The two of them were still sitting like nothing was wrong, eating the dishes on the table, drinking wine, and Ye Qian drinking tea, completely ignoring the horrified eyes of the followers.

"Little...Little...Boy, do you know who he is? You...you..." His voice was trembling, not only afraid of Ye Qian and Mo Yan's strength, but also afraid of the consequences of their poor protection.

"I know, I'm a disciple of Medicine Valley. Besides, you guys do it first, we're just trying to protect ourselves." Ye Qian quickly swept the delicious food on the table, his voice a little vague.

"He is the only grandson of the three old Zhangs in Yaogu, how can you..."

"It tastes good. Do you want to eat it together?" The man was interrupted by Ye Qian before he finished speaking. In his eyes, no matter what his identity is, it is the same. Even if he is really a descendant of God, so what? Ye Qian is Ye Qian. If he provokes him, no one can feel good.

The meal ended in Ye Qian and the Demonic Flame fight. However, the young man still did not wake up, and the few followers did not dare to move, for fear of annoying the two unreasonable masters and being educated by love.

"What are you going to do next?" Ye Qian stretched and burped, as if the people around him did not exist. For them, the people around him who made a living by holding their thighs were not worthy of the eyes of the two.

"Let's go for a walk, I've never been to this imperial city." Mo Yan said, and walked out the door first.

"If you can come often, you will not be from the north." Ye Qian said with a smile and followed.

The two old men finally left, and the individuals quickly woke the young man up. When the young man woke up, he roared loudly: "I want to tear them into pieces." However, there were only him and a few of his followers in the store, and no one else heard his bold words.

Walking on the street of the imperial city and looking at the surrounding lights and decorations, it is like this every night. The most inseparable thing from the imperial city is the excitement. People and Yuan people are mixed together, talking and buying, as if this is just an ordinary imperial city. The moat passes through the city, and young men and women talk to each other on the small bridge on the river. The woman covers her mouth from time to time and smiles like silver bells. Everything is so beautiful that people temporarily forget the disputes and indulge in the desire.

Ye Qian and Mo Yan bought a mask on the side of the road and put it on their faces. Mo Yan's face was too eye-catching. In order to pay less attention, the two had to rest assured. After all, I don't know if the Yuwen family would take revenge secretly. Ye Qian once cherished his life very much, but now he cherished it even more. His arrogantness does not mean that he is stupid.

"Which major forces have arrived now? Where are they all?" Ye Qian asked without looking back at the scenery around him.

"As far as I know, they should have arrived. Except for the special resting place in Yaogu, some other disciples of other major sects can only stay in inns that are slightly more biased, which makes their vanity be punched. The small sects are basically arranged in inns that are more biased, and they are also conscious that in order not to cause trouble, they all take the initiative to choose those who are biased. At least they have never seen sects that are overestimating themselves to live in the central inn. Except for one..." Mo Yan suddenly stopped and looked at Ye Qian with a little meaningful meaning. Ye Qian also stopped, "Which?" A sect that he was extremely familiar with, Ye Huang Sect. With Ye Feng's personality, how could he be willing to live in inns that are more biased?

"Don't you already know, hahaha. As expected, what kind of sects and people are all a group of masters who are not afraid of heaven and earth." The demon flame laughed wildly, attracting many disgusting gazes around.

"Do you know the location?" The two continued to walk forward, and the eyes around them were ignored by the two.

"This is not a trivial matter, of course I know."

"I asked those people in the imperial city why they didn't know about the Yehuang Sect. Since it was not a trivial matter, they didn't know it." Ye Qian frowned, but immediately let it go. Ye Feng was probably too lazy to pay attention to those who were looking for trouble, so he didn't report himself. "Forget it, don't talk about these things, take me there."

The demon flame nodded. The scenery along the way was full of the smell of money. The man hoped that a woman he was holding would go home and make a mess, while the woman hoped to be with a wealthy businessman or a high-ranking official from now on. They talked and met with different people with their own purposes. It seemed that everything in this world had become too pedantic and needed to give up something for all kinds of things.

Magic Yan took Ye Qian back, but unexpectedly, not far from Yaogu Inn, the nine-story inn at Yaogu Inn suddenly came into view. However, Ye Qian's attention was all in the extremely lively inn in front of him. One floor was full of familiar faces, and every Ye Qian knew him, and passers-by would always look at him because the atmosphere inside was so hot.

Ye Qian looked at the little monk holding a large piece of meat and gnawing helplessly and said, "This kid has learned bad things."

The two entered the inn, but did not attract anyone's attention. There were too many people wearing masks in the imperial city, and Ye Qian was not short of Ye Qian. But the little monk stopped the movement in his hand and ran straight towards Ye Qian, "Master!" Then he hugged Ye Qian's thighs with his greasy hand, and everyone stopped.

"Master? It seems that there is only one little bald master, right?"

"Damn Ye Qian, where have you died in the past two months?"

"Come on, come on, three cups first."

"Hurry up, don't be fooled."

"What are you doing while standing? Come and sit down."

"Hurry up, what have you done these days? Why don't you come here soon."

The sound of complaints and teasing sounds made Ye Qian extremely warm. Looking at Ye Feng's concerned eyes, Ye Qian showed that hatred could be covered by warmth. The pain is soothed by emotions, because of the decrease of emotions, and even forgot about the pain.

Ye Qian took off his mask, his eyes were a little wet, "I'm back." His voice trembled a little, but tears would never fall. This time, the feeling of coming back seemed so different from every time before.

This trip to the Beast God Valley changed his mood, but he also knew that what is in front of him is the most worth cherishing. Today will become tomorrow's yesterday, and now will become the past in the future. Grasping all the happiness in front of him is the most important thing. No matter how deep the hatred there is in his heart, he cannot be blinded by hatred, resulting in inability to see the happiness and warmth in front of him.
Chapter completed!