The spring breeze gusts, mixed with the fragrance of the earth, blows comfortably and softly on the face, all things revive and the earth is reincarnated, the heaven and the earth are full of life, and the birds in the sky fly around and call out the cry of joy.

A tree-lined path was empty, and after a long time, a vague figure emerged in the distance.

The figure walked forward, stopping from time to time to take out a yellowed piece of parchment to examine.

It wasn't until the figure approached that he found that it was a young man, the young man was dressed in a black shirt, with good facial features, although he was not handsome, but he was also quite delicate, especially the pair of dark and deep pupils, like a deep pool of water, unfathomable.

The young man carried a long sword on his back, and walked with a gust of breeze, and at first glance he was a monk.

This person is none other than Yang Chen, who came out of Guangling City.

Yang Chen has been away from Guangling City for five days, in these five days, he has been on the road non-stop, at first, there are many people on the official road, he can only use ordinary ways to rush in order not to expose himself, and at this moment, has reached the sparsely populated path, he unleashed the nine changes of the demon sky, the speed is like flying.

Now, he is about to walk out of the realm of the Great Wu Dynasty.

The parchment paper in Yangchen's hand is the road map given to him by Han Li, the deacon of Taixuanzong, although there is a guide from this map, but Yangchen still detours some detours, this road map only marks important locations, the specific route is not indicated, and Yangchen encountered many forks in the road along the way, and it seems that the directions are very similar.

Yangchen walked for another morning, when the sun was in the sky, he was a little out of breath, and he continued to consume, with his current strength, he couldn't afford to squander it at all, and Yangchen planned to find a place to breathe.

However, there is no one in the village or behind the store, and it is not safe to meditate rashly, in case a high-level wild beast appears, it will be troublesome.

Just as he was worried, a sudden burst of strange fragrance rushed to his face.

"Is it tea?"

Yang Chen sniffed, this strange fragrance is the aroma of boiling tea, could it be that there are tea shops around?

Yang Chen's spiritual power covered a radius of several miles, and sure enough, there were vitality fluctuations in a mile ahead, Yang Chen retracted his spiritual power and drove over quickly, and after more than a dozen breaths, a tea stall came into view.

It's an ordinary small tea stall with only one guy and a tea-making girl making a living.

There were a few resting tea guests sitting scattered on the tea stall, an old man with sideburns and a couch, a young man who was about the same age as Yang Chen, and a few strong men who were five big and three thick, they did not talk to each other, just quietly drinking tea and pranayama, only the young man who was the same age as Yang Chen, a pair of eyes looked at it, some clever and ghostly, thinking that these people should be passers-by.

Yang Chen also came to the tea stall, planning to take a break before hitting the road.

The old man on the sideburns couch raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Yangchen, those eyes suddenly condensed, and then lowered his head again to taste tea, the young man looked at Yangchen strangely, maybe it was because of the same age, he looked at Yangchen for a while, his eyes were full of curiosity, and the others just glanced at it casually and stopped paying attention.

Yangchen found a place where no one was sitting down, and the guy immediately greeted him with a big bowl of tea and a smile.

However, when the tea arrived, Yang Chen found that the strange fragrance was not so strong, but there was a trace of extremely light fluctuations in this bowl of tea.

"Spirit tea?"

Dust's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration.

As the name suggests, Lingcha is a tea brewed with spiritual power, which has a rapid recovery effect on martial artists with cultivation, Yangchen didn't expect that Lingcha could still be drunk in such a small tea stall in the wilderness, it was incredible.

It seems that the woman who made the tea is not an ordinary person.

Yang Chen tasted it, the entrance was soft, the tea fragrance was very light, and there was a trace of astringent bitterness, but when the tea entered the abdomen, Yang Chen suddenly felt that the dantian was turbulent, and the sea of qi that had just been consumed suddenly changed suddenly, and a strong suction gushed out, pulling the surrounding spiritual power madly towards the body, and after a while, the sea of qi filled more than half.

It's kind of interesting.

Yang Chen was born in the Dingguo Hou Mansion, and his identity is also noble, and the tea he drinks in the Dingguo Hou Mansion on weekdays is all spiritual tea, but it is not as powerful as the effect of this tea, and this effect is about to catch up with the recovery elixir.

Yang Chen took a few more sips, and the spiritual power in the sea of qi was finally filled.

However, just as he was about to pay, an innate perception told him that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and there was a faint killing intent in the air.

Before he could analyze it, the strong man at the table suddenly attacked, and he shot ruthlessly until the dust was critical.

It was clear that these people had come prepared, with a clear goal, and each of them was a trained professional killer.

Yang Chen didn't think much about it, and immediately stepped back, and at the same time, his palm sent out a force to hit the tea table in front of him, and the tea table was knocked away and flew towards the four strong men.

Bang!

The four strong men smashed the table with one move, and then attacked the position where the dust had just stayed, and a muffled sound erupted.

"You can really bear it. ”

Yang Chen said lightly, these people must have known that his route followed him, and they didn't do anything along the way, so it was not easy to endure here.

"The response is really good, no wonder Seventy-Six died at your hands. ”

The strong man at the head of the four sneered, and then said, "However, that's all. ”

Yang Chen's eyes were hidden, and it was not difficult to hear from this person's words that these people were killers of the same organization as the assassin who assassinated him in the Dingguo Marquis Mansion last time, so that this organization could mobilize four people to intercept him at once, except for the one in the harem.

However, she still underestimated the strength of Yang Chen.

The strength of these people in front of him is all in the Qi Realm, and the leader is about to step into the Realm of Intention with one foot.

This lineup is luxurious in the eyes of others, but it is not enough to see here in the dust, this is a wilderness, even if you use magic power, it is not a big deal.

"Four to one, or a sneak attack, the master has never seen such a shameless person as you. ”

Just as Yang Chen was about to make a move, the young man who was about his age suddenly jumped out, stood beside Yang Chen, pointed at the four killers and scolded.

"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your business. ”

The leading killer said coldly.

"Master, none of the things I want to take care of are idle!" the young man said extremely arrogantly, then turned his head to look at Yang Chen, and whispered: "After a while, I cast a spell to confuse them, and you will run away immediately, do you hear?" ”

Yang Chen showed a hint of strangeness, which was a bit contrary to the tough words just now, but he was surprised that this young man came forward to help him, and said, "Thank you, I can handle these people." ”