Campus belle's cultivation master

"You slow down, slow down..." Yang Xixi tightly around Lin Yu's neck, tilted his head, nose straight sweat, "you such a bump, I want to vomit..."

The soft body behind him was wonderful, but Lin Yu's face was livid: "if you dare to spit on me, you will die."

"Well." Yang Xixi wrinkled her nose and lips into a straight line

Lin Yu walked into yuelaifeng Inn behind her back.

The front desk lady looked over anxiously: "Sir, is this lady OK?"

"It's OK." Lin Yu light answer, "eat to support."

The others looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Hello Yang Xixi's face turned red, and he cried angrily behind Lin Yu, "can't you save some face for me..."

Her eyes inadvertently swept in the hall, soft body suddenly and a stiff, voice suddenly stopped.

Lin Yu also noticed something was wrong and turned his eyes to the rest area not far away.

There were more than ten people sitting on the sofa over there.

At the top of the list was a man in his fifties, with a straight back and a handsome appearance, and a pair of tiger eyes that were not angry.

Master of heaven!

This is Lin Yu's second master of Huajing since he took part in the zongmen meeting. Although his momentum was weaker than that of Wu Yanlin, the elder of Zhenwu sect, he was also far better than Tang Wenzhou, a strong man who had just entered the world.

Except for this man, the others are all children under the age of 30.

Among them, there is a woman with a good figure, beautiful appearance, a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking here without blinking.

Her face was as white as jade, and her eyes touched Lin Yu, then she moved away with a little coldness.

The waiter went to the sofa and leaned over respectfully: "Mr. Yang, the guest room is ready. I'll take some of you."

"Well." The man answered in a low voice, put the beret on his head and stood up.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the whole Party crossed the hall, passed in front of Lin Yu and went to the guest room area in the back.

In their eyes, this young man and woman have no spiritual power fluctuation, just a loving little couple, which is not worthy of attention at all.

The peach blossom eyed woman was hanging at the back of the group. When she was going out, she suddenly turned her head and took a look. There seemed to be a little doubt in her frown

"Lin Yu." Yang Xixi was honest and attached to Lin Yu's ear. He said, "let's go back."

"Well."

Lin Yu nodded without any trace and carried her all the way back to the guest room.

As soon as Yang Xixi came back to the room, he kicked off his shoes and curled up on the single bed, pursed his mouth and said nothing.

Lin Yu had heard the waiter call the elder man "Mr. Yang". He guessed that the person he met in the hall should come from the Yang family in Xilu, and he was related to Yang Xixi.

But if the other party doesn't say it, he will never ask.

"It's inconvenient for men and women to share a room." Lin Yu light said, "I reopened a room in the vicinity, something to find me."

Yang Xixi just looked at him without blinking, and didn't say a word.

Lin Yu obviously didn't plan to ask for the other party's opinions. His voice dropped and he went out of the door.

...

It's getting dark.

There is an independent courtyard behind yuelaifeng inn.

The people Lin Yu and Yang Xixi saw in the afternoon were gathering here now. They were all excited.

The man in his fifties was Yang Yi, the master of the Yang family in Xilu.

Yang Xueqi, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes sitting under him, is a leading figure of the young generation of the Yang family. She has achieved great accomplishments.

"Second uncle." Yang Xueqi's delicate body trembled slightly, and her delicate cheek flushed slightly due to excessive excitement. "Is this really true? Is granddad really saved? "

"Master Xu is cautious and should not be wrong." Yang Yi's hand holding the teacup could not stop shaking. He pressed down a mouthful of tea, and his restless mood gradually stabilized. "He said that the young man was only 18 or 19 years old, but his alchemy was amazing, and even he had to marvel at it."

Yang Xueqi's beautiful eyes are full of shock: "eighteen or nine years old? Even master Xu is willing to bow down? "

"Not only that, according to master Xu, that little gentleman's cultivation has reached the peak of his inner strength..."

"It's impossible!" Yang Xueqi suddenly got up, and her eyes showed a strong suspicion. "Second uncle, if you can reach the peak of internal strength at the age of 18 or 19, don't you think you can enter the realm of enlightenment at the age of 30 or more? How can there be such a person in the world? "

She thinks she has great talent. At 26, she can reach Neijin Dacheng. Now suddenly, a hairy boy comes out. At 18 or 19, she has reached the peak of Neijin cultivation. Her Dan skill is far more than that of the older generation. How can one believe it?

"I didn't believe it." Yang Yi frowned, "but before we arrived today, a big thing happened here."

Along with Yang Xueqi, many younger brothers of the Yang family are at a loss.

"Shi maode of Shi Family in Mobei." Yang Yi took a deep breath. "Today, at the entrance of the market, I was chopped by that little gentleman!"

"Ah?" Yang Xueqi's eyes widened and her body became petrified. "Mr. Shi is an old generation figure in the field of cultivation. Even though his cultivation has stopped for many years, his combat power is invincible at the same level. A sword? He only used one sword? "

"Well, only one sword." Yang Yi nodded, "even if it's the top master of Neijin, it's exaggerating to kill Shi maode with one sword."

He looked up at the stars and sighed: "this son must have a deep background and extraordinary origin..."

There was no word in the room for a long time. All the young people of the Yang family yearned for it.

"I really want to see what kind of dragon and Phoenix this person is..." Yang Xueqi slowly clenched her jade hand. "Second uncle, did master Xu ever tell me when to introduce you?"

"That little gentleman has a strange temper. Don't be too hasty." Yang Yi tried to keep her tone gentle. "Master Xu said that he would come here in person tonight to talk with me in detail."

As he spoke, he turned his face and his eyes were bright: "go and take out the Xilu green tea that I have collected for many years and entertain master Xu."

"Yes." Yang Xueqi should be respectful, full of joy to go out.

Yang Dingfeng, the ancestor of the Yang family in Xilu, is a great master of cultivation. However, more than 20 years ago, he was deeply infected with fire and wolf venom, which greatly damaged the road of martial arts. Every day, he was bitten by thousands of ants, and he was in great pain.

The Qian family worshipped Xu Shengquan, the Dan master, and Yang Dingfeng, who had been friends for many years. Over the years, they searched everywhere for Lingbao prescriptions to drive away diseases and prolong their life. If not, Yang Dingfeng would have gone back to hell, and his bones would have been rotten.

Yang Xueqi goes to the guest room next door and takes out the valuable half pot of Xilu green tea from her carry on luggage, ready to serve master Xu Shengquan.

"I don't know what little gentleman likes..." she thought silently, "say a few flattering words tonight, make master Xu happy, and get more information..."

She closed the door of the guest room and returned to the main hall. Just as her front foot had passed the threshold, there was a knock on the door.