"It's back!"

When Ye Wushuang arrived outside the Star Pavilion, a smile appeared on the corner of the old man in the Star Pavilion, and his gentle gaze fell on Ye Wushuang's body.

At this time, the old man naturally discovered the changes in Ye Wushuang in the past few days.

When Ye Wushuang went out, his strength was not so strong, Ye Wushuang at this time gave him a very strange feeling, although Ye Wushuang was a cultivator of the Lingwu realm, but the moment the old man saw Ye Wushuang, he seemed to feel that Ye Wushuang was an existence in the realm of mountains and seas, this wonderful feeling made the old man of the Star Pavilion even more interested in Ye Wushuang.

Such an existence, even if it is a Tianjiao in Donghai City, compared to Ye Wushuang, it will be overshadowed.

"No wonder it's Engong's junior brother, at a young age, his strength is so strong, and his future is limitless. The old man couldn't help but sigh.

"Hello senior!"

Ye Wushuang heard the old man of the Star Pavilion talking to him, turned around and walked over, Ye Wushuang did not have a trace of arrogance, and nodded slightly at the old man.

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the old man's face showed a smile again, "Little friend, I'm so bored alone, how about I come over and have a drink with the old man?"

"Thank you, senior!"

Ye Wushuang did not refuse, walked over, and sat down in the tea shed, although the old man opposite was the master of the Xingchen Pavilion, the existence of the mountain and sea realm, and the cultivation was extremely powerful, but Ye Wushuang sat there with a calm face.

It was as if the old man on the other side was an ordinary person, not one of the overlords of Donghai City.

If an ordinary person sits in front of him, he must be respectful, and when the old man saw Ye Wushuang's appearance, he had a higher evaluation of Ye Wushuang.

"How old is Xiaoyou?"

The old man was very curious about Ye Wushuang's indifferent appearance, and couldn't help but ask.

He wondered how this little guy with such a young age in his eyes could have a sense of maturity that was not the same as his age, as if he had experienced countless stories.

"Back to my predecessors, I will be eighteen years old in a few days!"

Hearing the old man's words, Ye Wushuang was silent for a moment, Ye Wushuang almost forgot the passage of time, and in a few days it would be his eighteenth birthday, Ye Wushuang didn't expect that time passed so quickly, and he was finally an adult.

"Not eighteen yet?"

"Demons!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the corners of the old man's mouth couldn't help but tremble, a young man who had not yet reached the age of eighteen had actually cultivated to this realm, he was really curious about how Ye Wushuang cultivated.

Thinking that he was nearly ninety years old, but he was still in the realm of mountains and seas, the old man couldn't help but scold himself, it seemed that he had lived all these years to a dog, and compared with Ye Wushuang, he felt deeply shocked, so he could only change the topic.

"Little friend, how about tasting the old man's tea?"

The old man lifted the teapot, put down a teacup in front of Ye Wushuang, and poured a cup of fragrant tea for Ye Wushuang, for his own tea, the old man was very confident, smelling the fragrance of tea, you Wushuang smiled slightly, picked up the tea, and took a sip gently.

At the entrance of fragrant tea, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but close his eyes, Ye Wushuang felt that his soul seemed to float to the clouds, and the world in front of him was also greatly changed, as if it was a fairyland on earth, that mysterious artistic conception made Ye Wushuang intoxicated for a while, after a few breaths, Ye Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Good tea!"

"Senior, although I, Ye Wushuang, don't understand the tea ceremony, I know that your tea is extraordinary. The entrance of the tea is bitter and sweet, and the sweetness exudes a fragrance. And that charming fragrance, can make people fall into the mysterious artistic conception, this tea does not say anything else, just let people fall into the subtle artistic conception of the wonderful, it can be called a masterpiece, anyway, the younger generation has never drunk such a tea, and it is unheard of. ”

At this time, Ye Wushuang was really shocked by this tea.

"Xiaoyou, this is the old man's baby, Drunken Fairy Tea. ”

Hearing Ye Wushuang's evaluation, the old man smiled slightly.

"Good name!"

Ye Wushuang smiled slightly.

"I don't know how much Xiaoyou knows about Bloody Castle?" The old man looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile at this time, and finally got to the point.

"I don't understand, can you talk about it?" Ye Wushuang asked unabashedly.

"The strongest in the Bloody Castle is the castle master of the Bloody Castle, Tie Kui, his strength used to be on par with the old man, but countless years have passed, Tie Kui is extremely deep, the old man doesn't know his specific cultivation now, but at least in the realm of mountains and seas. ”

"So strong?" Ye Wushuang's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't care.

Ye Wushuang's expression changed, and the old man naturally saw it in his eyes, and continued.

"Although Tie Kui's cultivation is extremely powerful, this is not a cause for you to worry about, the most important thing is which force behind the Bloody Castle is truly terrifying. ”

When he said this, a look of extreme jealousy appeared on the old man's face, obviously the strength behind the Bloody Castle was so huge that it terrified the Star Pavilion.

Ye Wushuang knew that Xingchen Pavilion was one of the several major forces in Donghai City, and the strength of the Bloody Cloth Fort was similar, but even the old man was so jealous, obviously the force behind the Bloody Cloth Fort was so huge that he could easily destroy the Xingchen Pavilion with one hand covering the sky, otherwise, the old man would be a decisive person who would not be so dignified and afraid.

"I don't know what the strength is?"

At this time, even if Ye Wushuang was stupid, he knew that the old man called him to drink tea, not to really drink tea, but to remind Ye Wushuang that the huge forces behind the Bloody Clothes Fort must be careful when acting in the East China Sea City, otherwise, he will die without a place to be buried, hearing the old man's words, Ye Wushuang naturally wants to figure out where the forces behind the Bloody Clothes Fort are sacred.

"The Dragon Family!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the old man did not speak, but transmitted a message to Ye Wushuang, obviously extremely jealous of the Long family.

"The Long family?"

At this time, Ye Wushuang's eyes couldn't help frowning, it was not the first time Ye Wushuang had heard of the existence of this family, it seemed that this family controlled a lot of forces in Donghai City, such as the Xiao family.

"Thank you seniors for the reminder!"

Ye Wushuang bowed slightly to the old man, stood up, and walked into the Xingchen Pavilion, although he knew it from the old man. The Long family is extremely mysterious, and it is very terrifying, but Ye Wushuang didn't care too much, and the soldiers came to block the water and cover it.

What Ye Wushuang walked was originally the road of the hegemon. The overlord is not afraid of this heaven and earth, let alone only one side of the East China Sea City?

Could it be that this Dragon Clan in Donghai City was even more terrifying than the Imperial Family that controlled the entire Yanlong Dynasty? If he didn't even have the courage to face this Dragon Family, how could he face the Yanlong Emperor, face the entire Imperial Family, and save his mother Long You.

PS: Today is still the fourth watch, the first change.

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