There were also a few young men sitting at the table with the pretty girl in the purple dress, looking at the brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, it can be seen that they are all gentlemen.

After their eyes swirled around the slender and green figure of the little county lord in amazement for a moment and three moments, the golden-robed young man with the highest status among them got up and stared at Ye Lingtian and said, "Boy, you are really powerful enough. You can handle such a simple and innocent little girl, is there any humanity?"

Being scolded as inhumane, how could Ye Lingtian ignore it, took out a cold and disdainful attitude, glanced at the former, and said, "I just like such a little daughter-in-law, what can you do to me?"

"Hehe, naturally it's a lesson for your kid to keep you away from this little sister. The golden-robed young man showed the cultivation of the Three Heavens of the Creation Realm, and said, "Boy, you have heard me clearly, I am one of the three major families in this Xuanhuang City, the young master of the Zhao family!

"You have a kind of say it again!" Murong Tianlin slapped the table and said, "Even a clown like you who jumps off the beam is also qualified to point fingers at Brother Ye and yell at Brother Ye, who should kneel!"

"Presumptuous, I see that you and this kid are also in the same group, so let's bear the wrath of this young master together!" The golden-robed young man roared quite imposingly, and slapped out a palm, exerting a blazing fire.

Ye Lingtian didn't hesitate to do it, but he also wanted to say it, didn't he?

At the last moment, he casually pointed a finger, and suddenly there was an indescribable magic, which made the raging fire that swept back backwards.

"How is that possible!"

The golden-robed young man's pupils constricted, and he was overwhelmed by the attack he unleashed.

"Ah......h

“...... It hurts me!...... boy How dare you!"

Let the golden-robed young man who was burned by the fire become bloody and disgraced in just a few moments, if it weren't for a few teenagers who helped him extinguish the flames outside his body, this guy would not be burned to death, but would also be burned into a waste.

"So strong!" The pretty girl in the purple dress looked at Ye Lingtian in surprise, she didn't expect this unruly and handsome young man in white to be so powerful, and with an understatement, the young master of the Zhao family became embarrassed and almost died.

"Smash! I don't share the sky with you! You wait for me...... I won't let you get out of this desolate city!" Hysterical, shouting like madness, the golden-robed young man ran out of the restaurant with a smoke.

"Your Excellency, let's go quickly. The girl in the purple skirt reminded: "That guy is the young master of the Zhao family, and he has always been eager to repay him." The Zhao family is one of the three major families in Xuanhuang City, and there are powerhouses at the level of cutting the Dao, if you give the young master of the Zhao family to go and return, you will be in danger. ”

"I understand the girl's kindness, but I just sat down, I still want to have a full meal, why do you want to leave?" Ye Lingtian shrugged his shoulders and shouted, "Xiao Er, bring me a hundred big meat buns! Go to the street and buy me a hundred strings of rock sugar gourds, the biggest and sweetest kind." ”

Big meat buns?

Rock sugar gourd?

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The monks in the hall of the restaurant looked over one after another.

The pretty girl in the purple dress couldn't help but laugh and said, "Childe...... What is this to eat...... It's unusual. ”

"These are my lady's favorite foods. Ye Lingtian explained without blushing and without a heartbeat.

"Well, the county lord likes to eat rock sugar gourds and big meat buns the most. The little county lord nodded vigorously.

......

After a while, all kinds of delicacies filled the table, but the most attractive thing was the big meat bun with white flowers and the red rock sugar gourd.

At the end of a meal, the little county lord ate more than 20 meat buns and more than a dozen strings of rock sugar gourds alone.

The big black cat and the golden sable also ate a lot, which made many people in the restaurant hall laugh.

"Who!"

"Who bullied my cousin! Get out of here and die!"

Untimely shouts, from far to near.

The golden-robed young man who was scarred and bruised all over his body, and a large number of Zhao family monks, poured into the hall of the restaurant.

The tall young man in front of the golden-robed young man, named Zhao Feng, was his cousin, and he was also the strongest among the younger generation of the Zhao family, the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Creation Realm!

"Boy, you hurt my cousin!"

The eyeballs the size of copper bells were fixed on Ye Lingtian, who was light and calm, and he was not surprised. Zhao Feng's face was gloomy, and he said, "What a big boldness! In the Xuanhuang City, you dare to make a move on my young master of the Zhao family! Do you know what the fate is?"

"He was the one who struck first. Ye Lingtian took a sip of tea and replied in a calm tone.

"Whether it is my cousin's hand that moved first or not, in short, if you hurt him, it is your fault!" Zhao Feng said domineeringly: "Come and kowtow to my cousin to apologize, and then enter my Zhao family as a slave for twenty years! After twenty years, you can regain your freedom!"

"Brother Ye, leave this kind of guy to me to deal with. Murong Tianlin straightened up and said.

"It's fine. Ye Lingtian waved his hand indifferently.

"What are you!" Zhao Feng glanced at Murong Tianlin with disdain.

"I'm the one who wants your life!" Murong Tianlin's eyes flashed, and the cultivation of the five heavens of the Heavenly Realm came out of the world.

Zhao Feng, as the most outstanding Tianjiao powerhouse in the younger generation of the Zhao family, is only the Nine Heavens of the Creation Realm today.

After seeing Murong Tianlin's majestic momentum and fierce voice, his face was solemn and pale, "You...... Who the hell are you?"

Murong Tianlin shook the folding fan in his hand elegantly and chicly, and Zhao Feng, who suppressed it with his momentum alone, was terrified and trembled.

Then, Murong Tianlin struck out with one palm, and without any suspense, Zhao Feng of the Nine Heavens of the Creation Realm vomited three liters of blood, flew out of the restaurant like a kite with a broken string, and landed on the street outside.

The young master of the Zhao family, that is, the young man in the golden robe, was like ashes at this time, and he was stunned.

How could he have imagined that he was made half dead by Ye Lingtian, and returned to Zhao's house to bring in rescuers, he thought that he could let out a bad breath, but it became such a picture again.

"What do you say. Murong Tianlin, who had hit Zhao Feng hard, looked down at the young master of the Zhao family with disdain and indifference, and said, "Kill you, dirty my hands! If I don't kill you, I don't think you will give up, and you will bring people to trouble us." ”

"I ......" The young master of the Zhao family had weak legs and stomachs, and knelt on the ground without a fight.

"It's good to abolish your cultivation, I don't think you're a good thing, leaving your cultivation will only make you rampant and domineering, and the people will be prey. Murong Tianlin smiled, and a few streamers popped out, interrupting all the meridians in the Zhao family's young body.

(End of chapter)