This Canglang city is very prosperous, and there are a variety of goods along the street. Yunlang Zhenren just went around briefly, and almost bought the food on the road. There was a rare silence along the way, and the silent and pale teenagers behind them should have been shocked by what had just happened, and they had not yet recovered from their senses.

Yunlang Zhenren shook his head helplessly, this group of teenagers who live in the countryside without rhyme with the world have suffered such a big blow after encountering a little twist and turn, and there will be more torments in the future, I don't know if they can survive it. Looking at that Wu Fan's eyes were blank, he also followed behind him in a daze, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although Wu Fan's performance just now was in a hurry, he also had some fighting spirit, and he dared to resist the edge of the sword with his bare hands. Although it is the courage of a horseman, it is commendable for such a young child. And now it seems that he is a little afraid, which can be regarded as the nature of children. Retracting his thoughts, Yun Lang took the group and continued to walk forward, preparing to find an inn to rest on the way.

At this time, although Wu Fan looked blank, his heart was turbulent. I don't know why, just now in a trance, there was a feeling of blood surging, as if he could take off one of Fang Wei's arms, so he faced the sword and swung his fist. Just when the fist was about to hit Fang Wei, a coolness in his chest made him sober up, and he hurriedly collected some strength and hit Fang Wei's wrist hard.

Although it is not crippled, at least it will not be able to hold a sword for a long time, which is also a shame for a pampered and well-pampered family. Of course, Wu Fan didn't think about it so much, and the girl like a fairy in jasper clothes vaguely appeared in his mind, and the steps under his feet were a little brisk with his heartbeat.

By this time it was dusk, it was getting late, the merchants and vendors had dispersed, and the noise on the street corners had gradually subsided. At this time, Yunlang Zhenren walked to a brightly lit place in the west of Cangling City.

When I got closer, I found that there was an antique building standing here, and I used to pass through this place in a hurry. Today's incident was delayed a little, but it was a coincidence, and I was able to stop and watch it a little, and found that this place was so extraordinary. I saw that under the roof of red diamonds and green tiles, there was a four-edged lantern hanging on the eaves of the phoenix heads at the four corners.

The lantern is embroidered with cuckoos, orioles, magpies, and mandarin ducks on all sides, as if the lantern is about to fly out with the phoenix on the cornice, and the cage bone is inlaid with crystal clear gems, which is very beautiful under the light of the fire. In front of the door is a nine-step stone staircase, about three zhang wide. Among them, a space is cut out to cultivate soil and planted with flowers, which is really fragrant.

On both sides of the stone steps are low wall handrails, connected by several stone pillars, and carved with pictures of birds, which are hazy under the light of lanterns, like birds playing around the pillars, which is very magical. The group of them stepped up the steps and heard the sound of staggering inside, which was really lively.

Walk up the steps and look into the door, in the middle of the hall, a huge plane tree with a hundred years of rich and vigorous vigor rises on the ground, lush and leafy, close to the front of the branch tied to a jade plate, carved on it two big characters - Fengting.

The space on the first floor of the phoenix pavilion is very spacious, and the tables and chairs are arranged in a circle around the pillars, making a hundred birds facing the phoenix. Along the walls around the hall is a row of plane stairs leading to the second floor, which is divided into spaces at intervals, making it quiet compared to the hustle and bustle of the first floor. I could only vaguely see the light in the room, and there was a faint figure floating on the window paper.

Looking up again, the third floor of the Fengting Pavilion is a private space, and it feels even more quiet and lonely, and it should be rarely patronized by people in normal times, perhaps only the powerful people of famous families are fortunate enough to be able to climb here.

Everyone entered the Feng Pavilion, and the shopkeeper on the side saw this group of naïve teenagers who were taking the lead, but they pursed their lips and disdained it. Looking at the person who followed behind him again, he looked at his clothes carefully, and after so many years, he naturally heard some stories on the rivers and lakes, and knew that this person must be extraordinary.

He hurriedly put on a smiling face, trotted forward, nodded and greeted: "Ouch, this immortal chief should be from the Jade Pot Sect, right? Seeing that there are so many of you, you should be staying in the hotel so late. Now you have a taste of our meal, and I will go to the back and arrange a lodging for you, and when you are full of food and drink, I will take you to the back to rest. ”

Yunlang Zhenren nodded when he heard this, and waved his hand to signal the shopkeeper to lead the way. When the shopkeeper saw it, he smiled, led the way in front, took them to a relatively quiet place in the corner, helped everyone put down their luggage, ordered food, and hurriedly found someone to arrange a place to stay.

After a long journey, although this group of teenagers "flew" to come, they were still a little tired from being hung in the sky, and finally had a place to sit down and rest, so they all chattered and complained. Yunlang Zhenren coughed and glared at them, and they were quiet for a while, and then whispered to each other.

Just as Yunlang was waiting for the food to be served, he felt that the noisy room suddenly became quiet, and then he heard the sound of chattering. Yunlang looked up and saw that they really met everywhere in life, and as soon as they parted in a blink of an eye, they met with Na Hongfeng and his party again.

The group of children of the Fang family was talked about by everyone, and the arrogant look on their faces added a little more, as if they were indispensable, and the faces of the children of the big family were unconcealed. At this time, as soon as Hongfeng raised his head, he also happened to meet Yunlang's gaze, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and the group walked to the table separated from Yunlang's real person by a railing, saluted, and sat down.

The second ancestors of the Fang family also saw Yun Lang and his party, and they were reluctant to sit on the side close to them, as if they were afraid of getting into bad luck. Then they all went about chatting on their own. And Fang Wei, who was hanging one arm, looked at the back of the head of Wu Fan, who was sitting with his back to him, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Wu Fan scratched the back of his head, which felt a little hot, feeling uncomfortable, and when he turned around, he saw Fang Wei's resentful eyes, and couldn't help frowning, ready to turn around.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, so frightened that Wu Fan almost fell off the chair. When he looked closely, it turned out to be the girl who was bumped into by himself, and seeing her looking at herself with a straight face, Wu Fan felt very uncomfortable and at a loss.

When the girl saw Wu Fan like this, she couldn't stand anymore, she laughed and said to him, "Hey, are you afraid of me?" "..."My name is Shi Yurou, what is your name?" "..."..."..."Seeing Wu Fan's stunned appearance, she didn't respond to herself, and Shi Yurou stomped her feet angrily.

Then she raised her hand and tapped Wu Fan's head, and Wu Fan reacted and stumbled: "Ah, Miss Shi, you... Hello, I... My name is Ufan. "Oh, U, Fan. That Shi Yurou muttered word by word, "Don't call Miss Shi Shi, it's not good at all, you can call me Yurou." "Well, okay, Miss Shi. "Oh, what a fool, ignore you!" he said and turned back to sit back at the table, and Wu Fan couldn't help but smile wryly.

Looking up again, he found that it was not only Fang Wei, except for Shi Yurou, who had his back to him, and Hongfeng, who closed his eyes and recuperated with his back to him, the rest of the people were all staring at him, and Wu Fan felt for the first time that his gaze could also kill. Now I am like a plucked chicken, baked by a raging flame.

Fortunately, Xiao Er served the meal in time, and as if grasping a life-saving straw, Wu Fan quickly turned around and gobbled it up, pretending not to know anything, but the initiator of this incident pursed his lips and snickered with his back to him.

Wu Fan, who originally just wanted to gobble up his nervousness, was completely attracted by the taste of the dish in front of him at this time, and couldn't help but let go of his nervousness. It is said that food is the best healing medicine for the soul, and it is fully reflected at this moment, the taste of each bite of food is like thick snow, which looks very thick, but it dissolves in the mouth, if it is not for the aroma between the mouths lingering in the mouth, Ufan even feels that the food caught is an illusion.

Seeing that Wu Fan ate so sweetly, the shopkeeper couldn't help but smile proudly, "What does this little guest officer think of this 'Yangchun Melting Snow', this is also the signature of our 'small shop'." Wu Fan's mouth was stuffed with food at this time, and he could only give a thumbs up while squeezing out vaguely: "It's delicious." ”

And at this time, I heard Shi Yurou muttering there: "Xiaodian, if you are a small shop, how dare you let other people's families do business." When the shopkeeper heard this, he smiled awkwardly: "Miss Shi, don't make fun of me, I'm not modest, anyway, this is the property of the Shi city lord's family, and I don't say this to show that our city lord is low-key~"

"Oh yes, okay, okay, you go and get busy with you! I hate it to death! I'll make a sycophart!" Shi Yurou muttered, waved her hand, and stopped talking. The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly at Yunlang Zhenren and them, and went to serve the food again.

Wu Fan also heard their conversation, and couldn't help but shake his head, thinking, this kind of thing is really wonderful, living in a big family, usually clothes to reach out and eat to open his mouth, and everywhere admired by people, since he was a child, he has also been taught strictly and well, and he will definitely be prosperous in the future.

And he is ordinary now, but his strength is greater than that of his peers, and his future development is really worrying on his own. Thinking of this, the meal was almost served, and Ufan immersed himself in the sea of food and forgot about these troubles.

Yunlang Zhenren didn't taste these delicacies much, not that they didn't like their appetite, but they were cultivators who sometimes had to retreat and cultivate for a long time, and they had little pursuit of food. Usually take a pill, as little as a few days, as many as a few months can not touch the food, thirsty to drink the water of the mountain spring.

It saves the time for eating and drinking for three meals a day, and also gives me some time to cultivate my mind with peace of mind. Looking at this group of teenagers gobbling up food, Yunlang Zhenren couldn't help but recall that he was not so embarrassed back then, and how many hardships he had gone through to get to today's respected position.

Yunlang Zhenren also doesn't remember the last time he filled his stomach with food, and when he was frustrated, he was also drunk and unconscious. Mortals all admire the so-called immortals, and how can the immortals not envy the casual life of mortals? The immortal wind and bones in the eyes of mortals are just trying their best to dress up. is the so-called "breaking love and wanting to burn the heart, and a hundred years of Qing cultivation into a widow." Only scoop the clear spring to the moon, and the clear spring is not intoxicating. ”

After more than half an hour, the tables were already in disarray, and everyone was covering their round stomachs and wiping their faces, and Yunlang Zhenren had already regained his mind. Looking at the embarrassed crowd, I thought to myself that I don't know when they will be able to taste the world's delicious food again. After stepping into the sect, nine times out of ten he will be reduced to miscellaneous labor.

And because the sect is getting worse, ordinary disciples are just coarse tea and light rice, and it is already good to be full, let alone think about any oil and water. I also hope that they will work harder, after all, after a long time, they will be flexible and flattering, and the miscellaneous servants will also have the opportunity to become ordinary disciples.

Yun Lang said hello to Hongfeng at the next table, then called the shopkeeper and led them to the back room to rest. Before leaving, Wu Fan turned his head to look at Shi Yurou, but found that she was just eating food in small bites like a lady, as if she hadn't noticed all this. And that Fang Wei didn't eat much because he became a "one-armed hero", and he kept staring at him with resentment, which made him have goosebumps, and he quickly quickened his pace to keep up with everyone's pace and walked to the guest room.