After Zhang Hanling, the blood spirit demon finished speaking, he no longer looked at Yi Xiaonan, so he turned around and took the lead in entering the inner courtyard.

Looking at Zhang Hanling who walked into the inner courtyard, Xiao Nan quietly glanced around the courtyard and glanced at it. And, when Yi Xiaonan saw a vegetable field on the edge of the yard, there was an area of soil, which was all newly turned over, his eyes moved slightly, and a faint coldness flashed in his eyes.

At that moment, he followed behind Zhang Hanling quietly and walked towards the courtyard.

Zhang Hanling led Yi Xiaonan into the inner courtyard, and sat down directly at the table and chair in the middle of the courtyard.

The inner courtyard was empty, and there was a fairly lush bamboo forest. The evening breeze blows from the valley outside the courtyard, shaking the bamboo forest like a sea of green.

The slender bamboo leaves also clashed against each other, making a flurry of upsetting sounds like the sound of unstable rain.

The tables and chairs were still clean, and on the tea table beside it, the tea sets were complete, and a small red clay stove was bubbling with a blue flame, and a brass teapot was boiling on it, and the water in it was gurgling.

"Someone!" Zhang Hanling glanced left and right, and said, "Your Excellency Changshengjun has arrived, and you haven't come out to serve tea!?"

As soon as these words came out, a hoarse old man's shout came from the back room.

"Yo, wait a minute, little old man is here for tea!"

Before the words fell, an old man with a white beard and a smile on his face had already turned in.

This is an old man with a pair of triangular eyes and a lewd face, dressed in a red robe, on a shabby black iron cane, looking ugly and stupid, and almost half of the old man has entered the coffin, and it seems that as long as he can't breathe, he wants a whimper.

He limped, but unfortunately he always couldn't walk fast, and he was still leaning on crutches to move, while looking at Xiao Nan with a smile.

When he saw that although Yi Xiaonan was dressed very ordinary, he was as generous as Yue Linyuan, his old eyes narrowed slightly!

The old man moved very quickly, and after a while, a smell of tea rose.

Zhang Hanling pushed the teacup in front of Yi Xiaonan, looked at Yi Xiaonan fixedly, smiled lightly, and said, "Your Excellency, please use tea!"

After that, without saying much, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip slowly, as if he was relieved with satisfaction.

Then he looked at Yi Xiaonan, and there was a strange smile in his eyes.

Yi Xiaonan, who was opposite, also smiled indifferently at this time, picked up the teacup, and took a sip in Zhang Hanling's strange gaze, which made Zhang Hanling's eyes on the other side more dignified.

Knowing the name of his Blood Demon Sect, he dared to drink his tea at will like this, this courage was enough to make him admire.

Seeing that Yi Xiaonan drank a sip of tea, Zhang Hanling continued to smile and said, "Your Excellency, this is the West Lake Longjing, which is a specialty of China, and the taste is okay, right?"

"The color is green and fragrant, the taste is mellow and beautiful, this is the top grade, and it is naturally good. As if Xiaonan said lightly.

"I didn't expect Your Excellency Changshengjun to have a unique way of tasting tea!"

It was as if Xiao Nan's expression was still extremely indifferent, and he was noncommittal to these words: "The Blood Spirit Demon is the one who asked the deity to come to drink tea?"

Zhang Hanling smiled, glanced around again, and said, "Presumably Your Excellency has already seen the pictures we sent, and we have shown enough sincerity, Your Excellency Immortal Monarch, can you also see your sincerity?"

As if Xiao Nan threw out a small bag of medicinal herbs from his back.

Smelling the fragrance of medicinal herbs emanating from the bag, Zhang Hanling saw the random throwing of Xiao Nan, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

But soon, he began to open the small bag and look at the medicinal herbs.

"Velvet spirit grass, golden bells... Dragon withered grass?"

As the names of these medicinal materials were called, Zhang Hanling's expression became richer and richer, and the joy on his face became stronger and stronger.

......

After opening the packet of medicinal herbs, Zhang Hanling and Xiao Nan changed people, Zhang Hanling was surprised and inexplicable, as if Xiao Nan was from the rich spiritual cultivation world, Zhang Hanling was like an ordinary monk in the monk world who had never seen much of the world.

Zhang Hanling also took out a small bag, and said with a smile: "This demon only has the Emerald Spirit Grass and the Red Blood Crystal in his hands, Your Excellency the Immortal Monarch, why don't you exchange it like this?"

As if Xiaonan glanced at the small bag, estimated the weight, and his face was still cold.

On the side, the lame old man smiled and said, "Dragon withered leaves!?Good thing, this thing is not very common even in the spiritual world!." ”

Zhang Hanling was faced, and glanced at the old man with a slight frown: "Just continue to make tea, no need to say more!"

"Yes, yes. The little old man said a lot. The lame old man nodded again and again, and then hurriedly ran to the teapot, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, it seemed that he had been accidentally burned by the clay pot on the stove.

The old man immediately let out a sharp cry of pain, sounding like a macaque burned by iron.

And as soon as this voice came out, a big man in the back house turned out.

This man was tall and horse-tall, dressed in a gray linen dress, with a bald head and square face, a fierce appearance, and an iron axe on his waist, and even a trace of blood on the handle of the axe.

As soon as he appeared, he cried out in a loud voice, "Daddy, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The lame old man rubbed his hands, then looked at Yi Xiaonan with a smile, and said, "Your Excellency Changshengjun, forgive the little old man for his short disability and can't wait." Although my eldest son is a little ugly, his hands and feet are quite sharp, so let him serve His Excellency the Immortal King. ”

When the bald man heard this, he smiled and didn't answer, but ran directly over to lift the teapot, and then took out two black porcelain bowls from the bamboo drawer on the side, put them on the table, and immediately poured the tea one by one.

The movements are smooth and skillful.

Then, he stood aside, grinning, looking at Xiao Nan and smirking.

Seeing this, Xiao Nan still had an indifferent look, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations on his face, but Xiao Nan didn't touch the black tea bowl that was still smoking.

Instantly, he raised his head and glanced very slowly around the inner courtyard.

The next moment, Yi Xiaonan chuckled lightly: "The dignified Upper Realm Blood Demon Sect, not only the Blood Spirit Demon is here in person, but there are also seven or eight people hiding. Could it be that these people are your sons?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hanling's smile did not change at all, and he quietly glanced at the two.

The lame old man's face changed slightly, and a pair of cloudy old eyes instantly narrowed.

The bald man who was standing behind Yi Xiaonan and smirked, suddenly pulled out the axe on his waist without any warning, and slashed down at him with a hideous look on his face!

"Whew!"

Before the iron axe could be chopped down, an evil wind was already whistling, and it was obvious that the power contained in this axe was extremely fierce.

However, in the face of this blow, it was as if Xiaonan just let out a cold snort, and then he didn't look back, just shook his shoulder slightly, and easily dodged the axe.

"Bang!"

The iron axe grazed Xiao Nan's shoulder and slammed into the wooden table in front of him, and in an instant, the entire head of the iron axe was deeply sunk into the wooden table. And the two black porcelain bowls on the table were shocked and jumped up, and the hot tea splashed out in all directions.

It can be seen that if this axe hits Yi Xiaonan's body, I am afraid that his head will be cut off immediately.

After dodging this blow, Yi Xiaonan immediately got up, twisted his waist sideways, and had already circled the back of the bald man, and then turned his wrist with a horizontal elbow, and slapped down with his right palm towards the center of the bald man's back!

"Smack!"

Suddenly, some bald men who had missed a blow and had an unstable center of gravity suddenly stumbled and fell heavily on the table, and their heads hit the iron axe.

It was only at this time that Xiao Nan said in a cold voice: "Blood Spirit Demon, the deity advises you to put away some careful thoughts, if you are sincere in exchange, there is no need to be careful;

Hearing this, Zhang Hanling's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he laughed in a dark voice: "Hey, hey, except for a few ancestors in the spiritual cultivation world, no one dares to speak like this with the deity;

At the moment, he sat upright and moved slightly, just snorted lightly, and saw that behind the originally impermeable bamboo forest, and behind the wall, there was a lot of uproar, and they were all violently knocked open, and immediately seven big men swarmed around.

These people, those with knives and those wielding swords, walked towards Xiao Nanhe with gloomy faces.

Obviously, judging from the traces of blood left on these people's bodies, as well as the traces of fresh dirt on the soles of their shoes, it is clear that these people have just killed people not long ago.

As if Xiaonan saw this scene, his face couldn't help but be gloomy again, and then he regained his calm.

When Xiao Nan slowly stood up, the fierce light of nine people and eighteen pairs of eyes was all focused on him.

But Xiao Nan's expression turned out to be as light and calm as his black eyes. This kind of temperament can probably only be reluctantly described by the word 'indifferent'.

This kind of indifference, in fact, is not caring.

To put it bluntly, in fact, it is to look down on!

It's like being alone, looking at yourself like an ant looking down on a tree.

Is it worth the emotional swings of a small ant?

So naturally, you will only show an indifferent look of indifference.

And this kind of posture is most likely to be perceived as an extreme kind of cold arrogance. And there is basically only one fundamental reason for cold arrogance, that is, overconfidence.

In an instant, Zhang Hanling clearly felt the cold arrogance of Yi Xiaonan, and a chill flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Take this guy down for me!"