Primordial Crazy Thunder

Chapter 98 Separate (please collect, please recommend)

Ten miles outside Yuanlong City, there is a teahouse.

There is only one boss and one brother in the tea shop, and the customers are in twos and threes. They are all ordinary people, and their cultivation is only at the third level of body training.

At this season, the tea leaves are just ripe. If you only sell tea leaves, you can still make a lot of money, but there is not much business for those who open tea shops.

How many people who are in a hurry will choose to stop and have a rest and drink a sip of tea.

"Good tea."

An old man with the appearance of a Confucian scholar held a bowl of tea and sighed.

Compared to the rest of the tea drinkers, this old man seemed a bit out of place.

He was dressed in a white Confucian robe. Although he was old, he was sitting straight and upright. In particular, the energy and blood fluctuations on this person were stronger than those of ordinary middle-aged men.

At this time, a group of five people appeared on the road in the distance, three men and two women, all young people.

When these people appeared, the old man with the appearance of a Confucian scholar paused for a while, then drank the tea in the bowl in one gulp, and then the owner of the tea shop said, "Please have another bowl."

The old face full of ravines was full of vicissitudes, and there was a bright light in a pair of cloudy eyes. I don't know what he was thinking.

Soon, a group of five people came to the teahouse.

Since there were not many customers here, there were many empty seats, so they chose a seat near the booth.

The beautiful woman in the scarlet robe helped a thin young man to sit down, and then asked the boss to bring five bowls of tea.

Coincidentally, an old Confucian scholar in white robes was sitting at the table next to them.

The five people on this trip are Ling Shan and others.

This place is very close to Yuanlong City, but they did not choose to enter the city.

Because there must be a large number of righteous people coming and going in Yuanlong City today, the identities of Ye Qing and Ming Kong are too sensitive, especially after this turmoil.

Because of the existence of Ming Kong, Hong'e did not show hostility to Ling Shan and Hong'e anymore. She already had her own set of rhetoric, and I believe the people at the headquarters of the business alliance would not say anything.

As for the [-] million, I'm afraid there is no need to give it anymore.

Who said that a woman without talent is a virtue, and a woman with talent is the most beautiful, so reject the vase.

It is even more strength to make a talented and beautiful woman fall in love with him!
Obviously, both Ling Shan and Ming Kong have such strength, although Ling Shan's operation is rather irritable...

Ling Shan's face was still a little pale, but compared to before, it was much better.

However, within these two days, Lei Di's Dharma Body could no longer be used.

If it is used forcibly, it will definitely damage Thunder Soul.

Lei Hun's injury will inevitably lead to a decline in his strength. In this chaotic Shenyang Dynasty, it will always be disadvantageous.

Ling Shan picked up the bowl, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

I don't know when, his lips have been extremely dry, as if he was dehydrated, and he licked his dry lips every now and then.

After drinking this tea, a bitter taste filled the mouth.

Afterwards, a scroll of jade slips and a soft armor appeared in Ling Shan's hand, it was the "Prime Ancient Inscription Method" and the Jiaolong soft armor!

Ling Shan handed the two things to Ye Qing, and said with a wry smile: "Xiaoqing, you take these two things. As for the bead, I can't return it to you."

"In the future, I will refine better ones for you."

Ye Qing didn't accept it, but gave him a blank look, with a trace of disdain on his pretty face, "What's the use of me taking these, you can keep them for yourself."

Ling Shan was stunned, a little depressed, silently put away the "Prime Ancient Inscription Method", and threw the Jiaolong Soft Armor on the table.

"You don't want to just put it here."

Ye Qing took it over and murmured softly: "Don't forget it, I'll just pick one up."

That look was a bit naive, Ling Shan looked a little dazed, and stretched out his hand to stroke a strand of loose hair from Ye Qing's forehead behind his ear, and lightly bit his ear.

Ye Qingqiao's face turned red, she raised her jade feet under the table, and suddenly stepped on Ling Shan's instep.

Ling Shan wrinkled his nose, resisted the pain, picked up the bowl and pretended to drink tea.

It turned out to be a little embarrassing, because I accidentally finished drinking the tea just now.

Leng Yanzhao turned his eyes to the mountains and rivers, as if he was looking at the scenery, but everyone could see his red neck, and it seemed that he was quite uncomfortable.

As for Mingkong and Hong'e, they seem to have the function of automatically blocking outside interference, drinking tea and talking and laughing on their own, ignoring Ling Shan and Ye Qing at all.

"Hey, I don't know when we will meet next time."

Ling Shan put down the bowl, gently embraced Ye Qing's slender waist, and said calmly, as if everything just now had nothing to do with her.

A look of sadness appeared on Ye Qing's face, just now her father sent the news that she must return to the Blood Fiend Sect within today.

Although, she wanted to be with Ling Shan all the time, but she couldn't now, so she could only confess to Ling Shan.

But Ling Shan didn't say anything, and when they got here, they were about to separate.

In fact, Ling Shan wanted to give the 'Xuan Lei Zhu' to Ye Qing, but the 'Xuan Lei Zhu' had automatically recognized the master, so there was no other way.

He really didn't have anything to take out, even the "Imperial Inscription Method" and the Jiaolong Soft Armor were all borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

But he believes that this is only temporary, he will become stronger in the future, and then he will be able to refine better spirit weapons and give them to Ye Qing.

In the end, Ye Qing only accepted the Flood Dragon Soft Armor.

After drinking a bowl of tea, Ye Qing endured the reluctance in his heart and left Lingshan.

Ling Shan stood in front of the teahouse, smiled and watched Ye Qing leave.

Afterwards, Ling Shan's face returned to its usual calmness.

"Brother, it's not easy. The young master of the Blood Fiend Sect can also surrender."

At this time, the old man with the appearance of a Confucian scholar put down his tea bowl and said with a gentle smile.

Ling Shan narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't speak. He had sensed that something was wrong with this person early in the morning.

Ming Kong walked behind Ling Shan, looked at the old man, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his evil pupils.

"Chunan!"

The old man stood up with a smile. He looked old, but he stood up straight.

"I don't know who it is, it turns out to be the Yaozu Mingkong, lucky to meet you."

Although the words were extremely polite, it didn't feel like I was lucky to meet you.

Afterwards, he glanced at Hong'e, and said calmly: "I remember that Shangmeng Lingbao Pavilion was the victim of this turmoil."

"The chief auctioneer of Lingbao Pavilion, why did you get mixed up with demons and demons?"

Chu Nan looked up at the sky and muttered, "It seems that the day hasn't changed..."

Hong'e's face was ugly, and she snorted coldly: "It's not up to you, an outsider, to intervene in the affairs of our business alliance!"

"Hehe, old man, I like to meddle in my own business all my life."

Chu Nan said with a smile, with a peaceful expression on his face.

However, he exudes a majestic aura!

The next moment, Ling Shan, Ming Kong and others all disappeared.

(End of this chapter)