Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

The breeze was rippling, the light fragrance was lingering, and amidst the sound of the poem, a figure appeared in the sight of everyone from far to near, from blurry to clear, and behind him was a handsome young man with orange hair.

Di Ming, or the playwright of Yong Ye, felt a little excited after seeing the person he was thinking of was safe after many years.

Then this excitement was suppressed, and it failed to cause any waves. The true essence that Lin Chongyang left in his body could guarantee [-]% that he would not show any flaws, at least Yu Xiaoyao and the others couldn't see it.

After all, in the process, Master Lin used some abilities that he would not use at all on weekdays, and he almost dismantled the earth and re-pinched it.

Yu Xiaoyao and others are not proficient in this way, not to mention now, even if they practice for thousands of years, they will not be able to see it, unless Di Ming chooses to blow up his identity, but he obviously will not do so.

The reason why the two came back now...

On the one hand, it was because Diming needed some time to make some preparations for his current status. Lin Chongyang agreed to keep an avatar on the side of Defeng Ancient Road for a long time, and the price was only for him to help guide a few younger generations.

In other times, he would definitely not seek skins from tigers, but if it was about Yu Xiaoyao, his bottom line could be slightly lowered by a few hundred million.

On the other hand, the playwright of Yong Ye followed someone around a long way, and then watched him go to Wenjunfang to buy wine and other things at the morning market in the town at the foot of the mountain, Only then slowly rushed back.

The first time the two stepped into the mountain gate, they watched such a breathtaking drama, called——

Yu Xiaoyao went farther and farther on the road called death.

"If you want to fight in another place, don't tear down Haozheng Wudao." Lin Chongyang's words were very casual: "Also, you can't kill people by beating like this, Yun Xiao, you should start first Draw your sword and teach him a lesson."

"Brother, don't you want to be so cruel!"

As the person involved, Yu Xiaoyao took the lead in objecting, drawing the sword is a bad thing, once he draws the sword this time and makes a bad start, if he encounters this kind of thing again in the future, won't he be hunted down?

"Good idea, why did I forget just now." Saying that, Jing Long Yunxiao was about to draw his sword.

"Senior, don't be excited, don't be excited, I was wrong."

Yu Xiaoyao frowned, and dodged to hide behind Lin Chongyang who had just come back. In this regard, the senior brother should be more reliable.

There was a younger sister on the side of the junior brother who spoke, and it was obvious that he couldn't count on it.

When he was in place, he rolled his eyes and thought about it.

Since the senior brother just came back from the outside world, and Mr. Wei seems to have said that this is the first time he took it out for them to try.

In this case……

Watch him Xianxin Zangxuan avenge the last touch!
Looking at his appearance, Jinglong Yunxiao has no intention of pursuing it:
"For his sake, I'll let you go this time!"

He is still recovering, and he was able to form a suppression by virtue of his experience at the beginning. After that, he will probably be dragged down by Yu Xiaoyao, so where will he save his face?Might as well let him go.

How many years has passed since Xuanzun Jiutian died, as the last few seniors of Yunhai Xianmen, he still has to save some face of his seniors.

"Speaking of which, Senior Brother, you came back just in time, very Jun just brought us some good things."

Yu Xiaoyao pulled up Lin Chongyang's sleeves, just to lead him to the round table, his small calculations were very loud in his heart, but there was no flaw on his face, he still looked heartless, as if he had just been beaten It's not like him.

I only heard him say tentatively: "Brother, do you want to try?"

"You have said so, then I am willing to give it a try." Lin Chongyang gave him a meaningful look.

As for the Yongye playwright who came back together, Yu Xiaoyao flamboyantly ignored him. The opportunity to cheat senior brother is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and things like making new friends can be postponed a little bit.

If Mr. Very Jun, a nasty brother in the late stage of control, speaks out to reveal the mystery, his plan will be ruined.

However, to his surprise, the others were very tacit and did not say a word, even Jun Fei didn't explain, but just quietly watched him pull Lin Chongyang to the table.

Everyone's eyes were calm, and looking at him was like looking at a dead person.

In the past few years, whenever they thought that Yu Xiaoyao had reached his limit, he could always reach new heights on the road to death, riding the dust, which is amazing. How can a person be so white-eyed? ?

Objectively speaking, all the problems left by the Baqi disaster have been solved by Lin Chongyang, and the regret of the little sister has also been fulfilled after he escaped from the gate of heaven.

Therefore, Yu Xiaoyao, who had nothing to do, chose to let himself go.

Bringing Lin Chongyang to the table, he quickly took a new teacup, then picked up the teapot, and poured a cup for his respected senior brother.

Passing the teacup to Lin Chongyang, Yu Xiaoyao praised: "Brother, let me tell you, this is the most impressive drink I have lived for more than 1000 years, not one of them."

"This is not how you drink it." Lin Chongyang took the teacup, shook his head with a light smile, "It's the first time you drink it so pure, you should have suffered a lot."

"Uh..." Yu Xiaoyao was at a loss for words for a moment, ready to explain.

But Lin Chongyang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and commented under the different eyes of everyone: "It tastes much better than wine."

Isn't it the Great Sacred Fruit, or coffee? From the time Yu Xiaoyao opened his mouth, he guessed that this guy had something bad in his stomach, and, from this look, he knew that other people should have been tricked, otherwise they wouldn't be mixed up. doubles.

Yu Xiaoyao looked a little embarrassed: "Brother, are you alright?"

Under his surprised gaze, Lin Chongyang took another sip before asking back:
"What's the matter? Do you think everyone is like you?"

The bitterness in it is less than [-]% of that of wine. Of course, this is just for him, there are differences between people.

Then, he turned sideways and introduced the person behind him to everyone: "Let me introduce to you first, Yong Ye is a playwright from overseas countries in the Northwest, and he will be a lecturer for some subjects in the school later."

"Northwest Overseas? I heard that there are many novel things there, but I have never had the chance to go there." Yu Xiaoyao was a little curious.

Because of the relationship with the Tiance Dynasty, Defeng Gudao is not ignorant of overseas information. Yu Xiaoyao even tasted the special products brought back by Yun Wanggui's trustee at Jun Fengtian's side.

"The customs are different from the Central Plains, and the novelty is relative." Yongye playwright replied.

It should be said that it is fortunate, because he has indeed been there, and has also been in contact with things there. Yu Xiaoyao's heartlessness has always been aimed at people he is familiar with, and he is not really stupid.

Even luckier, he has also seen the things in front of him, which can, to a certain extent, draw in the relationship between his new identity and Yu Xiaoyao:
"Just like this thing, it is called coffee on our side, and the drinking method is different from the tea in the Central Plains."