People in the restaurant look at young people and Lin Chen.
"What a unlucky fellow! He even provoked Xu Qing!" Some people who knew the young man looked at Lin Chen with sympathy.
The young man's name is Xu Qing. He is a disciple of the saint Yan sect. His strength is not particularly outstanding. He is a cultivator at the early stage of shaping the Taoist realm, but his character is famous for being hot and ruthless. Whoever provokes him will end up badly.
More people are gloating, but they don't have the heart to sympathize with a guy from Taichu.
"Do you look down on Lin Chen?" Lin Chen looked at Xu Qing who came to him indifferently and didn't answer the question.
"That's right! A shrinking turtle would have died at the hands of the Yin Yang cult if Taichu mountain hadn't protected him!" Xu Qing snorted coldly. It seemed that Lin Chen was really just a waste in his eyes. Lin Chen was still calm and said: "as far as I know, Lin Chen was the first in the last 'tianque asked for war' and was also the elder of Taichu holy mountain. Even Xi Ziyuan, the saint of Yin Yang cult, died at his hands. You look down on Lin Chen so much
, then he must be stronger than him. He is a great man in the saint Yan sect who has topped the sky? "
These words directly made Xu Qing blush.
People's faces became a little strange. Some people could not help laughing if they were not afraid of Xu Qing's identity and strength.
Although Xu Qing said that he despised Lin Chen, in fact, everyone knew that Lin Chen could not be compared with him no matter how unbearable he was.
He is just a nobody of Saint Yan Zong.
Lin Chen's plain words made his face crack.
What surprised people most was that the young man in front of him was not afraid at all when facing the disciples of Saint Yan Zong. He dared to mock each other. Was he really afraid of death?
They did not believe that when Lin Chen came to XianLan Town, he would not know what the sign on Xu Qing's chest represented.
"You --" Xu Qing was so angry that his eyes were about to burst out fire. As soon as his words came out, he was shocked.
The eyes of the man in front of him suddenly became extremely cold. It was really terrible. He had a feeling that his soul was frozen. The whole person was in a trance.
"I've heard that a guy with a bad mouth like you will rot his tongue one day, then his internal organs will rot, and the whole person will rot into a mess. So I advise you to keep your mouth clean in the future!"
Lin Chen's tone was cold. After that, he continued to step and walked upstairs.
The waiter who stayed aside and dared not speak hurriedly followed up.
Xu Qing stood where he was and seemed to be stopped until he felt a pain in his tongue, as if he had been stabbed by something.
Xu Qing was ashamed and angry when he noticed the strange eyes of the people around him. He really didn't understand how he could be directly frightened to stay on the spot by this guy's eyes. "My tongue will rot? Hahaha! Then I'm looking forward to it. When will it rot? Indeed, I'm a waste from Taichu. I only talk nonsense. I'm as timid as a mouse! What if my mouth is not clean? Don't be afraid if I have the ability
In such a hurry to escape! "
Xu Qing yelled at Lin Chen's back, but Lin Chen ignored him, followed the waiter and disappeared at the corner of the corridor.
Seeing this scene, the people in the restaurant all laughed in the direction of Lin Chen's departure.
They don't understand why Xu Qing suddenly stood still just now. But now, the guy from Taichu was scolded by Xu Qing for a while, but he didn't dare to fart. He was so funny and funny that he went away.
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After the waiter left, Lin Chen closed the door and cut off the noise outside.
He heard the laughter downstairs and ignored it.
"If my mouth is not clean, I will only let your tongue rot and not kill you. But if you insult my people in the Dragon City, you need to pay with your life!"
Lin Chen sneered. Xu Qing didn't know that his life was dying.
If Lin Chen didn't want to make too much noise and cause the idea of Saint Yan Zong, Xu Qing would have been a corpse.
A streamer of light flew out of Lin Chen's eyebrows and landed on the ground.
Just before, Cui Yi was imprisoned by Lin Chen to the first floor of the divine prison tower.
"You said before that I would spare your life and you would work for me next, right?" Lin Chen stared at Cui Yi with cold eyes.
As a prisoner, Cui Yi nodded like a pound of garlic. "Good. Next, I need you to do something for me. We are already in XianLan town. I want you to go to Shengyan mountain to find out where the 'Wannian Yang dragon grass' is now. Has it been refined into a pill, or is it still in Yan lie's body
Or was he hiding it somewhere else? "
Lin Chen was worried that the "ten thousand year Yang dragon herb" should not have been refined into a pill, otherwise, it would be a trip in vain.
"OK! I will go to the holy Yan Mountain immediately and promise to do it well. Maybe I can bring back the 'Wannian Yanglong grass' directly to you!"
Without any hesitation, Cui Yi immediately agreed to come down, a gesture that he wished he could devote himself to Lin Chen.
Lin Chen looked at him coldly: "you don't have to be so excited. I'm not a fool. I can't just let you go to the holy Yan Mountain."
Cui Yi's smile froze and he laughed twice.
Lin Chen's right index finger is in Cui Yi's eyebrow. Cui Yi realizes that there is a soul power, sharp as a needle, drilling into her own soul.
He was so scared that he turned pale: "Sir, what is this?" "I just leave a mark on your soul. If you dare to betray me, no matter how far away you are, I can kill you right away and drive you to death. As long as you do good work for me, this soul mark is very important to you
There will be no threat. " Lin Chen added: "by the way, you must not find someone to try to remove the soul mark left by me. Unless that person's soul level is above me, it will not remove the soul mark, but will directly remove the soul
The mark will explode, and your soul will be blown to pieces! "
Cui Yi's face was very ugly. He knew that the other party's soul realm was the Ninth level of the Taoist realm. However, there was no strong person whose soul realm was above the Ninth level of the Taoist realm in the saint Yan sect, or on the tianque star.
In other words, he must act honestly for Lin Chen, otherwise, there will be no good result in the end.
A moment later, Cui Yi tore the space and went in the direction of Saint Yan Mountain.
"I hope 'Wannian Yanglong grass' hasn't been refined into a pill. It's better to put it somewhere than to be carried by Yan lie. In this way, it will be easier to get' Wannian Yanglong grass'." Lin Chen's mood is very dignified. Even though he has entered the great perfection of Taoism, he also understands that it is still very difficult to get the "ten thousand year Yanglong grass".