Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"You!"

Yu Qingcheng's face was flushed and his head was buried low. For a moment, both of them became a little shortsighted.

Yang Xuan didn't know why he suddenly said such words. He just felt a strange feeling in his heart and urged him to speak out from the bottom of his heart.

"I'd like to..."

Yu Qingcheng said softly. Before Yang Xuan was happy, she ran out quickly.

Running outside the door, Yu Qingcheng turned his head and said with a smile in his eyes, "when your family big competition wins, you will come to the fairy pavilion to find me! I'm waiting for you!"

After saying this, Yu Qingcheng took a brisk step and disappeared into the night. Yang Xuan stood in place and looked at it foolishly.

A moment later, he picked up the corners of his mouth and smiled happily.

"Let's go, little tiger. Big brother will take you to a fun place."

……

The bloody scene undoubtedly brought great harm to the little tiger. Until he returned to the post station, the little tiger hasn't eased up.

No matter how many officials coaxed him, he didn't want to leave Yang Xuan half a step, so he hugged Yang Xuan's thigh and refused to let go.

There was no way. Yang Xuan could only settle the little tiger in his yard, let him sleep in bed and meditate on the ground.

The night passed quickly. Little tiger was still asleep. Yang Xuan had opened his eyes and woke up from his practice.

"Calculate the time, uncle. They should be here soon. Now they should be able to meet at the city gate!"

With this in mind, Yang Xuan quietly left the post station and went straight to the inn beside the city gate to wait.

Coincidentally, the inn he came to happened to be the one he had been expelled from before.

Before entering the door, the waiter who was cleaning in the inn saw Yang Xuan at a glance. His face immediately showed an impatient expression and came out and waved to Yang Xuan.

"How come it's you again? Let people do business early in the morning. Hurry!"

Yang Xuan was stunned and immediately said, "you open the door to do business. How can you drive customers away?"

Hearing this, the waiter hugged the broom in his hand, leaned against the door frame and said, "don't you look at your poor appearance, do you have a good intention to step into the door?"

He could still remember the picture of driving Yang Xuan out of the door last time. He had already marked Yang Xuan as a poor ghost in his mind.

But then, when Yang Xuan slowly took out a spiritual ticket, Xiao er's eyes were straight.

"One... One thousand soul tickets!"

"Yes, I picked it up on the road when I came here. I don't know if it can be used."

Yang Xuan said so. The spirit ticket in his hand was thrown twice and brought a 'spirit stone' fragrance to Xiao er's face, which made Xiao Er of the inn uncontrollable for a while.

The poor man has such good luck. He can find a soul ticket on the road. He has to blackmail him

The more you think about it, the more angry you are. The waiter doesn't show it. Instead, the smile on his face becomes more and more obvious: "just now, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai. Please come in!"

His face changed so quickly that Yang Xuan felt a little smacking, but then Yang Xuan put away the spirit ticket and swaggered in.

In the early morning, the guests in the inn haven't got up yet. Occasionally, there are people who eat breakfast in twos and threes. They are also top residents nearby.

He picked a table and sat down. Before Yang Xuan spoke, the waiter had gathered together in front of him.

"My guest, we have a new breakfast menu here. Please see if it suits your appetite. I'll ask the cook to make it for you right away."

The waiter said so, took out two parchments and respectfully put them in front of Yang Xuan.

These two pieces of paper use a strange font and write some gorgeous cakes with names, which looks very eye-catching.

Yang Xuan then looked down and wrote the price in tiny small characters at the bottom of each dish name.

"A piece of Liuyun apricot cake, a cup of silk wrapped Yulu wine, and a bowl of Baihua Qinghuan porridge!"

Yang Xuan's tone was bland, and he didn't seem to notice the price below.

The waiter took over the menu, his face was about to smile, and he estimated happily. These things will be counted as a thousand spirit stones for him later.

Yes, this guy can't run away with his spiritual ticket!

The speed of the kitchen was very fast. In just a quarter of an hour, the waiter put a plate of cakes, a pot of wine and a bowl of porridge in front of Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan ate slowly. The waiter stood behind the pillar not far away and waited anxiously in his heart.

Eat quickly... When you're finished, you can send a spiritual ticket

In a short time, he was ready. The fierce looking cook was right behind the door with a kitchen knife, and the accounting clerk had taken the official notice.

If Yang Xuan doesn't hand over the 1000 spirit tickets, the cook will intimidate him first. If he doesn't, the man will report directly to the official and be ready for both!

At that time, the 1000 spirit tickets will fall into your own hands, and the shopkeeper is not here. You have hundreds of money to share with the cook. Find a remote town and you won't worry about food and clothing all your life!

The more I think about the sophomore, the more beautiful I feel in my heart, and the smile on my face is about to be suppressed.

But soon, he found something wrong, and his smile gradually stiffened.

Isn't that right? Why has this man been eating for so long? All the guests who came to breakfast are gone and still eating.

Take a closer look. Why is there nothing less on the plate?

Thinking so, the waiter felt a bad feeling more and more. He walked over and looked at the chopsticks in Yang Xuan's hand, holding the air, constantly opening and closing.

What kind of Freak is this?

The waiter couldn't help patting him on the shoulder and wanted to ask him what he was doing, but just put his hand on it, Yang Xuan fell directly to the ground!

Not only that, his limbs were twitching and his mouth was foaming.

This is poisoning!

Xiao er's whole brain was blank for a while. He looked at this scene blankly and didn't know what to do.

The waiter and the cook also rushed out and looked at Yang Xuan in a daze. Look at me and me. I look at you. My face is at a loss.

"No! You've killed people. You're a vicious cook!" The waiter immediately began to shirk his responsibility.

"What's the matter with me? Isn't this still your dish?" The cook's face trembled, and a cold light appeared in his small eyes.

"Stop arguing and hide the people quickly, otherwise the government will investigate and we can't run away!" The man said in panic.

The other two finally realized it and quickly reached out to help Yang Xuan. The next moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the inn.

"Da Wei executive secretary, someone reported that you are a black shop!"

A dignified man came in and said loudly. The little boy fell down as soon as his eyes were black.

It's over, it's all over

At the same time, a young man stood at the corner not far away and smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth.