The two of them walked out of the challenge area. They were surrounded by attention-seeking eyes, and countless divine consciousnesses swept towards him.
Yang Xiu frowned, and his mind recalled the time when he first met Murong Yunyao, and the scene switched to the dungeon again...
He sighed and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, I just have some unresolved matters with her."
Fatty Tai was startled, how could it be possible? Logically speaking, it should be the first time that Yang Xiu and Murong Yunyao met. Is there anything unresolved? He looked deeply at Yang Xiu. Since the latter didn't want to mention it,
He didn't ask any more questions.
"Little friend, wait a minute."
"If you're not in a hurry, can you come here and have a cup of tea?"
At this time, a gentle laughter came to my ears. It was someone using martial arts to transmit the sound, so only Yang Xiu heard it.
"The Supreme Emperor, Su Wudi!"
Yang Xiu was shocked and thought to himself, thanks to Su Wudi's intervention today, otherwise Zhou Botong's old dog would bite people, and it would be difficult for him to escape. It can be said that the other party saved him once.
In addition, the latter was Su Ya's grandfather, and Yang Xiu had a good impression of him, so he stopped, turned to the fat man and said, "Fat man, my identity has not been revealed yet, you should go back to the sect first."
"We will meet again."
"Zongmen?"
Fatty Tai was surprised. Could it be that the eldest brother is not a member of the Qinglong Sect? Then what he calls the sect, so he will participate in the next selection of new disciples of the Qinglong Sect?
So he cupped his fists and said, "Okay, big brother, I'll wait for you at the sect."
He knew that after today, Yang Xiu would definitely be noticed, and following him would only become a burden.
"be careful!"
The two looked at each other, both smiled, and said nothing.
After the fat man left, Yang Xiu felt countless consciousnesses in all directions and smiled to himself: "I almost forgot to exchange the treasure. Just in time, it's time to go have a cup of tea." After that, he flashed his true body and walked towards the voice.
Sweep away in the direction it came from.
"Haha, little friend is here, tea is ready."
In a secret room of the King of War Pavilion, there are burning incense and quiet tea cups. In the empty pavilion, two old men are sitting on futons.
The door to the secret room was pushed open, and the two old men looked at each other. It was Xin Ziji and Su Wudi.
"Two seniors." Under the mask of Ghost Ya, Yang Xiu looked around and was surprised. This secret room was extremely simple. There was nothing except the incense teapot and futon chessboard, but it gave people the feeling of an extraordinary place.
It’s true that if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals.
Xin Ziji still looked kind and gestured for Yang Xiu to sit down, while Su Wudi nodded slightly to him and nodded.
Yang Xiu was not polite and just sat on the third futon.
There was a trace of surprise on the faces of the two old men, and they each smiled slightly and nodded secretly.
One of them is the ancestor of the Xin family, the master of the Zhanwang Pavilion, and the other is the guardian of the royal family. The current Supreme Emperor is definitely a famous and noble figure outside. Most juniors would be so calm when seeing them, they would probably panic.
It's hard to explain, but Yang Xiu can still remain so calm, which shows his character.
Of course, Yang Xiu would not have guessed what the two of them were thinking. If he had seen any Qi transformation powerhouse when he was still in Yunluo Ancient City, he would probably not be so calm.
However, after becoming the new generation of the Sky-Devouring Demon God, Yang Xiu's state of mind changed, and he was able to remain calm and calm when facing two peak powerhouses.
“What a tea!”
On the futon, Yang Xiu picked up the tea cup and took a sip through the ghost fang mask. As soon as the tea was in his mouth, his pupils suddenly shrank. The moment the tea was in his mouth, it turned into traces of essence spiritual power and poured into his body, making people feel comfortable.
Even the spiritual power in the body is running faster!
"Haha, this tea is not an ordinary tea, but Wanbaolou's unique blood ginseng tea. I heard that it is a camellia cultivated from the blood of Zhenwu warriors. It has a great quenching effect on Yiyuan Lingwu warriors.
." Su Wudi stroked his beard and laughed.
"Cultivation with the blood of true warriors?"
"There really is such a magical thing."
After hearing this, Yang Xiu was secretly surprised. The Zhenwu strongman was already the top martial arts master in the Xuanlong Dynasty, but Wanbao Pavilion used his blood to cultivate Camellia. This shows that Wanbao Pavilion's strength is terrifying.
Xin Ziji smiled lightly and said: "As the overlord of the Southern Territory Business Alliance, Wanbao Pavilion naturally has this strength. I heard that there is blood ginseng tea cultivated by Qi transformation experts in Wanbao Pavilion. I don't know if it is true or not?"
"Use Qi to become strong and raise tea?!"
Yang Xiu couldn't calm down now. There was a brief silence in the secret room, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Yang Xiu smiled softly, his face looking calm and leisurely under the mask of ghost teeth. He was not in a hurry. The two seniors present had not yet opened their mouths. He leisurely picked up the tea in the cup and drank it in one gulp.
They still didn't speak when they saw the two old men, as if there was something difficult to say, or the two old men wanted Yang Xiu to ask first.
but……
Yang Xiu was much calmer than they thought. He didn't say anything when he saw them, and he didn't say anything either. He poured himself another cup of tea leisurely, and drank it all in one gulp. Seeing that the two of them were not ready to speak, he poured it again.
One cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Good tea, good tea." After another gulp, Yang Xiu drank it happily and was about to pour himself another cup.
Now Su Wudi couldn't sit still at all. His old face showed a smile that was even uglier than crying. He pulled the teapot in front of him and couldn't help but cursed bitterly: "Are you thirsty? Have some tea, some tea."
, what is product? How can you drink like this? "
"Brother Ziji, this kid is thirsty. Find him a bucket of water to drink!"
Su Wudi weighed the teapot, and he almost drank all the tea in it. He couldn't help but show a bitter gourd expression. Wanbaolou's blood ginseng tea was extremely expensive, and there was no market for it.
He had spent a lot of effort to get this in the first place, and even he couldn't bear to drink it on weekdays.
Taking it out now is just to show off in front of Yang Xiu and show off his strength. Who knew that this kid was so thick-skinned that he would be defeated?
"Hiccup!~~"
Yang Xiu burped heavily, showed a satisfied smile, patted his belly and said with a smile: "No, I'm full."
Seeing the pig liver-like expressions of the two old men, he grinned, took a deep breath, and then went straight to the topic and took the initiative to mention: "The two seniors came to me because they have questions to ask."
"How do you know?" Su Wudi and Xin Ziji were both shocked, looking at Yang Xiu up and down with shocked faces.
How come this kid knows everything?
Yang Xiu sneered and said: "I also know that the two seniors must be asking about the golden challenge in the King of War Pavilion. To put it more bluntly, it is about the real fire under the King of War Pavilion."
"hiss!--"
The expressions of both of them changed drastically at the same time, and they were horrified.
Xin Ziji's old face was shocked and said: "Really fire? Could it be that you saw it?"
Su Wudi beside him was also extremely shocked, his eyes widened, and he almost sat up from the futon.