"What's wrong? Brother Qin Yin. What are you looking at?" Chacha's bulging face was covered with sesame seeds, and Bi Fang, who had already stood up next to him, swallowed his saliva desperately.
"It's okay." Qin Yin said casually, but his eyes were always in the corner of the museum.
When I was in my place, through the gap between the car bars in front of the car, I could see a tea servant pouring water on each table with a teapot.
This book is normal.
However, the servant poured tea 17 times... and spilled it out five times!
The rough people walking outside naturally don’t care.
But Qin Yin didn't feel that the more he was serving people, the more he saw his skills.
How could many people come from the south and from the north every day?
The jade tassels swaying in the car in front blocked Qin Yin's face, making no one inside and outside the museum pay attention to the boy.
Another entertainer waiter who was ten steps away from the tea servant.
The man was smart. In addition to warmly welcoming guests, he also instructed the tea servant from time to time.
If it weren't for his left hand hanging down and his fingers were put down, Qin Yin would have almost missed it.
"Collection of hidden hands? The number of carriages... or the number of people?"
Qin Yin remained silent at this moment, his eyes carefully swept across the entire exterior of the museum.
One…two…five.
There are five people who look wrong at the outer open-air tables in the museum alone.
What about the wooden building?
Qin Yin turned his sight to him.
Bang!
The second-level pane suddenly exploded.
A figure flew out horizontally, smashing a wooden table directly when it fell.
The man was nearly two meters tall and was extremely burly.
But at this moment, his face turned pale, his chest was even more strangely sunken, and his eyes were covered with blood.
"I wish the third brother!"
Several people at a wine table stood up at the same time, pulling out swords, guns, sticks and sticks at the same time.
In an instant, there was silence outside the hall.
Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up on guard, including the servants that Qin Yin began to notice, were all shocked.
"When people live in this world, they are more important to know themselves. Can you covet such a fairy-like person like Miss Yuexin?"
A folding fan opened, like a young man from the turbid world, falling down lightly.
"You dare to hurt my brother!? Just look at a girl? Then I chopped you up today!"
A big brown man with a bare chest smashed the wine bowl with a bang, lifted a half-person-high white iron knife, with his eyes showing a fierce look.
The people around him retreated at the same time and made a free time.
Dong...
Dong...
With each step forward, a sound of a cyclone bursting sound emerged from the body of the man.
Eight steps, eight sounds!
Hundreds of people around, silent!
This shirtless man turned out to be the eighth level of the cyclone!
This is the level of the Black Water Cavalry of the Tianwu Dynasty!
Gurgle, a sound of swallowing saliva.
Even Qin Yin sat upright.
Cyclone eighth level!?
Except for the sissy woman Lu Luofei, this man's strength is definitely the strongest he has ever seen.
According to the level of this world, the eighth level of the cyclone can enter the Black Water Cavalry and enjoy 3,000 acres of fertile land.
One person can stay in the city!
"Bring that wool over, and you kneel in front of my brother and break your arms."
The man stood in the field like an iron tower with a cold iron knife, his voice was cold.
The handsome young man frowned and his eyes looked at him sinisterly.
"Haha, another person seeking death. The eighth level of the Cyclone dares to covet the fairy of Yanyue Sect... Do you dare to call me Bai Hongfeng?"
Bai, Hong, Feng!
These three words come out and everyone's eyebrows are frowning.
Because of this name, they feel a sense of familiarity.
"Bai...Hong..."
"The owner of the Bai Chamber of Commerce, Tianwu Weiwei's hero list, the 97th place in the sequence... the second level of Jianghe Realm!"
The person who spoke this time was Zhao Ting, the youngest son of the Third Master of Zhao’s family!
For a powerful man like the Zhao family, remembering the list of Tianwu heroes and the 100-person heroes and the forces of major sects is a must-learn for the children of the clan.
hiss!
A sound of gasping for a cold air.
At this moment, the crowd looked at the white-robed young man in horror. They never thought that such a young man was already in the river realm!
Rivers...
The spiritual power is vast and endless in the body.
The essential difference between the River Realm and the Cyclone Realm is that it can bind the shape of spiritual energy.
When you enter the river realm, there will be a qualitative difference in attack methods!
So, at this moment...
The man holding the knife looked cold and he actually ran away without saying a word.
Dong!
Dong!
Every step is three feet away, and the soles of your feet are deeply imprinted into the ground.
This sudden change exceeded everyone's expectations.
Qin Yin praised in his heart instead.
The river realm can crush the cyclones. If you still show off, it will probably end up suddenly.
This man at the eighth level of the cyclone definitely has rich combat experience.
Now it depends on how Bai Hongfeng should deal with it.
It just so happened that Qin Yin himself could have a clear judgment on the strength of the Jianghe Realm.
Should I chase it regardless of my demeanor, or...
Qin Yin's pupils shrank suddenly.
Bai Hongfeng looked at the direction of the man's escape with a sarcastic look. He opened his left folding fan and turned his right hand gently with his wrist. Five three-inch-long ice edges appeared in the palm of his palm.
"Come on what you want, go on what you want. Why do you treat me, Mr. Bai?"
A sarcasm sounded and his right hand flicked violently.
The trajectory formed by five subtle ice edges in the air suddenly emerged, like a snake-shaped one.
A sudden cold feeling emerged.
White Moon Secluded Method - Cold Snake Seal!
The fleeing man obviously felt something was wrong and bounced to the side.
Ding Ding Ding!
Three consecutive sounds of snake-shaped ice ridges hit the ground.
The ground was suddenly frozen by the ice.
However……
The man just landed on the ground and prepared for the second jump. He looked back and felt that his hair was blowing up all over his body.
Two snake-shaped ice edges have been attached behind.
His eyes widened!
puff!
Two ice ridges emerged.
The bone-breaking chill freezes the wound that has just been torn open.
When he lost control and fell to the ground, half of his body could no longer move.
"snort."
Bai Hongfeng's vast voice disappeared with the cold snorkeling.
He gently waved the folding fan and walked slowly to the man's side, looking down from a high place, his voice was gentle but made everyone present feel chills all over.
"Bai never leaves a living, so go with peace of mind."
With a smile on his face, Bai Hongfeng snapped his fingers gently when he turned around and left.
The big man suddenly widened his eyes.
The cold poison in the wound suddenly burst out.
The frost spread all over his body in an instant, and the whole person was like an ice sculpture, and then in the eyes of everyone...
Silently cracked.
The crowd around him had weak calves, and some people with weak minds even began to vomit.
But the initiator turned his attention to the place where he had fallen.
"Are you scared? Then go together."
The sound of the rivers rises again.
In the stretched right palm, a thin piece of ice crystal that was as big as a human face quietly emerged.
Then throw it around.
The dying person who had fallen to the ground had suddenly widened his eyes, but his pupils were gone.
The ice wheel had completely penetrated his neck.
After doing this, Bai Hongfeng seemed to have never seen anything happening and looked around and said softly: "Mr. Bai likes quiet."
Lightly press your toes, and the young master Zhuo Shijia rose up again and returned to the damaged area of ​​the window railing on the second floor.
Behind the window railing, a graceful figure appeared in a panoramic light.
Behind the thin veil, a pair of wonderful eyes retracted their gaze.
The two people who died outside the museum did not stir up any turmoil in her heart.
However, in the short period of time when those beautiful eyes just appeared, more of them fell on the carriage behind the crowd.
The boy in Mai held the hand of the delicate girl without moving.
After the veil, a surprisingly beautiful curve floated on the corner of the beauty's mouth, but no one saw it.
"Yuexin, will we continue to use tea to discuss the truth?"
"But listen to the arrangements of the young master." The beauty covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice like a tinging spring.
The two figures completely disappeared.
The hundreds of people below were still silent, and they didn't even dare to show their atmosphere.
Bi Fang, who was boasting all kinds of self-proclaimed, had already retracted from the wine jar, carefully exposing his small eyes to observe the surroundings.
Confusion flashed in Qin Yin's eyes.
The woman's voice was soft and glutinous, and the listener was like a spring flowing in his heart, making people feel pity for hearing it and dare not blaspheme.
I have never heard of it before, but why do I feel a sense of unreal familiarity?
Outside the museum, several companions of the man carrying a knife were still frozen in place, sweating like slurry.
The caravans from Yuliang City were no longer lively.
The servants with different actions also became honest, as if their previous actions had been explained.
Everyone had rested silently and set off silently.
Qin Yin was still constantly replaying the scene of Bai Hongfeng waving and killing in his mind, and finally had an intuitive and clear understanding of the force of this world.
The eighth level of the cyclone is comparable to the peak of the dark spirit and the realm of the master.
However, he was easily killed by Bai Hongfeng with strange means.
The river realm is the real watershed between mortals and spiritual people.
Then the sea above the river shines on the moon...
How magnificent is it?
A moment later, the guests in the museum became sparse, and the tea servant who had been focused on Qin Yin quietly slipped into the toilet behind.
The note was tied to the tail of a foot-long mountain rat and quietly let it go.
[The plan changed. Ninety-seven Bai Hongfeng, the Tianwu Junjie, appeared. The leader of Wu Yan accidentally attacked him and died. The rest of his troops did not dare to move. The caravans and carriages continued to travel west.]
Chapter completed!