At the end of the day, the streets were already full of traffic, and the shops ushered in a new day's business peak.

In the northwest corner of the town, the gate of a courtyard was opened from the inside, and there was no plaque on the door, and it was not clear who the owner of the mansion was.

A teenage boy jumped out of the door, the boy was more than four feet tall, wearing a white robe and a blue belt around his waist, which looked a little elegant.

Although his face has not yet departed from childishness, his eyebrows are clear, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he must be a beautiful man when he grows up.

Then, a young girl walked out of the door. In the past two years, Hua Ming's eyes and teeth have been bright, and the lotus steps are slender and moving, and anyone who sees it will be firmly attracted to the eyeballs.

The girl closed the courtyard door, slowly descended the steps of the door, ran a little forward, and the boy turned back, took the girl's jade hand, and the two walked together to the center of the town.

The two walked through several streets to the most prosperous 'Shifang Street' in town, and walked in and out of the shops, and the crowd was attracted by this combination all the way.

After an hour of shopping, the two of them went into a teahouse, asked for some snacks and tea, and sat down by the window on the second floor.

The girl's delicate face, from time to time, looked at the flow of people in the street, as if she envied that they could roam freely, and that she had to accompany the children.

The fifteen or sixteen tables on the second floor are almost full at the moment, and the eyes of the guests are all aimed at the shadow by the window, intentionally or unintentionally, and they feel that the tea in their cups is much lighter.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming downstairs from upstairs, and the girl was also attracted by this movement, turning her head slightly, and looking at the corridor at will.

The first to go downstairs was a man in white clothes, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and snow-white skin, and a handsome young man with a gorgeous robe.

Just walking left and right swaying listlessly, holding an unopened folding fan in his right hand, and tapping it on the palm of his left hand at once.

Immediately behind, there were four men in gray, looking at this posture, they should be the entourage of the young man in white.

The young man turned around the corner of the stairs on the second floor and was about to descend to the first floor. But his eyes seemed to find something, and he paused, and turned his head to look at the shadow by the window.

The man's eyes suddenly lit up, his listless face straightened, revealing a self-confessed chic smile, and he walked towards the window.

When the young girl saw this scene, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she turned her gaze back to the little boy across the table and said, "Long Yang, let's settle the bill and go." ”

"Sister Xin'er, it's hard to play for a while at a time, I haven't eaten the pastries here for a long time. The little boy was a little unhappy.

"Next time, my sister is taking you out, okay, we can't make trouble for my son. The girl said softly with deep meaning.

Hearing the girl's words, the boy named Long Yang also seemed to think of something. With a straight face, he said, "Then let's go, Sister Xin'er." ”

After speaking, he took the lead in getting up, took the girl's hand and walked towards the stairs.

Just after walking a few steps, he was blocked by the young man in white, Xin'er pulled Long Yang to the side and wanted to bypass it, but the young man on the opposite side also followed and continued to block in front of the two.

"This son, please get out of the way, we're going downstairs. Xin'er frowned and said.

The man smiled slightly, opened the folding fan in his hand, and shook it a few times before pretending to be elegant: "The girl doesn't have to leave in a hurry, I think it's also fate to meet the girl here, why don't I invite the girl to have a cup of tea?"

"No need, my little brother and I still have important things to do, so we won't bother my son. The girl said in a somewhat impatient tone.

As he spoke, he was about to leave again, but was stopped by the man again.

After doing this several times, Xin'er's face sank, and he said coldly: "What does Childe want?

"Haha.... Girl doesn't have to be like this, my son just wants to make friends with you. I am the third young master of the Bai family, and in Lianshan Town, few people can refuse my kindness. The man in white said with a light smile, but his tone was already a little overwhelming.

When the people around heard this, they all talked about it.

"I said, it turned out to be the third young master of the Bai family, no wonder it was like this. ”

"This girl is finished, and the woman that Third Young Master Bai has taken a fancy to will take it at any cost. ”

"Who doesn't know the arrogance of the third young master. ”

"Why did this scourge come out again, didn't you say that you went to Yueshan City?"

......

Xin'er's face was as cold as frost, and she said unceremoniously: "I don't care which young master you are, please get out of the way now, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Yo yo...... It really scared my son. The man said, pretending to be frightened and patting his chest.

"Haha, it's quite temperamental, my son likes to conquer you like this, take it away for me. After speaking, the folding fan waved, and the four doglegs behind immediately pounced.

Xin'er didn't make a move, but took a few steps back.

And Long Yang did use his spiritual power, the whole person was covered by spiritual power and emitted a faint silver light, his right hand stretched out and then four fingers were held in the palm of his hand, only the index finger was stretched straight.

Stepping forward, he quickly pointed out at the four people who pounced, and with the splash of blood and a few screams, the four people who pounced on him fell back at a faster speed than when they came.

The entire second floor was quiet, and no one thought that this teenage child would be a Soul Melting Cultivator.

The four people who pounced didn't check for a while, and they were all pierced through their palms.

The third young master of the Bai family was also shocked, thinking that he was in his teens, it seemed that he had just started to cultivate, could it be that the two of them were disciples of that big force.

To be able to be an evil person in Lianshan Town for many years, of course, he will not be a fool, and he is so swaggering outside without being stopped by the family, which also proves that he has the talent to make the family conniv, and a few years ago, he became an outer disciple of Shanhemen.

Although this is nothing in Shanhemen, it is already among the geniuses in Lianshan Town.

If the two people in front of him are really powerful disciples, since they have already offended, they can't let it go, otherwise there will be endless troubles, and when they think of this, their eyes are sharp.

With a wave of the fan during the operation of the spiritual power, a spiritual power shot straight towards Long Yang. Obviously, it is already a spiritual level cultivation, and it is still the peak.

Seeing the spiritual power coming in, Long Yang did not panic, such a situation would be encountered every day when he practiced with several uncles.

The spiritual power is running at a very fast speed, and suddenly the light of the index finger of the right hand is more vigorous, and the left hand holds the wrist of the right hand, so as to increase the strength and stability of the right hand. ”

He didn't dodge or say anything, his fingers actually pointed straight at the energy that shot at him, and the spiritual power of his fingertips fluctuated violently, producing a concussive force.

The third young master on the opposite side sneered in his heart when he saw this, thinking that under the suppression of the rank, how could his attack be so easily blocked. But the result made him stunned, and his strength was actually broken.

Although the little boy was shaken back several steps, the fact was that it was blocked.

The words that were just about to laugh at the boy's incompetence stuck in his throat, and his heart was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

A sense of shame and anger attacked his heart, his left hand retracted his fist, and then punched out with all his strength, and a white fist mark flew out and became larger, and it was as big as a grinding disc in front of Long Yang.

But Long Yang didn't even change his complexion when he saw this.

Just a few points of solemnity, the two palms are overlapped, the right palm is in front of the left palm is attached to the back of the right palm, the foot is lunging, and the overlapping palms are pushed forward.

Translucent silver rays erupted from the palms, then covered the palms and arms, and a childish voice sounded on the second floor:

"Aurashield Aura"