Chapter 384: Poor Dagger

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, his face was silent, and he just sighed for a while, and then responded, "In this way, it is not good to sweep away the happiness of the people, and there will be the Lord of the Lao Valley!"

Since the big ship docked at the port, Ye Qingxuan saw the crowd in the ruins, and he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

The rivers and lakes of this world are extremely cruel, just look at his Yuxu Palace before he wants to come out, and he has repeatedly encountered the exploits of Feilai Temple and Lianyun Village.

If a martial arts sect is proud of the spring breeze and has strong strength, maybe others will not be good, but they will not travel thousands of miles and come to congratulate them without any effort.

Of course, there are exceptions to this situation, if the prestige of a sect reaches the six super factions in the world, or the prestige of the Diancang faction in the most prosperous period, I am afraid that no matter what kind of mentality, others will always have to give this face.

But what kind of catty is he, and how famous his Jade Void Palace is in the rivers and lakes of Jingzhou, Ye Qingxuan's heart is very clear, because these people say that they are waiting for himself and others to return from the bandits, and he doesn't believe a word of these high-sounding words.

These words are just enough to deceive those simple-minded martial arts people, but how could Ye Qingxuan, a modern person who has crossed over, let down his guard so easily?

At this time, he agreed to go together, just to see clearly, what kind of medicine these people are selling in the gourd, after all, in his opinion, the general strength of this Baiyun Gu Lord is just a mid-congenital or late-stage realm, and this strength, Ye Qingxuan still doesn't care about it.

Although no matter how suspicious Ye Qingxuan was in his heart, this Baiyun Valley Valley Lord always had a respectful smiling face, just as the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, if they really didn't have anything, then Ye Qingxuan would naturally be happy.

Although this wet mouth has been burned, killed and looted by Wang Zhi, Xu Hai and others, and then after a series of battles, there are still many complete houses in the city.

And no matter what the valley lord of Baiyun Valley is for, he has put a lot of effort into it, not only cleaning up the best remaining houses in the city, but waiting for everyone to stay overnight.

He also asked people to clean up a large open space square in the middle of the town, and around this square was filled with strange flowers and plants specially transported from his Baiyun Valley.

In addition, even the cooks in his sect who were in charge of the disciples' daily meals specially pulled over to cook food for everyone.

So when everyone came here, the first thing they saw was the full sincerity of the valley lord of Baiyun Valley, so they immediately raised their eyebrows and thanked the valley lord of Baiyun Valley one after another.

These martial arts people who survived the catastrophe have been floating on the sea for ten days and half a month, gnawing some fleshy and some light and tasteless white water all day long, and a bird has long faded out of their mouths.

After everyone sat down, they felt the fragrance of flowers and plants on the tip of their noses, which immediately made them feel refreshed, as if they were not in the ruins of a town, but in a garden.

The valley lord of Baiyun Valley insisted on letting Ye Qingxuan to the guest of honor, then stood up, poured himself a glass of wine, picked up the wine glass with a look of respect, and arched his hand towards everyone and said, "Heroes, thanks to your sacrifice of life and death, this sea disaster that has plagued the Great Jin for many years can be regarded as eradicated.

Although these words were also high-sounding and sincere, Ye Qingxuan heard it, but he was strange in his heart, this Baiyun Valley Lord is not an official or a citizen, but the head of a Jianghu sect, these words are excellent, but when he said it, he has some discordant identity in the world.

As everyone knows, this Baiyun Valley Valley Lord was also up and down in his heart at this time, and secretly glanced at Ye Qingxuan with the tail of his eyes, and after seeing that he didn't make any objections, this was the way to put down a hanging heart.

Seeing that the initiators of this feast had raised their glasses, and everyone had no reason to follow, they filled their glasses one by one and raised their glasses to be invited.

Of course, these martial arts people are not all simple-minded and reckless, after all, when they come out to walk the rivers and lakes, the most basic vigilance is still there.

If the wine and food prepared by others are eaten and drunk so easily, it is good if they are non-toxic, otherwise others will have evil intentions and put poison in the wine and food, then these people don't even know how they died!

I saw that most of the martial arts people cautiously took out the silver needle from their arms, or felt out the sterling silver tableware, and after carefully testing them one by one, they nodded without a trace.

And when the valley lord of Baiyun Valley saw this, his face did not change, he still held a glass of wine, and watched with a smile as everyone tested the poison there, making a bright and upright appearance.

After testing the poison, all the people at the table saw that the wine and food were fine, and then looked at the frank appearance of the valley lord of Baiyun Valley, and suddenly felt a little guilty in their hearts, so they picked up the wine glasses, stood up, and made a gesture to drink the wine in the wine glass!

"Qingxuan Dao Chief!please!" After the valley lord of Baiyun Valley raised his glass to everyone with a smile, he said to Ye Qing Xuangong again, "I know that the Taoist chief is a monk and doesn't like to drink, so I specially prepared the best tea, and I ask the Taoist chief to appreciate his face!"

As he spoke, the valley lord of the Baiyun Valley put down his wine glass, picked up the teapot at hand, filled the teacup with a cup of tea, and then as if to prove his innocence, he raised his head and drank the tea in the cup cleanly!

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan showed a smile on his face, and then took the teapot, poured a cup for himself, and after holding it up, he stood up and signaled to everyone, and then the teacup and wine cup touched lightly, and Ye Qingxuan also raised his head and drank the tea cleanly!

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan drank the tea he prepared so easily, the valley lord of Baiyun Valley couldn't help but be slightly happy in his eyes, and then poured tea and wine, and quickly lowered his head, for fear of being seen by Ye Qingxuan.

After drinking this opening wine, all the surviving martial arts people who returned from the bandit were full of joy, or they were happy to change their cups and drink, or they were immersed in eating vegetables, as if they were starving to death, and the scene was very lively for a while.

This feast was full of a morning's work, and everyone was full of wine and food, burping one by one, showing a satisfied look, and even those who drank without braids, all of them had obscene smiles on their faces, and they didn't know what wonderful things they had dreamed of.

Seeing that they had almost eaten and drunk, the valley lord of Baiyun Valley stood up with a smile on his face, and then retreated without a trace, and then said in a good time, "Everyone, everyone must have eaten and drunk enough, right?