Chu Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible fierceness, and the little guy who led the way next to him naturally didn't see it, Chu Hao turned his head and said lightly: "Come to a pot of tea, you step down." ”

Those who can enter the drunken Xuanju and have an identity card are naturally not ordinary people, and the little guy is only resigned, and he is busy retreating. After a while, a pot of tea was served. Chu Hao closed the door, Zhou Kang guarded outside, while he sat at the window, made a cup of tea, took a sip, and stared down while playing with the identity card in his hand.

I saw that the actions of the strong monk with a scar on his face had attracted more people's attention at this moment, and many people were watching here, with confusion and excitement on their faces, and the aura of the market also spread among the monks.

Leng Ao's face was cold, and his lips opened slightly to the old man beside him, and he said a few words calmly, Chu Hao was too far away to exude his divine sense and did not hear it clearly. The old man nodded, and then stepped on the strong man's right palm lying on the ground. The brawny man let out a scream. Of course, most people knew that this was just pretending, and the Jindan Monk's body was extremely powerful, how could he be injured so easily.

But the strong man's face was bulging, and it was obvious that such humiliation made him extremely annoyed and angry, but it still did not reach the point of losing his mind, and his other hand was only clenched in the palm of his hand, his face turned red, and his head lowered.

The yin owl man he called Pan Yang sneered, then took a step forward, as if he was saying something to the old man, and then the old man let go of his foot, Chu Hao looked at the old man's mouth, and said five words to the strong man with the scar: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

The strong man was about to be amnesty, and he half-knelt backwards with good words in his mouth, and then he didn't even pay attention to the bewitching woman with a stunned face, and got up and ran out of the crowd directly.

Leng Ao didn't have the slightest hint of surprise, as if he had done something insignificant, and the strong man didn't seem to be a small role worth mentioning, so he didn't pay attention to it at all. In other words, this strong man of the third level of Jindan is just a dirty fly that affects his mood.

From the strong man provoking Pan Yang, it has been less than half a pillar of incense now, but the number of people surrounding has reached more than 200 people. Among them, there are also monks in the Jindan period. For such a scene at the moment, their faces were mixed with incomprehension and shock. In the eyes of most monks, Jin Dan is already an unattainable figure who can only look at, but in the face of Leng Ao today, the strong man is willing to kneel down and admit his mistakes, and he looks afraid, as if they are a flood beast.

"Spread out!"

This voice contained the true yuan power and Dan power, and I saw that the yin owl man spoke for the first time, his voice was cold with a faint murderous aura, like a general on the battlefield, his nine-foot body stood in the center, and the killing aura was especially obvious in his outburst liliang.

It is the nature of mortals to watch the excitement, but monks are not exempt from vulgarity. Otherwise, the bazaar and the like would not be able to be held. However, the people who watched the excitement also had their heads, and at this moment the yin owl man was angry, remembering the unbelievable scene before, they knew that this group of people was very big, and they didn't stop much, most of them scattered.

Only a few monks who were similar to the children of the family, a small team of three or five people, glanced at Leng Ao and slowly walked in other directions.

Chu Hao retracted his gaze, and he didn't know if it was an illusion just now, but Leng Ao seemed to glance at the windowsill on his side.

Shaking his head, Chu Hao put down the cup in his hand, and looked at the identity card of Drunken Xuanju several times, but it was just normal, but the signboard logo of Drunken Xuanju was printed on it, and he couldn't see the difference.

"Is the Leng family?" Chu Hao smiled softly, and said words that only he could understand, "Or is it not just the Leng family?"

Leng Ao's hand just now did have a great shocking effect, and Chu Hao, as a "descendant of the crown prince", of course he would not be surprised. After taking another sip of tea, the cold arrogance pushed the door in, and Chu Hao asked a few words, and then stopped mentioning the matter.

After talking with Leng Ao, when asked where Chu Hao had gone during this time and why he had only come now, Chu Hao smiled and said that the master had something to summon. Leng Ao nodded, and he didn't ask much.

While Leng Ao sneered in his heart, he didn't know that the other party was also sneering in his heart.

No matter what your identity and purpose is, anyway, Lao Tzu will not suffer a loss, and he will kill you. Chu Hao thought playfully in his heart, and the smile on his face was even brighter. Without saying a few words, he sat down next to Leng Ao and raised his arms. The two are like confidants and friends who have not seen each other for a long time, the eldest brother and the younger brother call them affectionate, and immediately replaced the tea with wine, and they did not enjoy themselves until the evening.

After going to the trial island early tomorrow morning, Chu Hao undressed and slept in the inn of the drunken Xuan Ju. Zhou Kang and Leng Ao both lived on his left and right, the rooms were just one zhang apart, and with their divine senses, they could feel the information in the opposite room.

At such an instant, Chu Hao sat cross-legged on the bed and breathed, and in less than half an hour, he felt a misty divine consciousness envelop his body like a light veil of moonlight. There was an inexplicable smile on his face, but Chu Hao didn't move, and continued to run Zhou Tian, and the essence in the meridians went towards Jin Dan, repeatedly, but as usual.

The Breath Concealment Technique is too powerful, and now although Chu Hao is indeed cultivating the "Hug Puzi Cultivation Skill", his divine sense still hasn't found the slightest abnormality, and he only feels that this is the cultivation method of an ordinary innate cultivator, but it is more subtle than an ordinary Qi cultivation eighth-level cultivator, but he shouldn't have cared about it.

The wisp of consciousness lingered for about a dozen breaths before it slowly receded, and the whole room was dark again, only the light of the lonely moon on the sea was scattered like fine sand. Covered windows.

Chu Hao opened his eyes suddenly, then took out a "Zhihua Dan" and fed it to his mouth before he began to officially absorb the aura.

...... In the room on the other side, this room is the room that Leng Ao entered just now. After Chu Hao and Leng Ao said goodbye just now, it was clear that only Leng Ao entered the room alone, but at this time, there were two more people.

One is the second-level old man of Jindan who has always been cold and arrogant. The other person is Pan Yang.

As for Leng Ao, he stood at the window with his hands in his hands, and he changed into a navy blue and white-trimmed robe, which looked righteous but mixed with a hint of evil. He looked at the windowsill and said lightly, "Is there a problem?"

"The host, no problem. ”

The old man's closed eyes opened, and he stood up respectfully and said, "It's really just a monk who cultivates the eighth level of qi. However, the exercises he cultivated seemed to be somewhat unique. ”

"Oh, it would be extraordinary to make Dono feel unique. Leng Ao's face showed a hint of surprise, and then he regained his composure, "But the sea is boundless, and it is not strange to encounter some exercises left by predecessors occasionally. ”

"Yes. These words seemed to be instigating, and I didn't feel any harshness in the old man's ears, but when I saw that Pan Yang also looked at his eyebrows, he lowered his head and listened.

"But ......" The words changed, and he only heard Leng Ao's condensed voice: "This opportunity, whether I have this creation or not, I am bound to win, even if I lose this body, I will not hesitate to do it." ”

"The subordinates must do their best to assist the master!" the old man said at the same time as Pan Yang.

Leng Ao nodded with satisfaction and said, "Pan Yang." ”

"My lord, my subordinates are here. ”

"You just worshiped under my door, and you haven't gotten the orthodoxy of my lineage, as soon as this matter is over, I will let you go to the Lingbo Cave Heavenly Blessed Land, as long as you help me with all your might, the benefits will be indispensable to you!"

Leng Ao has no polite and modest appearance at the moment, and his whole body is full of confidence and domineering, and he has the air of being self-assured. This all-natural momentum and deliberately made a difference, just like the emperor of the common people, it is a natural coercion!

The coercion of the superior!

Pan Yang's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Lord Xie!"

"Call the master. Leng arrogant said lightly.

Pan Yang's face hesitated for a moment, but immediately turned into respect, and said, "Yes, master." ”

"That's right, master. The old man remembered something, and said, "I wonder what your purpose is in going with that boy to the place of trials, and how can he help?"

"Absolutely. The corners of Leng Ao's mouth hooked up a smile, which made both of them palpitate, this smile appeared on their master's face, and they all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at it again: "He is a 'descendant of the crown prince', I naturally want him to clear the customs and get that place." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Go down." ”

The moon on the sea was bright, and in the cold wind, in the whole silent darkness, it was as cold as water.