The iron pillar in Ran Ran's sleeve smelled the fragrance of tea, and he was just about to get out and take a few sips, but a sip of water squirted down.
Tiezhu could only roll back into any sleeve and take out a small handkerchief to wipe it.
After finally wiping it dry, as soon as my head came out, I squirted another sip of water.
The soaked iron pillar: (?_?)
It’s not easy to grow from stone, iron pillar sighed.
Tie Zhu silently climbed back into his sleeves and pretended to be dead.
When the waiter saw him spraying water at will, he became more and more unhappy.
"It's a blessing for those monks to be able to serve our saint! You foreigners don't know anything!"
Shu Yuan glanced at him lightly.
Forced by the aura in his eyes, the waiter subconsciously took a step back, but he still stiffened his neck and continued:
"If you guys want to live peacefully in our Silver Snow City, You can't be rude to the saint!"
Shu Yuan raised his eyebrows with interest. He didn't expect that an ordinary demon with no cultivation would be able to fight against them for the saint.
However, Ye Dun could easily take away the demon-suppressing stone from Youhuang Palace, so the saint was not worthy of her name.
After these matters are resolved, he can go to Youhuang Palace to meet the Saint.
The position of the Demon King is occupied by those who are capable.
There were three witches sitting at the tea table next to them. They had already noticed the movement here.
Hearing what the waiter said, he also slammed the table.
"What's wrong with how many men the saint wants! You men are only allowed to have three wives and four concubines, but we women are not allowed to hug each other?"
The witch shook her hand whip, "According to me, the saint is a role model for us!"
"Yes, a role model for us!"
The waiter immediately ran to those few with a diligent look on his face. The witch wiped the table.
Ye Jian spit out a sip of tea and whispered:
Sure enough, what kind of general should lead what kind of soldiers.
Not only is the Saint wild, but so are her supporters.
She casually lowered her head to drink tea to calm down her shock. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Shu Yuan's gaze still falling on her. She smiled softly, "Has the prince also heard about the saint?"
A faint smile appeared on Shu Yuan's lips, and he said lightly:
"I'm not interested in other people's affairs."
Ye Jian turned around and looked at this random person At a table, "Miss Yue, we have been together for so long, but I still don't know where you are from or where you live?"
Shu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and waited quietly for any answer.
Putting down the tea cup at will, he said with a smile, "I don't like others to be interested in my affairs."
There was a loud bang and a huge hammer hit At the table of Yi Ran and Shu YuanSub-center.
The moment the table was torn apart, Shu Yuan's eyes darkened, and a magical power instantly enveloped Anyan.
The next moment, the table broke into three pieces and scattered under anyone's feet.
Only the small piece of table in front of her where the tea cup was placed still stood upright.
Shu Yuan frowned displeasedly and looked at the visitor.
The person who came was a tall and burly man, with magic power surging around his body, and there were several old men in white robes standing behind him.
"Zuo Yiluo Shuyuan! I looked for you everywhere and couldn't find you. I didn't expect to find you in this Silver Snow City! You must die!"
This time the big hammer pointed directly at Shu Yuan's head was smashed.
Shu Yuan sat in the chair and seemed not to see the man.
The three Ye brothers and sisters immediately rushed forward and stopped the man with the hammer.
The old men in white robes formed a special formation and attacked Shu Yuan.
Shu Yuan glanced at Ran Ran, who was trying hard to prevent the tea from spilling, jumped up, and landed in the open space of the street in the distance.
The old man in white robes chased after him.
He picked up the tea cup at will, simply moved to the long table next to him, and watched them fight while drinking tea.
It seems that Shu Yuan has a lot of enemies. Everywhere he goes on the street, someone jumps out to kill him.
At this moment, three men walked to her table and sat down respectively.
Ran Ran raised her eyebrows when she saw them, and used her consciousness to communicate with Alan Wangsu who was sitting in front of her.
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[Why are you here? ]
Alan Wangsu was wearing a jade-colored robe, with dark bamboo standing on it, which made him even more elegant and extraordinary.
Alan Wangsu smiled at her:
[Shu Yuan is suspicious by nature. If anything goes wrong, please ask the saint to evacuate immediately. Your safety is the most important thing. ]
[Everything has been arranged, everything will be fine. ] Randomly looking at Baichuan Menghu and Kuangjian sitting on both sides of her, [Where is Chu Yang? ]
[There are too many places suitable for smelting magic weapons on Feiyu Mountain. Fei Jiujiu is leading Chu Yang to quickly sweep the entire mountain to avoid mistakes. 】
Except for the Dragon Soul Bamboo, the prince has obtained all the materials for refining the Soul Searching Cauldron.
The reason he came to Feiyu Mountain this time was to refine the magic weapon.
They must grab the things before Shu Yuan smelts all the materials.
When she stood up and was about to walk back to their table, Alan Wangsu pulled her back.
He placed a short bottle into any palm.
A gentle voice sounded in Ran Ran’s mind.
[Holy girl, this is moisturizing balm, you can rub it on your lips. ]
Raise your hand and touch it at will.Only then did I realize that the corners of my lips were dry and flaky.
Along the way, Shu Yuan and the others were in a hurry, and her frail little body began to protest again.
She took the small bottle at will and was about to say thank you when a hand with sharp bones preceded her and pressed on the small bottle.
Randomly raised his eyebrows, this guy moved so fast, has he finished processing it?
Looking back, the man with the hammer and the white-robed elders were lying on the ground in a mess.
Private fights are prohibited in Yinxue City, so the guards quickly gathered around, and Ye Dun and the others were negotiating with the guards.
Shu Yuan held the vial with his index finger and thumb and shook it slightly.
"Know them?"
He shook his head casually, "No, we just shared the table together."
What Alan Wangsu asked Shu Yuan to explore He looked at his eyes, clasped his right hand on his chest and saluted: "Prince Shu Yuan."
He smiled calmly: "I don't know if this girl is traveling with the prince, but I just sat at the same table with this girl. I saw that she looked haggard. It’s just a small gift of ointment.”
Shu Yuan held the bottle and said nothing, but the anger slowly rose in his eyes.
Randomly grabbed the bottle of moisturizing cream and said with a smile: "You are all demons, but are you friends?"
Shu Yuan chuckled: "Friends?"
p>
Hearing this, Alan Wangsu cast a faint shadow on his eyelashes and said faintly:
"Unless the devil comes back, we will never be friends."
< p> He bowed to Prince Shu Yuan again, turned around and left with Baichuan Menghu and Mad Sword.Shu Yuan's deep and gloomy eyes stared at Alan Wangsu's back, and suddenly slowly turned his head to look at Anyan who was wiping the moisturizing cream.
Some dry red lips are moisturized by a layer of clear paste, leaving only fresh moisture without any greasiness.
The red lips were raised, revealing a little white teeth.
Randomly noticed his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"
Shu Yuan: "That person just now is the next heir of the Moshuluo family, Moshuluo Alan Wangsu."
p>
She shrugged casually, "So?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the small bottle in her hand:
"The favor of the Mosura family, It’s not that easy to accept.”
After that, he walked forward.
Ye Jian and the others gathered around and explained to Anyan: "Miss Yue, Alan Wangsu is a confidant of the Saint, and is not the same as us."
Anyan raised his eyebrows, " Oh, why, you have a grudge against the saint?"
"It doesn't matter if you have a grudge, but my master is also the orthodox successor of the demon clan, and he and the saint are destined to be at odds."
"Besides, our Lord took the Demon Suppressing Stone as a test. Unexpectedly, the Holy SpiritThe girl didn't come, but Alan Wangsu did. ”
“How courageous. "
Randomly smiled and said, "It will come. ”