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Chapter 392 Lessons

Just after the arrogance had subsided for a while, an old man with Seven Tribulations Loose Immortal cultivation walked down from the upstairs of the inn. He walked up to the man with a respectful attitude and a face full of anger.

The young man said respectfully: "Hey, what kind of wind brought Master Ye here to you? You didn't ask the servants to inform me when you came, so you can ask others to make preparations!" Coming to this person

The old Sanxian man in front of the young master of the Ye family looked respectfully at the young man.

"Shopkeeper, please find a good private room for me to sit in." The young man named Master Ye said casually to the old man who came to show his courtesy, without even looking at the old man.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, the private room upstairs in our inn is already full." Although the shopkeeper, who was a Seven Tribulations Sanxian, was not full of fear of Mr. Ye, he still answered truthfully.

"What about the seats in the ordinary hall?" At this time, Master Ye glanced around the ordinary hall where he was, and then asked the shopkeeper of the Seven Tribulations Sanxian calmly.

"The guests are also full." After hearing this question from Master Ye, the shopkeeper of Qijie Sanxian didn't hide anything and answered straightforwardly.

"Huh? What do you mean?" After hearing what the shopkeeper said, the young man named Master Ye couldn't help but flash a dangerous light in his eyes, and immediately grabbed the old man's collar and shook his head slightly.

He said with a somewhat ferocious expression.

"If you don't, then you don't. Everyone here is a fellow Taoist who shares the same goals. Besides, there are many people whose cultivation level is something that this old man can't see through. If I drive them away, wouldn't I be sending them to death?" The so-called Young Master Ye grabbed his clothes.

The old man who led him was not afraid of the young man, but gave the young man a calm answer without blushing or being shy.

Hearing the old man's words, the young man named Master Ye slowly loosened the old man's collar. A pair of seemingly sharp and sensitive eyes were searching the inn for the person he kicked out. His eyes were wandering.

After waiting for a long time, his eyes finally stopped at the table of seven people belonging to Liu Qirui. After a while, he said to the old man: "Sir, I want the seven people at this table to be given to me now."

Get out of here and let me sit at this table." Although he ordered the old man of Seven Tribulations Loose Immortal with a righteous look on his face, his eyes kept wandering around Dongfang Ruyun's body.

After the old man heard the table number that Mr. Ye said he wanted to drive out, he looked in the direction he pointed. When he saw Liang Tian and his group of seven people leaving Yunhui, he could see that

In addition to the cultivation level of the Mahayana period and Yun Yan's general cultivation level that can be vaguely seen, the cultivation level of the four Liang Tian brothers and Dongfang Ruyun is beyond the ability of this old man to see.

Seeing that the old man couldn't tell the specific cultivation level of these seven people even with his own cultivation level, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. He secretly mourned to the young man named Master Ye in his heart: "Master Ye! These seven people

I can still get a rough idea of ​​the cultivation levels of the two men. But I really can’t figure out the specific cultivation levels of the four men and one woman.’ In my heart, I secretly expressed my condolences to Master Ye.

The old man immediately refused and said: "No, I am a cultivator. I must not drive out my fellow cultivators. This is a great disrespect to fellow cultivators in the entire world of cultivation." The old man finished this sentence.

He closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to any of the young man's expressions.

"Humph, if you don't chase me away, I don't believe what they can do to me." Seeing that the old man ignored him, Ye Xian murmured a few words in a low voice, then turned to Liang Tian and the other seven people

He walked over to where he was sitting.

"You six, get out of my way now, this young master. This is the position that this young master has chosen." Just as he was sitting at the table where Liang Tian and the others were sitting, Ye Xianren's voice reached Liang Tian and his party before they arrived.

Inside the ears of seven people.

"Brother, did you hear just now? There are so many big flies flying around my ears all the time. It's really annoying!" Hearing what Ye Xian said, who was walking towards them, he frowned tightly.

Xiao Zilin, who was together, suddenly put his mouth to Liang Tian's ear and deliberately said this loudly to Liang Tian.

Ye Xian, who had just walked halfway, couldn't help but feel angry when he heard Xiao Zilin deliberately say these words. In his family, no one was respectful to him, but now he was actually in front of him.

Being compared to a fly by a seven or eight-year-old child. Could this not make him feel angry? At this moment, he could no longer stand the anger burning in his heart and looked at Xiao Zilin angrily, his eyes seeming to burst out of fire.

He glared at Xiao Zilin and said, "You brat, what were you talking about just now! Who are you calling a fly? You are the one." After saying this, Ye Xian couldn't help but open his eyes and glare at Xiao Zi.

Lin glanced at it.

"Hey, there are some people in the world who are stupid. You were not talking about him just now. He is okay, and he is actually taking the right seat." Xiao Zilin, who was sitting around a table with Liang Tian and the other seven people, faced Ye Xian's anger.

, ignored it directly, and said sarcastically leisurely.

"You dare to insult me ​​like this. You are seeking death. I will kill you now." Seeing the sarcasm in Xiao Zilin's eyes, the anger in Ye Xian's heart, which was already arrogant, became even bigger.

With a burst of anger, he attacked Xiao Zilin.

"Hmph, didn't your parents teach you that a gentleman should talk but not take action? To be violent in front of the young master is simply asking for death." Seeing Ye Xian on the opposite side taking the lead in making the move, he was cursing Ye Xian at the same time.

Xiao Zilin, Xian's father and mother, was not polite. Suddenly, blazing purple fireworks erupted from around his fist, tightly wrapping his little hand inside, and immediately used his body shape to attack Ye Xian.

"Hey, it's true that this little Zilin is too impulsive! It seems that we have to teach him how to control his temper in the future, otherwise he won't be in much trouble in the future." Seeing Xiao Zilin,

When his temper broke out again, Liang Tian, ​​who was sitting beside him, shook his head slightly. After looking at Ye Xian again, he also shook his head and said: "This guy's cultivation level is good, but

His temper is as bad as that of Xiao Zilin. It's better to let Xiao Zilin teach him a lesson so that he can know how to respect others." After saying this to himself, Liang Tian didn't know what was in his hands.

A coffee table was created, and he drank tea leisurely while watching Xiao Zilin and Ye Xian fight.


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