In the early morning of the next day, the noise gradually sounded on the street, and Ye Qingtian exhaled a breath of turbidity and came to his senses.

After a simple wash, Ye Qingtian opened the door, and at this time, on the first floor of the inn, there were already a lot of people, and everyone was talking about it, so it was not lively.

"Did you hear? Last night, the chief disciples of the four major caves all died in the Valley of Evil Spirits outside the city. ”

"You still need to say that I heard about it early in the morning, and this matter is now in an uproar, and I also heard that they were all killed by a sword, do you think this is the work of evil spirits. ”

"What kind of evil spirits, there are no evil spirits in the Evil Spirit Valley at all, it's just that there are more demon beasts, but what kind of person is it, even the chief disciples of the four major caves dare to kill. ”

"Isn't it, they are all the most outstanding disciples of the Four Great Cave Heavens, and they are also the best among the younger generation, but they were killed by someone else's sword, it seems that this person's strength is also extraordinary. ”

......

Ye Qingtian stood at the door and listened to all the words that these people said, and he also felt a burst of surprise in his heart.

If there were no accidents, the figures of the King Blood Realm he saw last night should be the chief disciples of the Four Great Caves.

It's just that who would kill them all here, and kill them all with a sword, which reminded him of the corpse of the Yunshan Cave Heavenly Disciple he saw in the mountains and forests yesterday, which was also killed by someone with a sword.

Maybe these two things were done by the same person, but what kind of person could be the enemy of the four major caves at the same time, these Ye Qingtian didn't want to care.

After tidying up the clothes on his body, Ye Qingtian looked back at the little bee who was still sleeping on the bed, and said loudly: "Little guy, get up." ”

"Whew..."

Hearing Ye Qingtian's words, the little bee woke up, stretched his waist for a long time, and stared at Ye Qingtian with resentful eyes.

However, in the end, he got out of bed and jumped on Ye Qingtian's shoulder.

When the little bee just landed on his shoulder, a peculiar smell suddenly reached his nose, Ye Qingtian frowned slightly, and said, "Little guy, did you wet the bed last night." ”

"Chirp chirp..."

Ye Qingtian's words suddenly made the little bee's eyes flicker, but it was a protest gesture and did not admit it.

"Go, wash it and come out again,"

Ye Qingtian didn't talk nonsense with the little bee, grabbed it in his hand, and threw it directly into the basin full of water in the room.

Poof...

The water splashed, and the little bee struggled to stick out its little head from the basin, glaring at Ye Qingtian and making an extremely angry sound.

"Chirp chirp..."

Ye Qingtian glanced at the little bee lightly, then ignored it, turned around and walked downstairs.

Seeing that Ye Qingtian said to leave, the little bee was immediately stunned, just came out of Monster Island, he was unfamiliar with life, and if he didn't follow Ye Qingtian, he would only starve to death.

He rolled around in the basin and hurried out of the room.

"What's that?"

The little bee flew in the air, and immediately attracted the attention of the people around it, and some people exclaimed.

"That wouldn't be the god of the underworld. ”

Someone recognized the identity of the little bee and had an incredible expression on his face.

"How is it possible, the god of the underworld is a creature of ancient times, how can he appear here. Someone didn't believe it and retorted.

"The appearance of that little thing is the same as the record of the god of the underworld in the ancient books, not what the god of the underworld is. ”

Those who had read some of the classics spoke out loud, stunned by the appearance of the little bee.

Ye Qingtian listened to the voices of the people around him, raised his hand to support his forehead, and had a headache, he didn't consider that this was no longer on Monster Island, but on the Four Extremes Dao Soil.

On the land of the Four Extremes, the god of the underworld is not a secret, and there are still some records in some classics.

The little bee was also startled by the surprised voices of the people around him, and hurriedly jumped on Ye Qingtian's body, hiding behind his neck, grinning at everyone, but he didn't dare to come out.

"The god of the underworld ran to the young man, and I will drop the day, this god of the gods will not be his pets. ”

Everyone was surprised again, and all their eyes were on Ye Qingtian.

Ye Qingtian was speechless for a while, raised his head and pressed the little bee's little head back, and then hurriedly left the room and left the inn.

In this kind of scene, he really didn't want to be noticed by everyone, because he knew that most of the current Qingtian Sect had changed the sky, and his identity would definitely be very sensitive, and if he was recognized, it would cause a lot of trouble.

Out of the inn, Ye Qingtian took out a mask from the Qiankun bag and put it on his face.

The mask was only able to partially obscure the area around his eyes, and he was completely black, resembling a dragon's head.

This was a gift from the White Dragon King, that is, Xiaobai's father, on his fifth birthday, and he had kept it by his side for so many years.

After putting on the mask, Ye Qingtian's entire temperament completely changed, and he was originally gentle and elegant, but at this time he became extremely cold.

A long black hair was scattered behind his head, a few strands of flowing hair fell from his forehead, barely covering half of the mask on his face, and his deep eyes were cold, giving people a cold feeling as a whole.

Walking on the street, constantly causing some women to look back, staring at Ye Qingtian's back with spring eyes, with his hands on his chest, it seemed that he had captured their hearts.

The drunken country tavern is not well-known in Muwang City, and it is very ordinary.

At this time, Ye Qingtian stood in front of the door of the tavern, looking up at the simple plaque of the tavern, in the corner, there was a small mark.

There is a celestial character in the imprint, which is so small that it will not attract people's attention at all.

However, Ye Qingtian knew that this was a unique mark of the Qingtian Sect, that is to say, this drunken country tavern was the stronghold of the Qingtian Sect in Mu Wang City.

However, the drunken country tavern in front of Ye Qingtian had a closed door, and his divine sense leaned inside, but it was empty, and it was chaotic inside, with obvious traces of fighting.

Ye Qingtian frowned, it seems that this stronghold has been uprooted.

The address of the Qingtian Sect is in Antarctica, and it is a major sect in Antarctica, although it is low-key, but no one will dare to oppose the Qingtian Sect.

After thinking for a while, Ye Qingtian finally came to a conclusion that this stronghold was most likely uprooted by the people of the Council of Elders, with the purpose of continuously weakening his strength.

The tavern was already covered with dust, proving that a long time had passed.

"Don't look, there's no more here, let's go to another tavern for a drink. ”

In the corner of the tavern, a lazy voice came from the corner, and there was a bit of depression in his tone.

Ye Qingtian turned his head to look over, this was an old man with messy hair and tattered clothes.

Holding a wine gourd in his hand, he sat on the ground, with his back against the wall, and took a big sip after speaking.

"Old man, do you know what happened to the Drunken Country Tavern? Ye Qingtian asked out loud.

"Killed, all killed, killed by that bunch of dogs. ”

The man said drunkly, full of anger, and then fed the wine gourd to his mouth, but found that he could not pour it out.

"Killed, who did it, why did it target such a tavern?" Ye Qingtian came to the old man's side, squatted down, and raised his head to look at the old man's dirty face.

"Young man, don't ask so much, or you'll get into trouble. ”

As he spoke, the old man turned the wine gourd upside down, shook it vigorously a few times, and dripped a few drops of wine from it, which he caught with his tongue.

When Ye Qingtian heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he showed a smile, took out a jar of fine wine from the Qiankun bag on his waist, and then unveiled it.

Suddenly, the rich aroma of wine permeated the air, with the fragrance of bursts of flowers, but it was impossible to distinguish what kind of flowers, as if there were countless kinds of floral fragrances fused together, which made people intoxicated.

"Hmm..."

The old man was immediately attracted by the fine wine that Ye Qingtian took out, and stared at the wine jar with wide eyes.

"This is..."

The old man's gaze gradually glowed, and then he fell into intoxication, "Hundred flowers brewed." ”

"It's been a long time since I've smelled the smell of Baihua Brew, but this is only our sect master..."Saying this, the old man suddenly shook his whole body, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Qingtian, his face full of shock.

"You... You are..."The old man slurred, staring at Ye Qingtian.

"It's not appropriate to talk here, come with me. Ye Qingtian groaned, interrupted the old man's words, then grabbed the old man and turned around and disappeared into the alley, and then jumped and walked towards the outside of the city.