After Zhou Qingmu walked through the city, he walked on his sword again and flew straight to the border of Kanshui Prefecture in the Eastern Tiangian Region.

Holding an umbrella in one hand and holding Xiao Yue'er in the other, this swordsman who had just reached the realm of Yuanshen walked through the sky without stopping.

Night had come, and Xiao Yue'er was not a practicing person like Zhou Qingmu, so she naturally felt sleepy early. So not long after the two set off, the little girl dozed off holding Zhou Qingmu's legs.

The rain fell all night and stopped early the next morning.

Zhou Qingmu put away the oil-paper umbrella, took off the wine gourd from his waist, raised it high and took a sip, suddenly feeling sober.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qingmu continued to fly forward without stopping. Midway, Xiao Yue'er woke up, and Zhou Qingmu discovered that after the little girl slept all night last night, there were several saliva stains on his clothes. Zhou Qingmu didn't care about anything, and was going to find a secluded place to change. Xiao Yue'er looked up and saw it, and was very sad. She quickly took out a cloth handkerchief from her small bamboo box and gave it to "Brother Xiao Mu" to wipe it with. Finally, Xiao Yue'er looked up and saw it. , after the little girl spent a lot of effort, she was able to wipe the drool off Zhou Qingmu's clothes.

After the two of them walked quickly all morning, at noon, with the blazing sun just right, a city finally appeared in the sight of Zhou Qingmu and Zhou Qingmu.

Zhou Qingmu finally stopped in an open space. This place was just a wilderness. The charred trees around had faint traces of thunder that were difficult to erase, but Zhou Qingmu felt a little sad. He looked around gently and took out his waistband. He opened the wine gourd, took a big gulp, and then poured some more on the ground in front of him.

Zhou Qingmu looked up at the northern sky and said softly: "Miss Lin, I'm here."

Xiao Yue'er was a little confused and asked.

Zhou Qingmu just replied calmly: "This is the place where my brother is truly reborn in this life, and I will remember it forever."

Then, Zhou Qingmu stepped on the sword energy at his feet, took the hand of the bewildered little girl beside him, and left this place.

But soon, the two figures stopped in front of this border city. On the city wall, a plaque with the word "Tian Qing" engraved on it hung high.

The last city in Kanshui Prefecture is Tianqing. In the eyes of the world, this city has protected the lights of thousands of human families for thousands of years. For Zhou Qingmu, his feelings about this city were too complicated.

War in the world has always been like this.

Just because Zhou Qingmu's sweetheart is a girl from the demon tribe, it will not change the thousands of years of conflict between the human and demon tribes. Zhou Qingmu knew infinitely in his heart that if he really wanted to be with the woman he loved for the rest of his life, he would have to face The trouble doesn't stop there.

But if he gave up just because of some very troublesome things, he would not be a student of Ye Jing'an, a scholar who is expected to become a saint.

The journey to the world is long, but the journey is about to begin.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingmu took a sip of wine and took Xiao Yue'er's hand to enter the city. The guards in front of the city gate only briefly probed the aura of the young man in white and carried a sword, but did not stop the two from entering.

Although this city is on the border, it does not lack the smell of secular fireworks. Just as soon as you enter the city, the lively atmosphere spreads out. Although the streets are not bustling, there are many pedestrians. Not far from the city gate, Zhou Qingmu saw a Yangchun noodle stall.

Speaking of which, Zhou Qingmu, who had reached the realm of Yuanshen in a blink of an eye, seemed to have really not eaten Yangchun noodles for a long time.

Therefore, without much hesitation, Zhou Qingmu took Zhou Nianyue to find an empty wooden table and sit down.

"Waiter, two bowls of Yangchun noodles, and a pot of spring mud." Zhou Qingmu shouted loudly.

The waiter said without turning his head: "Okay, sir, I'll serve it to you right away!"

But just as Zhou Qingmu sat down, he vaguely heard people around him looking at him and talking.

"Brother, look, someone actually dares to sit in that seat. It looks like there's something good going on today!"

"This young man must have just arrived here. It's normal for him not to understand the rules here."

"This is the current city lord's favorite seat. I heard that he has a very bad temper. Didn't this guy go out without reading the almanac? He's really memorizing it! I'm afraid he's going to end up here today!

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Zhou Qingmu naturally didn't know that this small noodle stall had these strange rules, so he didn't pay attention to the buzzing sounds like mosquitoes, but quietly waited for the waiter to bring him some noodles.

Unexpectedly, the waiter in the shop was shocked as soon as he turned around. He quickly walked towards Zhou Qingmu with the wooden plate in his hand. After he gently put the wooden plate on the table, he quickly leaned in and whispered in Zhou Qingmu's ear.

He said: "Sir, you'd better sit somewhere else. It's very unsafe here!"

Zhou Qingmu frowned when he heard this: "How do you say this? Does your noodle stall still have rules against letting people sit down?"

"Of course there is no such thing. It's just that this seat is the usual seat of a big shot in the city. That gentleman also has a very weird temper. It's better for the young master to be careful when he first arrives." The waiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and added

He said softly.

What the waiter said makes sense. He has more important things to do when he comes here. I'm afraid he won't be able to walk around regardless of these unwritten rules. After all, Zhou Qingmu's current Immortal Realm cultivation level, although

There are extraordinary existences in the secular world, but here, in Xuanjiu's words: "It's nothing!"

After Zhou Qingmu thought for a moment after hearing this, he was about to stand up and leave.

The next moment, Zhou Qingmu felt something was wrong, and suddenly pulled Xiao Yue'er back with his hand. But soon, a weak purple thunder struck the ground in front of him, shaking the wooden table as well.

The little girl in pale yellow was so frightened by this scene that her legs were trembling.

When Zhou Qingmu turned around with a frown, he saw a young man in a yellow Taoist robe floating in front of the noodle stall, staring at him with an unkind expression.

At this time, someone in the audience whispered:

"Look, this kid's retribution is coming!"

"This man looks familiar. I'm afraid he's from there. He's not to be trifled with!"

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu took out a few pieces of broken silver from the storage bag at his waist and placed it on the table. He whispered to the horrified waiter: "Please find a table for this little girl to eat noodles. This is the money for food and wine."

After the words fell, Zhou Qingmu took a step forward, jumped in the air, and soon landed in front of the young man in Taoist robes, and said, "Who are you, sir? Why did you attack me?"

The young man in Taoist robes sneered, looked at him arrogantly, and spoke coldly.

"Why did I attack you? If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for sitting where you shouldn't! As for who I am, kid, listen up!"
Chapter completed!