No one thought that Ye Qingyu would take the initiative to go over and say hello to these two girls who shouldn't be here.

But if you think about it again, it seems to be a matter of course, because in the entire tavern, the appearance of this white-clothed young man is also an outlier, compared with other rugged men, Ye Qingyu has clear eyebrows, a slender and burly body, and has a vigorous and heroic spirit, and it seems that he should not appear in such a tavern.

It's just that the young man in white rolled up his sleeves and stepped on the bench to spit and guess the boxing orders with the men, and drank in big cans, which made people ignore this.

In everyone's minds, if there is anyone here who can succeed in talking, it must be this young man in white.

Maybe maybe you can really stage a scene in which a poor boy accosted a beautiful and kind aristocratic lady and succeeded, and finally hugged the beauty?

So in the whole tavern, everyone pretended to be drinking and punching, but in fact they were all paying attention to what was happening here, consciously or unconsciously.

Across the table.

"Who are you?" asked the girl in the golden hollow mask faintly.

Her voice was as cold as the howling wind on the snowy peak, as if it could freeze people's souls into ice slag in an instant.

"He's a badass, sister, this guy is bad. The little girl with pigtails glared at Ye Qingyu fiercely, and gestured with the short embroidered sword on her waist while being fierce.

Ye Qingyu stuck out his tongue at her.

Then he turned around, looked at the girl in the golden hollow mask, smiled, and said, "We met before, in the White Deer Academy, I helped you modify your clothes, remember?"

"Cut, at first glance, you are a disciple, and here you are talking to my sister, badass. The pigtailed little girl's eyes widened, and she sneered: "Our sister, I haven't been to any bullshit White Deer Academy, your way of accosting you is not clever at all." ”

"Little girl, there are so many words. Ye Qingyu's teeth itched.

The gold-veined hollow mask girl, her cold and empty gaze, stayed on Ye Qingyu's face for a moment, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in her eyes, and she said lightly: "I don't remember." ”

Ye Qingyu smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then do you know a girl named Song Xiaojun?"

"I don't know. The tone of the golden-veined hollow mask girl was still cold and repulsive thousands of miles away.

Ye Qingyu had been observing her expression very carefully, but he hadn't noticed any slight changes.

He was about to change the topic again, but the girl with pigtails next to him finally couldn't help but use a toy-like embroidered sword, knocked Ye Qingyu's head fiercely, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you looking at? If you peek at my sister again, you will gouge out your eyeballs...... Hmph!"

Ye Qingyu covered his head and grinned.

This little girl is too violent.

No wonder she dared to be so bold, she was dressed in the skin of a disciple of the Ziwei Sect that day, and appeared in the Qingfeng Drizzle Building, she claimed to be from the Dark Immovable City that day, but unfortunately she walked too fast, and Ye Qingyu didn't have time to ask anything.

But now, everything doesn't need to be asked.

Because Song Xiaojun, who made Ye Qingyu think about it day and night, had already appeared.

The first time he appeared was when he attacked and killed Lu Chaoge.

And the second appearance is just around the corner.

The moment the two girls entered this small restaurant, Ye Qingyu had already recognized that this girl wearing a gold-patterned hollow mask was Song Xiaojun, although her aura and temperament had changed greatly, and after fusing the dark bloodline, it was like a completely changed person, but Ye Qingyu was too familiar with Song Xiaojun, even if she was blindfolded, she could sense the existence of the other party.

As for this little girl with pigtails, calling Song Xiaojun her sister, she should also be a member of the Dark Immovable City, and it seems that she is Song Xiaojun's maid.

It's just that these two people, I don't know what method they used, cut off the breath of dark power on their bodies, so they look no different from normal people, and they can't even feel the existence of any power fluctuations on their bodies, no one can imagine that these two delicate and cute mysterious aristocratic girls will be one of the culprits who assassinated Lu Chaoge, the god of the Youyan Army, that day.

Ye Qingyu was smashed by the little girl with an embroidered sword, and she grinned her teeth.

Everyone in the tavern burst into laughter.

Seeing Ye Qingyu eating deflated again and again, the men and the proprietress of the bucket waist all let out a good-natured laugh.

"You girl, it's too barbaric...... Ye Qingyu raised his hand angrily, and with a bang, he flicked a chestnut on the pigtail's head, and said angrily: "I'm talking to your master, can you be a little polite, don't always interject." ”

"Hey, you dare to hit me......" The pigtailed little Lori had a tendency to go berserk on the spot.

The girl in the golden hollow mask glanced at her.

Little Lori suddenly reined in her arrogance, and said aggrievedly: "But sister, this villain beats me......"

The masked girl did not speak.

Ye Qingyu made a provocative grimace at the little girl with pigtails, and the angry latter little tiger teeth showed up and snorted, but he sulked helplessly on the side.

"My name is Ye Qingyu...... Can we make friends?" Ye Qingyu smiled and stretched out his hand.

The temptation of the previous two questions made Ye Qingyu realize that Song Xiaojun had really forgotten everything before, and Wang Jianru didn't seem to have made any explanations to her, let alone mention Song Xiaojun's previous affairs in Bailu Academy, this may also be Song Xiaojun's safety considerations in the future, since he has changed his identity, it is better to forget everything completely.

Song Xiaojun, who was wearing a gold-patterned hollow mask, finally looked at Ye Qingyu very seriously, there was no trace of emotion in her pure and flawless eyes, she looked at Ye Qingyu's outstretched hand again, and shook her head: "No." ”

The people in the tavern laughed again.

Others deliberately whistled, others banged on the table, mercilessly laughing at the young man in white for another failed conversation.

The pigtailed little Lori snorted angrily and squeezed her eyebrows, with a provocative expression that you deserve.

Ye Qingyu wanted to say something more, but suddenly saw that there was a faint hint of impatience in Song Xiaojun's eyes under the mask, and he immediately realized that this contact was going to end here.

After all, Song Xiaojun after the freshman is no longer the little Lori who likes to stick to herself before, but a top powerhouse who is strong enough to kill Lu Chaoge, and has a cold personality, she didn't even bother to deal with a strong person like Lu Chaoge that day, and today she went to answer her three questions for the first time, which is already at the limit.

If you continue to entangle, I am afraid that it will leave a negative impression, and it will be even more difficult to get in touch in the future.

"Okay, then I won't bother you," Ye Qingyu got up with a loss, smiled, turned to leave, walked a few steps, turned around, and added, "It's been a bit chaotic in the city recently, you two, be careful, don't run around recklessly." ”

After speaking, he returned to his original seat.

Ye Qingyu was greeted by the men who had drunk and guessed the boxing order together before, and laughed mercilessly, anyway, they had already failed to talk to each other before, so they would not spare this young man in white who also failed to talk in their eyes, someone slapped Ye Qingyu's shoulder fiercely, and threw over a large rough embryo clay pot filled with spirits......

"You people...... Ye Qingyu shook his head with a wry smile, slammed his slap on the table, and yelled: "Come, drink, who dares to fight with me?"

Suddenly, several men stood up not to be outdone.

The whole restaurant was in a hurry.

The proprietress of the bucket waist couldn't close her mouth.

Today's business is really hot, just the wine money is worth more than ten days of benefits on weekdays, thanks to the young man in white who looks delicate and polite, originally thought to be a young cub, who knows that the amount of wine is amazing, and he is not afraid of life at all, he looks like he is self-cooked, and he is even more like a buffalo when he fights wine......

"It would be nice if this little handsome man in white came every day for the rest of his life. ”

The bucket waist proprietress thought happily, and kept urging Xiao Er to hurry up and bring the wine.

I don't know when, Song Xiaojun and the pigtails got up and left.

Ye Qingyu did not follow.

He and a group of strong men fought hard for a long time.

An hour later, when he walked out of the door of this house called [Red Dust Tavern] with a rough embryo clay pot wine jar, a drunk strong man who was already lying on the ground behind him was already lying on the ground, and someone vomited directly on the table, and the air was filled with a strange smell......

The shopkeeper was not surprised by this, and was cleaning up the mess all over the ground with a smile.

"Brother Jun, come often in the future...... The old lady will give you a twenty percent discount!" Behind the account table, the bucket waist proprietress also smiled, and was biting a silver ingot in her hand with her yellow back molars, this is the wine money left by Ye Qingyu, and said that she would eat and drink extravagantly and waste to enjoy the feeling of happiness, and this wine was drunk to the end, naturally he came to treat him, and the bill of the entire restaurant, this ingot of silver was enough to settle the bill.

Ye Houye, who has a lot of money and a big business, naturally doesn't care about this bit of silver.

Maybe it's because of the profoundness of martial arts cultivation and the reason for the toughness, dozens of jars of spirits in the lower abdomen, Ye Qingyu is still very sober, without the slightest drunkenness, he is full of alcohol, holding the clay pot wine jar, with a satisfied smile on his face, he walked in the direction of the White Horse Tower......

It's time to go back.

Occasional indulgence, but penance was still the main rhythm of his life.

It was very surprising that Song Xiaojun was still in Youyan Pass.

Ye Qingyu originally thought that she had already left with Yan Buhui and the others, but who knew that she would stay.

Is the most dangerous place the safest?

This little Lori's courage is really a thief, saying that she is not worried about her safety, that is false, but Ye Qingyu is also very clear in her heart that her worries cannot change anything, on the day when the dark immovable city came, Song Xiaojun and Yan Buhui could come and go freely in the heavily guarded Youyan Pass, which means that she should have left some means of self-protection......

It's just that little Lori stayed in the city, what was it for?

Ye Qingyu couldn't figure it out.

But today's meeting, three sentences of dialogue, has made him extremely content.

Since Xiaojun is still in the city, maybe we will meet again.

If you deliberately track or entangle, it will backfire.

Before dark, Ye Qingyu returned to the White Horse Tower.