"What's the difference?"

Ye Xinhe continued to eat carefully, sneering slightly, "These people can't even look down on me, how can Uncle Gu look down on them?"

The girl in white raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't fully agree with his words, but she didn't want to argue with him, and she didn't call it food, she just sat silently, and she didn't know who she was waiting for.

Lin Zisan came back to his senses, and he couldn't help but secretly look at the girl in white.

This girl in white has very thick black hair, and the side facial features are still childish, not glamorous and moving, but she has a beautiful temperament.

"What do you mean by that?"

Ye Xinhe was a little uncomfortable, he looked at the silent girl, couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, and said.

"I'm waiting for Lin to cook wine. ”

The girl glanced at him and said, "I originally made an appointment to meet here, and you know that this is the best shop here, and he misses the braised sausage here, but he didn't expect you to be here." ”

"Apart from this, what else can I pick outside Bashan Sword Field, since I'm back, can I be in another house if I'm not here?" Ye Xinhe was obviously a little surprised, "But what is there to miss about the braised sausage, the oil is heavy, and the peppercorns are too much." Eating too much is also not good for spiritual practice. ”

Listening to his words, the girl couldn't help but laugh and said, "I thought you would care about what he was going to do when he came back. ”

"I have nothing to care about. Ye Xinhe sneered: "Are you still afraid that he will fight with me for those two swords? Even if I may not be able to defeat him, he will not be able to defeat me, if I want to worry, I might as well worry about you." ”

Lin Zisan had just calmed down, and listening to these conversations, his heart was beating uncontrollably violently again.

Although he thinks that he may not be able to defeat Yu Tuo, even if he himself really sat in a well and watched the sky before, he can be extremely sure that people like Yu Tuo are already rare geniuses, and they are almost invincible among their peers. Ye Xinhe should be a genius among geniuses, but listening to their conversation at this time, it seems that Ye Xinhe and this woman were originally disciples of the Bashan Sword Field, and a powerful young cultivator like Ye Xinhe, there is far more than one in the Bashan Sword Field.

It was already extremely inconceivable that a cultivation place that was not famous before could even have such an admired sword master as Yu Zuochi and Gu Liren, and it was even more unimaginable that even these young disciples were cultivators who were far ahead of their peers.

Previously, he really wanted to become a personal disciple of Gu Liren in the Bashan Sword Field, but after witnessing these things here, he only wanted to know what was going on here, and what kind of sect was the Bashan Sword Field.

The girl and Ye Xinhe stopped talking, Lin Zisan didn't know if the rest of the guests in this wine shop had heard the conversation between the two, but in short, no one made a sound, and the wine shop became quieter, only the sound of chewing food after entering the mouth, the sound of cups and bowls being pushed, and the sound of rain outside.

The quieter it is, the slower time seems to flow.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain outside gradually stopped, but there was a clear sound of footsteps on the wet stone road.

Listening to the footsteps, the girl who was already holding her chin in a daze raised her head and showed a smile on her face.

Ye Xinhe, who had finally finished eating until this time, stretched out his hand and motioned for the guy in the store to bring some hot tea, but it was too dark, so he asked the guy to light an oil lamp on the table.

Lin Zisan turned his head when the dim light came on, and he saw a thin young man in straw sandals walking from the other end of the alley.

This thin young man was wearing an old robe, and there was nothing special at all from a distance, but when he got closer, Lin Zisan felt a bloody breath inexplicably.

This kind of bloody qi not only came from the young man's old clothes, but even from his straw sandals, from his short hair, and even when looking at the young man's somewhat sickly pale face, Lin Zisan felt as if a bloody aura was leaking from between the young man's lips and teeth.

"Spicy oil noodles, braised sausages, boiled wild vegetables. ”

The young man did not walk slowly, and when he arrived not far from this shop, he took three steps and two steps, frowned at the broken door, and then hung his coat on a piece of rotten wood picked out from the tattered door frame, shouting for food and these actions in one go.

These are being eaten faster than ever before.

For long before the young man appeared, the girl had already instructed the shopkeeper to prepare the food.

"I'm afraid one bowl is not enough. ”

Looking at the bowl of noodles and two dishes directly in front of him, the young man with a somewhat sickly face was slightly stunned, his eyes were full of joy at the same time, but he sighed lightly as if he was a little worried.

"One more bowl. ”

The girl smiled slightly, waved to the shopkeeper, and said, "Eating noodles should also be hot, after you finish eating a bowl, wouldn't it be just right to have another bowl." ”

"Yan Xinlan, you are still exquisite. The young man knocked on the bamboo chopsticks, took a big sip of the noodle soup, and looked up with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, "For me, it's easier to be satisfied than one bowl when it's piled up here, it's hot." ”

"The murderous aura is so strong, why is it so seriously injured?" Ye Xinhe looked at him with great satisfaction, but his brows were furrowed, he reached out and touched his wrist lightly, and his brows suddenly wrinkled deeper, "How many horse thieves did you kill this time?"

"The nest of rats in Yunmengshan is all gone. "The young man has already started to eat noodles, and he doesn't look good, he is loud and his speech is slurred.

Lin Zisan still heard clearly, but he didn't know what the nest of rats in Yunmeng Mountain represented.

Ye Xinhe took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "So much?"

"It's not like I want to kill so much. ”

The young man buried his head in eating noodles, and quickly sandwiched some braised sausages from time to time, "It's not that Uncle Qi forced me." ”

"Even the witch boy died at his hands, Ye Xinhe, it seems that you were too big at the beginning. He's not hurt now, I'm afraid you're really no match for him. Yan Xinlan couldn't help but laugh softly while watching the young man eat noodles with interest.

Ye Xinhe's face changed slightly, and he didn't refute, but just snorted coldly.

Lin Zisan, who was on the side, heard it, but he was so frightened that he almost screamed.

At this time, he finally understood what he meant by the nest of rats in Yunmeng Mountain before.

In the Yunmeng Mountain area on the border of Qin and Chu, there is a group of horse thieves who are extremely difficult, and the Qin and Chu army have been helpless to kill them for many years, and the leader of the horse thieves is called Wu Tong.

There was originally a cultivation place in the Yunmeng Mountain in the Chu Realm, Xingyun Palace, when this group of horse thieves was initially troubled, the cultivators of the Xingjun Palace first said that they would destroy this group of horse thieves, but the final result was that it was not more than a month, and Xingyun Palace was washed in the blood of these horse thieves, and no one survived.

Xingyun Palace is not the kind of sword sect that does not enter the stream in the entire Chu Realm, and the strength of this group of horse thieves can be imagined.

"Don't worry, I won't fight you for those two swords. ”

The young man ate noodles quickly, but in the middle of these few words, he even picked up the noodle bowl, drank all the noodle soup, and burped unsatisfied, and then knocked his fingers on the table and waited for the second bowl of noodles, while looking at Ye Xinhe and said, "It's just that Uncle Qi asked me to come back and fight with the people who participated in the sword meeting." He didn't want me to become Uncle Gu's disciple, but he probably felt that forcing me wasn't enough?"