Zhang Xian came to see Yue Miao'er, indeed out of curiosity, and also suspected of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard.

Whether Wen Sheng has cultivated or not, and how high his cultivation is, has always been a mystery, and the information provided by the ship king is that Wen Sheng may not have cultivated, but he can't be sure.

The three of them, Wu Sheng, Wen Sheng, and the Boat King, rarely met, and even if they met, they separated after solving some things in a few words.

Later, Wen Sheng did not reappear, but his sister inherited the holy name, which made the Martial Saint and the Ship King, who knew that Wen Sheng had not cultivated, not know Yue Miao'er too well.

The Yue family deliberately caused such an impact, which made people incomprehensible and made Wen Sheng feel mysterious.

There are a lot of people coming and going in Cloud Island every day, but they are all under the supervision of the three forces of Martial Saint, Wensheng and Ship King, as long as they don't come to make trouble and plot against you, the three forces will not harass you, and even secretly protect your safety.

But if you make trouble, you will be expelled, and if you are serious, you will be punished by the three families, not necessarily any of them, and if you have bad intentions, congratulations、、、、、、!!!!

The scarred Black Shark ship entered the harbor and docked, and the information quickly spread to the upper echelons of the three forces.

Although Liu Chengqian had ordered the heavy crossbow to be dismantled and put into storage, and the weapons were also put away, the heavy crossbow rack was still there, and the momentum of those hundred battle soldiers could not be hidden.

The scars on the Black Shark are also a clear reminder that I have just experienced a great battle.

Obviously, how can merchant ships have such combat power.

Zhang Xian's words broke through the sky, which made Yue Miao'er open her mouth in shock.

At this moment, as if a breeze was blowing, Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows, and a person flashed on his side.

This person is slightly taller than Zhang Xian, with a purple and gold crown, sword eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, square mouth and thick lips, wearing a moon-white robe, a pale golden waist, and sharkskin combat boots.

"Originally, I wanted to visit the Martial Saint later, but I didn't want you to come by myself. ”

The corners of Zhang Xian's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled lightly.

The Martial Saint was not good at words, but just snorted lightly in response.

The Martial Saint appeared, and then another person flashed in the field, this person looked similar to the Martial Saint, but his skin was slightly darker, and his breath was a little cold.

Yue Miao'er shook her head helplessly.

"Don't damage my flowers and trees, I'll be in a hurry. ”

"Want to fight old places. ”

The man who came later said coldly to the Martial Saint.

"Good!"

Wu Sheng glanced at Zhang Xian, flashed away, and the person who came later chased after him, but left Zhang Xian hanging there.

"What are they?"

"Two old bastards, huh. ”

Yue Miao'er snorted.

"Why don't you go?"

Yue Miao'er glared at Zhang Xian and said.

"I can't beat any of them, and I don't do this stupid thing with the past to find abuse. ”

Zhang Xian could see that the cultivation of these two people was above the peak of the divine master, and it was no surprise that the lowest was a half-step legendary realm.

With such a cultivation, Zhang Xian can't win alone, and these two people seem to have some kind of grudge, yes, when they meet, they will spark everywhere, and throw him, an outsider, here, and don't shoot it is not good for Yue Miao'er.

Besides, the martial saint obviously came to him, why didn't he do anything serious, but went to fight.

"The latecomer is the owner of Cen Yue Island, the owner of Cen (Fu)?"

Cen Jia Island is owned by the Cen family, because there was a big crisis in the Cen family a long time ago, and it was the help of the Yue family that got rid of the crisis of being wiped out, so it was renamed Cen Yue Island since then.

It was after that incident that Cen Fu and Yue Miao'er of the Yue family formed a relationship.

But their married life is not so happy, Cen Fu is the patriarch of the Cen family, and Yue Miao'er took over the name of Wen Sheng, so most of the time the two live separately.

If it weren't for the fact that the two had a pair of children, I am afraid that they would have 、、、、 long ago1

"Yes. “

Yue Miao'er nodded.

"Pearl, serve the guests at the fruit point. ”

Yue Miao'er finally regarded Zhang Xian as a guest, and after making a gesture of invitation, she beckoned the girl to wait.

There is a pavilion in the plum garden, and the plum blossoms bloom all around, and Zhang Xian came to the pavilion with Yue Miao'er.

"This is not the plum blossom season, how can you 、、、? plum blossoms?"

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, it was refreshing, but Zhang Xian was very surprised, so he asked.

"They will bloom whenever I want, like any other flower. ”

"It's overbearing. ”

Zhang Xian exclaimed.

Masters have means, such as Zhang Xian and Uncle Tai use their vitality to make tea, and some people release their vitality to dig holes, etc., depending on their preferences.

Women, especially a graceful and luxurious lady like Yue Miao'er, she likes flowers and trees, and prefers the fragrance of flowers, she will let all kinds of flowers bloom at any time according to her own preferences.

Probably she likes the scent of plum blossoms now, so the plum blossoms bloom.

"I'll make a pot of divine soup for Madame to taste. ”

Without waiting for Yue Miao'er to ask what kind of divine soup, Zhang Xian took out the tea set and began to make tea.

After a while, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, making Yue Miao's jade face shine.

"This is what you call the divine soup?"

When Zhang Xian introduced the tea into the tea bowl, he saw that the tea was emerald green and had a strong aroma.

Madame tasted. ”

Yue Miao'er took a very elegant sip of the tea bowl, but felt that the entrance was mellow and refreshing, shaped like a bird's tongue, and the aftertaste was endless, so she immediately looked at Zhang Xian in surprise.

"It's called a divine soup, but in layman's terms, it's tea. ”

"Tea?"

It seems that tea culture has not yet reached here.

Yue Miao'er closed her eyes and savored, just then the two people who were fighting came back, looking at the situation, Cen Fu didn't win.

"What does it taste like and how does it smell good?"

Martial Saint snorted and wondered.

"It's supposed to be this green soup. ”

Cen Fu snatched the tea that Zhang Xian hadn't had time to drink, and poured it into his stomach with his head up.

"Cows chew peonies and gluttonize heavenly things. ”

Yue Miao'er was very unhappy with her husband's image.

"Ahem, I'm thirsty from fighting. ”

Choked by his wife, Cen Fu was embarrassed.

"Huh?"

Then he snapped his lips and let out a startled sound.

"Lord Yuan, Lord Cen, why don't you sit down and taste the kid's tea art. ”

Zhang Xian added two more tea sets to pour tea for Wusheng and Cen Fu.

I'm afraid that from now on, the three great venerables of Cloud Island and Cen Yue Island will have no taste for anything to drink.

Since then, the tea ceremony has been prevalent in Yunwu Island.

After the tea, it's time to get down to business.

The Martial Saint suddenly appeared, in fact, 、、、、、、、、、、、