Saying goodbye to the fat man who had just met, the five people of the White Night continued their journey to the imperial capital, there was still half a month before the opening of the Beifeng Frontier, and they needed to find out the news, after all, the strength of the Star Silence Sect was still limited.

"Little junior brother, I'm hungry. Shuanglu pulled the corner of Bai Ye's clothes, Bai Ye turned around, and when he saw his senior sister like this, he already knew in his heart, no need to ask, how could a cultivator be so hungry, he must have eaten his barbecue.

Along the way, Bai Ye never thought that he would conquer such a good popularity for himself because of the cooking skills he achieved in the Bishan tribe.

"What then?"

"Why don't we get out of town now?"

"Why don't we find a good immortal residence to deal with first, we have already gone deep into the imperial capital, and it will be extremely troublesome to go out. ”

All five of them fell silent for a moment, thinking about a foolproof solution.

"Come with me, I'll do it this time. Beiming Qiantong thought for a moment, and then smiled at a few people, already making plans in his heart.

"Ming Lou. Two gilded characters are engraved on the whole restaurant, the whole restaurant is divided into nine floors, straight to the sky, white fog is swirling, and there are cranes chirping, flying around the building. Standing downstairs in the white night, looking up at this restaurant, you can feel the extraordinary just from the appearance.

Entering the restaurant, Bai Ye and Leng Chen's three daughters followed behind Bei Ming Qiantong and walked upstairs. "I've seen a big ...... Miss, Miss, please. Xiao Si came to meet him, and when he saw the Thousand Pupils of the North Styx, he first looked respectful, and then under the eyes of the Thousand Pupils of the Northern Styx, he immediately changed his words.

"Senior sister, do you have anything to do with this Ming Lou?" asked Shuanglu.

"It's nothing, I have a friend from the Cold Night Royal Family, who used to have a few meals here when he came out to practice. ”

"Our seat is on the fourth floor, you come with me. ”

"Xiao Er, tell me to go down, today on the third floor of the entire Ming Building, our son has chartered the venue. A big black-faced man with thick eyebrows shouted. Behind him, there was a group of people, the leader of whom was a young man dressed in a fiery red and gold-patterned costume.

"Who dares to take care of the Ming Building?" said a monk who was eating.

"Old Five, abolish the cultivation and throw it out. ”

"Yes, Lord Seko. ”

The black-faced man was instantaneous, and the black light flashed, and just now the monk was already lying on the ground, and he could only wail and moan in pain. "Waste...... Scrapped?" The surrounding diners were in an uproar.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have asked Cui Haoran for your list today, please leave by yourself, I will give you three breaths. The young man in the fancy costume stood with his hands in his hands, his face contemptuous.

In less than three breaths, there were only a few diners on the third floor of the Ming Building, which was originally full of people and lively, and there was only one table left.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you leaving?"

"Brother, don't you know, that is the son of the King of Xiliang of the Great Yan Dynasty, it is rumored that he has reached the high level of the Yuan Infant Stage, coupled with his power, who would dare to provoke the monks on the third floor of this Ming Tower. ”

"Let's go, let's go, go to the second floor, and just be bad luck today. ”

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Bai Ye was originally going to go straight to the fourth floor with the four daughters of the Northern Thousand Pupils, but after listening to the conversation of the monks around him, his steps stopped, only because he heard one word, "King Xiliang of the Great Yan Dynasty." The sharp red glow flashed in his left eye.

He could never forget the rain that lasted for seven days and seven nights. A rain, a killing, ruined everything for him, but also brought him a new lease of life. He stood in place, quietly watching the arrogance of the prince of Xiliang.

"Since Your Excellency is the prince of the King of Xiliang, why do you want to bully us as ordinary people, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?" The person who spoke was an elegant young man, dressed in a white robe, carrying a bookcase, at this moment he stood in front of Lao Wuyi and his party, his eyes were full of righteousness, and there was no fear on his face.

"Who are you?" asked one of the attendants.

"A man who reads. ”

"I said that you are a scholar, and you dare to offend our Royal Highness. The black-faced man smiled, raised his hand and was about to grab it at the shoulder of the elegant young man, and a black light shone in the palm of his hand.

"How could this young man be so reckless?"

"Alas, it's a pity, a good reader, it's so wasted. I heard that he is the first Hanlin writer in the cold night country in the past 20 years, not to mention talented, but also very courageous and knowledgeable, and he is a rare person with good character. ”

"That's fine, in the cold night world, after all, it's not a reader. ”

"What do you know, do you just let the so-called Xiliang prince of another country be arrogant on my cold night?"

"You can do it, there's so much nonsense. ”

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It's just that the one who vomited blood and flew out was not the elegant scholar in the eyes of the surrounding visitors, but a young man in rags.

"Yo, use the child to block the knife, and it's really a reader on a cold night. ”

"You...... No... Nonsense, yes sir...... gave me food, it was my husband who gave it to me... Everything, I just know... Sir is a good man!" The boy struggled to support his body with his hands, his eyes full of stubbornness and anger. Even though he could feel his vitality running out, he smiled.

He has no regrets about blocking this blow for this elegant scholar. What he still remembers is that the snow drifted that night, and the animal meat given to him by a kind person that night has been exhausted, and in their Beiliang, in their deserted small village, the older generation often said that reading is the best way out.

It's a pity that he hasn't had time to become a scholar yet............ One by one, he has lived a difficult life since he was a child, he has a younger brother and sister, how many cold nights, the three of them hugging each other to keep warm, how many cold nights, he has tried all means, just to get something to eat............ But fortunately, before leaving, his husband had already helped him settle the lives of his younger siblings.

"Now, it's your turn, little whiteface. The black-faced man grinned with a mouthful of white teeth, and struck out again, grabbing the elegant scholar.

"There will be a battle between the North Liang and the West Liang, and there will also be a battle between the cold night and the great fire. The elegant scholar groaned slightly, and then closed his eyes silently, he knew that he was not the opponent of the black-faced man in front of him, he was at least a monk, but unfortunately, he was not.

A gorgeous bewitching red light flashed away, and the next moment, the entire three floors of the Ming Building were filled with the screams of the black-faced man. He tightly covered his dantian, but it didn't help to do that, his cultivation, his cultivation in the Dan period, was abolished.

A white-haired young man appeared in front of the elegant scholar for no reason, and he stared at the crowd in front of him, especially paying attention to the son of King Naxiliang, Cui Haoran. The murderous aura was invisible, and it quietly spread, causing the temperature of the entire three floors of the Ming Building to drop by dozens of degrees.

Cui Haoran's face was slightly solemn, but then there was a vicious look in his eyes, which just covered up his panic. He didn't believe that six peak and three Yuan Infant powerhouses would not be able to subdue a kid who had just entered the Dan.

"Go up, all of you, suppress this son, and remember, I want to live. The corners of Cui Haoran's mouth hung a wicked smile, the nameless boy in front of him who killed one of his house slaves should be very suitable for him to practice the evil art given to him by his father.

"Yes, I will obey the orders of His Royal Highness. The nine of them shouted in unison, and at the same time disappeared in place, heading towards the white-haired boy who was staring at them.

Facing the attack of the nine strong men, he did not have a trace of panic, and the ants were only worthy of being ants after all. Twelve brilliant red rays appeared behind him, and a head of white hair moved with the strong wind set off by the nine people.

"You're all going to die, what's the hurry. The white-haired young man groaned, he raised a hand, and pointed quietly ahead, above his fingers, there was a faint red glow, that was the Shura Dao, and the Emperor Killing Method evolved in it.

"What a big breath. A sturdy man smiled disdainfully and blasted at the white night with a punch. He had been at the peak of the Dan Stage for a hundred years, and when facing this young man, he actually had the idea of breaking through the realm and fighting.

A "boom" explosion resounded throughout the three floors of the Ming Building, and in just a breath of time, the nine people had already arrived at the position where Bai Ye had just stood, but Bai Ye was nowhere to be found. And by the time the nine people reacted, the sturdy man had already broken an arm.

Blood couldn't stop gushing out from his severed arm, and he looked around in horror, the speed of this white-haired young man was terrifying, could it be a genius disciple hidden by some Dao system. The nine attacks all failed, leaving only the man with a broken arm.

But they saw the figure of the young man appear in front of their son, and glanced at him. "No, this can't be ........." Cui Haoran let out a miserable scream, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime. How could these nine people know what kind of picture their own family has seen.

There was a river of blood, a mountain of bones, and between the bitter wind and rain, there stood a thin figure, and no matter how much he shouted, he could not get an answer from the figure. The figure just looked up at him, and he had a feeling that he was about to fall here.

"You can die. Bai Ye pinched his neck and lifted him from the ground, twelve gorgeous red rays surrounded the two of them, and in Cui Haoran's fainter and fainter screams, "You...... It's an evil cultivator..."He eventually turned into a white skeleton and was thrown aside by the white night.

At this moment, purple tulips bloomed all over the entire three floors of the Ming Tower, and a delicate and powerful ice dragon let out a silent dragon roar, which had the power to shock the heavens and the earth. Under the ambush of the sea of flowers and the ice dragon, a total of eight people turned into ice sculptures and finally disappeared into the sea of flowers.

"Bai Ye, thank you for your help. ”

"Tell you that the so-called King of Xiliang, the debt of Bishan, should be repaid. ”

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