At this time, Leng Yue was wearing a very simple white gauze skirt, but because of her outstanding appearance, she was also very eye-catching in the crowd.

Leng Yue looked at the face of the young man in front of her, and originally didn't believe it. But when he heard that he actually called his name directly, Leng Yue finally had a smile on his face.

At this time, the old man in a cloth robe next to Leng Yue was also stunned. Then he looked at Leng Yue and said, "Yue'er, do you know this young man?"

Leng Yue smiled and nodded, which made the monks standing around her feel incredible. Because since this beautiful girl came to the East Realm, she has never laughed once.

Ye Haoran was also very puzzled at this time, so he asked directly, "Why are you here?"

Leng Yue first looked at the old man in cloth beside her who showed a pleading gaze, and then said to Ye Haoran: "It's a long story at this time, can you look at my face and let go of the holmium seniors, his character has always been like this, but he usually treats us well!"

When Ye Haoran heard this, he looked at the holmium thunder that had passed out in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and he directly threw it to the ground on the side, and said coldly to everyone: "For the sake of Miss Leng Yue's face, I won't care about it this time, but if there is a next time, don't hang me and turn my face and don't recognize people!"

After Ye Haoran said this, he immediately urged the power of the divine soul to summon the Wind Leopard and the Wanyue Little Spirit Fox in the Xuanling Ring, and at this moment, he directly withdrew the ten-zhang golden body, and the eight-vein pattern of the Qi Jing that lit up behind him gradually disappeared. At this moment, Ye Haoran felt that he had once again lost the control of the power of the Yuan Spirit.

This scene also made those monks envious, since they came to this Eastern Realm, they could not use the storage and magic weapons, let alone summon their own mounts and spirit pets from them.

At this time, Wanyue Little Spirit Fox lay on Ye Haoran's shoulder, opened her eyes lazily, and then her hair exploded in an instant, and she shouted in horror: "Silly boy, where is this, how can there be so many cultivators who have cultivated to become powerful, are you in trouble again?"

At this time, the Wind Leopard was the same, and even showed a fierce look on his face, and made a move to attack at any time. Ye Haoran smiled helplessly, and finally calmed the wind leopard, and said with the little guy on his shoulder: "Don't be afraid, they don't dare to do anything to us!"

At this time, the old man in cloth took a step forward, with a smile on his face, and was about to bow to Ye Haoran. But his move instantly made the little spirit fox furious, and he shouted directly in her delicate voice: "Ah! old man who has a distraction period, the little snake is about to escort!"

As the voice of the little spirit fox fell, the cyan ring on her neck and shin flashed, and the green phosphorus Jiao, which was nearly 100 zhang long, appeared instantly, hovering on the ground, protecting the little spirit fox on his head, and let out an earth-shattering roar at the old man in cloth.

This scene once again frightened everyone, and even some of the children, who had never seen such a frightening scene, were so frightened that they cried.

For this reason, the old man in cloth hurriedly looked at Ye Haoran and said, "Little friend, we have no malicious intentions, please take back your demon pet, it's not good to frighten the child!"

Ye Haoran saw the reaction of the little spirit fox, and she didn't expect it, so she hurriedly explained to it, and she was relieved to let the green phosphorus Jiao turn into a cyan ring on her neck and shins, and once again showed her arrogant look and said to everyone: "It turns out that it's just an empty shelf, it's not interesting, I'll sleep first, and you continue to talk." ”

After saying this, the little spirit fox directly lay on Ye Haoran's shoulder and fell asleep.

Ye Haoran looked at the people with dark faces, hurriedly clenched his fists and bowed, and said: "The spirit pet below has a stubborn character, if you offend you, please bear with me!"

At this time, the old man in cloth hurriedly showed a smile, and also bowed to Ye Haoran and said: "Xiaoyou is polite, such a spiritual pet, even in the Kyushu Continent is unattainable, Xiaoyou can have such an opportunity, it is too late for me to envy, how can I offend!"

Ye Haoran saw that the old man was hostile, so he also smiled and said: "The predecessor praised it falsely, everything is just a coincidence, presumably you are the village elder of Ziqi Village." ”

The old man in cloth smiled and said: "Indeed, the old man's name is Wang Hua, and he is the village chief of Ziqi Village, it is inconvenient to talk here, why don't you go back to the village with us?"

At this time, he had no place to go, and when he heard Wang Hua's words, Ye Haoran hugged his fists and bowed and said, "Then I have to disturb you, senior!"

"Hehe... It's okay!"

Then, those monks all got out of the way, letting Wang Hua and Ye Haoran and his Wind Leopard walk in the front, while they followed respectfully, even Qiu Shuisheng had no complaints, because even if your cultivation level is high here, if the strength you show is not as good as others, you can only succumb to it. And Wang Zhenjiang looked at the holmium thunder that was carried by four people behind him, and followed behind Wang Hua in shock.

Along the way, Ye Haoran saw many monks walking out of the rice fields with hoes, their cultivation was high and low, but each dress was very simple, if he didn't feel their cultivation, Ye Haoran thought that these were a group of mortals.

For this reason, Leng Yue, who was following Ye Haoran, explained to Ye Haoran, saying that this Eastern Realm could not use the power of the Yuan Spirit, and the monks were here, unable to open the valley, and they had to use food to replenish their physical strength, so everyone would be like this.

For this reason, Ye Haoran also nodded secretly, looking at this Donglai Realm, he felt more and more mysterious.

When he arrived at the entrance of Ziqi Village, Ye Haoran also saw a lot of young children playing there, looking innocent, Ye Haoran couldn't help but feel a lot, can be like this, in addition to those mortal villages in the Kyushu Continent, it is only in the Donglai Realm where there are many strong monks.

may have heard that there was a very strong young man in the village, and the villagers who were at home all ran to the entrance of the village to look, and both men and women, young and old, had excited and hopeful looks on their faces, which also made Ye Haoran feel very surprised.

This Ziqi Village is very simple and ordinary, and every house is made of straw, even the family of Wang Hua, who is the head of the village. However, the villagers are very simple and very enthusiastic. When they learned that Ye Haoran had arrived at the village chief's house, they all sent some fruits and vegetables grown by their own families.

At this time, in the courtyard of Wang Hua's house, Wang Hua, Qiu Shuisheng, Leng Yue, and Ye Haoran were sitting around a square table made of ordinary nanmu. The square table was filled with all kinds of food, the most of which was the pot of roasted sweet potatoes that smelled fragrant.

Smelling the smell of sweet potatoes, Ye Haoran felt as if he had returned to the scene of begging around when he was a child, when he was very hungry, so he would go to some people's sweet potato fields and secretly dig a stick. Then run to a place where no one is and set up a campfire. After baking, he ate it in a big gulp, and as soon as he was full, Ye Haoran could feel a trace of warmth coming from his body, and even if he stepped into the cultivation of immortals, he never forgot it.

At this time, Ye Haoran saw the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes on the table, and there was also a "cooing" sound in his stomach, which was a hunger he had never felt since he stepped on the path of cultivating immortals.

When Leng Yue heard this voice, she couldn't help but smile. Wang Hua and Qiu Shuisheng did the same, laughing.

This made Ye Haoran feel his cheeks slightly hot, and he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly and said, "Let a few people laugh!"

Wang Hua nodded with a smile and said: "Xiaoyou has thought about it a lot, the monks who came to this Donglai realm are all like you, how can you see and laugh, it's just that we have coarse tea and light rice here, so I'm afraid of snubbing you." ”

Ye Haoran shook his head and smiled, directly picked up a roasted sweet potato with a warm touch, took a bite and said: "Compared with the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the immortal cultivation world, this roasted sweet potato is more sweet and delicious to me!"

When Wang Hua heard this, he smiled and said: "Hahaha, Ye Xiaoyou is not informal, compared to those pretending monks, it is much stronger, since it is so delicious, then eat more, if it is not enough, I will let someone send it again." ”

"Then you're welcome!"

After saying this, Ye Haoran began to eat in a big gulp, and the familiar taste entered his body with a trace of residual heat, which made him feel a lot for a while.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer roasted sweet potatoes in that pot, Wang Hua and Qiu Shuisheng also nodded with satisfaction. And when Leng Yue saw that the sweet potato was about to bottom, she hurriedly served another pot, picked up one and handed it to Ye Haoran and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll bake it for you!"

Ye Haoran showed a smile, took the roasted sweet potato in Leng Yue's hand, and ate it again, it's not that Ye Haoran doesn't understand elegance, it's just that this roasted sweet potato is a kind of nostalgia sealed in the depths of his memory for him.