"Come on, here's the nine-clawed fish you wanted, scrambled quiche..."

In a short time, plates of fragrant dishes are served on the table. Shi Yuanxuan also quickly took out the old wine he had collected, and filled Fu Cang with a big glass, he was impatient, and just after a full cup, he raised his head and took a sip, and finally, Shi Yuanxuan felt that it was too troublesome to pour wine one by one, so he directly picked up a jar and drank it.

The sound of cattle drinking was particularly eye-catching in the silent inn, and the drinkers looked sideways one after another, looking at Shi Yuanxuan with disdain, thinking to themselves what kind of monk this was, a dead drunkard.

"Yuan Xuan, they all tell you to be polite when eating, no, you are despised again. Bai Yilin seemed to be smiling, and lowered his voice to laugh.

Where did Shi Yuanxuan care? Instead, he made a louder voice like a demonstration.

The silent inn was filled with the only sound of a regular swallow.

The drinkers stopped their chopsticks and focused on this table.

In the face of such deliciousness, Fu Cang couldn't even arouse the slightest interest. The scorching gazes projected from all directions made him feel like he was on pins and needles. That kind of gaze feels like an enemy meeting.

Hehe, the feeling is coming.

Fu Cang secretly laughed in his heart, as a Chinese traverser, Fu Cang knew that one of the characteristics of being a protagonist was to absorb hatred. It's just that he doesn't know now, and he doesn't want to know why he sucks hatred as soon as he enters the inn.

After all, the current situation is somewhat special, and if there is a conflict, I am afraid that it will attract people from the Heaven Swallowing Alliance.

He ate a piece of wolfbeast meat, chewing on it and secretly looking around, but accidentally made eye contact with a hateful eye. It was a handsome boy in a gorgeous costume, but he stared at Fu Cang with a cannibalistic gaze, as if to say, "Boy, you are quite fat." ”

... When a man sits at home, woe comes from heaven...

Hold back, when you don't know.

Fu Cang quickly retracted his gaze and lowered his head to eat. Suddenly, there was a fleshy warm feeling on his left arm, Fu Cang was startled, and when he looked at it, he realized that it was Nangong Yue who leaned over.

She leaned obliquely, almost leaning on Fu Cang's body, and her slender jade arm was close to Fu Cang's arm.

Her body fragrance even dilutes the delicacy of the delicacy.

"Come, brother, eat this piece~~~" She sandwiched a piece of meat for Fu Cang, and her tone of action was very intimate.

Hu hanging, bitter gourd, this is the pseudonym of Fu Cang's concealed identity. He didn't want Zhang Qianchou to recognize him in advance. Not only Fu Cang, but even Bai Yilin has a pseudonym.

Bai Yilin is a pseudonym White Pigeon

Shi Yuanxuan's pseudonym is Jiuwei

Nangong Yue is pseudonym Gong Nan

Fu Cang looked at Nangong Yue, a little flattered, he couldn't help but sigh, Nangong Yue is generally the key to absorbing hatred. It's really a disaster!

"Yue'er...... You uh...... So many people are watching. Fu Cang felt that the hatred in those eyes was even stronger.

Nangong Yuemei's eyes blinked, the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, and said, "Have you forgotten?" We are husband and wife now, if we are not intimate, what should we do if we are seen through?"

"But ......"

Nangong Yue hurriedly handed the meat sandwiched on the chopsticks to Fu Cang's mouth, and said coquettishly: "Taste it, it's really delicious." ”

I don't know if it's intentional or not, her voice suddenly became extremely delicate, and people felt numb when they heard it.

"Smack!"

Fu Cang saw that a young man had dropped his chopsticks and was holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

"............" Fu Cang continued to bury his head in eating, he didn't want to get into trouble.

At this time, Bai Yilin next to him smiled. "Sister Yue'er, don't play tricks on him, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Brother Fucang will really be dragged out and singled out. ”

"Poof..."Nangong Yue covered her mouth and chuckled.

In their laughter, Fu Cang had an expression of "who am I" and "where am I".

He didn't know what the two of them were laughing at, wasn't it just hated, it wasn't worth laughing at.

"Well, I'll tell you. In fact, almost all of us have heard of the people in this inn. Bai Yilin took a sip of a piece of meat, and his movements were elegant.

Bai Yilin's answer was a little unexpected, "What? Aren't they all people who came to attend the Yuehuamen Introductory Conference? How can you know?"

Bai Yilin put down his chopsticks, looked at the teenagers, and said, "On the surface, they are the children of the family who came to participate in the entrance conference, but secretly they are the young masters of some tribes. ”

"Poof......" Fu Cang choked on a sip of wine in shock. He hurriedly wiped it before asking, "Impossible, right?"

"How could it be? I saw them. If you don't believe it, you ask Sister Yue'er, she has almost seen these young masters. Bai Yilin looked at Nangong Yue and handed over the topic to her.

Nangong Yue pouted and smiled, "Of course it's true, most of the people here are young masters of some tribes." She paused, and then said, "The young master of the Pinglai tribe, the young master of the Daru tribe: ...... Many, much. ”

God, I didn't expect this small inn to gather so many young masters of the tribe.

"As for their cultivation...... They seem to be hiding their Xuan Qi, but I remember that their cultivation should be around the realm of spirituality. Nangong Yue continued.

Cultivating in the realm of spirits?!

At such an age, he has the cultivation to enter the realm of spirit, and he deserves to be the pride of the sky. You know, Fu Cang is still in the early stage of the Dust Realm!

But Fu Cang didn't think it was strange. First of all, their cultivation starting point was higher than Fu Cang's, and as young masters, they had cultivation resources hundreds of times better than Fu Cang's. If Fu Cang had these resources, Fu Cang felt that he would definitely not lag behind them, and might even leave them far behind.

Instead of complaining, Fu Cang quickly thought of another thing.

"I'm afraid they're all here for the blood crystal. He said.

Bai Yilin nodded in agreement, "I think it should be, it's just, how did they receive the news? ”

It's suspicious.

Fu Cang frowned and pondered.

He wondered, why did they know that the blood crystal was in existence, why did they know that the blood crystal was in the hands of Zhang Qianchou?

Nangong Yue also learned from Fu Cang's appearance, frowning and pondering, but she never liked to use her brain, so after thinking about it for a while, she couldn't hold on.

"Could it be a conspiracy?" she looked at Fu Cang, her eyes were full of expectation, and she wanted to solve Fu Cang's worries.

Fu Cang didn't speak, but tore off a big chicken leg and gently put it on Nangong Yue's mouth.

"Yue'er, while eating. ”

"Hmph. Nangong Yue snorted with her pink cheeks, but she didn't continue to make trouble, she bit the chicken leg and ate it.

Fu Cang smiled.

The tense nerves were relaxed, Fu Cang buried his head in eating again, and Shi Yuanxuan also came over to toast, and gradually, the eating atmosphere returned to the same as before, and the inn was lively again.

It may be that after drinking a few sips of wine, Fu Cang's mind thought of another point, and he asked Nangong Yuedao: "Yue'er, what do you say about the specific cultivation of these young masters of the tribe?"

Nangong Yue blinked her eyes and thought for a while before she said, "If you are the highest, there should be ...... Enter the peak of the late stage of the Soul Realm. It's the guy who wanted to draw his sword and cut you just now, he is the young master of the Dacheng tribe, called Duan Peng, and he is also my suitor. ”

“...... Suitor ?......" Fu Cang's attention was a little off, "Yue'er, you actually have a suitor in the late stage of the Soul Realm?" You must know that this Peng's strength is already on par with Brother Jun. ”

Fu Cang suddenly remembered what Mo Jianjun had said before, he said that Yue'er was one of the three beauties of Huangtian City, and there were many suitors, some of whom pursued fanatics, and even set up a courtship ring because of this.........

But these are nothing in Nangong Yue's eyes, "What's so powerful, people don't like him, Brother Jun said, you must find someone you like......" As she spoke, she casually glanced at Fu Cang.

She folded her fingers for a moment, and then said, "It's not just him, half of the people here have pursued me." ”

"Admire. ”

Fu Cang couldn't laugh or cry. He never thought that what Mo Jianjun said was not an exaggeration at all, Nangong Yue really had a group of loyal suitors.

As he spoke, there was a commotion at another wine table.

Duan Fei looked at Nangong Yue and Fu Cang talking and laughing, and there was an extreme imbalance in his heart. Why can that kid make eye contact with his own goddess?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and after a few sips of wine, he staggered up.

Paragraph ...... Brother Duan Peng, no. A teenager grabbed Duan Peng, but Duan Peng shook off his hand vigorously, and he said viciously: "Lao Tzu can't swallow this breath!"

With that, he strode forward and smashed the wine glass in his hand into Fu Cang's head.

Although Duan Peng's smash didn't use Xuan Qi, after all, it was the body of the late stage of the Soul Realm, how could the strength be something that Fu Cang, a weak person from the Dust Realm, could withstand?

"Whew!"

The wine glass pierced the air and hit Fu Cang's head hard, this smash, Duan Fei was about to beat Fu Cang's head and bleed, give him a dismount, and let him know the fate of fighting for a woman with him.

"Bang!" a crisp cracking sound rippled open.

As expected, Fu Cang didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was directly smashed in the face by the cup.

The cup shattered and shattered into powder, which showed the strength of Duan Peng's throwing.

However, Fu Cang was unscathed, and the slightest scar on his face could not be found. He wiped away the scum from his face, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Hehe, you seem to be very angry?"

“............”

Duan Peng was stunned, and everyone was stunned. As for Duan Peng's blow just now, the huge power contained in it was comparable to a blow in the middle of the Living Spirit Realm, but Fu Cang was actually able to carry it with his body without relying on Xuan Qi armor!

This...... How powerful is this body?!

Can a person who has come out of the Dust Realm have this kind of body?!

Duan Peng felt that it was not himself who was giving Ma Wei now, but Fu Cang, a dignified person who had entered the late stage of the Soul Realm, and he couldn't hurt a rookie who came out of the Dust Realm, and his face was embarrassed.

The face is lost, but the momentum cannot be lost. Duan Peng straightened his chest and shouted, "Boy, do you know that she is the woman that Lao Tzu wants to pursue?!"

Fu Cang smiled and nodded, and he said, "Of course I know." ”

Duan Peng showed a murderous smile, and his expression was even pulled out of the sky, "If you are interested, hurry up and get away, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!"

You're welcome? That's going to start?

The innkeeper lurked aside, although he was a little reluctant to shop, but he didn't dare to stop it. He is used to disputes between monks, such as fighting for women, pills, and exercises, and he has seen a lot.

In addition, he was also very unconvinced, why could Fu Cang get the favor of this lovely man?

Fight, fight, fight to death.

Almost all the people in the inn were full of hatred for Fu Cang. However, there are also some discerning people.

"Tut-tut, this Duan Peng is really a brainless guy. In the corner of the inn, a young man in cloth muttered.

"Boss, is there anything wrong with you saying that?" asked the honest young man beside him.

"The girl and the boy are obviously pretending to be a couple. A discerning person can see it at a glance. The cloth-clothed boy said.

"I don't understand. The honest boy shook his head in question.

"Stupid! Let's take your sister-in-law, usually when I am with her, my eyes are full of affection, you look at the two of them, the woman's affection is lingering, and the man's shimmering shrinkage, it is obvious that it is a fake couple. The cloth-clothed boy said, took a sip of tea, and looked at Fu Cang with a good look.

"If you provoke Duan Peng, I'm afraid that young man will suffer in the future. ”