The enthusiasm of the hawker is like buying vegetables in the vegetable market, but his appearance is a little stumbling.

Jiuying didn't care, greeted the vendor with a smile, and took the initiative to invite this person to a seat.

As soon as the peddler sat down, his eyes kept wandering over Bai Ye and Yan Lie, and the two of them were uncomfortable.

"Nine Infant Immortals, you no longer live in your Ten Thousand Dry Forests, mix with these two plague gods, be careful not to please you, but lose your life!"

The peddler suddenly said this, although there was a smile on his face, but everyone could hear that he was showing off his skills.

However, some people can't hear the meaning of these words, this person is Geng until death.

"Stinky food, who do you say is the plague god?"

Yan Lie interpreted the essence of "what do you see" very well, and did it when he didn't agree with him, but fortunately, Bai Ye glared him back with his eyes in time.

"Don't mind, sir, my brother's temper is a little violent, but his nature is not bad!" Bai Ye apologized.

The peddler smiled and said, "The main thing is that his brain is not good!"

"You!" Yan Lie is upright, but he is not stupid, can he not hear the words?

Bai Ye glared at him again, and when he saw Yan Lie withdraw his fist, he asked the peddler: "Sir is so well-informed, I admire him, since Sir knows so much, he should also know why we came to you!"

The peddler nodded, stretched out his hand casually, and shook it in front of the white night.

How could Bai Ye not know that the vendor was reaching out to ask for money, but he didn't know the price of a message, so he could only ask Jiuying.

Jiuying understood, took out a Qiankun bag from his waist, and handed it directly to the vendor.

The peddler was not polite, he opened the Qiankun bag and glanced at it, and the smile returned to his face, and he said with satisfaction: "You want to know the whereabouts of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, right?"

Bai Ye nodded and said respectfully: "Please also ask Mr. to make it clear!"

The peddler unhurriedly pinned the bag to the waistband of his trousers, slowly stood up, and was about to leave.

"Hey, you haven't said where anyone is!" roared.

The peddler turned around and smiled: "You guys are so stupid, what I don't mean to tell you, just let you not ask, go back!"

"Wait a minute!" Bai Ye's face was ugly, staring at the vendor, and said, "What do you mean?"

The peddler sighed and said, "Do you have to be more plain?" well, then I'll tell you that the man you're looking for is dead!"

"What?" the three of them were dumbfounded, they didn't even know when the vendor left.

"How is that possible?" muttered Bai Ye, as if he had lost his mind.

Yan Lie was uncomfortable and comforted: "Boss, people can't be resurrected after death, you can look at it." If you are really angry, let's go back to Purple Star Heavenly Emperor City, or go to Xiji Heavenly Emperor City, as long as you can be comfortable, I can accompany you to do anything!"

Jiu Ying sighed and said, "I have dealt with that vendor countless times, and this person's information is absolutely accurate, since he said it...... Then it must be, please relax the host!"

Even though the two kept comforting, Bai Ye still couldn't relax, he stayed in his seat, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Tianji said that the Qinglian Sword Immortal was in the Eastern Emperor Immortal Domain, at that time, he relied on the calculation of the heavenly machine, so naturally there would be no mistakes, and now only half a month has passed, and the Qinglian Sword Immortal is dead, how is this possible!"

"Impossible!"

The white night suddenly erupted, and a pair of fierce eyes were full of anger.

This roar attracted the attention of countless people in the lobby, and many people wanted to open their mouths to scold, but they were forced back by the anger.

"Boss, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!" Yan Lie hurriedly dissuaded.

Bai Ye glanced at him, and said with a grim face: "Go find the vendor just now, be sure to find him back, even if you turn the entire Kunpeng Immortal City upside down, you have to find him out for me!"

These words frightened Jiuying, he broke out in a cold sweat, and persuaded: "Master, don't do it." You think, how can you know so many things with the strength of that peddler, he must have a huge force behind him, if we offend them, we will really become the target of public criticism!"

"Targeted?"

Bai Ye sneered, and said nonchalantly: "So what, is it rare for me to become the target of public criticism?"

"Blazing!"

"Yes!"

"Catch me back, no matter what method you use, even if you break his leg, you have to bring it back!"

"Please!" Yan Lie laughed loudly and rushed out of the door, while Bai Ye sat there, closing his eyes and recuperating, not caring at all how anxious Jiu Ying was.

A moment passed, and there was a terrible scream outside Juxian Building, followed by the noisy chatter of Xiao Er and the restaurant owner.

"Guest officer, you put the person down, this person is not something you can offend!"

"Zhang Sanren, you're okay, do you want me to call a doctor for you!"

"If you beat people like this in broad daylight, there is no royal law!"

In the noise, a heavy footstep stepped into the Juxian Tower, only to hear a plop, as if the sound of a sack falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Yan Lie's usual roar: "Du Te Niang's shut up Lao Tzu, it's not who Lao Tzu is targeting, what Lao Tzu wants to say is that everyone here is rubbish." If you don't accept it, it's a fart for just beep!"

Not to mention, his voice really worked, and the whole restaurant suddenly quieted down.

"Isn't it just beating people, who hasn't seen it, come on, continue to eat!"

"The so-called indecent don't look at it, don't say it, it's not about yourself, hang it high!"

"A bunch of nosy guys, let's all disperse!"

The crowd came like a tidal wave, and dispersed.

When Bai Ye opened his eyes, Yan Lie walked over with the vendor like a chick.

At this time, the vendor was covered with bruises, and his emaciated face had gained weight several times, and if it weren't for Yan Lie's identification, Bai Ye wouldn't have recognized it.

"Uncle spare my life, where did I offend you, let's just make it clear, as for doing it?" said the peddler without tears.

Bai Ye and Jiuying were wondering, listening to the hawker's words, they didn't seem to know the reason.

Yan Lie scratched his head and said stupidly: "I was very angry when I found him, so I didn't speak, I beat him first, I was also afraid that he would resist!"

Bai Yeqi smiled, waved his hand and said, "None of this is important, let me ask you, about the Qinglian Sword Immortal, what you said is true?"

The peddler nodded frantically and said, "Of course it's true, we sell intelligence, reputation is the most important, how dare you deceive people!"

Bai Ye didn't believe it, and asked again: "When you say 'we', do you mean that the source of the information is not because you have seen it with your own eyes, but through the news passed on by others?"