"Yes, Yi Bu, do you know? The monks who are now chasing and killing Grandma Cheng, the lowest cultivation is the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and they are all chased and killed by many people, Grandma Cheng can only continue to dodge and flee on various planets, if I tell you the current location of Grandma Cheng, this will not only cause unnecessary trouble to Grandma Cheng, but will eventually even lose you."

Cheng Xiaoya said to Yang Yibu very patiently.

"At the peak of the Yuan infant period, many people still go to hunt down and kill together, which little Yacheng's grandmother's cultivation is the Mahayana period."

Yang Yibu is not calm, he has always thought that Grandma Cheng is a high-end monk in the Yuan infancy.

"No, Grandma Ibucheng hasn't broken through to the Mahayana stage yet, she is still only a cultivation at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, but soon, she will soon break through to the Mahayana stage."

Cheng Xiaoya's eyes were full of firmness, and she had extremely strong confidence in Grandma Cheng.

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"Master, where have you been, come and taste this immortal wine, and this immortal beast meat, it's so delicious" Yang Yibu left from Cheng Xiaoya's small bamboo building, and as soon as he returned to the private room of Yafeng Pavilion, Li Xingxing shouted and screamed at Yang Yibu with a greasy mouth.

"Yo ho, it's very fast, even I, the master, don't wait, but you eat first" Yang Yibu said jokingly to Li Xingxing and the others.

"Hehe~, master, don't you keep it" Li Xingxing's old face turned red, pointing to a plate, not a basin and said.

"It's pretty much the same, uh, Li Xingxing, you said I'm a pig" Yang Yibu wanted to praise Li Xingxing, but which pot did he give Li Xingxing a burst chestnut in an instant and said.

"Grievances, master, it's none of my business" Li Xingxing rubbed his forehead with his hand and shouted with an exaggerated expression.

"Forget it, pigs are pigs, it just so happens that I'm hungry too" Yang Yibu reached out and grabbed a big immortal beast hoof and gnawed it on it.

"Brother Yang, I knew that as soon as you came back, you would come to this Yafeng Pavilion to eat delicious food, why don't you call me, I can't eat much."

Just when Yang Yibu was immersed in feasting, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Shang Da and Fat, who had become smaller, and Shang Banjin shook in.

"Uh, Brother Shang, it's been a long time, come on, come on, eat together."

Yang Yibu raised his head and said while gnawing on the hooves of the fairy beast.

"Brother Yang is still refreshing, and I'm not welcome" Shang Banjin said politely, and his hand was really polite, he grabbed a large piece of fatty and greasy fairy beast meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shang Banjin was chewing the meat of the fairy beast while looking at the table, he didn't find a free wine glass on the table, so he grabbed the wine jug and poured immortal wine into his mouth, which looked like he hadn't eaten a full meal for 80,000 years.

"Hmm, it's delicious, another pot of wine," Shang Banjin said vaguely.

"Uncle Shang, you slow down, leave some for my old black" As soon as the black-horned Jiaolong saw Shang Banjin's appearance, he immediately felt that something was not good, and he hurriedly said.

"Is it your treat, Dead Snake," Shang Banjin said as he glared at the Black-Horned Jiaolong dissatisfiedly.

"No, it's my host's treat," Heijiao muttered.

"What the hell, dead snake, did I eat you? Why should I leave some for you" Shang Banjin used his greasy mouth to spray the black horned dragon to the point that he lost half of his temper.

"Brother Shang, can you leave some for me?" Yang Yibu said as he looked at the empty basin on the table.

"Hmm, Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, why did I accidentally eat any of your portions, I'm so hungry."

Shang Banjin swallowed the last bite of fat, wiped his hands on his sleeves and said.

"Brother Shang, you didn't come to me just to mix my immortal beast meat and eat it," Yang Yibu looked at Shang Banjin with a smile and said.

"Well, that's right, oh, I'm not full yet, I'll talk to you while I eat."

Shang Banjin looked at the empty plates, saucers, and basins on the table, swallowed his saliva and said.

"Serve the wine and food, and choose the expensive ones," Yang Yibu shouted very generously to the waitress who was poking her brain outside the door of the private room.

"Brother Shang, let's talk about it now" Yang Yibu asked as he looked at Shang Banjin, who was feasting and eating with a mouth full of oil.

"Brother Yang, that's the case, didn't you let me live in the City Lord's Mansion? No, I have been living until now, and if you let me drink tea, I will continue ......to drink tea until now."

Shang Banjin said vaguely while stuffing meat and wine into his mouth.

"Brother Shang, let's talk about the point, talk about the point," Yang Yibu said speechlessly, rolling his eyes.

"Uh, Brother Yang, look at me, as soon as I see something delicious, I forget about it, well, it's delicious."

Shang Banjin finally got down to business, but after a delicious sentence, he buried himself in eating it.

"Brother Shang, Brother Shang, slow down, get down to business" Yang Yibu really wanted to punch Shang Banjin with dozens of punches in the face, but Yang Yibu was self-aware, so he could only be obscene, and now he was not Shang Banjin's opponent at all.

"Hmm, I remember, the messenger of Zixiao Hall is here, and he asked Brother Yang to go back to the City Lord's Mansion to reply."

Shang Banjin couldn't swallow the last mouthful of fat, drank the last sip of wine, and smacked his lips before saying.

"What's the reply, you have always lived in the City Lord's Mansion, and if you want to go back, you will return," Brother Yang said without slanting at Shang Banjin.

"But, Brother Yang, the City Lord's Mansion was brought down by you, it's yours, what do you want me to do" Shang Banjin blinked and looked at Yang Yibu and said.

"Yang Yibu, if you are not in the Yafeng Pavilion, if you are here, get out of here and answer" Yang Yibu didn't have time to answer Shang Banjin's words, and a loud roar suddenly came from outside the Yafeng Pavilion.

"Mom, who's it? so arrogant, dare to call my master out to answer, don't you fucking want to live?"

The black-horned Jiaolong, who had just been choked by Shang Banjin and had nothing to say, was angry at this time, and when he heard the arrogant words outside the Yafeng Pavilion, he immediately stopped doing it, and before Yang Yibu could speak, he scolded loudly.

"Who is scolding Young Master Ben, is it Yang Yibu, are you, get out of here" The people outside heard the angry scolding of the black-horned dragon, and they stopped doing it, and he also scolded loudly.

"Let's go, go out and see, who is so arrogant" Yang Yib got up from his chair and walked towards the front door.

"Brother Yang, people are telling you to get out, not letting you go out" Shang Banjin looked at Yang Yibu and said.

"Brother Shang, I'll go out, if you don't mind, you can use the roll" Yang Yibu looked at Shang Banjin, the fat man, and said.

"Damn, what is the intention of this fat man, Jing Ran came out at this time to add fuel to the fire, he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Yang Yibu teased Shang Banjin on his lips, but he was full of slander in his heart, and Shang Fat dozens of times in his heart.

"Who are you, why are you here to disturb me for dinner" As soon as Yang Yibu and his party walked out of the Yafeng Pavilion Restaurant, they saw a young man standing outside the door with a hand-cranked folding fan and a young man dressed as a son.

"Are you Yang Yibu?" Gongzi looked at Yang Yibu for a while, and then said with his nostrils turned to the sky.

"Yes, I'm Yang Yibu, why did you disturb my dinner for no reason" Yang Yibu felt uncomfortable when he saw the bird-like appearance of this boy, he had never seen such arrogance.

"You are Yang Yibu, why don't you wash your ears for me, listen, this young master is the brother-in-law of the former master of the envoy of Zixiao Palace, this young master's name is Zhou Shenghai, and now I am ordered by the envoy to come to pass on the words of you to go back to the city lord's mansion to return to the envoy."

Zhou Shenghai looked at the sky with his eyes, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, looking like the sky is the boss and he is the second.

"Well, I thought the messenger was coming, it turned out to be just a dog's leg, why didn't your master tie you up and let you run out into the street, what if you bite someone? What if the bitten person gets rabies."

Yang Yibu looked at this Zhou Shenghai, whose cultivation was only at the beginning of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, but he was angry, and said disdainfully.

"Yang Yibu, you scolded me for being a dog, you are dead, I will go back and tell the envoy, let the envoy behead your Yang family, and see if you are still awesome."

Zhou Shenghai, whose nostrils were facing the sky, was almost out of breath by Yang Yibu's words, and he gritted his teeth and said to Yang Yibu.