Run the way

"Xue'er, eat slowly, don't rush."

An old two-story wooden building, a dilapidated bluestone alley, and a dilapidated small wooden table, the strong aroma of wine and meat wafted in the air.

Fankeju is the name of this shop.

Although the shop is small, there are constant visitors. Although the street is deserted, there are still pedestrians. Walking through the long street and the ancient Qingshi Lane, I made a special trip here to enjoy the delicacy in the mundane world.

The wooden building is not big, and there is an endless stream of visitors, among which there are many cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage with a strong aura.Ye Qingyan looked at the monks around him while tasting the unique taste of stewed meat in an iron pot.

Such a scene was almost never seen by her who grew up in the imperial dynasty.She didn't understand that the monks in the Nascent Soul stage should be regarded as top-notch cultivators in this ordinary big iron city, but why a group of such tyrannical practitioners want to taste the fireworks in the world here.

"Mo..., it's okay..."

Mo Yexue was holding a pair of wooden chopsticks, and her way of eating was still a feast that didn't match her temperament.

If it is said that the most eye-catching seat in the whole small wooden building, it should belong to Bai Ye's table.Although the woman in red had a bit of a stutter in her speech, just from the sound, many people fell in love with her.

It was an indescribable gentleness, but cold, as if it did not belong to this world.Ye Qingyan just silently moved the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, looking at the white-haired boy and the woman in red in front of her, there was a trace of indescribable bitterness and complexity in her heart.

"Perhaps only a woman like her is worthy of him. After all, I still have to shoulder the mission of the family..."

"Have you heard that the Golden Scale List is real, and it appeared outside the Great Iron City just the day before yesterday."

"Indeed, a group of talents have been identified."

"Fellow daoists, why do you call them wits?"

"I heard that the Golden Scale List was originally a magic weapon of a great cultivator in this era, but for some reason, it was left behind when that great power entered the ninth realm, and it evolved on its own, and it evolved to where it is today."

"Yes, I once read in a classic that the great cultivator was once a scholar in the northern border... The so-called gifted scholar is probably for the sake of a thought in his heart."

"Fairy, my young master would like to invite you upstairs to have a drink with him. I don't know if you would do me a favor, so I'll come with you."

The moment this voice sounded, Bai Ye's face immediately turned a little rosy.

"I don't know your son, but who is he?"

Listening to Bai Ye's words, although Ye Qingyan was calm on the surface, but she sighed in her heart, how could this follower have a cultivation level of alchemy stage, why is he so short-sighted.

"My son, but the second son of the city lord's family, His Highness Mu Bai, who is known as the head of the three heroes of the Great Iron City."

"If you are sensible, get out of my lord quickly. Since you are still young and your cultivation base is still weak, my lord can still save your life."

This person secretly transmitted voices to Bai Ye and the three of them. In his opinion, even the three monks at the Nascent Soul stage, in this big iron city, their young master can eat them to death, let alone these two The kid only has the aura of the foundation building period.

However, Bai Ye just lowered his head, holding a wine bowl and silently savoring Beiliang's plum wine.He didn't care about the man's intentions at all.

"Give you a breath, disappear."

Bai Ye didn't speak, but Ye Qingyan, who was also drinking with his head down, murmured.Because of this change, even her mood became annoyed.

Seeing that Bai Ye and the other three didn't respond, the man who looked like a follower immediately had surging true energy surging out of his body.For a moment, the whole small wooden building was shrouded in his coercion, and the scene on the first floor instantly became desolate, with a sense of tension.

"Since you don't have eyes, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Qingyan, Xue'er, are you full?"

"not yet."

"Nope."

"Then go ahead, Xiaoer, serve the food."

Hearing Ye Qingyan and Mo Yexue's answers, Bai Ye smiled, without any intention of putting that person in his eyes.A bright ice-blue finger light shot towards the three of them while talking and laughing in Bai Ye.

"Oh, beauty is a disaster..."

Some people lamented that in Beiliang, not all folks are like Longcheng.No matter how bright the bright lights are, they are still shrouded in darkness. This is the way this world, and even the whole world, is.

However, just when they thought that another tragedy was about to happen before their eyes, the scene in front of them surprised them.The alchemy stage follower, who was still arrogant and domineering one moment, collapsed motionless the next moment. Unlike before, he became lifeless.

The woman in red slowly stood up from her seat, and stretched out her pale jade finger to lightly touch the sharp finger.Then she turned around and sat in the arms of the white-haired boy. Bai Ye raised the wine bowl in his hand and bumped against Ye Qingyan in the air.

Everyone was stunned. Apart from being shocked, they also knew one thing: the second young master of the city lord's family probably kicked the iron plate this time.Some people lamented, and some gloated, but the pupils of the few Nascent Soul Stage experts on the first floor of the small wooden building shrank.

Even with their cultivation base, they could only see a dim red light, which flickered with a faint brilliance and passed away with that sharp finger light.

Bai Ye raised his hand, gently caressing the three thousand hairs of the beauty in his arms.At this moment, his eyes were filled with coldness and tenderness.For endless years, there have always been insects without eyes that would fly towards the light of his candle.

Today is the first time Mo Yexue wakes up since she fell into a deep sleep, and he doesn't want to affect her good mood.Ye Qingyan put down the bowl in his hand, letting the cold and muddy wine flow down his throat.

Her cheeks were reddish, quite drunk.It has been four or five years since I knew this boy, and she has grown a lot taller, but he hasn't changed at all.The longer the time, the more she couldn't see through.

This young man is decisive in killing, and his strength has reached a terrifying level, but when facing his friends and even his relatives, he is like another person.

Being born in the Emperor's family was the sentence that touched Ye Qingyan the most. She knew how much she had shouldered, and the more so, the more envious she was of the young man's inadvertent display of freedom and ease.

In her heart, this person is like a glass of deadly wine, which makes people intoxicated, deeply trapped, and unable to extricate themselves.

"Fairy is so skillful, it really makes me very excited. Come and take those two trash down."

An elegant young man stood on the stairs, looking at the three of Bai Ye with contempt. In his eyes, the woman in red was destined to become his plaything, while those two men, in his big iron city , just kill it.

"ink……"

While Bai Ye was drinking, Mo Yexue leaned in his arms and whispered in his ear.As soon as the elegant young man finished speaking, ten powerful auras appeared beside Bai Ye and the three of them.

Bajiedan, dual infant.

"You, do you still know the king's law of Beiliang?"

Ye Qingyan raised her head, a blue light appeared in her eyes, she was furious in her heart, along the way, she witnessed the heroic folk customs of this windy and snowy land, and she had a good impression of the Beiliang people who gave her a different feeling from the misty rain in the southern country .

As the gorgeous green flames ignited, her aura rose rapidly.The peak of alchemy, the low-level of the Nascent Soul stage, the middle-level of the Nascent Soul stage...

"In this big iron city, my Mufu mansion is Wang Fa."

Following the ferocious shout of Mr. Ruya, ten figures shot together, all kinds of runes circulated, exuding a tyrannical aura, and they went to suppress Bai Ye and the three in the blink of an eye.

"Yo..."

A fox cry sounded from behind Ye Qingyan's body.All the cultivators looked up, and a shadow of a green fox slowly emerged, and terrifying blue black handles with green flames moved with the rhythm of the ten tails of the green fox.

For a moment, among the ten monks who suppressed Bai Ye and the other three, Ye Qingyan blocked five of them.Of course, these five people are quite comfortable, and the other five, it is not so much that they are suppressing Bai Ye, it is better to say that Bai Ye is suppressing them.

Three bright red blades were floating in the air, and with the power of the supreme Shura, they strongly suppressed the remaining three alchemy stage monks, but Bai Ye's figure had already disappeared in place, and he appeared in front of the two Nascent Souls. In front of the monks.

At the moment when he wanted to kill, Bai Ye had to endure the discomfort in his body, especially when he was violent, the feeling of resisting the erosion of the curse became particularly strong.

This is a warning, he must break through the current realm, otherwise no matter how strong his physique is, he will not be able to resist the terrifying erosion of this curse seal, after all, it comes from immortals.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

A series of bones shattering sounded, and Bai Ye used himself as a soldier, and Fan Li's monster power rose and lingered, forcing the two Nascent Soul cultivators to fight him hand-to-hand.

His tyrannical physique and detached strength are his only advantages in the face of two Nascent Soul cultivators whose cultivation base is higher than his.But now, he has to devote half of his strength to suppress the curse seal. Facing a strong enemy, he can only use part of his strength, and this body is the second.

Even so, the two Nascent Soul Xiu felt quite dumbfounded at the moment.They waved the broken flying swords in their hands, and felt a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts. For the first time since they practiced, they felt that the cultivation base suppression was so useless.

No human cultivator can use his body to destroy a magic weapon out of thin air, and all the spells they cast with their true energy are blocked by this young man with his body. This is simply a beast in the form of a human.

The fierce fighting caused quite a commotion in this small wooden building, but it quickly subsided, because such things, no matter in the secular world or in the world of practice, are already commonplace.

In just a moment, the 11 people, including Mu Bai, were all nailed to the wall by the blade transformed by Bai Ye's Shura power. Their energy was very weak, and seven of them had completely lost their vitality and turned into seven. A shocking blood corpse.

"No...don't kill me..."

The white-haired boy stood quietly in front of the only four remaining people, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha……..."

The door of the small wooden building suddenly opened wide, and countless snowflakes were swept by the cold wind, followed by a bald monk.