"Yo, it's such a handsome little brother." A woman in a smoky purple gauze skirt smiled brightly, pointed at Ye Zheng with a pu fan and said.

"Did the girl go to the wrong room?" Ye Zheng frowned and asked.

"That's right, it's this, Childe's friend asked the slave family to come over to serve you and drink with you." The smoky purple woman said with a smile.

As soon as he heard about drinking, Ye Zheng's eyes lit up. He hadn't drunk for hundreds of years, and he still missed the taste, so he didn't say anything, just picked up the wine glass handed over by the woman, leaned on the edge of the soup pool and slowly tasted it.

Ye Zheng had just drunk two glasses in the private room when he heard someone making trouble outside the door, and the voices of the strange man and the proprietress sounded one after another.

"Young Master Ben must be accompanied by the language girl today, hurry up and call her out for me!"

"Kun Gongzi, this is absolutely unacceptable. There are already guests who have ordered Oiran to serve today, and if you break in like this now, you will bump into the distinguished guests. "In the eyes of the hostess, as long as you can afford to pay a high price, you are a valuable customer.

The woman's hand holding the wine jug shook, looked at Ye Zheng and said, "Son, it's Kun Peng, the son of the master of the Xuance Sect, who is here!" ”

"Xuance Gate? Isn't it amazing? Ye Zheng put down the empty wine glass in his hand and asked indifferently.

"I heard it's a second-rate sect, but it's ......"

"But what?"

"But this person has always been domineering, and he doesn't take casual cultivation in his eyes at all, so it's better for Childe to be careful. Try not to conflict with them later, so as not to suffer. Yu Yan persuaded in a low voice.

"Then it depends on whether he knows how to lift." The corners of Ye Zheng's mouth raised a disdainful smile, and he raised his chin at Yu Yan, who understood and immediately poured him another cup.

As soon as Ye Zheng's wine glass was close to his mouth, the door of the private room was rudely pushed open.

"Who doesn't know what to do, and dares to rob Young Master Ben of the Oiran?" Kun Peng rushed in angrily, scolding without even seeing anyone clearly.

"Who are you? As soon as he came in, he shouted and screamed, which disturbed the interest of this son. Ye Zheng played with the small wine glass in his hand, and his words seemed calm, but with a hint of warning.

"Shout, you dare to call yourself a son in front of my Kun Fat, you are still the first! Tell you, master, I am the eldest young master of the Xuance Gate, and my father is the master of the Xuance Gate, are you afraid? ”

"Xuance Sect, Cut, a sect that does not enter the stream, compared with the Wanhua Sect, it is simply a mess of mud."

"What do you say? Wanhua Sect? Hahaha...... "Kun Peng couldn't stop laughing after hearing Wanhua Sect, and finally stopped laughing wildly when he was shocked by Ye Zheng's warning look.

"My Wanhua Sect is an old sect in the Thousand Clouds Realm, and it has been dressed for thousands of years, how can you and other small sects like this be compared?"

"Your brain is broken, Wanhua Sect does have a long history, but so what? Haven't you been slaughtered yet? The master of the door was even more of a wreck, and even had to grovel in front of my father to pour tea. ”

"Humph!" Ye Zheng snorted coldly. This voice is also dissatisfied with his own apprentices, and it is too embarrassing for him, the ancestral master.

"Acquaintances hurry up and get out of here, so as not to stain Young Master Ben's eyes, Miss Yuyan hurry up and go out with Young Master Ben."

"Wait, no one wants to leave here easily without my consent."

"Just you? You're just in the Jindan period, take a good look, this young master is a yuanying! Kun Peng released his own cultivation and said arrogantly.

"So what? It's just a vase made of pills. ”

Ye Zheng suddenly had luck in his palm, and a palm sword shot out towards Kun Peng, and immediately a bloody wound cut across his face.

"Little ones, give it to me!" Kun Peng wiped the blood from his face and shouted angrily at the few monks behind him.

Before they could make a move, they were injured by several palm swords from Ye Zheng, and they couldn't stand up one by one.

"You...... Why are you ......" Kun Peng was so frightened that he couldn't speak.