There were also a few young men sitting at the same table with the pretty girl in purple dress. Looking at the gorgeous clothes and arrogant posture, it can be seen that they were all playboys.

After their eyes were stunningly circling the little princess's slender and green figure for a while, the young man with the highest status in the golden robe stood up and stared at Ye Lingtian, saying, "Boy, you are really amazing. You can even do such a simple and innocent little girl, are you still human? "

How could Ye Lingtian ignore it when he was scolded as inhumane? He took out a cold and disdainful attitude, glanced at the former, and said, "I just like such a young wife. How can you do to me?"

"Haha, of course, I will teach you a lesson and let you stay away from this little sister." The young man in the golden robe showed his cultivation of the third level of the Creation Realm and said, "Boy, please hear it clearly. I am one of the three major families in Xuanhuang City, the young master of the Zhao family! If you don't want to crawl out of this restaurant, come over and kneel down and kowtow!"

"If you have something to do, say it again!" Murong Tianlin slapped the table and said, "A clown like you are also qualified to point fingers at Brother Ye and shout? It is you who should kneel down!"

"Rareless! I think you and this kid are in the same group, so let's bear the anger of this young master together!" The young man in the golden robe roared with great momentum, slapped out with his palm, and exerted a blazing fire that was burning in the sky.

Ye Lingtian did everything he wanted to do, but he also wanted to say that he didn’t?

At the critical moment, he casually pointed out his finger, and suddenly there was an indescribable magic that caused the sweeping fire to rewind back.

"How is that possible!"

The young man with golden robe's pupils contracted and was overwhelmed by the offensive he released.

"ah……"

"...It hurts so much! Boy...you dare!"

The young man in golden robe who was burned by the fire became bloody and covered in dust in just a few moments. If the young man hadn't helped him extinguish the flames outside his body, this guy would have been burned to a useless man if he hadn't been burned to death.

"So strong!" The pretty girl in purple dress looked at Ye Lingtian in surprise. She didn't expect that this arrogant and handsome boy in white would be so powerful. With a light finger, the young master of the Zhao family became embarrassed and almost died.

"Smash! I'm irreconcilable to you! Wait for me... I can't get out of this Xuanhuang City!" Hysterically, he shouted like crazy, and the young man in golden robe ran out of the restaurant.

"Your Excellency, please leave quickly." The girl in purple dress reminded: "That guy is the young master of the Zhao family, and he has always been jealous of the grudge. The Zhao family is one of the three major families in Xuanhuang City, and has a strong man of the Dao-killing level. If you return to the young master of the Zhao family, you will be in danger."

"I appreciate the kindness of the girl, but I just sat down for a while and wanted to have a full meal, so why did I leave?" Ye Lingtian shrugged gracefully and shouted, "Waiter, give me a hundred big meat buns! Go to the street to buy me a hundred strings of candied haws, which are the largest and sweetest."

Big meat buns?

Candied haws?

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

The monks in the restaurant hall looked over.

The pretty girl in the purple skirt said in a hilarious way: "Young master... what she eats... is really unusual."

"This is all my wife's favorite food." Ye Lingtian explained without blushing.

"Well, this princess likes to eat candied haws and big meat buns the most." The little princess kept nodding.

...

After a while, various delicacies filled the table, but the most attractive ones were the white big meat buns and the red candied haws.

After a meal, the little princess ate more than twenty meat buns and more than a dozen strings of candied haws alone.

The big black cat and the golden mink rat also ate a lot, which made many people in the restaurant hall laugh.

"who!"

"Who bullies my cousin! Get out and die!"

Untimely shouts, from far to near.

The scarred and covered with bruises of golden robe and a large number of Zhao family monks rushed into the restaurant hall.

The tall young man in front of the young man in the golden robe, named Zhao Feng, is his cousin and the strongest man in the Zhao family's young generation. He is at the peak of the ninth level of the Creation Realm! He has powerful combat power and superb skills. He can fight against ferocious beasts in the first level of the Tongtian Realm. He is also a well-known pride of heaven in Xuanhuang City.

"Boy, it's you who hurt my cousin!"

The eyes of the size of a copper bell were frozen on Ye Lingtian, who was calm and unsuspecting to deal with things. Zhao Feng's face turned gloomy and said, "What a courage! In Xuanhuang City, you dare to attack my young master of the Zhao family! Do you know what the outcome is?"

"He took the initiative first." Ye Lingtian took a sip of tea and replied calmly.

"No matter whether my cousin took the first move, if you hurt him, it would be your fault!" Zhao Feng said domineeringly: "Come here to kowtow to my cousin and apologize, and then join my Zhao family as a slave for twenty years! In twenty years, you can restore your freedom!"

"Brother Ye, let me deal with this kind of guy." Murong Tianlin straightened up and said.

"Okay." Ye Lingtian waved his hand indifferently.

"What are you?" Zhao Feng glanced at Murong Tianlin with disdain.

"I am the one who wants your life!" Murong Tianlin's eyes flashed, and the cultivation level of the fifth level of Tongtian Realm emerged from the world.

As the most outstanding genius and powerful person in the young generation of the Zhao family, Zhao Feng is just the ninth level of creation today.

After seeing Murong Tianlin's majestic momentum and sharp voice, his face suddenly turned solemn and pale, "You...who are you!"

Murong Tianlin shook the folding fan in his hand elegantly and gracefully. Zhao Feng, who suppressed him with his momentum alone, was frightened and trembling.

Then, Murong Tianlin hit it out with a palm. Without any suspense, Zhao Feng, who was in the ninth level of Creation Realm, vomited three liters of blood, flew out of the restaurant like a kite, and landed on the street outside.

The young master of the Zhao family, also known as the young man in golden robe, was ashamed and as stupid as a wooden chicken.

How could he think that he was half-dead by Ye Lingtian, and returned to Zhao's house to bring in reinforcements. He thought he could breathe anger, but it turned into such a picture again.

"What do you say?" Murong Tianlin, who had severely damaged Zhao Feng, looked down at the young master of the Zhao family indifferently and said, "Kill you, it will dirty my hands! If you don't kill you, I don't think you will give up, and you will bring people to trouble us."

"I..." The young master of the Zhao family was weak and he knelt on the ground in a daze.

"It's better to waste your cultivation. I don't think you are a good thing. Leaving your cultivation will only make you domineering and savage the common people." Murong Tianlin smiled and popped up a few lights, breaking all the meridians in the Zhao family's young master's body.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!