Chapter 206

Yang Fan gently feel the delicious taste, and then take a look at the appearance, here to give him a very good feeling, food looks very good.

Moreover, Yang fan can also see that the more expensive food is basically made of monsters in the congenital realm.

The next most expensive is the monster of the day after tomorrow. The dishes are pretty good.

The waiter saluted Yang Fan respectfully and said, "please use it slowly, my guest!"

Yang Fan said hello to the shopkeeper and then waved to him to leave.

The waiter's attitude is still good. Yang Xiaoke stares at the delicious food on the table, but he can't help it. He breaks away from Yang Fan, jumps on the table and pulls the food in front of him.

Yang Fan didn't expect that Yang Xiaoke was so worried. He said to it in a low voice: "little guy, no one grabs you. What are you worried about?"

With that, he gently put a piece of meat on Yang Xiaoke's mouth. Yang Xiaoke swallowed the piece of meat which is equivalent to half of his body directly. His mouth is bulging and looks like two balls, which is extremely lovely.

Looking at Yang Fan's behavior and disdaining, the martial artists all around judged that Yang Fan was a young master from a big family. Only those young masters from a big family would like this kind of useless gadget. Only those monsters with ornamental value and no strength were useless. Martial artists like them in southern Xinjiang braved the rain of swords and spears all day, Don't even bother to look at it.

The flashy things are meaningless to them. Now the southern Xinjiang is extremely desolate and remote, without any security environment, only fighting. If the strength is not strong enough, it can only be brutally killed.

Yang Fan doesn't mind the eyes of the people around him. For him, these people are just passers-by, just mole ants. What's the point?

But they don't know that under Yang Xiaoke's hand, even Yulong of Yuanying's strongman has no fighting power in front of him.

How can Yang Xiaoke be the kind of monster that seems to be only cute and has no strength?

After all, Yang Xiaoke does not seem to have any strength, but has a good-looking and cute role, which is like chicken ribs to them.

In southern Xinjiang, it's better to be practical. Only the strong can survive smoothly, and the weak only make clothes for others after all.

Yang Fan naturally won't care about the people around him. After a while, Yang Xiaoke swept away the previous meal and swallowed it thoroughly.

Yang Fan and the four monster kings did not eat any food, and the monster meat on the table was basically eaten by Yang Xiaoke alone.

To everyone's surprise, Yang Xiaoke swallowed so much monster meat, but his body shape didn't change at all.

Even Yang fan can't help but wonder, what's her stomach structure like? How can you swallow so much?

People around are also shocked. After all, Yang Xiaoke's body is so big, which is half a person's height. Can he eat so much with such a small thing?

Yang Fan immediately hugs Xiao Ke in his arms. After eating, Yang Xiao Ke squints and snores... Then he starts to make a noise, snoring like thunder. Obviously, he has already fallen asleep.

Yang Fan is also speechless, and immediately shakes his head. Yang Xiaoke is really a piglet who sleeps when he's full. Suddenly, a strange voice appears at the door, which suddenly attracts people's attention.

There was a sudden complaint: "I don't know what we were sent here for. This southern Xinjiang is just a shabby place. There is no good place to visit. It's a desert. It's really bad luck.

This voice is extremely arrogant and domineering. It is just a wanton provocation to many people in Nanjiang inn. The warrior of Nanjiang looks towards the door. At this time, several figures step into the inn, wearing black clothes with a lotus embroidered on it, and the lotus is light blue.

The leading warrior glanced at the people in the room with disdain. He didn't pay attention to them at all, but said coldly: "it's rare to see a restaurant in the wilderness. It's a miracle that this restaurant can be opened here and have such a prosperous family."

The crowd took a look at the leading young man, listening to the words full of disgust, angry to the extreme.

"What on earth is this man who dares to despise them? Don't you know that this is the place where all kinds of people are mixed up, and it's not against the law to kill people? "

Someone caught a glimpse of the clothes on the group of warriors and said calmly: "they are the disciples of the ten major sects!"

One sentence shocked everyone, but everyone who saw the young man was about to lower his head. He was very dissatisfied with Yang Fan, but now no one dared to make a voice of dissatisfaction. The whole Inn was full of shock and fear.

"I see. They are the disciples of Tianji sect in southern Xinjiang."

"What's going on? Isn't it in Northern Xinjiang? How can you come to southern Xinjiang? It's impossible! "

Every dancer in the audience looked at these figures in surprise.

"Why did they come to southern Xinjiang and what did they want to do? Did they come to our southern Xinjiang to search for treasure? I didn't expect that they had met each other for so many years from the extreme north to the extreme south."

Northern Xinjiang sent a large number of soldiers to southern Xinjiang, which undoubtedly aroused the suspicion of many soldiers in southern Xinjiang. This battle is inevitable. For a moment, the whole restaurant was completely lively.

They can't believe that the disciples of the ten major sects will appear here. After all, they are always the best. How can they suddenly be here.

But Yang Fan was surprised, but he was full of doubts. If we say that the disciples of the main sects should be good at fighting, these people are so short-sighted. The ten main sects really don't have a good eye for people.

The strength of the leader is the perfect existence of the golden elixir, while others are the middle or later existence of the golden elixir.

"I thought the disciples of the ten major sects were the strong ones?"

At the beginning, Yang Fan had a little thought of looking at them, but now he didn't bother to look at them again. He thought these guys were really powerful, but he didn't guess their strength was so bad.

Yang Fan's merciless words had just been heard, and it was no accident that they began to drum up in the eardrum of the audience.

It turns out that they thought they were disciples of the ten major sects. They thought they were very strong, but they thought they were very weak. This is undoubtedly a provocation to the powerful ten major sects and the biggest denial to them.