Qing Jiujiu raised her eyelashes slightly, looked at Youlan, and spoke indifferently.

"Originally, it is only natural to pay for drinks. But you hurt my people, and you still want me to pay, isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

Youlan felt a little guilty after being swept by this look.

Their private room was a bit noisy, so guests stood in the corridor to watch.

"This casual cultivator looks so low in cultivation, yet he dares to speak to the people of Wanhua Tower like this. He is so audacious that he will probably end up in a miserable situation."

"Hiss, he should be sent to be used as fertilizer for flowers. It seems that the flowers of Wanhua Tower will bloom again tomorrow."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, that's right, but why hasn't the Wanhua Tower taken action yet? Are they afraid? This is not the style of Wanhua Tower."

"Look at the expression of the fairy Youlan, she seems to be very afraid of this casual immortal. Could this casual immortal be the son of some immortal king? Although he has little fairy spirit, he wears a mask and has a bit of extraordinary bearing."

"What you said, is there anyone in Wanhua Tower who is afraid?"

These voices reached Youlan's ears.

She was caught in a dilemma and had to take action!

"So what you mean is that you don't want to pay for the wine?" Youlan narrowed her eyes and burst out with unkindness.

"What else?"

Qing Jiujiu raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Youlan like a fool.

Youlan's face turned red because of these words.

The people watching outside sighed: This immortal is so arrogant!

They suddenly looked forward to how such an arrogant immortal would be dealt with by the people of Wanhua Tower next.

The fairy Youlan was holding the treasure fan of the shopkeeper, right? That's a good thing!

Youlan raised the fan in her hand and shouted at Qing Jiujiu: "Then die!"

She waved her hand back, and a sharp wind spun towards Qing Jiujiu, like a blade.

The onlookers exclaimed in amazement: "This treasure fan is a wind magic weapon! This wind will blow this cultivator into pieces!"

Qing Jiujiu stood there motionless, with an unclear expression under the mask.

Si Han'er's heart was worried.

Qing Jiujiu put her left hand behind her back and opened her right hand, and a sword condensed in her palm.

The sword was dark green, and the tip of the sword had an icy entity, while the rest of the sword was only sword energy, not the sword body.

She raised her palm and waved it gently, and a sword energy was swung out. The wind blade instantly dissipated, but the sword energy did not weaken at all and continued to move towards Youlan.

Youlan was shocked and couldn't believe it. She hurriedly raised the fan in her hand and protected her chest.

The sword energy hit the fan, and although it did not continue to hurt Youlan, it pushed her out, broke the door, and fell out of the second-floor box.

"Puff!"

Youlan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The onlookers were stunned.

What! ?

A little scattered immortal, the sword energy was so sharp that it beat Youlan, who was a terrestrial immortal and holding a treasure, like this?

They quickly put away their previous faces that wanted to watch a good show, and changed to please Qing Jiujiu.

"This Wanhualou is really too much! It's just that I didn't pay in time because I was drunk, but I did it so cruelly. It will go bankrupt sooner or later."

"That's right, that's right. Opening a business is not just about being harmonious. If you want to use people as fertilizer for flowers at every turn, it will be strange if it doesn't go bankrupt."

"Even this Youlan deserves to be beaten. There must be at least 50 scattered immortals and wandering immortals who died in her hands."

"You're right..."

Qing Jiujiu raised her eyes and swept them.

The spectators pursed their lips and shut up quickly, not daring to say a word.

Just kidding, they saw the sword just now. This sword energy could beat the earth immortal like this. The real cultivation must be not low. It must be using some method to cover up its real cultivation.

Si Han'er, who was standing by, completely let go of her worries, and her eyes turned into stars.

The big devil is indeed a big devil, he is so powerful!

Qing Jiujiu clenched her hand, and the sword disappeared instantly.

She looked at Si Han'er and whispered, "Let's go."

Si Han'er nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, yeah, okay."

Qing Jiujiu put her hands behind her back, and walked out like a master.

Si Han'er followed her at a trot.

The onlookers consciously made way for them.

The guards did not dare to give orders without instructions, and did not dare to act rashly, but only looked at Qing Jiujiu.

You Lan, who was crawling in the lobby on the first floor, covered her chest, and also looked at Qing Jiujiu coming down the stairs from the second floor. She passed by her side without even a glance, and was about to leave.

This is really... too insulting!

Yu Lan gnashed her teeth.

Insulting her is not important, what is important isYes, she held the shopkeeper's treasured fan in her hand, and she let the person run away. The shopkeeper will definitely kill her.

No! They must not be allowed to leave like this.

You Lan's eyes were fixed on Si Han'er who was following Qing Jiujiu.

Humph! Even if the one walking in front is quite strong, the one behind must be a loser, right?

You Lan's figure flashed, and with a backhand wave, the fan in her hand suddenly turned into a sharp sword. Holding it in her hand, with great momentum, she stabbed at Si Han'er's back.

Qing Jiujiu's ears paused, and her masked face tilted slightly, and she snorted coldly.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish."

Qing Jiujiu moved her figure, protecting Si Han'er behind her, raised the sword in her hand again, and made a beautiful sword flower, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Peach Blossom Solution."

"Shua shua shua"

The fan wind was instantly disintegrated when it touched the sword energy.

Sword Qis wrapped around You Lan, like extremely thin silk threads, emitting cold light, forcing people to be unable to open their eyes.

You Lan stared with eyes wide open and took a deep breath.

"This... what is this, uh..."

Before she finished speaking, You Lan's body instantly broke into pieces, blood spurted out, like blooming peach blossoms, and then slowly dissipated, leaving no residue.

The onlookers, the guards, and other female fairies were so scared that they stood there in a daze.

The light Luo Ling fan fell to the ground.

Qing Jiujiu walked over slowly, bent down, and picked it up.

It's a good thing, suitable for the eldest brother.

She put it into the storage ring with her backhand, and then said to Si Han'er, who was so scared that she couldn't speak: "Let's go."

Si Han'er stiffened her neck and nodded with difficulty.

The two left in full view of the public.

The guard told Pei Junling the news that You Lan was killed.

Pei Junling was sitting in front of the dressing mirror drawing eyebrows. When he heard this, the eyebrow pencil in his hand broke.

"What? Dead? Nothing left? The Qingluo Lingshan was also taken away?"

"Yes, shopkeeper." The guard lowered his waist and said with a trembling voice because of fear.

Pei Junling's figure flashed and stood in front of him, and her delicate hands grabbed his neck.

"Waste! Are you dead?!"

"Without orders, we dare not act rashly, because this person's cultivation is too strange. We are worried that he may be a big shot, and it will cause trouble for Wanhua Tower if we act rashly."

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