Because this is a place controlled by the Gan family, many people recognize Gan Zhiting at a glance.

At the moment when Gan Yurou broke free of her arm and ran away, everyone immediately dispersed.

Watching the lively crowd, it gradually dissipated at this moment and went to do its own thing.

After Gan Yurou left, the two patrolling guards witnessed everything and quickly ran back to Gan's house to report what had happened today.

Gan Zhiting froze in place, the power that had just erupted in Gan Yurou's body and the exercises she used had surprised her.

The kind of exercise that instantly stills the things around her, as if it were a demonic method, made her stunned.

Glancing at the man behind him, his face immediately changed, and he smiled faintly: "Senior Brother Xinghe, what happened just now made you laugh." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head shyly, and his face changed so quickly that it was unpredictable.

Mu Xinghe next to him smiled arrogantly and said: "There are no jokes, it's just that your means of teaching people are still too soft, if in our Mu family, the subordinates dare to treat the master like this, their legs would have been broken and thrown out to feed the dogs." ”

Speaking of his family, the arrogance in Mu Xinghe's eyes became a little heavier. Pointing in the direction where Gan Yurou left, Mu Xinghe continued: "Don't plan to chase your sister back?"

"She's to blame, let her go!"

"She'll understand later!"

Gan Zhiting stomped her feet angrily, and went back to Gan's house with Mu Xinghe.

And Cha Yangqing, after leaving the crowd, opened a good private room with a hundred God of War coins in a restaurant not far away, sat at the window, leisurely tasted the fragrant tea brewed by the spirit grass, and listened to the song.

For what happened just now, he just forgot everything, and he didn't want to ruin his mood for some trivial things.

A small outer disciple of the Yunhai Immortal Sect is so arrogant, not to mention her Gan Zhiting, even if it is the Yunhai Immortal Sect, Cha Yangqing is not in his eyes.

In Cha Yangqing's memory, there was no such sect as Yunhai Immortal Sect back then.

Of the truly powerful sects he had ever seen, the one was not calling for wind and rain, and in front of him, the one of those sects was not bowing their heads and trying to curry favor with him.

One day, he will still become the supreme god of war that the world admires, or even stronger.

Therefore, the humiliation of a child like this now, which can't shake Cha Yangqing's heart at all.

Below the restaurant, it is overcrowded at the moment, many disciples in the sect choose to rest in the restaurant, on a stage at the bottom of the building, a woman is wearing a long skirt, a veil covers the lower half of her face, long hair fluttering, sitting in front of the guzheng at the moment, brushing the guzheng with her bare hands.

The sound of the piano is melodious and tactful, lingering in the heart, and it is extremely beautiful.

"Can you please ask the girl to come on stage and play a song?"

Cha Yang Qingzheng listened leisurely, and was instantly broken by a man in the private room opposite.

Cha Yang looked at it and saw a man with a tall figure holding a teacup in his hand, looking intently at the woman downstairs.

Faced with the man's questioning, the woman did not pay attention.

Seeing that the woman didn't take advantage of her, a trace of anger flashed on the man's face, and he still smiled at each other, and continued: "In the lower direction, how about I would like to give three thousand God of War coins to ask the girl to play the piano alone?"

While~~

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the teacup in Xiang Bufan's hand suddenly shattered, and the tea was scattered all over the ground.

The woman Fuqin looked up at Xiang Bufan, her eyes full of coldness.

Under the veil, a pair of eyes were extremely cold, and with the wave of the woman's plain hand, her guqin suddenly turned into a pale red light and disappeared on her left arm.

The Divine Seal turned into a physical object, and this cultivation was more than the fortieth order, and the lowest was also a monk at the Battle Soul level.

Xiang Bufan looked at the woman who was stroking, her legs gradually weakened, the arrogant aura on her face gradually solidified, and her legs fell to the ground without obeying the call.

The villain looked down on the person, and asked the girl to spare the villain's life. ”

Kneel down and plead to the extraordinary.

Some of the disciples in the surrounding sect were frightened, they just thought that the Fuqin woman was just an entertainer.

In my heart, I also had such thoughts, but at this moment, Xiang Bufan was the first bird for them, and I couldn't help but sweat for myself.

In this world where the strong are respected, offending someone who is stronger than oneself is undoubtedly not asking for a dead end, and the people around him are secretly sorry for Xiang Bufan in their hearts at the moment.

Waiting for the next judgment of the strong, but what everyone didn't expect was that the Fuqin woman didn't seem to be angry, and she only glanced at him coldly at Xiang Bufan's disrespect just now.

Then, the Fuqin woman took a leap and flew directly to Cha Yangqing, who drank fragrant tea and sat lazily on the chair.

I wanted to watch a good show, but I didn't think that this play was not good-looking, and in the face of the arrival of the woman who stroked the qin, Cha Yangqing stretched out and said lightly: "Does the girl want to play the piano alone for me?"

"I'm not as proud as the other party, and I can take out so many God of War coins at once. ”

Cha Yangqing smiled at the corners of his lips, and looked at Xiang Bufan, who was kneeling on the ground trembling.

Before the Fuqin woman spoke, Xiang Bufan could only kneel obediently, afraid that if she said one more word, she would be killed by the Fuqin woman.

"Little girl picks up autumn, can you ask your son to talk alone?"

Talking alone?

As Shiqiu's words fell, the surrounding onlookers all opened their eyes wide, and some people whispered.

Although this Shiqiu is masked, but looking at the figure, you can know that she is a great beauty, and her cultivation is extraordinary, and the piano strokes are even more beautiful! Such a woman actually wants to ask him to talk alone!

This kid is blessed to have cultivated for several lifetimes, and he can have such good luck!

Maybe that kid is the son of a family, otherwise, how could he be deliberately approached by this autumn girl!

Who can say this accurately, maybe it's the same as that Xiang Bufan, and it doesn't have to be if you offend Miss Shiqiu.

In the face of these people's discussions, Cha Yangqing and Shiqiu were both in charge.

And this Shiqiu deliberately approached is not a good thing, no one will deliberately approach a warrior who has only cultivated to the fourteenth order for no reason.

After thinking for a moment, Cha Yang glanced at Shiqiu lightly, and said thoughtfully: "Miss Shiqiu doesn't even pay attention to the son just now, I, a fourteenth-order warrior, can I be qualified to talk to Shiqiu girl alone?"

Cha Yangqing's words obviously have some meaning of refusal, and it is not a wise move to be alone with an uncertain person, and it is not necessary to lose a small life.

Although this autumn cultivation is much higher than that of Cha Yangqing, but in the face of Shiqiu, Cha Yangqing has no fear.

Cha Yangqing's reaction made Shiqiu look at the man in front of him with admiration.

That man was not in front of her beauty, like a dog, sticking out his tongue and drooling.

In the face of her invitation, let alone refuse, I am afraid that I will be overwhelmed with joy.

It's good now, but I was politely rejected by an eighteen-year-old boy.

muttered in his heart: "Grandpa said that the man in front of him is very different, it seems to be really different!"

"Although the cultivation is low and the age is young, the heart is indeed comparable to that of an adult. ”

After thinking for a moment, Shiqiu spoke again: "Someone wants to see you?"

Hearing this, Cha Yangqing turned the teacup in his hand, thinking that he hadn't provoked any big shots!

Moreover, he is now just a minor descendant of the Gan family, how can anyone send a strong person who has cultivated to the level of forty or above to invite him?