"Hey!" The expression on Tate's face made a 180-degree turn, and in the face of Maria's amiability, he suddenly became arrogant, pointing at Ye Qing with his chin, "Come here, come here!"

Ye Qing frowned when he heard this kind of cheering tone, the bright yellow light hung on his body like silk, disappeared without warning, and appeared next to the old man in less than a millisecond, but he didn't stay, and then disappeared violently, and in an instant, it was ten miles away, so a few flashes, farther and farther, in less than a second, it had become a black dot, and Tate was in a trance in front of him, Ye Qingren was gone.

"Hmm, this young man ......"

Tate took a sharp step back in the air, his face shocked.

Maria's brows furrowed slightly, and the cold glint in her eyes flashed, "I don't know what's wrong, doesn't he know who I am?

As he spoke, an awe-inspiring cold air erupted, revealing the decisiveness of the superiors.

Tate shook his head and said, "No, miss, although this person gives me indescribable feelings, but the moment he came to my side, it gave me an unusual feeling, I'm afraid he used holy power just now." It's weird, this person is very raw!"

"Unusual?" Maria tilted her head, showing her unruly, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't care about Tate's words, "Are there any top cultivators on the earth that I don't know?" Mr. Tate, I think you're exaggerating. ”

Tate shook his head again and smiled bitterly, "Miss thinks I've lost my eyes, but Tate is more than a hundred years old, and has experienced countless life-and-death struggles, and some intuition is extremely accurate." ”

Maria looked at the direction in which Ye Qing disappeared and snorted coldly, "In my eyes, it's not Er'er!" still didn't believe Tate's words, but secretly wrote down this oriental boy who was disrespectful to himself in her heart.

"Hmph, no one can ignore me!"

......

The night breeze is like a tide, and the 118-storey World Trade Center Building in New York City has a gold-plated crescent moon on the roof, which is more than 10 meters high, which is one of the famous symbols of New York City.

Ye Qing sat on the crescent moon, the thoughts in his mind kept flickering back and forth in his past and present lives, and Tang Xue's shadow lingered.

"I owe you so much in both lives. ”

Ye Qing looked at the prosperity of the world, this was the picture he had been thinking about day and night in the Xuantian Realm for six hundred years, every time he dreamed back to midnight, these memories on the earth would drown him like a tide.

"There was a regret in my previous life in this New York City, and for Tang Xue's sake, it will be over in this life. (¥ new speed ¥ degree is the most &>.)

Ye Qing got up, like a big bird in the night wind, and more than ten minutes later, he came to a bustling street.

When he arrived here, Ye Qing seemed to have returned to China from a foreign country.

Under the brilliant lights, there are Chinese signs everywhere, lively shops, markets, and even newspapers are full of square Chinese characters, familiar Chinese is also heard on the radio, and many Chinese dialects can be heard on the street.

This is New York's Chinatown.

In his previous life, Ye Qing had a short period of glory, and he could be regarded as wealthy, and he came to New York City more than once, and he often patronized Chinatown.

Walking along the familiar street, Ye Qing walked to the door of a second-floor bar.

It is now about ten o'clock in the evening, which is the busiest time of the bar, many fashionable women in hot clothes and slender bodies come in and out, of course, there are not a few men who are domineering rich young masters, fierce eyes, and evil spirits.

This bar is Ye Qing's favorite pastime when he came to New York City in his previous life.

Ye Qing sighed faintly, "In my previous life, I had a bad relationship with her, and it started here. ”

Ye Qing just wanted to step into the bar, suddenly the door "clanged", and a drunk girl staggered out.

This girl has short ear-length hair and an extraordinarily pure appearance, but this innocence is mixed with an inexplicable sexiness.

The expression on Ye Qing's face changed slightly.

This drunken and vomiting girl is his first woman in the true sense of the word.

"Mansa ......"

Looking at the slender figure, leaning on the wall with one hand, bending over and vomiting with a painful face, Ye Qing frowned slightly, gently called out her name, remembering the picture of the girl's tragic death in her previous life, her heart hurt, and she couldn't help but sigh.

It was only four or five minutes after Mansha came out, and the retro solid wooden door of the bar was pushed open with a "squeak", and seven or eight fierce men in black suits came out, these people looked fierce and steady, and the amplitude of the posture was very small, but the speed was very fast, and they were cautiously divided into two rows, standing meticulously at the door.

A man in his early forties, dressed in a neat white suit, walked out, and two rows of men in black suits bowed in unison, capable and neat, neat and uniform. ://

A bright silver Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the door, the white suit swept his eyes, and inadvertently saw Mansha in the corner, the corners of his mouth seemed to pull out a contemptuous smile, his head lowered into the Mercedes-Benz, the black suit entered a black car behind, and the two cars quickly disappeared into the night. r>

These naturally did not escape Ye Qing's eyes, and the moment they saw these people, they let out a surprised "huh", "These people are cultivators!

Ye Qing looked at Mansha with drunken eyes, leaning against the wall with her back and drooping her head, and was puzzled, "When Bai Yi looked at Mansha just now, the expression he showed was obviously knowing her, it is very likely that Mansha's drunkenness has something to do with him, could it be that Mansha is also a cultivator?"

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, unable to distinguish the aura of cultivators, and he had always been two worlds with them, and his understanding of Mansha was also limited.

Now he realizes that Mansa is not simple.

Mansha staggered on the brightly lit street, bustling, countless men were attracted by Mansha's unique and seductive temperament, and couldn't help but put their eyes on this innocent but sexually felt the woman in her bones, and even some men accompanied their wives or girlfriends, all of whom could not control the rotation of their heads with Mansha.

Mansha saw the man's warm gaze, snow-white and delicate face, showing an arbitrary smile, not only did not care, but deliberately teased them with a coquettish smile and charming eyes.

There was a Sven man with eyes on the road, he swallowed his saliva after seeing Mansha, a pair of eyes seemed to take root in her, Mansha smiled and hooked him with her finger, "Do you like me?

The man's face suddenly turned red, as if hot blood was surging, and he walked over with a lustful gall, Mansha raised his arm to hook his chin, and the man suddenly saw a tattoo on Mansha's raised arm, and shrank his head back in fright.

Mansha chuckled, "That's scared?"

The man was stunned, not daring to move, he knew that this was not a woman he could touch.

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