Those who can do business in Fire Spirit City, the holy city in the minds of monks, even ordinary people have a deep background, otherwise it would be impossible to mix here.

A humble beggar made up in the streets and alleys is even frighteningly big, so anyone in the Holy City has to be a man with his tail between his legs.

But the white-eyed wolf didn't eat this set, and directly grabbed two meat buns from others, and ate them while running, and the two meat buns were already in the stomach in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the white-eyed wolf didn't sell Ye Fan, and drilled in the crowd, and after a while, the big man with the knife was gone.

Ye Fan and the others approached and found that there was a big sign poked outside the small door, on which five big characters were written: "The No. 1 Dragon Meat Bun in the World".

"Wow! What a breath! It just so happens that everyone hasn't eaten, let's also taste what this world's first dragon meat bun is like. Shen Ximen walked into the steamed bun shop with great interest.

"I've grown so big, I really haven't eaten dragon meat, and I'm going to open foreign meat today!" Shen Tu shook his head and walked in.

Three other players from other sects or families also followed, and a group of eight people picked up two tables and sat down.

"Boss, how do you sell the world's first dragon meat bun?" Shen Ximen beckoned the boss and asked with a smile.

"One for five copper plates! How many people are coming? ”

The boss with a bad face didn't catch up with the white-eyed wolf, came back depressed, and saw that there was a big business coming to the door, so he immediately changed to a respectful smile and asked.

"What? Did I hear me right? Dragon meat is a rare thing in the world, why is it only one of five copper plates, so cheap? Shen Ximen plucked his ears and asked in disbelief.

"Hey......

The boss laughed dryly and explained, "You don't know that I'm not a real dragon. Besides, don't say it's my small shop, even the emperor can't get real dragon meat, it's good to have Jiao meat! ”

"Then you are ......"

Zhang Taiyi pointed to the big sign poked outside and asked.

"Isn't this pulling the flag as a tiger skin!"

The shopkeeper explained, "Isn't there a saying that although it is not real dragon meat in my small shop, it is real donkey meat?" Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground, in the small shop, it is actually donkey meat buns, but donkey meat is not good, so I changed it to dragon meat! ”

So that's what happened!

Everyone was relieved and admired the whimsy of the shop owner, who could even come up with such an idea, no wonder business was booming!

"Okay then, let's taste your steamed bun that dares to claim to be the world's first dragon meat bun. If it's really delicious, we'll make a name for you, just go on, and stop when we say we don't want to. ”

Shen Ximen waved his hand with interest, and asked the shopkeeper to serve the buns, which could make the white-eyed wolf look at it, indicating that the buns he had here should have something unique.

Although he has not been with the white-eyed wolf for a long time, Shen Ximen still believes in the taste of the white-eyed wolf. This guy has very bad tastes, and ordinary good things can't get into his eyes.

"Grandma drops. Go in and eat steamed buns without saying call me! ”

In the crowd outside the door, the white-eyed wolf secretly grinded his teeth, very angry at Shen Ximen and the others for forgetting them.

Soon, a shrewd boy of twelve or thirteen years old came over with two large trays, each with a mountain of buns piled up, and the outside was shaky. The color is golden, and it looks particularly appetizing.

"I'll try it first!"

Shen Ximen, like a glutton, reached out and grabbed one, took a bite of most of it, and chewed it twice. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised it repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, fat but not greasy, it tastes good!" ”

Hearing him say this, the others couldn't help it, and they picked up their chopsticks one after another to join the army of eating steamed buns.

Maybe everyone was really hungry, or maybe the buns in this bun shop were really delicious, and everyone ate up a plate in a short time.

In the end, after three plates in a row, everyone was full, and the shopkeeper brought up a large teapot at the right time and poured a cup of tea for everyone.

Just after eating greasy things, a cup of tea clears the heat and lowers the fire and moistens the lungs, which is wonderful!

When he came out of the bun shop, Ye Fan also specially packed forty or fifty of them, ready to bring them to the white-eyed wolf, this guy watched them enter the bun shop, but he could only dry his eyes outside, and he must be angry.

After passing through several streets, everyone came to the palace suspended in the air, and immediately someone greeted them and brought everyone into the palace.

This is a very magnificent palace in the air, carved beams and paintings, resplendent gold, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, and it is only the huge power and financial resources of the Treasure Pavilion that can have such an air palace.

"You're finally here!"

As soon as he walked into the palace, a familiar voice came into Ye Fan's ears, and when he looked at it, it was indeed Ya Ling, the person in charge of the Xuanwu City Branch of the Treasure Pavilion.

At this moment, Yaling was wearing a simple and elegant long skirt, and her waterfall-like black hair was combed into a bun, and a wooden hairpin was inserted horizontally on the bun, and the whole person looked elegant and fairy.

"Yo! Isn't this Miss Yaling? I haven't seen her for many days, and Miss Yaling is becoming more and more immortal! ”

Shen Ximen greeted him with a smile, he and Yaling were old friends, so they spoke very casually.

"Fat Shen, you're fat again!"

Ya Ling avoided Shen Ximen without a trace, and said with a smile: "There are still six days before the start of the competition, if you don't dislike it, you can live here!" Although the Treasure Pavilion is not rich, it can still entertain you for a few days. ”

"That's a good dare, if I couldn't eat and drink here for nothing, I wouldn't be too lazy to take this trip!" Shen Ximen immediately agreed.

The three of the other sects and families would love to be able to live here, not only to save money but also to have a relationship with a huge force like the Treasure Pavilion, and they would not refuse.

"These are ......"

At this moment, a slender young man walked in from outside the main hall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extremely handsome, and his body was shrouded in a faint layer of holy light, like a god walking in someone's house!

Seeing Ye Fan and the others, the young man asked Miss Yaling suspiciously.

"Chang Gung, you're here, I'll introduce you!"

Seeing the person coming, a glimmer of light flashed in Yaling's eyes, and he immediately smiled and said to Ye Fan and the others: "This is called Jin Changgeng, the holy son of our Treasure Pavilion, and he will also participate in this competition." ”

Hearing that the person in front of him turned out to be the Holy Son of the Treasure Pavilion, everyone couldn't help but be moved, even Ye Fan was no exception, this Jin Changgeng gave him a very special feeling, and he couldn't tell what it was.

All in all, this Holy Son was unusual, and he must have extraordinary abilities, otherwise it would not have been possible to stand out among such a large number of Treasure Pavilion disciples and become a Holy Son.

Every Holy Son is a holy place, and the most outstanding of the younger generation of disciples of the Supreme Sect and other huge forces must not only be powerful, but also have extraordinary luck and understanding.

"These two are the Supreme Elder of the Xuanwu Sect, Senior Wang Qingshan and Shen Fatzi, you have seen them, I will not introduce them again!"

Before Yaling's voice fell, Shen Ximen intercepted the words dissatisfied, and said: "Yaling little girl, you are discrimination, serious discrimination, why is he Wang Qingshan a senior, and he will become a fat man when he comes to me?" ”

"Because you're fat!"

Yaling smiled slyly, directly ignored Shen Ximen, who was jumping to his feet in anger, and then introduced Ye Fan and the others to Jin Changgeng.

"You are Ye Fan?"

Hearing the name Ye Fan, Jin Changgeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Ye Fan for a moment and asked.

"Exactly!"

Ye Fan looked at him calmly, his eyes were as clear as water and as deep as a well.

"But that Ye Fan who set off endless turmoil in Qingzhou?" Jin Changgeng continued to ask.

"I can't talk about it, it's just that in order to save my life, I have to do it!"

Ye Fan didn't know that his series of actions in Qingzhou had made him famous throughout the Southern Regions.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Jin Changgeng laughed and said: "Well done, the Qing family is marrying the Imperial Spirit Family, and it looks like 2580,000, I have long wanted to teach them a lesson, but I didn't expect you to do it for me." ”

"They want to kill me, and in order to protect themselves, I can only let those who want to kill me die early!" Ye Fan said.

"Domineering, really domineering, I like it!"

Jin Changgeng nodded and said to Ye Fan: "It's too late today, you take a rest first, and tomorrow I will be the east and introduce a few people to you." ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Ye Fan's heart moved, the person who can be valued by Jin Changgeng, the Holy Son, is afraid that at least his status is no worse than Jin Changgeng, and it is very likely that he is other Holy Sons.

In the tomb of the Thunder Venerable, although Ye Fan had a brief contact with the Ancient Saint Son and the Tianxuan Saint Son, after all, everyone knew each other for the first time, and at that time, Ye Fan could say that in addition to good luck, his strength was not in the eyes of those two people at all!

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…… (To be continued.) )