It's the same as yesterday.

Li Tong's small inn was already overcrowded at this time, and even the overpass at the door was full of listeners who came here but had nowhere to go.

Every day there are new faces, and people are coming all the time.

"Huh? Lao Wang, didn't you say conclusively that you couldn't come yesterday, why did you come earlier than me today? ”

"Cut, joking, look at the half-paralyzed big man who scolded so ugly yesterday, today is not in a hurry to move the bed and come again."

"Hey, yes, and this son, yesterday's words were also very intense, and today is not early to wait again."

"Hehe, let's stop mocking each other, we're all in this storyteller's place, we're addicted, yesterday's story was half told and then gone, I'm really anxious to die!"

Noisy and noisy, in the crowd, Yang Chan dragged a brother with one hand, and took advantage of a small and clever person to go directly to the inn and sit down in the old position yesterday.

Yang Jian's face was calm at the table in front of the table, but from his fingers constantly tapping the table, it could be seen that his heart was not as indifferent as his appearance.

"Xiaochan, what are you pulling me here for, I haven't done my homework today."

Yang Jiao, who was confused, asked Yang Chan with a smile on her face.

He was about to practice martial arts in the martial arts arena early this morning as usual, when he was pulled away by Yang Chan, who appeared coldly, saying that he wanted to take him to see a good thing.

I wanted to refuse, but seeing that Yang Jian, who was the least interested in these things, also wanted to go with him, hesitated, or came together.

But I never thought that it would be like this.

"Hey, eldest brother, just wait and see, the second brother was like this yesterday, and he didn't even believe it even more than you, but now he hasn't become Mr. Li's loyal listener."

Yang Chan familiarly poured herself a cup of tea to dispel Yang Jiao's desire to leave.

"What a loyal listener, it's just that what he said is a little interesting, just listen to it."

Yang Jian glanced at Yang Chan and said with disdain.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

Yang Chan is too lazy to argue with him, the second brother who doesn't tell the truth, anyway, as soon as Mr. Li tells the story, his true face will leak out.

Yang Jiao suddenly looked at Yang Jian a little speechlessly, as if he felt that this second brother, who usually loves martial arts, was a little lost at this time.

It's a little different from the usual cold-faced tsundere.

He became a little interested, and began to look forward to the storyteller in Yang Chan's mouth and the stories in the book.

At the same time, two women, dressed as ordinary village women, stepped out of the crowd and sat in the corner without attracting any attention.

These two people are Chang'e and Yaoji, who cover their figures.

Listening to Chang'e yesterday, Yaoji originally felt extremely ridiculous, something that even Chang'e couldn't do, but a mere ordinary storyteller could do it?

I subconsciously thought it was unreliable, but for Chang'e's sake, with expectations and doubts, I still avoided my own children and came here with me.

did not inform Yang Tianyou of this, because Yao Ji cared about her husband and did not want him to worry about it anymore.

This matter is about the immortals, and he is just a mere mortal person, even if he knows, what is the use?

It's just empty worries, futile worries.

But as soon as Yao Ji Fang sat down, she subconsciously released her divine sense and swept everyone in the inn, she frowned slightly, and her mind was clear and serious.

In the crowded crowd around, there were a lot of qi refiners mixed in!

Although these people's cultivation varies from high to low, some have just refined and refined qi, some have already practiced qi, and even there are scattered immortals who have condensed the primordial gods.

Even, Yao Ji also felt the breath of a lot of goblins and spirits.

Even if the impermeable demonic aura was restrained, it naturally couldn't escape her detection.

After all, she is the younger sister of the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun, not an ordinary immortal above the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, while feeling a little surprised, an inexplicable emotion rose in my heart.

She gradually believed that the storyteller in Chang'e's mouth was a little extraordinary.

The mere fact that he can attract a room full of Qi Refiners and demons is enough to prove that he is not an ordinary person, but a person with some ability.

However, can she really be as capable as Chang'e said, and be able to protect her relatives after she leaves?

Can it resist countless heavenly soldiers who are at least human immortal cultivators, and even heavenly generals who are golden immortal cultivators?

Yao Ji's thoughts were chaotic for a while, like a mess.

Chang'e is calm, and there are no waves in the ancient well.

With her cultivation, she can't see through Li Tong, who is shrouded in a fog, so her cultivation should be good.

In the case that Da Tianzun can't easily go down to the earth to make a move, resisting some heavenly soldiers and generals who seem to her to be like shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it is not easy to capture.

As long as he agrees, it is a simple matter to shelter the four of Yang Tianyou's father and son.

After all, it was actually only Yang Tianyou who made Great Tianzun angry, but he was just a mortal, and after a hundred days in the sky and a hundred years on the earth, he would turn into a handful of dust.

At that time, even if you don't want to, you will pinch your nose and recognize these nephews.

Yaoji and Chang'e were each thinking.

At this time, the guys in the store had already moved the rattan chair that Li Tong was sitting on weekdays, and the whispering crowd suddenly quieted down.

They knew that Li Tong should be about to appear.

"Sir is coming out soon!"

The villain Yang Chan said happily to the two brothers, looking at the chair on the stage with a pair of eyes full of energy, completely looking like a fan girl.

Yang Jian rolled his eyes, he had some approval of what Li Tong said, but Yang Chan's posture was too much.

And Yang Jiao's eyes widened, is this still his young sister who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and no one is convinced on weekdays?

What is it about this storyteller that makes her look like this?

He was a little distracted for a while, and now he just wants Li Tong to come out quickly and perform on stage to see how attractive the book he is talking about is.

If you let him know that he is just an unscrupulous villain who deceives the little girl with his mouth, he will definitely let him know whether the fist he has worked so hard to hone is hard.

Yang Jiao secretly rubbed his hands and looked at the chair on the table, his eyes were not good.

Just under the expectant gaze, on the platform built of wooden planks, there was a sudden sound of knocking.

It was the sound of someone stepping on the countertop, walking slowly.

And in this inn, it is self-evident who is the person who can walk on this storytelling platform so indifferently.

A moment later, a long-awaited figure appeared.

"The storyteller is here!"

"Sir is here!"

The audience immediately exclaimed and rejoiced.