"We can't eat alone!"

Looking at Feng Yuyan, he explained with a ridiculous smile: "This is the land of Han after all, and with Shen Buxian's participation, it is much more convenient."

"Not only do we not need to have a bad relationship with South Korea, but it can also make us safer."

Speaking of this, a fierce gaze swept over everyone: "I hope that in the end, everyone will be able to leave alive instead of folding here!"

Hearing this, Feng Yuyan nodded.

"Good!"

The little Taoist priest nodded, and the figure disappeared.

"Huangquan has been diverted, I'm afraid there is nothing but death here!" Feng Zheng frowned, and said his reasoning.

"Haha, don't you want to see the traces of Yellow Springs?"

The smile on Ara's face was bright, and it was quite meaningful: "Besides, who said that there is only death here, isn't there a government office?"

Glancing at Feng Zheng, he turned to the corpse: "Find a wine stall, let's go eat wine!"

"Good!"

Aramida knew that with the experience of Yin Ruin, it would be difficult to bring in the high-ranking monks again, and there were enough people around him.

Now these people have been in constant trouble.

Each has his own mind.

Feng Yuyan saw the calm on his face, and couldn't help but speak, "National Teacher, is there really a Yellow Spring here?"

"Nine times out of ten!"

Huang patted Feng Yuyan on the shoulder: "Back then, the entrance of Zheng Zhuanggong to Huangquan should be in the Chengying Official Office, you can use your divine power to probe it!"

At the wine stall, he was holding wine and smiling.

"Good!"

Feng Yuyan nodded.

The wine stall where the corpse was found was not far from the official office.

This is also the only place to rest near the government office.

"A few guests, I guess they came to follow the story of Zhuang Gong, right?" A middle-aged man, who will bring snacks, said with a smile.

"Hmm!"

The corpse nodded, and then turned to the middle-aged man, "Does the shopkeeper know?"

"Every year, people come here, and some people go to the government office, but without exception, they all leave in a hurry."

The middle-aged man smiled and explained to the corpse, "This official office is only occupied during the day, and the same is true of my wine stall."

"At sunset, everybody leaves."

.......

After taking a sip of wine, the corpse saw this, and hurriedly asked, "Shopkeeper, is there anything in this?"

"There is no explanation, there is a rumor, many years."

The middle-aged man smiled brightly: "Speaking of the afterglow, this place does not belong to the living, and the living who stay here will die."

"I don't know if it's true or not, over the years, there have been people who have stayed here, but I haven't seen it in the future!"

"I'm busy, so you'd better leave as soon as possible!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and left.

"National teacher, this person has cultivation!" The corpse turned to the wilderness and said, "Although he has been suppressed, the faint aura still exists."

"Let the people of the Twelve Merchants inquire if this person has been here all along."

A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he pointed at the corpse, and said, "Especially this wine stall, or around the government office, whether there has always been a shop."

"Good!"

Nodding in agreement, the corpse turned towards the wilderness: "National teacher, you also noticed it?"

"There is something unusual about this person's behavior, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't have come up, but ........"

Speaking of this, the absurd pointed around the official office: "Here, there is only one wine stall, and it is not ordinary people who dare to open a wine stall here!"

"Hmm."

In fact, he understood that the reason why the other party came up to speak revealed that he was the one who wanted them to leave early

I noticed the cultivation of Nangong Chengcheng and others.

Moreover, the other party knows who they are nine times out of ten.

In the depths of the wine stall, a solemnity flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "Qin Guoshi, the opportunity is given to you, it depends on your choice."

"Only the flowers on the other side are ripe, and if you stay here, you will all die!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man stroked the boning knife in his hand, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

.......

"Old man Feng, pay the bill!"

Araku got up and nodded to the middle-aged man, "Let's go!"

"Good!"

Leaving the wine stall, they came all the way to the guest house where they lived.

"National teacher, according to the people in the city, thirty years ago, before the official office, it was not a wine stall, but an inn, and the older people told the old man that there used to be a hook bar here."

「.......」

"The one who opened the guest house was an old man, and the one who opened the hook bar was a young man in white......

Hearing this, Huang pondered for a long time: "It seems that he has been staying here all these years, and there must be something he wants in the official office or in the yellow spring."

"He's waiting for his time!"

"National teacher, when is it?" Feng Yuyan asked.

Glancing at Feng Yuyan, he smiled wildly, and said, "Maybe it's the time to bloom, maybe it's the time for the fruit to ripen, or even the time for something to appear."

Speaking of this, the absurd words turned around and said, "Nangong, corpse, can you two feel how strong each other is?"

Among the group, Feng Yuyan and the corpse's cultivation was the lowest, but the corpse had mastered the skin of time and space, and his perception was extremely keen.

And the strongest is Nangong Allure.

It's just that the little Taoist is talented, and in some aspects, even Nangong Allure is not as good as the little Taoist.

But the little Taoist priest is not in Chengying now.

Hearing this, Nangong Chengcheng and the corpse glanced at each other, and Nangong Chengcheng took the lead in speaking: "Don't hide it from the national teacher, this person is a big enemy, I can't sense the depth of the other party's strength at all."

"However, the other party is at least Jindan!"

"Even if the hole cards are exhausted, I am not its opponent, even if it is combined with my junior brother, at most I only have my own strength, and it is not certain whether the opponent will be seriously injured."

Seeing that Nangong Allure finished speaking, the corpse also said in a deep voice, "National teacher, this person is very strong, he can kill the old man in an instant, and he can also kill anyone except the national teacher in an instant."

"And the national teacher, unless he has already been vigilant, with his keen spiritual sense and combat instinct, he can not be killed instantly."

"There is almost no chance of victory."

Hearing the words of Nangong Allure and the corpse, his heart sank: "Corpse, if the little Taoist priest and Nangong Allure join forces to strike a blow, then you, the Twelve Shang, Jiang Huanyue, Feng Yuyan, and Feng Zheng join forces for a second blow."

"In the end, what about me mending the knife?"

Hearing this, the corpse muttered for a long time: "We are all dead, and the national teacher and the other party will both be defeated and injured, and it may also be one death and one injury."

"He is worthy of being alone, and he dares to covet the treasures in the Yellow Spring!"

For this statement, the drought is not surprising.

The other party has been guarding for so many years, so he naturally has the ability.

As soon as he thought of this, he sighed: "I have heard that the Yellow Spring is eight hundred miles away, without flowers and leaves, and only a seed called Manzhu Sawa can be planted in the Yellow Spring........