In the partition hall on the first floor, several square tables were lined up one after another. The waiter led Liu Qingyi to a table by the window. He saw that the table was filled with various cooked dishes. The food is a collection of various spiritual foods.
As soon as Liu Qingyi sat down, she felt the fragrance fragrant to her nose. She couldn't help but move her index finger and picked up a piece of golden-backed exotic poultry meat. Between the teeth.
He took a pot of wine from the table, filled a wine cup, and took a few sips. He was slightly surprised when he saw a table in the back also filled with food.
After a while, I saw the middle-aged man in brocade robes who was in charge bowing his head and ushering the three people in. They settled in front of the table in the back and said with a flattering smile on their faces: "Several envoys, please take a rest first and use Some spiritual meals will be delivered to our store later."
After the three of them took their seats, they glanced left and right, their eyes all passing by Liu Qingyi, who was pouring a drink for himself, without paying much attention.
One of the long-haired men turned to the middle-aged man in brocade robes and said with a smile: "Old Chen, you are still thoughtful."
The other two people also nodded in unison and said, "Old Chen, you are very particular." "Thank you very much."
Liu Qingyi saw that the three of them were all wearing light blue Taoist robes, and knew that the person coming was a disciple of the local immortal sect. After a round of spiritual exploration, he found that several of them were monks in the spiritual cultivation stage. The long-haired man was They were at the ninth level of the Spiritual Forging Stage, and the other two were both at the fourth level of the Spiritual Forging Stage, so they didn't bother to pay any attention to them.
Not long after the three of them sat down, a voice suddenly sounded outside the hall: "We are here!" The fair boy from before stumbled, and a woman in a black dress walked in.
Liu Qingyi looked up and saw this woman with a slim figure, long purple hair shawl, and a ferocious mask with green face and fangs on her head. As the waiter walked from the door of the hall, he chose the one in front of him by the window. Sitting opposite Liu Qingyi at the table.
"Hurry up and serve the spiritual meal!" The woman briefly looked at the three men in light blue Taoist robes at the table at the back and ordered the waiter.
The long-haired man in the ninth level of the spiritual realm in the back half-twisted his body and looked at the woman in black skirt. Seeing the mask on her face, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
The other two people also turned their heads to look around. They were also a little surprised when they saw a strange mask on the face of the woman in black skirt. After some spiritual exploration, one of them chuckled and said: "A mere ordinary person can show such shame. Put a halter on it, could it be that you are too ugly to be seen?"
"That's not necessarily true. In my opinion, it's possible that she's a bit pretty. She's afraid of attracting the covetousness of ordinary people, so she's hiding it first." Another person analyzed a few words like this, but there was a look of contempt on his face. .
At this moment, Liu Qingyi also used a spiritual technique to explore the woman, and found that there was no trace of spiritual energy on her body, and her state of cultivation showed nothing. She was indeed a mortal.
It was just a coincidence that when he threw the spirit-judging skill on the woman, the woman suddenly raised her head and looked at him.
The two pairs of eyes met each other, Liu Qingyi felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head and ate his own food.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in brocade robes who was in charge came in with a white spirit-locking bag in his hand, stumbled to the three people at the back table, and handed the spirit-locking bag to a few people. He went over and said: "Immortal envoy, please take a look. This is our monthly gift."
The long-haired man at the ninth level of spiritual cultivation took the spirit lock bag, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, nodded and said, "Old Chen, this month is my number."
The middle-aged man in brocade robes relaxed when he heard this, smiled a few words, then slumped and left.
The long-haired man put away the spirit-locking bag and said with a faint smile: "This time, all the stores in the market have paid their monthly tributes, which saves us the trouble of chasing people away."
A man on the fourth floor of the Spiritual Forging Stage nodded and said: "They are quite honest. Only the few shops in Xianmen under the sea of clouds have been holding back."
"Oh, there's nothing we can do about that." Another man on the fourth level of the Spiritual Forging Stage sighed.
"These people...are they here to collect rent?" Liu Qingyi was already thinking in her mind at this moment. She looked at the table inside again and glanced at the waists of the three of them, only to see a few red hanging on them. The storage bags in different blue colors can't help but make my heart feel hot.
"Would you like to vote for me? Just make up for the shortfall!" Liu Qingyi secretly thought in his mind that he had spent a lot of spirit essence stones in participating in the battle to seize the palace this time. Since the elders of the sect were present, he did not dare to snatch them. Those Liuyun Sect disciples had no scruples about these people's storage bags, spiritual treasures and other items, and had already made up their minds.
After a while, the young waiter brought several spiritual food dishes and presented them to the table of the ghost-faced woman.
When Liu Qingyi saw that the woman was still wearing the mask, she couldn't help but look over curiously, and secretly teased in her heart: "How do you eat with the mask on?"
Unexpectedly, the woman sat alone for a long time, without taking off the chopsticks, and just fell into a daze.
"Are you lovesick?" A person at the table glanced at the ghost-faced woman and sneered.
The long-haired man looked at the ghost-faced woman, shook his head and ignored it, then said excitedly: "Have you heard about it? Last time when I was hunting for treasures in Wuzhuang Lake in the Sea of Clouds, the palace master defeated several people in the Condensation Level. The monk has obtained three treasures alone."
One person asked: "I've also heard that in the treasure hunting at Wuzhuang Lake, several sects from the east of Yunhai participated in it. Unexpectedly, our Shangyuan Palace took the lead in the end."
Another person said: "Senior Brother Yuan, I wonder what three treasures the palace master has obtained?"
The long-haired man surnamed Yuan smiled mysteriously and said in a low voice: "I heard it is a green fairy shield, a silver fairy spear, and a black stone. It seems to be called Fenghai Weight. I don't know what it is used for. of."
A man on the fourth level of the Spiritual Forging Stage thought: "Fenghai Weight? Could it be related to the Fenghai Realm Ban in the west?" 33
"Who knows! Since the palace master has taken action to snatch it, it will be a great treasure." The man surnamed Yuan said with a smile.
At this moment, the ghost-faced woman sitting opposite Liu Qingyi suddenly made a move with her hands. She grabbed the cup and plate containing the spiritual food on the table and threw it at the three men who were talking.
One after another, the spiritual dishes were placed on the heads of the three men in blue. Unexpectedly, several people were made a fuss all over their heads and faces. For a while, juice flew everywhere in the hall, cups and plates were scattered, and there was a loud banging sound. Come.
"what are you doing?"
"Asshole!"
"Seeking death!" The three men in blue yelled angrily. They all stood up, shook their arms, and used several water diversion techniques to rinse their heads and faces.
Seeing the ghost-faced woman grab another wine bottle and smash it over her head, the man surnamed Yuan who was on the ninth level of the Spiritual Forging Stage shouted: "You're still here?!" He raised his hand and released a silver short knife, and smashed it towards her face. The wine bottle was broken into pieces, and the wine spilled on the floor.
"You...are impudent!" The man pointed at the ghost-faced woman, and the silver dagger he raised fell towards the woman's head.
The other two men in blue cursed again and again, and also raised their hooks and swords and slashed in front of the ghost-faced woman.
Seeing that the ghost-faced woman was about to splatter blood on the spot, Liu Qingyi moved his body and used the wind pole technique to turn into a purple lightning and flew in front of the woman. His hands glowed with golden light, and he held the silver short knife in his hand, and then slapped away the two hook sword magic weapons with one palm.
The middle-aged man in brocade robes and the young man in the lobby had already squeezed to the entrance of the hall and exclaimed: "Oh my God!" "What are you doing?"
When the three men in blue saw Liu Qingyi jumping out and using just one hand to slap or grab several people with their magic weapons, they all froze in place, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.
When the man at the ninth level of spiritual cultivation saw his magic weapon dagger being held in someone's hand, his momentum weakened and he looked at Liu Qingyi and said, "What do you want... to do?..."
"Brothers, why are you angry? This woman is just a mortal. Although she was rude, she will not be punished to death. Why don't I just play with you." Liu Qingyi chuckled and looked at the short knife in his hand. , seeing that his spiritual power was only at the level of a magic weapon, I felt a little disappointed.
He had been targeting the three of them just now, but now that he had found a reason to cause trouble, he refused to give up. He directly put away the short sword magic weapon in his hand and said, "Here we come!" He already volleyed towards the three of them. people.
I heard a burst of wind, followed by a purple figure passing through it. After a few breaths, I saw three men in blue, their teeth trembling, and they all sat down on the ground.
Liu Qingyi held three storage bags and looked at them for a while, with a satisfied look on his face. He picked up the hook sword magic weapon that fell on the ground, glanced at the ghost-faced woman who was sitting in a daze, and said: "You... The little girl who caused trouble should thank your grandpa!"
After saying this, a strange smile appeared on his face, he climbed out of the window with one hand and was about to jump out.
The ghost-faced woman called out in a concentrated voice: "Wait a minute!"
Liu Qingyi was hanging by the window. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked at the ghost-faced woman and said, "What's going on?"
The ghost-faced woman's voice was cold, "What you're doing is not clean enough."
"Oh? How to clean it?" Liu Qingyi asked in shock.
"It should be like this!" After the ghost-faced woman finished speaking, she raised her hand and pointed lightly. There was a hissing sound in the hall, and the three men in blue who were sitting on the ground burst out with blood without warning. In the fog, all the bodies were in different places, and the broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground.
The next moment, footsteps sounded from the hall door and two shrill howls echoed in the night sky, "Killing!" "Someone killed the immortal envoy of Shangyuan Palace!"
Liu Qingyi was hanging on the window, dumbfounded, and there was a panic in her heart. She looked at the ghost-faced woman who was still sitting alone and said in a confused voice: "You... how could you?!... You are not a mortal. !”
A moment later, there was a sound of breaking wind outside the Guangyuan Inn, and a series of hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer. The inn was once again filled with curses and the sound of gold and iron clashing, followed immediately by another burst of shrill wind and hissing sounds. Come.
In Shangyuan Immortal Square, the stars and the moon hang high, and there is a lot of noise everywhere.
A dark shadow emerged from a bush not far from Guangyuan Inn, turned into a dimly lit street next to it, and disappeared into the bustling crowd within a moment.
Some people died, but not completely...
