sword that reached out and grabbed the real sword in countless sword shadows.

Immediately, Yang Huaiping walked to Bai Qiulian's side, he put his arm around Bai Qiulian's shoulders and asked, "Is the white girl full, if you are full, let's leave this Furong Street!"

Bai Qiulian pursed her thin lips, and she said indifferently: "I'm full, there is a cloth village in front, when I pass by there, I'll buy some cloth and make you a decent dress!"

Yang Huaiping stopped, he grabbed Bai Qiulian's shoulders with both hands and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I also have my helplessness, I hope you can understand my hardship!"

Bai Qiulian didn't speak, she pulled Yang Huaiping and walked straight to the cloth in front of Furong Street, she stared at Yang Huaiping and said, "You stay with me for the last night, after this night, you can retreat again!"

Yang Huaiping leaned over and kissed Bai Qiulian's forehead, and he said seriously: "I promise you!"

"Look at this cyan fabric, if you think it's okay, I'll buy it and make a dress for you?" Bai Qiulian pushed Yang Huaiping away, and she took a turn in the cloth and picked up a roll of cyan fabric.

Yang Huaiping smiled indifferently and said: "As long as you make clothes, I like them, but I am reluctant to wear the clothes you make, I'm afraid they will be worn out!"

After Bai Qiulian paid a spirit stone in front of the cloth counter, she asked the store to pack the fabric, and when the store packed the fabric, Bai Qiulian stuffed the fabric into Yang Huaiping's arms, "Take it, let's go home!"