A melodious piano sound drifted leisurely into the Wutong Pavilion with the broken strings, and a pretty woman walked in with a relative, her voice was not loud, but the sound of the powder thunder "stabbing and stinging" still alarmed many cultivators.

As soon as Yang Mingming came in, it attracted the voices of many onlookers.

There are different opinions, mixed reviews, but most of them are afraid and awe-inspiring, and dare not blatantly oppose the Yang family.

"This eldest lady of the Yang family came from the ninth day, and I don't know what is worthy of their Yang family's affection in our poor mountains and bad waters, so a group of people came quietly."

"Not long ago, there was a noise in the forest, and there was a different color in the sky, it is said that this Miss Yang went to their sacrificial platform, there seems to be a Xuanwu cave in it, and there are spirit beasts imprisoned.... It's not a small grade. I haven't heard that there is a huge power in the water of the blood lotus pond, maybe it is the petals of a lotus. ”

"Since that incident, the Yang family has converged a lot, and I don't know what happened to them."

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Many people's words and titles all point to the Yang family, and it just so happened that there were two people with the Yang family crest who stepped into the Wutong Pavilion, and the shopkeeper smiled as before, she stared at the Yang Ming Tea in front of her, and said: "It turned out to be Miss Yang, and there was a loss of welcome, and there was a loss of welcome." I don't know what important things you guys are here? ”

Yang Mingming threw the broken guqin on the counter, only to hear a bang, the guqin turned over, hit the corner of the cabinet, and fell in half. She shook her sleeves and said unashamedly, "I came to you because I heard that there is a Sycamore Loft in Kyoto recently, so I want to come and see the splendor of this place." Today, the piano is broken, and it depends on whether the shop is willing to repair it. ”

Her face was as usual, and the person behind her was Yang Qitian, holding the sword tightly and holding it in front of her, with a murderous intent in her eyes. He looked around, quietly resting his gaze on Beilan Lai Ye and Lan Qi, and didn't necessarily say anything for a long time.

At this time, Yang Mingming turned around and saw Beilan Laiye in the corner of the door, she was not asking for a fall, nor was she a fellow Daoist, but she felt depressed in her heart. What happened in the Xuanwu Cave last time, and she actually saved the side of the Yang family, when did it take an outsider's turn to manage these housework.

She stepped forward, whipped it against the wall, and said, "Look at who this is, it turns out that the falling rocks in the Xuanwu Cave didn't stone you to death, and your life is really hard, no wonder you can kill the Beilan family in Kyoto City." ”

"Hey, hey! ~" Hiding his face and smiling, there is a bad heart hidden under the sleeve, and there is a trace of cynicism and schadenfreude.

The store is filled with a heavy fragrance, which is a permanent sandalwood incense, which is usually used in front of inns and Buddhist temples. The display in this Wutong Pavilion are all spiritual weapons, all of which have murderous intent and blood, and using this sandalwood as incense also plays a calming effect.

Customers love it for one thing.

Beilan Laiye pulled up a small square box, took out the spiritual weapon inside, and played with it. Intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze drifted to the side, and said, "Yang Mingming, haven't you and the lackeys around you been chased and killed yet?" ”

"You! ~"This anger rose to the sky, and with a resentment, it was drawn from the powder thunder.