Yang Qian directly dragged a chair and sat down, and said loudly: "Come on, give me a pair of chopsticks!"

Yahuan glanced at Song Yunge. Mobile

Song Yunge nodded.

Yang Qian took the dishes and chopsticks and started eating.

Song Yunge's meals were sumptuous, almost all meat, only two plates of green vegetables.

And this Yang Qian picked these two plates of green vegetables and ate them violently.

Song Yunge understood it after looking at it twice, and said with a smile: "Could it be that in Yuxiao City, the most expensive thing is not meat, but vegetables?"

"Clever, clever!" Yang Qian gave a thumbs up, his mouth slurred, and he was stuffed full of vegetables.

Song Yunge shook his head.

He faintly felt some pity and sympathy, how poor he should be as a Silingwei, and he saw Qingcai so out of shape.

As a chief, no matter how poor he is, he will not have no money to eat, so it can only be said that the vegetables in this Yuxiao City are rare, not expensive.

Scarcity is expensive, and since scarcity is expensive, it must be expensive.

With high profits, there should be too many people risking their lives to send them over, but it is still so rare.

It can be seen that these people have not been able to send it, why?

Song Yunge was curious.

Yang Qian buried his head in eating, chewed hard, gobbled up, and quickly ate up the two plates of green vegetables.

He even picked up the plate and licked it vigorously, seeing Song Yunge's strange gaze, he smiled and said, "Vegetable soup is the most precious." ”

Song Yunge sighed: "It's not like this, right?"

"Damn!" Yang Qian said hatefully: "God also deliberately went against us, seeing that our Yuxiao City is not pleasing to the eye, this year's spring is cold, the green vegetables are all gone, and not a single vegetable can be seen!"

Song Yunge couldn't help but ask, "Then can't you buy some from other places?"

"It's all out of harvest within a thousand miles, and it's bad if it's shipped over!" Yang Qian said helplessly: "What can I do?"

"Light work?"

"You ate what someone brought you with a light skill. Yang Qian shook his head and said, "Let's eat once in ten days!"

Song Yunge sighed.

"So, we must teach you a good lesson!" Yang Qian put down the dishes and chopsticks, and snorted confidently: "Otherwise, we won't be able to let out this depression!"

"Whether you can teach me a lesson depends on your ability!" Song Yunge said.

As a master of the Outer Heavens, if it weren't for merit, if it wasn't for the sake of going to the Death God Mountain to improve his understanding, who would be driven to join the Four Spirit Guards?

When it comes to the realm of the Outer Heavens, worldly eating, drinking, and enjoying should not be a problem, but they have to suffer like this, and if they look at the four spiritual guards of Daluo City, of course it will be unbalanced.

It's okay to come up with a bad breath, but it's too much to destroy faith and ruin a person.

"Hehe, the tone is not small, then come!" Yang Qian jumped into the courtyard and patted his long sword: "Teach the master!"

"I don't know which master Yang Shichang is?"

"Phoenix Cliff!"

"Then come on!" Song Yunge raised his eyebrows: "Xu Fengtian and I were originally the same thing." ”

"He...... , a guy who doesn't make a weapon, has no ambitions, indulges in the private affairs of his children, and will suffer in the future!"

"It's not bad to do that, each has its own way of living. ”

"Then it depends on whether Xu Fenghai is willing or not!" Yang Qian snorted.

Seeing Song Yunge's doubts, he snorted: "Our Xuanwu Guard's building master!"

Song Yunge nodded, he didn't expect Xu Fengtian to have a powerful big brother, he slowly pulled out the Shuxue sword, and the small sword at the center of his eyebrows rotated, shining like a jewel.

"Look at the sword!" Yang Qian's long sword turned into a red light, like a phoenix sweeping across the sky and falling.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of the long sword was endless, and Song Yunge carefully figured it out, which was confirmed by many swordsmanship.

He hadn't devoured the soul of the Phoenix Cliff master, but he had seen the Phoenix Cliff swordsmanship.

Because some of the masters of Yuntian Palace have all learned the Feng Fei Nine Heavens Sword Technique.

The sword technique of Phoenix Cliff is different from the other six paths.

Each realm of Tianyue Mountain has a set of swordsmanship, one is more exquisite than the other, and the other four sects are the same.

Only the swordsmanship of the Phoenix Cliff has only one set, the Fengfei Nine Heavens Sword.

From the Swordsman Realm to the Sword God Realm, it is all this set of Fengfei Nine Heavens Sword Technique.

The same set of swordsmanship, but the artistic conception is different, just like spring, autumn and winter, and like climbing to the sky, there is a step on the first order and a first order, and then you can reach the realm of the sword god after all.

Feng Fei's Nine Heavens Sword Technique is said to have only nine swords, but the nine swords can be derived from eighty-one swords, and then countless swords.

The way of Dayan is one, and the nine swords derive countless swords from heaven and earth, and penetrate the mystery of swordsmanship in the world.

Therefore, the disciples of Phoenix Cliff are not extremely high in comprehension, and they are the most important in understanding.

Comprehension is enough, practice by leaps and bounds, such as Zhou Lingshu, lack of understanding, even if he practices hard, he is only a swordsman.

Xu Fengtian is a sword master, he is already backward in Phoenix Cliff, but he is already a leader in other sects.

"Buzz......" Yang Qian suddenly retreated, solemnly raised his head to look at the sky, and a phoenix slowly appeared in the sky.

The temperature around him rose inexplicably, and the phoenix burned and the flames slowly emerged, scorching everything.

Song Yunge's face was solemn.

The surrounding maids were also startled and retracted into the house and did not dare to probe.

Yang Qian slowly saluted towards the phoenix, looking respectful.

Worshiped by him, the fire phoenix "banged" into a dazzling red light, completely turning into a flame beating.

Above the flames, an ancient sword slowly condensed.

When the sword is completely formed, the flames burrow into the sword.

The long sword suddenly lit up, and a warm red light flowed.

It floated gently in front of Yang Qian.

Yang Qian stretched out his hand to take it, revealing a solemn and proud look, and said in a deep voice: "Nine Heavens Phoenix Sword, Song Yunge, see how many swords you can take this time!"

"Please ——!," Song Yunge said in a deep voice.

Fengfei Nine Heavens Divine Sword is by no means a false legend, and its swordsmanship is outstanding, otherwise it would not be known as the first sect in the world.

With a sigh, the long sword fell, like a phoenix chirping, and the birds in the grove next to it flew over.

Song Yunge's long sword drew a strange arc to meet him, and it was still a combination of the Cloud Swallowing Technique and the Sword God.

The Sword God can unload most of the power in one style, and the Cloud Swallowing Technique absorbs and transforms it into its own power to enhance itself, plus the last trace of residual power is removed in the Broken Void Step, and it can almost catch any Sword Hou's Heavenly Sword.

The "Ding ......" Heavenly Sword flicked up, and Song Yunge took a step back with a broken void step, dissolving the remaining great strength.

Completely unloading this sword, Song Yunge was not only not happy, but solemn.

This Fengfei Nine Heavens Sword Technique is really wonderful, and the Heavenly Sword it forms is not only full of vitality and majestic, but also has a scorching aura.

This scorching breath didn't seem to be strong, but he had already guessed that as the number of times increased, it would inevitably become a major disaster.

And his current strength can't even dissolve this wisp of hot breath, so he must not take too many heavenly swords, and he needs to end it as soon as possible!

The sound of chirping kept sounding, and one sword after another was caught by Song Yunge.

Flocks of birds kept flying in the sky, and there were all kinds of birds, many of which he had never seen before.

The birds circled above the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, a dark cloud formed densely over them.

The sword came from heaven