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Dian Xiaoer recalled, "You said this, it should be two hundred years, and I don't know if it's been too long, but now the Yang family is in the limelight, and in the past ten years, the younger generations of the clan have been vigorously cultivated, and there have been several geniuses, all of whom say that the next few hundred years will be the world of the Yang family." ”

"Plan ahead, the qualifications of the juniors are equal to the future of a family." Ye Yuxi agreed with the Yang family's approach, waved his hand, and asked the shopkeeper to retreat.

"Master Long, what do you think about this?" Night Feather Tide retracted her thoughts.

"Huh? Sand-like? Long Xiaochub's mouth was full of rabbit meat, and he looked up at Ye Yuxi, with an unclear expression.

Long Xiaopang has been concentrating on eating meat since the barbecue was served, as for what Ye Yuxi talked about with the shopkeeper, Long Xiaopang didn't care at all......

Ye Yuxi looked at Long Xiaopang's expression as a foodie, and was a little speechless in his heart, thinking that Long Xiaopang's ideological realm had improved these days, and he was still a snack in the end.

Speechless to speechless, Ye Yuxi still repeated what the shopkeeper said to Long Xiaopang.

"The realm of the Yellow Spirit?" Long Xiaopang frowned, and calculated Ye Yuxi's current strength in his heart: "You have advanced to the ninth order, the previous method of desealing has become invalid, and the middle stage of the ninth order will undoubtedly lose against the realm of Huang Ling, and you can't fight hard." ”

Ye Yuxi nodded lightly, that method of deprinting has been secretly tried in the past few days, and three silver needles have entered the body, except for the pain, there is no effect of improving strength.

"Master Long, is there a new way to deseal?" Ye Yuxi blinked lightly, there was one less means to save her life, and Ye Yuxi's psychology was somewhat bottomless.

"I'll have to wait for me to study this and tell you in a few days." Long Xiaopang waved his hand at Ye Yuxi, asking Ye Yuxi to wait for another talk, and then grabbed the rabbit and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Yuxi looked at Long Xiaopang's eating appearance, sighed, and tore off a rabbit leg.

Several people were eating barbecue, and suddenly Ye Yuxi's eyes were stunned, and his eyes looked cautiously at the black wind Tianzong and black yarn on the opposite side.

Hei Fengtian's face was calm, but Hei Sha frowned slightly.

Rumble!

A loud bang sounded outside the door, and the huge spiritual power fluctuation made several people stunned.

Ye Yuxi's heart sank, this feeling is so familiar!

Hei Fengtian stood up with a slap: "I'll take a look." ”

Ye Yuxi lowered his eyes and pondered, and also stood up: "Master Long, you eat slowly, I'll go out for a while." ”

Ye Yuxi, Black Wind Tianlong, and Black Yarn came to the door, and many people stood in the corridor on the second floor, all looking at the hall on the first floor.

The ground in the hall was blasted out of a one-meter-sized pit by spiritual power, and the teapot and bowl shattered to the ground.

Most of the diners had long since ducked aside, and the spacious hall had given way to three people.

"Help, save me, they're not human! They are not people, they are going to kill me, save me. A young man in his twenties glanced at the diners with a panicked face.

Ye Yuxi's gaze stayed on the young man, his face was yellow and thin, his eyes were bloodshot, the beards on his cheeks had not been trimmed for a long time, and the clothes on his body were not bad, but they looked dirty and had not been changed for a long time.

The diners around were afraid of provoking the fire, so they hid far away one by one, looking at the three people who were making trouble curiously.

"Those two felt weird." Black Veil stared at the two white-clothed men in the hall on the first floor.

"It's wrong." Hei Fengtian nodded in agreement: "That young man is an eighth-order high-level, and those two white-clothed talents are eighth-order junior, why is that young man afraid of being like this." ”