"Huh"

Wang Yi smiled and walked towards it.

"Boy, are you deaf?"

The ancient warrior who spoke first was furious, and his eyebrows were directly raised.

"Little Nine"

The bad old man spoke slowly, his voice was low, but it was long.

The ancient warrior was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the other party.

The bad old man raised his hand and waved it at him.

The ancient warrior nodded strangely and stepped aside, as did the rest of the others.

Wang Yi drove straight in, came to the stall, and sat down.

The old man picked up a rough napkin, wiped his mouth, and threw it away.

But

"Are you a casual cultivator, or are you practicing in a sect?"

His eyes narrowed, and he asked not salty, not light.

When Wang Yi heard this, he immediately became interested.

As soon as this old guy came up, he was definitely prepared, maybe he had something to do with a certain sect in the cultivation realm.

"Inheriting the Sect"

Wang Yi replied with no saltiness, he didn't hide it, and there was no need to hide it.

"Xiaoyao Sect?"

Who wants to mess with the old man, but he was stunned: "Which Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Since it is the Songshan Xiaoyao Sect, is there also one here in Yanjing?"

Wang Yi smiled again, took out a cigarette for himself, and lit it.

The bad old man stared at his action of lighting a cigarette, and did not show dissatisfaction, but frowned deeply.

"Do you know Yuqin Immortal?"

He said coldly.

"Huh?"

Wang Yi suddenly sprayed and coughed.

He rarely choked on smoke, and even less after practicing, but now he is choking.

This old man knows Yuqin, and asks me if I know him?

Nima!

I've kissed her on the lips and bitten her feet, how can I not know her?

Grass, the backer behind the Yang family, won't it be Uncle Baby, right?

Wang suddenly became a little messy.

"How do you know Uncle Yuqin?"

He threw the cigarette butt away and asked in a deep voice.

Wang Yi must know everything, if Yang Jiazhen is related to Yuqin, he can't do it wantonly.

At the very least, I have to talk to Yuqin.

When the bad old man saw his reaction, he was also shocked, and after hearing that sentence, his eyes widened even more.

"This flood washed away the Dragon King Temple"

The bad old man stood up directly, and hurriedly bowed to Wang Yi: "Junior Yang Tianjue, I've seen Uncle Shi"

"What's that?"

This variable is so amazing that Wang jumped up directly from the chair.

And those ancient warriors of the Yang family are even more petrified.

The old family owner actually called him uncle?

Which TM is this?

"What are you doing here?"

Wang's egg was really broken, and he asked with a confused face.

"That's right"

The bad old man gradually said everything.

The Yang family was 10 years ago, and in the world, it could only be regarded as an ordinary Guwu family.

That year, Yang Tianjue's wife went crazy in practice and almost died.

The two have been married since childhood, and they have been together for decades, and their relationship is extremely deep. Yang Tianjue visited everywhere to seek treatment for his wife, but there was still no effect.

At the last moment, the dawn came.

A foundation building female cultivator came to the world to buy spirit stones (high-quality jadeite) and accidentally met Yang Tianjue.

When she knew that the other party's wife was about to fall, she offered to go over and take a look.

Yang Tianjue hurriedly took her home.

The monks in the foundation building period were naturally clever in their means, and it didn't take long for the nun to pull the other party's wife out of the ghost gate.

Yang Tian was overjoyed and went to entertain him, and his wife became a lay disciple of that female cultivator.

Through understanding, they learned that this female cultivator was a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, and she was taught by Elder Jin Dan Yuqin.

In the past ten years, the Yang family has continued to hand over spirit stones, and has obtained some sect inheritances, ranking among the top ten ancient martial arts families in China.

After listening to this, Wang Yi looked at the other party, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yuqin.

The phone went through.

"Hello?"

"It's really annoying, who's calling? People are dreaming, Master, I want to hug"

As soon as Yuqin's voice rose, Luo Yiyi's dissatisfied grunt was heard on the side.

"Go, where is the dead Nizi touching?"

Yuqin on the other end of the phone suddenly squeaked.

"Uncle Shi, is Li Xiaorui your disciple?"

Wang forcibly suppressed the ripples in his heart and asked in a low voice.

Because of the presence of outsiders, he didn't dare to call it too intimate, and Li Xiaorui was the name of the female cultivator.

"Xiaorui?"

Yuqin was a little strange and asked, "Yes, what's wrong with her?"

"It's okay, by the way, do you know the Yang family in the secular world?"

Wang Yi continued to ask.

"I don't know, what's the matter?

Yuqin heard something wrong and whispered.

"No, I'll ask"

Wang Yi smiled, and he already understood everything in his heart.

It seems that Li Xiaorui of the sect has been in contact with the Yang family privately for many years, and those spirit stones are likely to be left by themselves.

"It's fine. ”

Yuqin exhaled and asked, "Wang Yi, when will you return to Xiandu?"

"It should be soon. ”

Wang Yi looked at the bad old man and said into the mobile phone: "Uncle Shi, I still have something to do here, hang up first." ”

Yuqin over there seemed to be a little reluctant, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Okay"

Yang Tianjue had been observing the other party's movements, and his face was a little uncertain.

"Since you have something to do with Senior Sister Li, I won't hide it. ”

After Wang Yi put away his mobile phone, his face sank directly: "Yang family master, Yang Yuran is your son?"

Old Master Yang's body trembled, and he hurriedly said: "No, Yuran is my grandson, uncle"

"Don't call me uncle"

Being called Uncle Shi by a bad old man, Wang felt uncomfortable, he waved his hand and said, "Do you know everything your grandson has done?"

After Yang Tianjue heard this, his forehead was a little sweaty.

Of course he knows everything his grandson has done, but he is just such a lone seedling, so he turns a blind eye.

Last night, after the deposed Young Master Yang was brought home, the old master was furious and actually went out in person.

When he learned that the man who did it was a monk, he was shocked, but he was also fearless.

Because of the Yang family, it is related to the sect of the cultivation realm.

Whoever thinks, the other party is from the Xiaoyao Sect.

Yang Tianjue suddenly panicked.

'Smack'

Wang Yi lit another cigarette and stared at the other party, waiting for an answer.

The sweat on Yang Tianjue's forehead was dripping more and more, but he couldn't say anything.

Seeing that he was old, Wang Yi couldn't bear to continue to ask, but he couldn't condone the Yang family to do whatever they wanted in Yanjing.

"Yang Yuran and Lin Ziwei's marriage contract, forget it. She doesn't want to be a little one for your grandson."

Wang Yi said slowly.

"That's fine"

Yang Tian ignored the amnesty and hurriedly said.

"Lin Yan of the Lin family, and I are brothers"

Wang Yi continued, the intention was very obvious.

He didn't point out the relationship with Lin Ziwei, because there was no need, and the light Lin Yan layer was enough.

"The old man understands"

Yang Tian is a peerless old man, how can he not know what he means?

"I hope that the Yang family will be restrained in the future and stop doing whatever they want. You must know that people are doing it, and the sky is watching. Let's go."

Wang Yi waved his hand at him, then turned his face sideways, and called into the distance: "Boss, a bowl of fried liver, two catties of steamed buns"