Chapter 1075

After the middle-aged man left, several small boys came out from the rear to clean up the chaotic tavern.

People began to talk about it again. Although the battle between Yang Xuan and Ye Sheng and the defeat of the middle-aged man in the worship of dark moon sect made people feel blood boiling, the most interesting thing was the paragraph in which Yang Xuan beat wolf flower's ass with a whip just now.

But at this time, Langhua was still standing at the door of the tavern and didn't leave. Hearing people talking about their buttocks, Rao is Langhua's character. No matter how careless, he is still a girl's house. He was ashamed and angry and turned and walked outside.

Ye shengzao was numb and at a loss. Seeing that wolf flower left, Ye Sheng reacted and hurriedly said, "sister wolf flower, sister wolf flower, don't go. You haven't decided whether to marry me or not."

"Get out of here." When wolf flower heard Ye Sheng's words, a nameless fire suddenly lit up, grabbed the whip around her waist and beat Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng sideways flashed a whip of Langhua, but saw Langhua's twisted waist. The originally very upturned hip looked more conspicuous at this time. Recalling what was discussed in the tavern just now, Ye Sheng immediately understood what happened between Langhua and Yang Xuan.

"I'm your uncle. I dare to play a rogue on the woman I like. Yang Xuan, don't let me find a chance." Ye Sheng said and looked ahead. A small lancet fell into his hand and flew up and down between his eyes, just like a silver butterfly. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "don't forget, I'm an assassin."

After saying this, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten someone. He looked up at the opposite side of the tavern and shouted, "Wang worship, Wang worship, are you okay? Hold on, I'll save you now."

But just now the middle-aged man didn't seem to have a dead hand. Wang Xianfeng just smashed it on the wall and didn't get any other damage. Although Wang Xianfeng was born as a killer, his body was fragile, and his spiritual power was pumped clean before being attacked by a middle-aged man, he didn't die at this time. He just gasped after bumping against the wall and fainted for a moment.

Of course, breaking a few bones is indispensable.

Seeing all the protagonists in today's farce leave, the rest of the tavern soon recovered their peace. Those who should brag and those who should talk about business naturally talk about business.

Of course, there is another person in the crowd who is paying attention to this matter. That person is Yu Qingcheng.

After Yang Xuan left, Yu Qingcheng's eyes always showed a strong color of concern. Although the middle-aged man did not show hostility to Yang Xuan before the two disappeared, the other party's strength was unparalleled. How can Yu Qingcheng not worry.

Seeing this scene, Xingyun said helplessly, "don't look at it, little Lord. He won't have an accident."

"What do you mean?" Yu Qingcheng thought that Xingyun had been in a chaotic place. He thought that Xingyun knew this man, so he asked, "why, are you an old acquaintance with that man just now?"

"No." Xingyun shook his head and said, "I haven't been here for hundreds of years. I can't remember clearly unless I have some familiar friends."

"How do you know he's not in danger?" Yu Qingcheng asked puzzled.

Xingyun smiled faintly and explained: "it's very simple, because I can't see through this person's strength. If he wants to fight us, I'm afraid we're not his opponent together."

"Ah? It's so powerful. Isn't it dangerous if the fool accidentally annoys him?" Xingyun didn't explain. Fortunately, Yu Qingcheng became more restless with such an explanation.

Seeing this, Xingyun had no choice but to say, "you don't have to worry. There are many secrets about your little lover. Even I can't see through. Maybe this is one of his secrets."

"Oh." Yu Qingcheng nodded and didn't speak. But looking at her eyes at the back of the tavern and her restlessness from time to time, it was obvious that she was very worried about Yang Xuan's comfort.

Xingyun was suddenly helpless and no longer explained. Not enough. Like Yu Qingcheng, he was also very curious about why the middle-aged man was polite to Yang Xuan.

And the other side

There is a small wooden door between the main hall and the back kitchen. The wooden door is not closed. You can see the back kitchen from the main hall. But after walking through the wooden door, there is a curtain on the right side of the wooden door.

Yang Xuan followed the middle-aged man through the wooden door. Seeing that the middle-aged man lifted the curtain and went in, he also followed up and prepared to go in.

But just as he lifted the curtain, a strange feeling came to his mind. This feeling is very strange. The conversations of those people in the main hall that could be vaguely heard just now have all disappeared. Behind the curtain, it seems that there is not another room, but another world.

Yang Xuan hesitated and went in.

Behind the curtain was a huge white room. It was empty and the walls were white. There was no light in the room, but Yang Xuan could clearly see all the scenes around him. But when he looked up, he found that the top of the room was very high. It was dark and Yang Xuan couldn't see anything.

"How's your mother doing lately?" Seeing Yang Xuan coming in, the middle-aged man suddenly asked.

Yang Xuan was stunned by the man's question. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Are you a phoenix?" The middle-aged man saw that Yang Xuan didn't speak and continued to ask.

Yang Xuan immediately stepped back two steps, but found that the curtain behind him had disappeared. There was only a snow-white wall where the curtain should have been.

The man smiled and said, "I don't mean any harm. It's just that when I come to my level, your little tricks are useless in my opinion."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yang Xuan looked at the middle-aged man warily. Since there was no way back here, he didn't mind fighting with one if the man was plotting against him.

"Yes, it's very similar to Yang Wuqi's character." The man laughed and the whole room shook. Then he explained to Yang Xuan, "don't be afraid. The reason why I can recognize you is because you have the smell of a saint."

"Are you a phoenix?" Yang Xuan turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man carefully. He wanted to find some clues from him to verify his conjecture.

But who knows, the middle-aged man looked light and said faintly, "yes or no, why don't you guess?"