So, under Hua Rong's helpless doting gaze, Yun Yanchu beckoned Xiao Er to ask for two plates of pastries.

The reason is: "Shizun's tea naturally can't be a single item, but it should be more delicious with pastries." ”

Whether it's crooked or not, Huarong doesn't know, but he knows what his little apprentice says.

I saw that Xiao Er came to a plate of pastries.

Hua Rong silently poured a cup of tea for Yun Yanchu and handed it forward.

Yun Yanchu drank a cup of face very much.

Until the stomach is full and there is a full burp.

When he hiccuped, Yun Yanchu covered his mouth with his hands in a little panic.

"Eating too much." Hua Rong sighed lightly, raised his hand and lightly attached it to Yun Yanchu's abdomen, and a warm stream flowed into Yun Yanchu's body and flowed to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The feeling of being too full disappeared and was replaced by the comfort of the body to relax.

Yun Yanchu raised his hand and gave Hua Rong a thumbs up.

Hua Rong also knew that he couldn't drink it anymore, so he put away the tea set in front of him.

Take Yun Yanchu out of the inn for a walk and eat.

In front of Hua Rong, Yun Yanchu really looked like a little girl who was pampered.

When she looks at what she likes, she will turn around with a smile and call the little girl of the master.

There was always a faint smile on the corner of Huarong's lips.

When Yun Yanchu and Hua Rong returned with a full load, they happened to meet Chu Wanjun and Shen Nanzhou who came back.

Chu Wanjun had never taken off her hat since she came to Zhongzhou, and when she saw Yun Yanchu, she slightly lifted the black veil on her face, winked at Yun Yanchu, and stretched out her hand.

Yun Yanchu looked at Chu Wanjun's hand, and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What is this?" ”

"Sugar, it was made for him by a child's aunt, and when I saw that he ate it deliciously, I thought that the little sister would like it too, so I exchanged it with the child."

Chu Wanjun explained, opening her hand slightly.

The indelicate packaging is wrapped in a candy with white flowers all over it.

Yun Yanchu stretched out his hand to take it, and under Chu Wanjun's expectant gaze, he opened the sugar and sent it to his mouth.

The moment the sugar melts like cotton, the smell of milk fills the mouth.

Yun Yanchu suddenly remembered a kind of candy that he had eaten in the Three Thousand Worlds.

The one in her mouth has a purer milky taste, and the sugar can also feel delicate.

Although the outer shell of the package is simple, the inside is definitely hard work.

The sweet and silky milk fragrance made Yun Yanchu bend his lips.

Chu Wanjun looked at Yun Yanchu expectantly, and when she saw that the corners of her lips were slightly curved, she immediately asked, "How?" ”

Yun Yanchu affirmed: "It's delicious." ”

"Then Senior Sister will go to that kid's house and buy a few later." Chu Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed Yun Yanchu's head and said.

I don't know why, Yun Yanchu always had a feeling that people like Chu Wanjun couldn't be exchanged with others normally.

It's a little weird, it's unspeakably weird.

Yun Yanchu's feeling was right.

At this time, at the other end of the inner city, a child held the spirit stone in his hand, and his mind was full of images of the last candy in his hand just snatched away by a strange sister.

He ran home crying, but the adults in the family were startled when they saw the child holding a spirit stone in his hand.

That night, the family ushered in what the child called the strange sister.

And after talking to the man, the child's mother successfully exchanged a recipe for a box of spirit stones.

It's like a dream.

It wasn't until I woke up the next day and looked at the spirit stone still in my arms that I knew it wasn't a dream.

——

On the second day, a large number of people in the city who had rested for a few days walked towards the square of Xianmen Dabi.

Tens of thousands of guards at the scene are maintaining order.

Enter the square by registering your names one by one.

On the square, which was already crowded, many sects were talking.

It's noisy.

And just when they were registered, Huarong and his party were still eating breakfast in the inn.

The shopkeeper watched the group eat slowly.

The entire inn had already been emptied, and a bunch of people had run over to line up early in the morning, and the performance of Hua Rong and his party made him wonder if they were here to participate in the big competition.

It wasn't until Yun Yanchu finished eating that they stood up, left the money and walked outside.

The shopkeeper was not in a hurry to collect the money, but followed him to the door, and watched Huarong and his party walk towards Dabi Square.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He said that he couldn't be wrong, they must have come to participate in the big competition.

It's just that this leisurely appearance really looks like it's coming to play.

When Huarong and his party arrived, the last team of sects at the gate had just finished registering.

When a few people stepped forward leisurely, the faces of the registered people were a little weird.

After all, it was also cultivated by the Apocalypse Sword Midtown, but because of this, Hua Rong and his party did not feel that they were not serious about participating in the competition.

Respectfully registered for Huarong and his party.

After watching them enter the interior of the square.

Only then did the few people who registered look at what they had just registered.

After watching it several times, several people came to their senses.

"The Dry Netherworld Sect? Huarong! ”

"It's Huarong, who is the third on the gold list?!"

"I'm ...... a good drop"

“……”

Huarong and his party didn't pay attention to the behind, and walked forward, and the scenery along the way was excellent.

When they walked into the square, the first thing they saw was not a noisy crowd, but a stone statue of the Apocalypse Sword standing on the high platform of the square, dozens of feet high.

Magnificent and solemn.

In the square, in the noisy environment, everyone talked, not paying attention to the stone statue in the slightest.

Yun Yanchu's eyes stayed on the sword for a long time.

Strangely, she felt the presence of the stone statue, and it was hard to ignore.

But the few people who came with her looked away after one look.

"What's wrong with the little junior sister?" Chu Wanjun was the first to notice Yun Yanchu's strangeness, and thought that there were too many people here and Yun Yanchu was not used to it.

"Senior sister, that stone statue ......" Yun Yan stopped talking at first, not knowing where to start.

When Chu Wanjun heard this, he thought that Yun Yanchu was curious about this stone statue, so he explained: "That is the treasure of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sword City, and the Heavenly Apocalypse Sword City is named by him. ”

"It is rumored that the Apocalypse Sword fell from the sky tens of millions of years ago, and Fuze was still a wasteland in Zhongzhou, and countless people tried to take it away but failed, so the first city lord of the Apocalypse Sword Midtown cast a stone statue for it and covered it."

Hua Rong looked back at Yun Yanchu, repeating the history of the apocalypse word by word.

"The Apocalypse Sword is hidden in the sword box cast behind the stone statue, and it has been taken by anyone for many years, and no one has taken it even after thousands of efforts."

Hua Rong said and looked at Yun Yanchu, who was deep in thought, her dark eyes reflected the behemoth in front of her.

The coercion emanating from the Apocalypse Sword was not unfelt by everyone present, and there was some awe in their hearts, but Yun Yanchu's performance was not awe.

It is an indescribable complex emotion.

Hua Rong rubbed Yun Yanchu's head thoughtfully, "After the big competition, there will be many people who will try to get the sword in the past, and Yan Chu will try it when the time comes?" ”

"Hmm......" Yun Yanchu nodded slightly, and came back to his senses under the light rubbing of Huarong's big palm.

Seeing that Yun Yan had come back to his senses, the group then walked forward.

The conversation on the square was noisy, and Huarong and his party seemed much quieter.

Their eyes swept over the square.

Everyone else wanted to squeeze to the front, but they were okay and walked straight to the last clearing, the front of the comparator was crowded, and they could even come out and sit in a few chairs.