"Brother Yang, after shopping for so long, why don't we go to the tea house and drink some spiritual tea? Fang Zixuan said.

Compared with spirit wine, Fang Zixuan felt that he was more inclined to spirit tea.

"That's fine. Yang Jian said, I drank too much spirit wine, and it was not bad to change the taste occasionally. In other words, the level of tea houses in Typhoid City should be higher than those in other places, right?

"Then let's go to Qingmingju. Fang Zixuan said. There are so many tea houses, Fang Zixuan is naturally most familiar with Qing Ming House.

"Whatever. Yang Jian said.

The hall furnishings of Qing Mingju in Typhoid City are not very different from those in other places, they are all "Tea Sutras" by the tea saint Lu Yu hanging on the green bamboo wall, but because the space is much larger, there is also an extra pool, in which some lotus flowers are planted, and under the lotus flowers are colorful goldfish. And the business of this Qingming House seems to be quite good, and people come in and out from time to time.

"Four sons, please inside. A maid in Tsing Yi said.

Probably keeping pace with the times, in small places, the maid is either the realm of a military general or the realm of a martial marquis, but in a big place like Typhoid City, the cultivation of the maid is in the realm of the martial king. People in this realm can at least become elders when they go to those small sects.

Not only the maid keeps pace with the times, but even the spirit tea is, in small places, the variety of spirit tea is less, the quality is mainly lower grade, and some medium grade, a very small amount of top grade, and in a big place like Typhoid City, it is either medium or high-grade, and there are many varieties.

Yang Jian and the others rarely drank tea, so they asked Fang Zixuan to order some tea.

Fang Zixuan was only slightly better than Yang Jian and the others, so he asked the maid to recommend it to him.

"The four sons might want to try the daffodil tea. The maid said.

"Then daffodil tea. Fang Zixuan said, he has never drunk or heard of this tea, so he can give it a try. Perhaps, this is because the maid thinks that they don't understand tea, so they recommend a medium-grade spirit tea to them, and take the spirit tea to drink for themselves and others, which is probably a cow chewing peonies.

After a while, a tea maid named Narcissus walked in and made tea for them.

Looking at the cup of soup in front of them, which was bright in color and with the fragrance of orchids, Fang Zixuan and the four of them took a sip.

The taste is rich and mellow, and the aftertaste is sweet and refreshing.

Even Yang Jian, the three people who don't understand tea at all, know that the cup of tea in their hands is good tea, at least for ordinary people like them.

Knowing that Fang Zixuan and the four of them didn't understand tea, Narcissus briefly introduced Narcissus tea.

However, the four of them still knew that tea was for tasting, and they needed to drink it slowly and taste it slowly, so they didn't make a sip of tea like a cow chewing peonies.

Before you know it, the daffodil tea is finished. Yang Jian and the others were full of praise, and Fang Zixuan was also satisfied.

When they were waiting for the checkout, Fang Zixuan and the four of them actually had a vague feeling of heartache, not that they couldn't afford it, but that the price was really expensive, but thinking about Qing Mingju letting a good-looking martial king serve him and others for a long time, he felt a little better.

After settling the account, the maid in Tsing Yi took Fang Zixuan and the four of them to leave Qingmingju.

It's just that Fang Zixuan and the four of them just walked out of the private room a few steps ago, and they heard that there was a little noise outside Qingmingju, could something have happened?

Driven by curiosity, Fang Zixuan and the four of them walked quickly to the hall of Qingmingju, and then they saw more than a dozen women following behind a young man in white.

What a handsome jade-faced little Langjun!

Yang Jian and the others couldn't help but secretly marvel.

And unlike Yang Jian's reaction, Fang Zixuan suddenly showed an expression of disbelief after seeing this young man in white, because he recognized this young man in white.

Forceless!

This extremely handsome jade-faced little Langjun is Li Wuxin, who has not seen him for more than 2,000 years!

It can't be such a coincidence, right? first met Yang Jian and the others, and now met Li Wuxin?

Fang Zixuan shook his head vigorously, and then fixed his eyes to see it, that's right, this young man in white is Li Wuxin.

Seeing Fang Zixuan, Li Wuxin's cold face couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, but soon this trace of surprise disappeared.

Yang Jian and the others were amazed by Li Wuxin's handsomeness, and they didn't notice Fang Zixuan's reaction.

"Li, Brother Li, really, is it really you?" Fang Zixuan rushed forward in surprise.

"Hmph. Li Wuxin just snorted coldly and didn't speak.

As soon as he saw this familiar reaction, Fang Zixuan knew that he was really unintentional.

"Haha, I really didn't expect to meet Brother Li in Typhoid City, fate, fate. Fang Zixuan said with a smile.

"Brother Li, it turns out that Childe's surname is Li. I don't know what my full name is. A woman said.

Li Wuxin glared at Fang Zixuan, and then said to the maid in Tsing Yi: "Lead the way." ”

It's all you, what nonsense.

Fang Zixuan vaguely guessed the meaning of Li Wuxin's eyes, probably because Li Wuxin didn't want to talk to these women, but he inadvertently exposed Li Wuxin's surname.

So, Fang Zixuan couldn't help but smile. Can I be blamed for this? I don't know what's going on.

Li Wuxin ignored Fang Zixuan, but walked forward behind the maid in Tsing Yi.

Fang Zixuan hurriedly followed and said with a smile: "Brother Li, it just so happens that I'm also going to drink tea, why don't you go together?"

Yang Jian and the others were speechless for a moment.

Blind people know that you have just finished drinking tea and are leaving, but you still dare to say that you are going to drink tea? Is this hippie smiling person still the humble and low-key peerless genius Fang Zixuan that he knows? Why does he look like a "womanizer" with huge skin? Or is it a scoundrel?

It's just that Yang Jian and the others really didn't expect that Fang Zixuan actually knew this extremely handsome but cold jade-faced little Langjun. Although Li Wuxin didn't speak, and he didn't pay much attention to Fang Zixuan, everyone with a discerning eye knew that they must know each other, and it seemed that the relationship was okay?

Li Wuxin ignored Fang Zixuan, but continued to walk forward.

Fang Zixuan ignored the strange gazes projected from behind him, and followed Li Wuxin's side closely, while maintaining a smile on his face all the time.

Yang Jian and the three of them glanced at each other, and then followed.

The dozen or so women followed.

This made the people of Qingming Ju dumbfounded, what is going on? I have seen a group of men chasing beautiful women, but like this, a group of beautiful women chasing a man, they have encountered it for the first time. But then again, this young man in white is really handsome and beautiful, and there are several beauties among the dozen or so women plus the people in Qingmingju, but none of these beauties can compare to half of him, or even a third. A man is actually more beautiful than a beautiful woman, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe what others said.

Coming to the front of a private room, the maid in Tsing Yi pushed open the door, and Li Wuxin walked in, but before the maid in Tsing Yi walked in, Fang Zixuan strode into the private room before the maid in Tsing Yi.

The figure of the maid in Tsing Yi froze for a moment, and then she walked into the private room.

This man is so thick-skinned!

Li Wuxin looked at Fang Zixuan expressionlessly, and only after a few breaths did he snort coldly, then sat down and picked up the tea list and looked at it.

Yang Jian and the three of them walked to the front of the private room, glanced at Fang Zixuan, who was sitting opposite Li Wuxin, and didn't know whether they should follow in.

Leave first?

If Li Wuxin was just an ordinary person, Yang Jian and the others would probably do this, but Li Wuxin was so handsome that Yang Jian and the three of them couldn't help but have a trace of their thoughts.

If this Li Wuxin is a woman, she will definitely be on the Hundred Flowers List, and it is very likely to be the top ten or even the top five!

How did Fang Zixuan know this iceberg that is so handsome that it is not like words?

Hey, forget it, it seems that I still don't fit to stay. Yang Jian and the three of them glanced at each other, and then prepared to leave. However, when they saw the dozen or so women behind them, they couldn't help but stop. Because these dozen women completely blocked the corridor.

I've seen a group of men chasing a beautiful woman, but like this, a group of beautiful women chasing a man, it's really the first time they've seen it. However, Yang Jian and the three of them can understand the feelings of these dozen women, if Li Wuxin is a woman, then they may probably do the same.

couldn't walk if they wanted to, so Yang Jian and the three had no choice but to walk into the private room.

The dozen or so women obviously wanted to follow in, but the next moment, with a wave of Li Wuxin's hand, the door of the private room was closed.

Fortunately, I came in fairly quickly, otherwise. Yang Jian and the others couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Hey, why am I glad?