After the envoy surnamed Pang said this, he slapped it down, and the entire counter was shattered in an instant, and the heads of the four little guys were like crooked melons and cracked dates, and they shattered with a "bang".

His gaze slowly fell to the shopkeeper.

A hoarse roar —

Pang Shan fell again.

Blood splattered.

There was a dead silence in the teahouse.

At the end of the corridor, two maidservants supported by the back of the wheelchair, pale.

They are just hired servants of this tea house, and they are the most innocent victims in this battle.

The matter has come to this point, there is no way to escape, there is no way back.

There is nothing that can be done.

They can only look at their masters.

Yu Huan's expression was a little painful, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The flames around him were stained with a hint of blood.

Ning Yi thought well, Yu Huan was able to sit in the position of the head of the Law Enforcement Division, naturally he was not an idle person, if there was no such "tragedy" and "catastrophe" back then, his legs would not be broken, and his cultivation realm would not fall again and again.

He only needed one hand to suppress this Nine Realms Body Refining Martial Artist surnamed Pang.

But now, he can only walk in the Spring Breeze Teahouse, pushed by two maidservants in a wheelchair, because there is everything in this world, but there is no "if".

Over the years, due to physical inconvenience and difficulty walking, Yu Huan has rarely interfered in the trivial affairs of the court.

He only does "things" that he thinks are right.

Outsiders think he doesn't take sides.

It's because he only stands on the team that he thinks is "right".

Yu Huan said expressionlessly: "Dongjing, I will pay the price for today's things." ”

He held on to the handlebars of his wheelchair and motioned for the two maids to step back.

His legs swayed, and he finally struggled to stand up.

The bandage that was tightly wrapped around the calf instantly oozed a large patch of bright red.

In the Spring Breeze Tea House, the flame burns.

It's red.

"Lord Yu Huan, the world respects you because when you were fighting in the north, you once brought back a demon monarch's head, and just by virtue of such feats, you can sit on the seat of the young head of the heavenly capital. The envoy surnamed Pang looked at the gray-haired man in front of him and said with a smile: "Don't treat people now, this time and that, the twilight of the hero, why struggle?"

He looked around and said with a smile: "Actually, I want to see, you are so persistent, what is the great man behind it, can it be bigger than the one in the Eastern Glass Cup?"

Yu Huan looked indifferent.

Pang Shan squatted down, picked up a piece of broken porcelain, and weighed and played with it in his hand.

In the next moment, his eyes suddenly became solemn.

The piece of porcelain vanished in the palm of his hand.

A fiery roar erupted in the air, and the broken porcelain slipped through the sound of a sonic boom, and a blood flower bloomed on Yu Huan's cheek.

The gray-haired "old man" fell back into the wooden chair with a somewhat depressed expression.

Yu Huan's legs, the white bandages that were entangled, were already scarlet.

Fortunately, the moment he stood up, he ignored the advice of "that adult" and resolutely finished reciting his seal spell.

In the Spring Breeze Teahouse, there are flames everywhere, and they are no longer spreading at this moment.

Gray sideburns swaying and falling.

The bun that tied the head of the ball broke with a click, and the long hair that Yu Huan had accumulated for a long time fell on both sides of his shoulders, making him extremely embarrassed, but his hands were folded together, and an unprecedented bright light burst out in his eyes.

"Knot!"

The formation that has been arranged in the teahouse for a long time is now open.

"Hum—"

Clear sound.

The messenger surnamed Pang frowned, "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", and four flame chains shot from the four corners of the roof, surging, unbelievable, instantly entangled his wrists and ankles, he tried to take a step forward, his steps were raised high, and he stepped down violently, hanging one foot above the ground, extremely "slow" and stagnant, unable to move forward.

Four chains of flame instantly bound his limbs.

Pang Shan frowned and shouted, "Break it for me!"

His hands crossed violently, trying to break free of the flame chains with the force of the instantaneous burst.

The sound of "clang" collided, tongues of fire overlapped, and with a bang, the surroundings of his clothes began to burn, and the skin of the refiner was extremely tough, even so, it began to glow scarlet at this moment, especially the wrists and ankles that were tightly cuffed by the flame chains, and white smoke was emitting.

Pang Shan's hat exploded in an instant.

There was scarlet anger in his eyes.

The four chains, along with the entire old teahouse, were stretched extremely straight.

Above the ridge, there was a clattering sound of the roof slabs parting.

What a great power is this?

Yu Huan narrowed his eyes, his mind was all on that formation, and at this moment he locked this envoy surnamed Pang, he never thought that this monk sent from the east would have such a terrifying brute force, and in this body, I am afraid that the power of a dragon and an elephant will be shallow.

"Could it be a cultivator of the Giant Spirit Sect?"

The gray-haired old man, his hair was withered, covering his face, his expression was quite haggard, but after three or four breaths, he felt exhausted, and he had never had such a difficult duel.

If you are ten years younger, even if you cut off your legs, you must be able to easily lock this person.

The fist is afraid of being less strong.

It's not the same old man.

"Ning Yi"

The temperature in the private room was slowly rising, and it was a little high.

The flames were burning, and the curtain in front of the door had been burned.

Xu Qingyan's snow-white skin was flushed, she was holding a hat in her hand, her palms were full of sweat, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Someone died." ”

For Xu Qingyan, the scene just now was undoubtedly shocking.

Killing people is like eating and drinking.

She couldn't believe it, couldn't understand it, couldn't accept it.

So she looked at Ning Yi.

Ning Yi closed his eyes, he didn't release his starlight, he didn't hide his bloody aura, he didn't try to hide Xu Qingyan, and he didn't tell lies to explain.

Ning Yi said calmly: "You think it's easier to kill people than drinking water, it's hard to imagine." ”

Xu Qingyan spoke abruptly, only feeling uncomfortable, and could only squeeze out one word from his throat: "Hmm"

"The reason why I'm still here to 'watch the play' is because I have to 'watch the play'. Ning Yi sighed and said: "I thought that this fire would not burn me, but it was said that Lord Yu Huan was falling into the realm, and I never thought that I would fall so badly, and even a Nine Realms body refining martial artist couldn't handle it, so it was no wonder that I could only retire behind the scenes to be the owner of a teahouse, and engage in the handover of some underground information, and this surnamed Pang came out of the southern Xinjiang to kill the embryo, followed the eastern glazed cup behind the killing and plundering, and brought this set to Tiandu, obviously the edict only wanted to take Yu Huan's head, but he had to take a few more, so that he could go back and invite the merit to receive the reward." ”

Ning Yi said depressedly: "Yu Huan doesn't want to stand in line, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to stand in line." ”

Xu Qingyan pursed his lips and said, "This surnamed Pang is a henchman of the Eastern Realm?"

"The word henchman is inappropriate, and the dead are almost the same. Ning Yi glanced at Miss Xu, whose face was flushed, and found that at this time, Miss Xu's face was too red, and she looked like she was wearing three points of shyness, which was cute, he suppressed his heart and pretended to be nothing, and explained: "Yu Huan is right, after today, it will be done, Pang Shan will be punished by the Nine Clans, and the eastern border should just want to take the life of a dead soldier to kill chickens and monkeys, and wake up." ”

"Sir has a vendetta against the East. Xu Qingyan reminded in a low voice.

Ning Yi paused, and said helplessly: "Yes, I killed Pang Shan, of course I can." But I killed Pang Shan, which is equivalent to helping Yu Huan. ”

Xu Qingyan was a little confused.

"Yu Huan doesn't stand in line, who knows if he has a team behind him?" This is exactly what Ning Yi is distressed about, and he said helplessly: "If Mr. Yu is a VIP in the Western Realm, it is not a good thing for me to help him kill someone." ”

Xu Qingyan suddenly realized.

She nodded seriously and said, "You must not help my brother, let's just hide from the show." ”

Ning Yi smiled bitterly: "How can this play be so good-looking?"

Xu Qingyan didn't know why.

Ning Yi pressed one hand on the oil-paper umbrella around his waist, and with the other hand, he gently picked up the hat and put it on top of Xu Qingyan's head, tidied up the soap yarn for her, and then pulled up the fragrant and soft little hand to build a divine bridge.

The divinity flowed, rolling like thunder in the scabbard, and the castration gradually boiled.

Ning Yi said softly: "If you are about to get out of the sheath later, I will pinch your hand, and you will close your eyes." ”

He paused and added, "Don't respond to anyone else's words except me." ”

Xu Qingyan nodded, silently recited twice in his heart, and said, "Okay." Noted down. ”

After doing all this, Ning Yi raised his head.

The smell of blood in the air had reached the private room just a curtain away, and the tea cups were beating and trembling restlessly on the table.

The whole house was shaking.

Yu Huan at the end of the corridor, Shen Nian has done his best.

He was about to lose his control.

The four flame chains, stretched extremely straight, and Pang Shan, locked in the middle of the Spring Breeze Teahouse, was still constantly strengthened.

Critical moment.

Yu Huan's divine thoughts, shuttling through the teahouse, seeking his colleagues to help.

Most of the people who drink tea in the teahouse today are newcomers from the government and the opposition, many of them are civil officials, and they have not even cultivated.

For example, the "Zhou Tingchao" just now is one of them.

I searched and searched, but there was no one available!

Yu Huan was almost depressed.

In a hurry, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his mind "knocked on the door" back and forth, and found that there was a "strange guest" in his tea house.

His divine thoughts shuttled in, but he was pushed out of the door by the sword qi, and it seemed that the other party's thoughts were quite strong, at least not weaker than himself.

Yu Huan seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly said anxiously with his thoughts: "Sir, since you came to this teahouse to drink tea, why don't you make a move at this time?"

There was a dead silence, no response.

Yu Huan gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, don't want to offend the eastern border?"

In that private room, Shen Nian seemed to be a little moved.

It seems that this is exactly what it means.

The gray-haired and long-haired young head of the Law Enforcement Department did not want to miss the help of this "mysterious master", and said hoarsely: "If Mr. helps today, Yu guarantees that Mr. will not regret it in his life." ”

Ning Yi held the oil-paper umbrella with one hand, narrowed his eyes, and said hoarsely: "Oh?"