The sun is setting, and the sky is full of red glow.

And as the last bit of sunlight came to an end, the whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

The floating spirit boat shuttles through the clouds.

But it hovered without warning.

The lights inside flickered on and off, which inexplicably made people feel a little gloomy.

There was a soft squeak.

The door to the ship's restaurant was pushed open through a gap.

A gust of cold wind quietly poured in.

The temperature then drops rapidly.

Even some of the water stains are starting to freeze.

"Magic!?"

Jing Rong, the leader of the guards, took a few steps back.

When he stabilized his figure, he stared at the crack in the door in front of him, and his expression instantly became cold and condensed.

A little farther away, Aunt Feng squinted her eyes and knocked over the low table with a bang, like a great enemy blocking Yan Aya's body.

In addition, whether it was Duanmu Xun's master and apprentice of Snow Lotus Mountain, or Xin Mo and Dai Yang, they all turned pale in an instant, and they were restless in place.

Magical?

Which magic is powerful!?

In order to practice the Ice Fountain Spiritual Technique, the demon who almost slaughtered an entire city!?

Didn't you say that this person was hunted down and killed by the Red Mountain Spirit Domain, and he had already died and had no place to be buried?

How could he appear here with a swagger and dare to attack the Lingzhou of the Chishan Yan family?

Duanmu Xun's brows were furrowed, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xin Yu and Dai Yang glanced at each other, and quietly retreated two steps back, looking for the most suitable way to retreat.

When there was a soft sound.

Wei Tao casually threw away the empty wine glass.

Eyes looked away from the messy ground and looked through the crack in the door into the hallway outside.

The surging white mist filled it, and a looming figure could be seen inside, standing there motionless.

The next moment.

There was another soft squeak.

The door to the restaurant was pushed open completely.

The white mist quickly surged towards the house.

Wherever the fog touches, a thin layer of ice emerges.

Under the reflection of flickering and dimming lights, it looks crystal clear and transparent.

Smack!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of light footsteps followed.

It seems to merge with the surging white mist.

It's like beating the ice crystals that spread.

It wasn't until a cloud of green light lit up from Jing Rong's hand that it was able to withstand the invasion of the white mist.

The green light and white mist are intertwined, and the edges gradually overlap into one place.

The forces of the two different colors clashed violently, but at the same time all the turmoil stopped, and suddenly became distinct.

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"The old man didn't mean to break in, but he suddenly found that Miss Yan's spirit boat was here, so he just wanted to come and meet him."

"It's just that I didn't expect that in addition to Miss Yan, there are still a few spirit planters here, and it just so happens that a few pots of flowers and plants raised by the old man's house are diseased, but I can ask you to come with me for diagnosis and treatment."

When Mo Li said this, his words suddenly changed, "Miss Yan has always been kind and generous, and she will definitely not refuse this little request from the old man."

Yan Aya lowered her eyes, "I can probably guess who the senior of the demon power is doing things for, then the senior should naturally know what the junior invited a few spirit planters for.

So, why would the seniors think that the juniors would agree to your request and let a few spirit planters leave with you?"

"Miss Yan agrees or not, it's your business."

Mo Li suddenly laughed, "But the legs are long on the bodies of several spirit planters, whether you want to go with me, Miss Yan is afraid that it doesn't matter, I still need to listen to their own opinions."

Then, without waiting for Yan Aya to speak, he continued, his voice eerie and sharp, sounding like the mournful cry of a night owl.

"Duanmu Xun, the Great Spirit Planter of Snow Lotus Mountain, is considered a well-known force in the surrounding area, and has almost collected about thirty percent of the spiritual food trade around Baifeng City."

"Xin Moth, you are good at refining poison and expelling poison spirits, but a few years ago, you were plotted to be poisoned by poison gas, and although you survived with your own ability, you had to suffer from ten thousand ants at midnight every day."

"Dai Yang, who is good at killing spirit insects, lives in seclusion with his family in Qingquan Town, and has a son who is now practicing spiritual arts in Wanhuamen, and is trying to find a way to become a personal disciple of an elder surnamed Ling."

Speaking of which, the icy white mist quietly dissipated.

Revealing a withered and thin figure inside.

Demon Li narrowed his eyes and looked around the faces of several people.

An inexplicable smile gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

"Mr. Duanmu wants to make Snow Lotus Mountain go further and lay a more solid foundation for the development of future disciples."

"Xin Moth is plagued by spiritual poison and is always looking for an antidote that can restore healing."

"And Mrs. Dai Yang, all your thoughts are on your only son, and I want him to obtain better cultivation resources and embark on a path to get ahead."

"Maybe Miss Yan Aya gave you some promises to ask a few people to help, but the old man is still here to kindly remind you, lest you make the wrong choice."

He retracted his gaze and said, "What she can give you, the son behind the old man can definitely give more."

But if you are still obsessed and have to choose a path to the dark, I am afraid that not only will you not be able to receive the benefits given by Miss Yan, but there will even be a monstrous disaster that is about to befall you.

Finally, again, Miss Aya's surname is Yan, and the old man naturally won't have any disrespect for her, but a few of them are not surnamed Yan, and they didn't even have anything to do with the Yan family before, so if something bad happens, you can think about it yourself."

"That's all the old man's words, whether you want to leave with me or not, please think about it carefully, and then follow your heart to make a choice."

The sound fell, and the white mist quietly rose again.

The cold and cold invaded silently, quickly enveloping half of the banquet hall.

Yan Aya's silver teeth clenched, and two blush appeared on her cheeks, "Demon Li, you deceive people too much, so you are not afraid of my father......

"It seems that Miss Aya is very self-aware, and she knows that these stinky fish and rotten shrimp under her are not my opponents, so she wants to directly use the name of her elders to subdue the old man."

Mo Li laughed again, his voice getting louder and louder, and he didn't have any scruples.

"If Miss Aya's father hadn't been injured, the old man would naturally not have dared to be so arrogant, and even the son behind him might have been much more cautious in his actions.

It's just that Lord Chongshan's physical condition is very worrying, and although you hide this matter in every possible way, there is no impermeable wall in the world after all, and Miss Aya has to face the next challenges alone......

Suddenly, there was a bang.

With a series of footsteps, it was quietly heard at this moment.

"Senior Duanmu, Mr. Xin Moth, you ......."

Yan Aya opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Dai Yang on the other side.

saw Dai Yang sigh faintly, with a guilty expression on his face, and bowed slightly to this side.

Then he left the same place and walked towards the place where the white mist was surging.

Swish......

Silently, the cold mist gradually receded.

Together with a few spirit planters, they quickly disappeared into the corridor of the banquet hall, and there was no trace of them again.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Aunt Feng leaned closer, lowered her voice and said softly, "These spirit planters don't talk about morality, even if they leave, it doesn't matter, we still have enough time now, we can look for it again......

Yan Aya sighed slowly, "Morality without strength as a support is just a useless thing that stays in words, and anyone can tear it to shreds.

As for finding other spirit planters, although the time is not too short, if you hurry up, you may be able to find someone else to replace you.

But now that today's incident has happened, it means that our details have been completely figured out, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to act secretly as before."

She said slowly, and sighed again, "Aunt Feng take Uncle Jingrong down to heal, and see if there are any casualties on the Spirit Boat, let me be alone here for a while."

Aunt Feng nodded, turned her head to look to the side, and walked away quickly with the weak Jing Rong in her arms.

Yan Aya sat down dejectedly, picked up the wine jug that was poured at hand, poured the remaining wine into her mouth in one gulp, and sat still as if she was lost.

Little by little, time passed.

After a few breaths, the lights in the coffin returned to normal, completely illuminating the messy banquet hall.

Yan Aya raised her head at this time, her eyes fell on the messy ground, and then she suddenly held her breath.

There was even a man eating.

She secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and squinted her eyes to look closely.

Only to find that not far away, there was still a table of wine and food that had not been overturned, and a person was sitting there pouring himself a drink, slowly tasting the dishes that were about to cool.

Yan Aya couldn't help but be stunned, and she didn't even react for a while.

No wonder when Aunt Feng left, she looked in the direction of the side, and seemed to be a little hesitant, it turned out that it was because of this.

It's a pity that her mind has been a little dazed, and there is no light in the banquet hall, so she didn't find that there was still someone left.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Subconsciously asked, "Didn't Mr. Wei leave?"

Wei Tao swallowed the food and looked up, his eyes and expressions seemed to be a little complicated and indescribable.

"Miss Yan's question really makes me not know how to answer."

After a pause, he refilled himself with a drink, sighed, and continued, "Sometimes I think you're smart, and sometimes you're like a fool who says things that hurt people's pride."

Yan Aya was stunned again, "Why did Mr. Wei say this?"

Wei Tao was silent for a long time, "You asked me why I didn't leave, but I thought about it carefully.

The point is that the fool who is neither male nor female just now, he didn't call my name from beginning to end, let alone invite me in any way, how can you let me leave with him?"

"Uh......"

Yan Aya almost choked on a sip of wine, and suddenly coughed violently.

"Mr. Wei is right, I am a fool, and a pure fool."

After a long time, she struggled to calm her breath, "It's a mess here, and the wine and food are already a little cold, so I'll have someone come over and clean up immediately, make a new table of noodles, and have a good drink with Mr. Wei, which can be regarded as making amends for what I just said."

"This

It's a lot more pleasing to the ear."

Wei Tao nodded, with a gentle smile on his face, "Remember to prepare more food, I may consume a little too much tonight, and I need to make a little energy reserve in advance."

In the night sky more than ten miles away.

A spirit boat with an entire body of inky blue hovers in the void.

On the terrace with a view at the very front.

A young man in a beautiful long suit stood with his hands in his hands, looking out at the clouds surging in the distance.

Behind him, a woman wearing heavy armor and surrounded by spiritual power on the surface of her body followed with a sword.

"Young Master Ming, this demon is brutal in nature, although he was subdued by the old man at the beginning, and after all these years of suppression and training, he can't eliminate the bloody anger in his bones after all.

In case he is so ferocious that he injures or even kills Miss Yan Aya, we are afraid that it will be difficult for us to deal with the next hand."

The heavily armored woman stared in the direction where Yunzhou was, feeling the cold aura that suddenly erupted in the distance, and her brows couldn't help frowning a little.

"I know."

The young man smiled and looked disapproving.

"In that case, the slave understands."

The heavily armored woman lowered her eyes, "Since the young master has made up his mind, please let the slave and maid come forward to answer it, in case someone on the opposite spirit boat takes advantage of the chaos to escape."

She was about to say something, but was interrupted by the young man raising his hand.

"Yingyu, I know what you want to say."

"But, when did I say I was going to take Yan Aya's sister's life?"

"Never once, never ever did anything to kill her."

Yan Ming sighed, and continued, "At least until my Uncle Chongshan takes his last breath, Sister Yan Aya is absolutely safe."

"Now that the fifth uncle has not recovered from his serious injuries, as a junior, I naturally won't fall too far into the well and force a spiritual magician in the virtual realm directly to a dead end.

What I want to achieve in the end is to let him sink into despair little by little in hope, and lie in bed in peace waiting for death to come."

"Then if the magic is powerful, I don't know how serious it is."

Yingyu still didn't quite understand.

"If you think so, it means that you still don't really understand magic powers."

"He's actually a very smart person, he knows exactly what he can do and what he can't do, and he can grasp the dividing line between what he can and can't do.

Otherwise, my father would not have spared his life, and let him hide in the shadows and continue to do some black work for us."

Yan Ming said slowly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"I have always told you that whether you look at people or do things, you must not simply look at the surface, but through the appearance to understand the hidden essence inside, so that you can not be disturbed by external objects and make correct judgments and decisions.

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"But then again, although the magic force won't make a move against Yan Aya, the people below her are not the children of the Chishan Yan family, so even if there is a slight movement, it is not a big deal."

Yingyu bowed slightly, "My subordinates understand."

Suddenly, there was the sound of light footsteps.

From near and far.

"Minglang, it's windy outside, and the concubine has prepared a cloak for you."

A moment later, a slender figure appeared behind Yan Ming's side, and personally draped a plain cloak over his body.

Yingyu bowed slightly and saluted, "My subordinates have seen Miss Yue."

"This time, thanks to the information provided by Sister Akiman, it would not have been possible to catch her trace so easily."

Yan Ming patted the back of the girl's hand, with a doting smile on his face, "After you and her come back from the Red Mountain Spirit Domain this time, don't go back in the near future, I need you to stay and help me deal with some things, and take Baifeng City into our hands as soon as possible."

The girl was silent for a moment, and sighed faintly, "But I don't want to be separated from Minglang, and my father is here, so if Minglang has anything, you can contact him directly."

"I won't let you go back, and it's for your safety."

Yan Ming said, "If you let her know that you and I have come together, and then know that it was you who passed on the news, even if the two of you are cousins, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop Yan Aya's sudden murderous opportunity."

After a pause, he continued, "As long as I pass this selection, and then suppress and subdue Yan Aya, and include the power of the Fifth Uncle's lineage, then you can appear in front of her openly, and even order her to do things in a commanding tone."

Yue Qiuman nodded, his eyes were like water, and he said softly, "I know, everything is up to Minglang."

At this moment, a cloud of white mist crept in.

A moment later, several figures landed on the spirit boat.

"Demonic seniors have worked hard."

Yan Ming looked at the few people who bowed and saluted, and a rich smile appeared on his face, "Yingyu, you go and prepare a table now, I want to wash the dust for a few spirit planters."

"Hey, no, why does it seem like there's one person missing?"

At this moment, Yue Qiuman suddenly spoke, "Just in the last two days, I saw her call a seller of spiritual food to the mansion, and there doesn't seem to be that person's face here."

"Oh?"

"It seems that the information we had in the early stage was a little omission, thanks to the fact that Sister Qiu Man rushed to see me off, otherwise we wouldn't have found out about this situation."

Yan Ming frowned slightly, "It's just a seller of spiritual food, can you be sure that he is also a spiritual planter with a certain strength?"

Duanmu Xun stepped forward and bowed slightly, "Back to Gongzi's words, the old man has had a few words of conversation with that person."

"He claims to be a disciple of Master Zhou of the Red Line Gate, and he is good at spiritual arts, such as walking clouds and spreading rain, and has experience in planting trees.

And this man looks a little arrogant and reserved, and even if he wants to talk to him, he still looks like he loves to answer."

Yan Ming listened silently.

At first, I was a little unimpressed.

But when I heard the experience of planting trees and the description of being arrogant and reserved, my expression gradually became a little different.

He glanced around.

Mo Li immediately bowed down and confessed, "This matter cannot be done by the old slave, but please rest assured, I will go and bring people."

………………

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Yan Aya cheered up and personally organized people to clean up.

Another stack of voices urged him to hurry up and prepare the table.

Under the supervision of Miss Yan, everyone moved quickly, and it didn't take long to decorate the banquet hall and put more sumptuous wine and food on the table.

"Mr. Wei, I'll toast you."

Yan Aya filled her wine glass and held it up with both hands.

"Miss Yan is polite, come, let's drink this cup together."

Wei Tao raised his hand to touch her and brought the cup to his mouth.

Right now.

There were no signs.

The entire spirit boat shook to the ground.

The dishes on the table snapped.

The soup suddenly splashed all over the table.

Followed by.

And there was a surging white mist.

Quietly poured in through the crack in the door of the banquet hall.

Smack!

Bang bang bang!

Footsteps followed.

It's like a hammer that keeps falling on Yan Aya's heart.

It put a lot of pressure on her.

She bit her lower lip aggressively, and her brow was so gloomy that she could almost drip water.

"Too much deception, too much deception!"

Yan Aya paused word by word and muttered to herself.

But there is simply no way to respond effectively.

Even under the erosion of the cold breath, even the body couldn't stop trembling.

After a few breaths.

Suddenly there was a soft squeak.

The door to the ballroom was pushed open.

A large amount of white mist surged in in an instant.

There was also a sharp voice, which also sounded at the same time.

"It turns out that you are the spiritual food seller, and I just forgot to bring you, which caused the old man to have to make another trip."

Katsa!

！

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

There is also a strong aroma of sake, which spreads quickly along the dripping drink.

Wei Tao crushed the copper wine jug and slowly straightened up from behind the table.

"Spiritual food sellers?"

"I'm a cool dealer!"

"It's not enough to overturn a table, you have to run here to do it again."

"I just want to have a quiet dinner, do you fool have a grudge against Lao Tzu!?"

"Since you won't let me eat it, then you won't eat it in the future!"

Rumble!

！

Suddenly the wind howled and exploded violently.

A figure was wrapped in raging flames.

Piercing through the thick white mist, he was already in front of the demon in an instant.

「……！？」

The devil narrowed his eyes violently.

A fist falling from the sky was reflected in the child's hole.

Violent sirens rang wildly, occupying almost all of his heart.

also made his whole person like an ice cellar, like falling into the abyss, cold from head to toe.

"This violent feeling of oppression, what kind of killing spirit technique!?"

"But why didn't I feel the presence of spiritual power?"

"What the hell is he trying to do!?"

"This guy, he wants to punch me to death!?"

"I'm a psychic who is only one step away from breaking into the void, and I still have a spirit disc on my body that can be activated at any time as a defense, is he crazy to think that he can ...... with just one fist and a few small flames?"

Bang!

！

Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion.

The suspended spirit boat shook violently.

A dark light rose quietly, but it only existed for a moment, and then it directly turned into dots of debris.

At this moment, the demon stared at the fist that continued to fall.

In addition to the incomparable horror in my heart, there was only indescribable confusion and confusion.

What the hell is this, it's a spiritual food seller!?

He just couldn't imagine it.

What kind of white flame could be so powerful that it directly evaporated and burned through the ice mist that he had cultivated for most of his life.

What's even more terrifying is the ordinary-looking fist.

It was able to directly penetrate the defensive barrier of the spirit disk, and it was about to fall on his head.

"No, I don't want to die!"

Moli wanted to ask for mercy, wanted to shout.

But he couldn't even say a word.

The whole person was smashed into meat sauce with falling fists, which were evenly spread on the floor of the banquet hall.

Rumble!

Wei Tao landed, and then turned his head to look out the window.

"Twice in a row won't let me eat!"

"Since this old thing came from there, there should still be his accomplices."

"If you don't do it, you can't stop it, only by killing them in the past can you have a clear mind, and then you can really stop!"

Rumble!

The wind swept up again, and the figure covered in blood disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Only left stunned, like Yan Aya in a dream, and the roar of a certain sentence kept appearing in her heart.

"We're just punching and kicking there, and even swords are rare."

A punch, a kick?

One punch to kill the Great Psychic Master, one punch!?