Not only Yan Chi, but all the other young talents on the fourth floor of Zuimeng Tea House also looked at Yao Yifei expectantly.
They all wanted to know Yao Yifei's attitude towards this.
"This young master is right. Live in a state of drunkenness and dream of death, and those who are capable will appreciate it!"
Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Yao Yifei smiled calmly and confirmed what Ling Tian said.
After that, she looked at Yan Chi again with her soft eyes, and said with a smile, "Young Master Yan Chi, don't be angry, I will brew another cup for you right now!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned the palm of her right hand over, and a ball of steaming spring water emerged from her palm.
Then he moved his left hand, and the teacups and teapots on the table in front of him rose into the air one after another.
The hot spring in the palm of his right hand immediately poured over the tea sets.
This is a warming tool!
After that, everyone saw her right hand flip over and flash with fluorescent light.
In his Najie, various tea leaves and medicinal materials that had been mixed appeared one after another in his palm, exuding various wonderful aromas.
Then, under the fluorescent light, all these tea leaves and medicinal materials fell into the teapot.
This is tea!
As she turned her hand again, another spring water appeared out of thin air and rushed into the pot.
When it was seven or eight full, she controlled her spiritual power to tilt the teapot up and down three times, turning the tea leaves, medicinal materials and tea water up and down, and ensuring that the concentration of the tea water was consistent.
This is brewing!
Finally, she poured the tea from the teapot into the teacup and brewed it into a cup of drunkenness.
A pot of drunkenness will lead to life and death, just take the first cup from the pot.
The remaining tea, which was not perfect tea, was directly thrown aside by Yao Yifei.
"Sir, please have some tea!"
After the brewing was completed, Yao Yifei smiled at Yan Chi and held the teacup in her hand.
But this time, she didn't call Yan Chi Mr. Yan Chi.
Only replaced by Young Master.
It seems that she is tacitly agreeing that anyone can take this tea.
Everyone present is a young master!
Everyone present is smart, how could they not hear what Yao Yifei meant?
The tea cup in Yao Yifei's hand floated towards Yan Chi driven by her spiritual power.
Seeing this, one person couldn't hold it any longer, jumped up and grabbed the teacup in the air.
When Yan Chi saw this, he became furious.
His first drink was taken by Ling Tian.
Someone actually grabbed this second cup?
Moreover, it is so simple and crude, so you can get started directly?
Is it tolerable, which one is intolerable?
"Let me go!"
Yan Chi shouted loudly, jumped up, and grabbed the tea cup in the man's hand.
"Drunken life and dreaming of death, those who can appreciate it!"
Someone repeated what Ling Tian had just said and jumped up from his seat.
At the same time, several others moved and swarmed forward.
The number of people competing for the drunken cup instantly reached five.
Such an interesting scene made Ling Tian feel funny.
After finishing the cup of drunkenness in front of him, he took action again.
Drunken life, dreams and death are tea and medicine.
Drinking too much is useless!
But drinking two or three glasses has only advantages and no disadvantages.
Since everyone was trying to snatch it, he didn't want his life to fall into the hands of these mediocre people.
Wild spiritual power roared out of his body, and as he stretched out his palm, a killing aura stirred up, directly scattering the people who were fighting for the tea cup, and taking advantage of the situation, he took the tea cup into his hand.
"What a greedy guy!"
Seeing Ling Tian take action again after enjoying a cup of drunkenness, a person watching the excitement at the long circular table whispered.
At this time, Ling Tian suddenly felt a wave of heat coming from behind him.
When he turned around, he saw a flame palm print blasting towards him.
Such a scene made his expression slightly change.
Then, he raised his hand and blasted a bloody palm print to neutralize the opponent's attack.
"You're not trying to steal the tea, but are you trying to kill me?"
Ling Tian stared at the man who had just blasted the flame palm mark, his eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent.
Others take action, intending to seize the tea.
The target is the tea cup in his hand.
But this person just now attacked him from behind.
This is no longer as simple as grabbing tea.
But to kill him!
"Kill you first, then take the tea! It's not a bad idea!"
Since Ling Tian saw through his intention, the man had no intention of making excuses and admitted with a sneer.
As soon as he finished speaking, the flames in his palms pulsed, and the fists surrounded by terrifying flames struck Ling Tian again.
"If you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Ling Tian's eyes turned cold and he raised the teacup in his hand.
The eyes of the others immediately focused on the teacup thrown into the air by Ling Tian, and they all started to snatch the teacup again.
There was a terrifying killing energy in Ling Tian's body and he rushed out crazily. Then he used the Seven Killing Seals and struck out with several palms in a row.
Several ancient words of killing gathered together in front of him, turning into one word and blasting towards the man with the blazing palm.
boom!
The man's fist surrounded by flames struck the bloody ancient characters, and the flames were instantly extinguished.
The ancient characters were shattered, but the bloody wind of killing still stirred forward, wrapping around the man's arm and tearing it to pieces.
"ah……"
A roar echoed through the fourth floor of Zuimeng Restaurant.
The cup of drunkenness has now fallen into the hands of one of the young men in blue shirts.
However, the others no longer competed for life and death.
At this moment, their eyes all looked at the young man who had just roared.
When they saw that the right side of the young man's shoulder was empty, and there was blood and flesh on the ground under his feet, they all felt a little thump in their hearts.
"This is Zuimeng Tea House, and you broke his arm..."
Yan Chi looked at Ling Tian with a look of shock and disbelief.
The person whose arm was cut off by Ling Tian also possesses the seventh level of spiritual sea realm cultivation, and his strength is not bad.
Although there is a big gap between him and the top ten heroes of the Imperial City, he is on the same level as Yan Chi.
Seeing someone with the same strength as him having his arm cut off by Ling Tian, how could Yan Chi not feel terrified?
While he was surprised by Ling Tian's strength, he was also amazed by Ling Tian's boldness.
"It's precisely because this is Zuimeng Teahouse that I won't kill him."
Ling Tian said coldly, but the murderous aura in his body was still there.
Just now, this person wanted to kill him to get the tea.
He only cut off the opponent's arm now, which is considered polite.
Otherwise, how could the other party still be standing here alive?
After that, he had no intention of talking nonsense to Yan Chi.
His cold eyes glanced at the young man in blue shirt who was holding a teacup in his hand.
"Give me!"
Being stared at by Ling Tian's terrifying eyes, the blue-shirted young man's heart trembled and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
After hearing Ling Tian's words, as if hearing an imperial edict, he immediately offered the tea cup with both hands.
Seeing this, Ling Tian smiled coldly.
Then he stretched out his palm, activated his spiritual power, and directly pulled the teacup in the opponent's hand into his own hand.
However, he did not return to his seat immediately, nor was he eager to taste the drunkenness in the cup. Instead, he glanced at Yan Chi coldly.
"Do you still want to grab this cup of drunkenness?"
Ling Tian sneered at the corner of his mouth and stared at Yan Chidao with slightly narrowed eyes.
Hearing this, Yan Chi's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
