(The purple-robed young man, after walking out of this remote alleyway with the pocket puppy on his shoulder, turned a few streets with ease, came to a restaurant, and then walked in directly.)

"Guest officer!"

As soon as he stepped into the threshold, an existence similar to the shopkeeper in the restaurant came over and welcomed him in.

Following the shopkeeper into the restaurant, the purple-robed young man took the lead to the window on the side of the restaurant, and sat down, and the shopkeeper next to him also helped him wipe the table in front of him, and then handed over a wooden board erected on one side of the table, "Guest officer, this is the specialty of our restaurant, you take a look at it first, wait for the next order, just call me!"

"Okay," the purple-robed young man nodded, and the shopkeeper also turned around and left, continuing to get busy.

Since the purple-robed young man entered the restaurant, the people in the hall of the restaurant also glanced at him casually, except that he felt that the purple-robed young man's temperament was a little extraordinary, and he had nothing else to think about.

As for the puppy on the shoulder of the purple-robed young man, because it was too harmless to humans and animals, it was also regarded as his pet by everyone.

"This restaurant, although it is not high-end, but it is not bad," the purple-robed young man reached out and picked up the teapot between the tables, which had already been filled with hot water and tea, poured it on the cups between the tables, and nodded, "This Liuyun City, compared to Tianyun City, is far inferior to ...... But compared to Moyun City, where my Ling family is located, it is much more prosperous = one = this ~ read = novel = ybdu. ”

"Woo......"

Looking at the pocket puppy who fell from his shoulder to the table and sniffed the tea in the cup in front of him, the purple-robed young man couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and then teased: "Xiao Hei, in addition to wine, do you still want to learn to drink tea?"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, a childish voice sounded in his head, "Boss, this tea smells so bad, why do you like it so much?" Also, I don't drink tea, it's better for me to drink my wine honestly......

"Are you honest?"

The purple-robed young man was dumbfounded for a moment, and then glanced at the puppy at the table, his eyes full of emotion.

The purple-robed young man was none other than Ling Qingyan, the young master of the Ling family in Moyun City, who came to Liuyun City this time to pursue his captive sister, and he also came prepared.

Since more than ten days ago, after knowing that his mother who was seriously injured in bed was injured by the mother of the Wen family in Liuyun City, and that his sister, who was still only two years old, was also taken away by him, Ling Qingyan's anger towards the Wen family in Liuyun City had burned to the extreme.

But although he knew that the Wen family's housewife was doing this because of herself, Ling Qingyan was not reckless and gradually calmed down.

Ten days was not only for Ling Qingyan to dispel his father's and the elders' indifferent suspicions about him and to understand many things in Liuyun City, but also for Ling Qingyan to tighten his cultivation time in order to strengthen his strength.

The Wen family of Liuyun City, although it can only be regarded as a medium-level family within the Great Qin Kingdom, has a purple-level martial artist in its family!

Ling Qingyan didn't think that he could defeat a purple-level martial artist now, even if he passed the Netherworld Long Sword, the strength he could exert had completely surpassed the boundary of a blue-level peak level martial artist.

Ten days is not a long time, but it is not a short time, during these ten days, Ling Qingyan did not cultivate his true power, but directly practiced the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles, constantly pondering the last of the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles, the Human Sword Style!

The human sword style, in the secret book of the nine styles of the sword that day, there are only eight characters recorded for this style.

The sword is one, invincible!

Ling Qingyan also knew that this human sword style was much more difficult than the eighth sword without sword style in the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles, not only because of its power, but also because it was the last threshold of the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles, but also because it was extremely ethereal.

The unity of man and sword, although Ling Qingyan had also heard of it in the ancient legends of the Eastern Kingdom in his previous life, and knew that it was the pinnacle of the realm as a person who used a sword.

But even so, after ten days, Ling Qingyan didn't know where to start, and he didn't know how to cultivate...... However, there is one point, after these ten days of repeated practice of the Heavenly Sword Nine Forms, Ling Qingyan's use of the first eight forms of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles can be regarded as extremely proficient.

"Heavenly Sword Nine Style, once I have completely cultivated to the fullest, my own strength, through the Nether Long Sword, will already be able to surpass the ordinary purple-level beginner-level martial artist......"

"Moreover, judging from the progress of the fusion of my Blood Python Totem and Spiritual Sense, once I cultivate the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles to the fullest, its fusion will only be in the blink of an eye!

Ling Qingyan lifted the teacup on the table, put it to his lips and took a sip, the heat in his heart became hotter and hotter.

The bloody aura of the Blood Python Totem has been verified several times in the past, and Ling Qingyan can also feel the terrifying power contained in it very clearly, so he is also extremely looking forward to the power of the Blood Python Totem.

As long as the Blood Python Totem and the Spiritual Sense were completely fused, the Blood Python Totem would be able to be completely used by it, and Ling Qingyan was also extremely excited about this.

"I didn't expect that this little Tibetan mastiff had undergone such a big change after eating that unknown fire crystal......"

Slanting his eyes at the pocket puppy lying on his stomach between the tables, Ling Qingyan's eyes were also a little confused, as if he remembered something, and he was extremely emotional.

The pocket puppy in front of him was also an extremely terrifying lion-like creature on the avenue that Liuyun City had entered the city before...... And it was such a strange creature, it was the little Tibetan mastiff that Ling Qingyan had picked up at the foot of the Heavenly Danger Peak where the Heavenly Sword Sect was located.

Although I knew that the little Tibetan mastiff, as the descendant of the supreme demon beast "Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf", had extraordinary talent, I didn't expect that this little Tibetan mastiff would have such a huge change after knocking down that unknown fire crystal and sleeping for a few days!

At the beginning, Ling Qingyan, who escaped from Tianyun City and went all the way to Moyun City, where his home was located, when he was about to get home, the little Tibetan mastiff in his arms woke up, and at first Ling Qingyan didn't know what had happened to the little Tibetan mastiff, so he let him walk around Moyun City.

However, in the ten days he stayed at home, Ling Qingyan discovered the changes in the little Tibetan mastiff, knowing that it could even control the size and contraction of the body at will, and the power that really belonged to the demon beast seemed to have begun to awaken in the little Tibetan mastiff's ** through the unknown fire crystal.

Moreover, at that time, Ling Qingyan also found that the little Tibetan mastiff had been able to communicate clearly with it, although it could only communicate within his own sea of consciousness, through the connection between himself and the blood contract, but Ling Qingyan was still shocked and inexplicable.

For the little Tibetan mastiff, Ling Qingyan always had a feeling of pity, not only the entrustment of the Howling Moon Sky Wolf at the beginning, but also its harmless appearance of humans and animals. Thus, after knowing that it now has wisdom no less than that of humans, he also regarded it as his brother, and at the same time gave it a name.

Little Black.

When he came to Liuyun City this time, Ling Qingyan originally wanted to come alone, but he couldn't bear the begging of the little Tibetan mastiff, so Ling Qingyan could only take it with him helplessly.