"Cher, eat slowly, don't rush. ”

An old two-story wooden building, a dilapidated bluestone alley, and a tattered small wooden table, the aroma of wine and meat is rich, wafting in the air.

Vankeju is the name of this shop.

Although the shop is small, but there are many visitors, although the street is deserted, there are still pedestrians, walking through the long street, stepping through the ancient bluestone alley, making a special trip to enter here, enjoy a delicious taste in the mortal dust.

The wooden building is not big, and there is an endless stream of visitors, among which there is no lack of strong breath of the Yuan Infant Repair. Ye Qingyan tasted the unique iron pot stewed meat while looking at the monks around him.

Such a scene has almost never been seen for her who grew up in the imperial dynasty since she was a child. She didn't understand that the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage should already be regarded as top-notch cultivators in this ordinary big iron city, but why a group of such strong cultivators wanted to taste the fireworks of the world here.

"Ink ...... It's okay ............."

Mo Yexue was holding a pair of wooden chopsticks, and her way of eating was still a pleasure that did not match her temperament.

If there is one of the most eye-catching seats in the entire small wooden building, it should be the table of the white night. Although the woman in red stuttered a little when she spoke, many people were fascinated by her voice alone.

It was an indescribable tenderness, but it was cold, as if it did not belong to this world. Ye Qingyan just silently moved the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, looking at the white-haired young man and the woman in red in front of her, there was an indescribable bitterness and complexity in her heart.

"Maybe only a woman like her can be worthy of him. After all, I still have to carry the mission of my family........."

"Have you heard, the Golden Scale List is real, just the day before yesterday, it appeared outside the Great Iron City. ”

"Indeed, a group of talented people have also been identified. ”

"Fellow Daoists, why do you call them geniuses?"

"I heard that the Golden Scale List was originally the magic weapon of a great cultivator in this era, but for some reason, it was left behind when that great power entered the ninth realm, and it evolved on its own, and it evolved to this point today. ”

"Yes, I once read in a classic book that the Great Cultivator was once a scholar in the Northern Realm...... The so-called title of genius is also for the sake of a thought in my heart. ”

"This fairy, my son-in-law wants to invite you to go upstairs to drink and have fun with him, I don't know if you can appreciate your face and go with the little one. ”

The moment this voice sounded, Bai Ye's face immediately became a little ruddy.

"I don't know who your son-in-law is?"

Listening to Bai Ye say this, although Ye Qingyan was silent on the surface, she sighed in her heart, how can she see that this entourage has the cultivation of the Dan period, why is it so short-sighted.

"My son-in-law, but the second son of the city lord's family, known as His Royal Highness Mu Bai, the head of the three heroes of the Great Iron City. ”

"If you know each other, hurry up and get out of here, because you are still young and your cultivation is still weak, and Lord Ben can still spare your life. ”

This person secretly transmitted the voice to the three of Bai Ye, in his opinion, even if it was three monks in the infant stage, in this big iron city, their son could eat them to death, not to mention that these two boys only had the breath of the foundation building period.

However, Bai Ye just lowered his head and silently tasted the plum wine of Beiliang with a wine bowl. He didn't pay any attention to the man's intentions.

"Give you time to breathe, and disappear. ”

Bai Ye didn't speak, but Ye Qingyan, who was also bowing his head and drinking, muttered. Because of this change, even her mood became angry.

And the person who looked like a follower saw that the three of Bai Ye didn't react, and immediately a surging True Yuan surged out from his body. For a while, the entire small wooden building was shrouded in his coercion, and the scene on the first floor instantly became bleak, quite tense.

"Since you kid doesn't have long eyes, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Qingyan, Xue'er, have you eaten enough?"

"Not yet. ”

"No, I don't. ”

"Then go on, Xiao Er, serve. ”

Listening to Ye Qingyan and Mo Yexue's answers, Bai Ye smiled, without the slightest intention of putting that person in his eyes. A brilliant ice-blue finger shot towards the three of them in the middle of the white night.

"Alas, the red face is a disaster........."

Some people lament that in Beiliang, it is not all the folk customs like Longcheng. No matter how bright the light is, it is still shrouded in darkness, and this world, and even the whole world, is like this.

However, just when they thought that a tragedy was about to happen before their eyes, the scene in front of them made them stunned. The entourage of the Yudan, who was still arrogant and domineering one moment, fell motionless the next moment, and unlike before, he became lifeless.

The woman in red slowly stood up from her seat, stretched out her white jade finger and lightly touched it on the sharp finger. Then she turned around and sat in the arms of the white-haired young man, Bai Ye raised the wine bowl in her hand and collided with Ye Qingyan in the air.

Everyone was stunned, they were shocked, but they also knew one thing: the second son of the city lord's family, this time I am afraid that he will kick the iron plate. Some people sighed, and some people gloated, and the few strong people in the Yuan Infant Stage on the first floor of this small wooden building shrank their pupils.

Even if it was based on their cultivation, they could only see a faint red glow, flashing with a faint brilliance, passing by the sharp fingers.

Bai Ye raised his hand and gently stroked the three thousand green silk of the beautiful woman in his arms. At this moment, his eyes were full of coldness and tenderness. For endless years, there have always been insects that don't have long eyes and will fly into his candlelight.

Today was the first time Mo Yexue had woken up since she fell into a deep sleep, and he didn't want to affect her good mood. Ye Qingyan put down the bowl in his hand and let the cold and turbid wine flow in his throat.

Her cheeks were slightly red, rather drunk. It's been four or five years since I knew this boy, and she's grown a lot taller, but he hasn't changed in the slightest. The more time passed, the more she couldn't see through.

This young man is decisive in killing, and his strength is terrifying, but he is like another person in the face of friends and even relatives.

Born in the emperor's family, it was Ye Qingyan's deepest feeling, she knew how much she was carrying, the more so, the more she envied the free and easy behavior that this young man inadvertently showed.

In her heart, this person is like a deadly glass of wine, intoxicating, deep in it, unable to extricate herself.

"The fairy is so skilled, it really makes this son Yaxing make a big deal, come and take down those two garbage. ”

An elegant-looking boy stood on the top of the stairs, looking at the three of Bai Ye with contempt, in his eyes, the woman in red was destined to become his plaything, and the two men, in his big iron city, killed it.

"Ink ......"

White Night Drinking, Mo Yexue leaned into his arms, whispering in his ear. As the elegant boy's voice fell, ten strong breaths appeared beside the three of Bai Ye.

Eight knots, two infants.

"You, do you still know the royal law of Beiliang?"

Ye Qingyan raised her head, a blue light appeared in her eyes, she was angry in her heart, along the way, she witnessed the heroic folk customs of this land of wind and snow, and she had a good impression of the Beiliang people who gave her a different feeling from the smoke and rain in the south.

As the brilliant green flame ignited, her aura rose rapidly. The peak of the knot, the low level of the Yuan Infant Period, the middle level of the Yuan Infant Period.........

"In this great iron city, my pastoral mansion is the king's law. ”

With the fierce shout of the elegant boy's face, the ten figures shot out in unison, and all kinds of runes flowed, exuding a strong aura, and in the blink of an eye, they suppressed the three of them in the white night.

"Yo ......"

A fox roar sounded from behind Ye Qingyan's body. The cultivators raised their eyes and looked, and the shadow of a green fox slowly emerged, and a terrifying cyan Xuangang with green flames moved with the rhythm of the ten fox tails of the green fox.

For a while, the ten monks who suppressed the three of Bai Ye, Ye Qingyan alone made a move, and blocked five of them. Of course, these five are quite comfortable, and the other five are not so much that they are suppressing the White Night, but that the White Night is suppressing them.

Three brilliant red blades floated in the air, using the power of supreme Shura to forcefully suppress the remaining three Yudan-stage monks, but Bai Ye's figure had already disappeared in place, and he appeared in front of the two Yuan-infant stage monks.

At the moment when he had the intention of killing, Bai Ye had to endure the discomfort of his body, especially when he was in a violent situation, and the feeling of resisting the erosion of the curse became especially strong.

This is a warning, he must break through to the current realm, otherwise no matter how strong his physique is, he will not be able to resist the terrifying erosion of this curse mark after all, after all, it comes from immortals.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang........."

A series of bones shattering sounded, and Bai Ye used himself as a soldier, Fan Li's demonic power rose and swirled, forcing the two Yuanying monks to fight with him hand-to-hand.

His strong physique and strength beyond his essence were his only advantages in the face of two Yuanying cultivators whose cultivation was higher than his. But now, he has divided half of his strength to suppress the curse seal, and in the face of a strong enemy, he only has a part of his power to use, and then there is this body.

Even so, the two Yuan Ying Xiu were quite dumbfounded at the moment. They waved the broken flying sword in their hands, and a strong sense of powerlessness filled their hearts, and for the first time since their cultivation, they felt that cultivation suppression was so useless.

How can a human race monk use his physical body to destroy magic weapons out of thin air, and the spells they cast with True Yuan are all blocked by this young man with his physical body, this is simply a humanoid beast.

The fierce fight caused a lot of commotion in this small wooden building, but it quickly subsided, just because such a thing, whether in the mundane world or in the cultivation world, was already a common thing.

In just a moment's breath, the eleven people, including this Mu Bai, were nailed to the wall by the blade of Bai Ye's Shura power, their qi was very weak, and seven of them had completely lost their vitality and turned into seven shocking blood corpses.

"No...... Don't kill me......"

The white-haired boy stood quietly in front of the remaining four, a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha Buddha ........."

The door of the small wooden building suddenly opened, and countless snowflakes swept away by the cold wind, followed by a bald monk.