An inconspicuous restaurant in the small city of Yafeng Pavilion.

Yang Yibu walked to the front of the restaurant and gently read "Yafeng Pavilion, such an elegant name, go in and sit."

Yang Yibu raised his legs and walked into the door of Yafeng Pavilion.

"Childe, welcome to Yafeng Pavilion," a sweet-looking, fresh-looking waitress said to Yang Yibu with a smile.

"Is there a private room?" said Yang Yib to the waitress with a smile in the same way.

"Childe, yes, there is a good private room, but the price is a little expensive" The waitress's smile was very sweet and sunny.

"Money is not a problem, take me there" Yang Yibu casually threw out a piece of fairy essence.

There are many such immortals in Yang Yibu's Space Ring, and they are all obtained from their Space Ring after killing the two patrolmen in the ruins of Heavenly Court.

Yang Yibu has always liked to collect space rings, but any monk who dies in his hands, no matter how high or low his cultivation is, he will easily take away their space realm, which according to Yang Yibu's words, is called a penny is also money, and grasshoppers are also meat.

The waitress took the fairy spirit, smiled sweetly at Yang Yibu, and turned to lead the way.

"Serve me some of your good wine and food" followed the waitress to the private room, and glanced at the luxurious decoration in the private room, Yang Yibu did not show any surprise.

In the fairy world, whether it is a restaurant, a secret room or an ordinary family, the people in the fairy world will decorate them to be brilliant and beautiful, so as to show their superiority and wealth.

"Okay, Childe, wait a minute" The beautiful maid smiled sweetly at Yang Yibu, turned around and walked out of the private room.

"The little fairy in the fairy world is beautiful," Yang Yibu licked his lips and muttered to the waitress like a hooligan.

Looking at the back of the waitress, Yang Yibu remembered the first time he came to the fairy world in his previous life, and he was also fascinated by a girl's appearance and sweet smile.

Just as he was drooling at which girl, he was rushed up by the same girl's fellow disciples and brothers, and punched him with a kick, instantly beating him into a pig's head.

Looking back on it now, it's still a good memory.

Not long after the waitress left, she returned to Yang Yib's private room.

This time, she was holding a tray in her hand, on which were several plates of side dishes, a pot of wine, a wine glass, and a pair of chopsticks.

Putting the tray on the table, the waitress smiled at Yang Yibu, "Childe, please use it slowly, I'm just outside the door, something to greet me."

After the waitress finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the private room, and closed the door of the private room.

"This side dish is quite exquisite" Yang Yibu picked up the chopsticks, took a little side dish and put it in his mouth, and began to taste it slowly.

Just as Yang Yibu was tasting food and spirits in the private room, a group of more than ten people walked into the Yafeng Pavilion Restaurant.

More than ten people in this line are all Yuan Infant Stage monks, among which the highest cultivation is a white-clothed young monk surrounded by the stars and the moon, and his cultivation is the peak of the third level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he is only one step away from stepping into the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Which private room will take us to last time?" As soon as he entered the Yafeng Pavilion, the white-clothed young monk, who was surrounded by many infant monks, said to the waitress who greeted him.

"Tang Gongzi, I didn't expect you to come today, which private room was already occupied last time, or I'll change it for you" The waitress who came forward smiled and said to Tang Gongzi and his party.

"What, what are you talking about, drive the people in the private room away for me, and the expenses of the people inside will be calculated on my head" Tang Gongzi said arrogantly.

"Tang Gongzi, this is not good, I will change it for you, the decoration inside is exactly the same as last time" The waitress said to Tang Gongzi with a smile.

"No, you can only take the people in the private room away, I'll smash this Yafeng Pavilion now."

Tang Gongzi looked at the ceiling with his eyes, and kept rolling his eyes and said, a picture of the second ancestor of the gangster.

"Tang Gongzi wait a minute, I'll go and discuss with the guests in the private room, and ask him to give you the private room," the waiter said to Tang Gongzi with a wry smile.

"Discuss a fart, just take the master over and take him away, why bother so much" Tang Gongzi waved his hand to the waitress and asked him to lead the way.

"Tang Gongzi, you can't go in, the guests inside are dining."

In front of the door of Yang Yibu's private room, which waitress who served Yang Yibu stretched out her hands to stop Tang Gongzi, who was about to push the door in.

"Get out of the way, can you take care of Tang Ye's affairs?" an old man beside Tang Gongzi pushed away the waitress who was blocking the door.

"Bang" Yang Yib's private room door was opened vigorously from the outside.

Yang Yibu, who was drinking and eating, stopped his chopsticks, he raised his head and glanced at Tang Gongzi and his party coldly, did not speak, and continued to drink and eat.

"Get out, my son-in-law has taken a fancy to this private room," a young man beside Tang Gongzi said commandingly.

"Get out," Yang Yibu said in a deep voice after taking a sip of wine.

"Boy, who are you talking to, don't you know that this is my Tang Buren Tang Gongzi" A commanding young man was afraid that Yang Yibu would not know the name of his Tang Gongzi, so he hurriedly said.

"Tang Buren, I don't know, it's not a cat or a dog, I have to know," Yang Yibu said coldly without raising his head.

"Boy, you are looking for death, no one in this Fuyin City dares to say this about my son," said another monk of the second level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Get out," Yang Yibu still said arrogantly, he didn't want to say a word to this group of guys who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Ah Biao abolished him," Tang Buren, who had never opened his mouth, said to a black-clothed monk standing next to him with a third-stage cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Yes" Ah Biao agreed, stepped out, and slowly walked towards Yang Yibu.

"Slow," Yang Yibu said as he drained the wine from his glass and said to the monk named Ah Biao.

"Why, now I know I'm afraid, it's just that it's too late for you to soften now," Ah Biao stopped and looked at Yang Yibu coldly and said.

"Yes, it's too late to give in now, you quickly kneel down, apologize to my son-in-law, and take out a few treasures, once my son-in-law is happy, he will let you go as a fart."

Which monk who had spoken to Yang Yibu before couldn't wait to say to Yang Yibu.

"I think you apologize to me," Yang Yibu said with some amusement.

"What the hell do you want to do" Ah Biao said to Yang Yibu with an angry face, he felt that he was being tricked by Yang Yibu.

"Don't do anything, I just don't think it's a good thing to fight and kill in other people's stores, you see what a poetic name Yafeng Pavilion is, how bad it is to be disturbed by you rough people, you want to beat us out."

Yang Yibu put a piece of fairy spirit on the table, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Okay, it's up to you, go out and fight" Tang Buren took the lead in replying, turned around and walked towards the door of Yafeng Pavilion.

"Take care of this kid, don't let him run away," Tang Buren said to the people around him as he walked.

On the street in front of the Yafeng Pavilion, Yang Yibu stood leisurely and calmly in the center of the street, surrounded by more than a dozen Yuan Infant monks around him in a circle.

Tang Buren cranked the folding fan in his hand and stood outside the circle with a wicked smile on his face, a picture that had nothing to do with himself, just looking at the excitement.

"Who is the kid who is surrounded in the middle, how did he provoke the people of the Tang family," said the monk who was watching the excitement with sympathetic eyes looking at Yang Yibu who was surrounded in the middle.

"This kid is very good-looking, I'm afraid it's a foreign monk, otherwise it's too late for the local monk to hide from the Tang family, how can he take the initiative to provoke."

Another monk whispered to see where the lively monk was.

"Alas, poor baby," said the older monk, shaking his head and sighing.

"It's a pity that such a handsome boy is killed if he is killed" a group of female chirped non-stop.

"What can I do if I'm handsome, it's not like I'm going to turn into a pile of rotten meat after a while," said a male monk who was following a group of girls.

"Shut your crow's mouth," the girls shouted in unison.

"Uh~" The male monk who was sprayed with spit on his face obediently closed his mouth and said softly in his heart, "Good men don't fight with women."

"Boy, how do you want to die," Ah Biao asked Yang Yibu coldly to Yang Yibu, who was surrounded by them.