Yang Qingxuan was shocked. The voice was very familiar.
Sure enough, three figures walked in from outside the wine shop. They were Li Hongxiu, Che You, and Wei Qing.
Che You shouted, "This wine shop is good. It gives me a very friendly feeling."
He turned his gaze, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Yang Qingxuan's table, and said, "Maybe something interesting will happen."
When the grey-robed man saw the three people, his face turned ugly.
The middle-aged man was also surprised. He looked at the three people, especially Che You and Wei Qing. The more he looked, the more surprised he became.
Wei Qing looked back coldly. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be saying, "Do you want to die?"
The middle-aged man turned his head and continued to drink. There was a bitter smile on his face.
Yang Qingxuan thought the middle-aged man knew Li Hongxiu and the other two, but it seemed that he didn't know them. He couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by 'interesting'?"
The middle-aged man said, "I've just divined that there will be 'interesting' people coming here, and there will be more than one of them. But I'm not sure who they are." He smiled at the grey-robed man and said, "And according to the divination, you will return empty-handed today."
The grey-robed man's face twitched slightly. He said, "Huangji Scripture!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It is the second chapter of the Heavenly God Technique, Huangji Scripture."
"Bang!" The wine bowl in Yang Qingxuan's hand was shattered. The remaining wine spilled out. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. A circle of flame spread out from his fingertip and evaporated the wine.
His eyes were wide open, full of shock and confusion.
The Heavenly God Technique seemed to have only appeared in the Firmament Star Field. After leaving the Firmament Star Field, he had not heard of it. At this moment, when he heard the name, he lost his composure.
At the other table, Li Hongxiu said in a low voice, "That Fishman looks strange."
Wei Qing indifferently said, "What? Do you find it interesting?" Thereupon in a loud voice he said, "Waiter, give me a pot of fish head soup."
The waiter's forehead was full of black lines. He glanced at Yang Qingxuan out of the corner of his eye, afraid that he would be angry. Seeing that Yang Qingxuan was not angry, he trotted over and stood in front of Wei Qing with an apologetic smile. "Sir, this is a tavern. We don't have fish head soup."
Wei Qing said, "If you don't have fish head soup, can't you buy one from another restaurant?"
The waiter hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Wei Qing's unkind expression, he didn't dare to offend him and hurriedly ran out to buy fish head soup.
Yang Qingxuan was in a state of extreme shock at the moment. He didn't hear Wei Qing's words at all. Instead, he stared at the middle-aged man with wide eyes.
Not long after, the waiter ran in with a pot of steaming hot fish head soup. The fish's mouth was exhaling hot steam, and the fragrance permeated the entire tavern.
Only then did Yang Qingxuan come back to his senses. When he smelled the fragrance, he subconsciously said, "Waiter, I also have fish head soup."
The waiter staggered and almost fell down with the soup.
"Pfft!"
Che You spurted out a mouthful of wine and shouted, "What's going on? This fishman also drinks fish head soup? "
His voice was so loud that everyone in the tavern heard it.
Only then did Yang Qingxuan realize that he had turned into a fishman at the moment.
Wei Qing's pupils shrank slightly. A trace of doubt flashed through his eyes, but then he sneered and said, "What does it have to do with you if other people drink fish head soup? You're meddling too much. "
However, his eyes were fixed on Yang Qingxuan, as if he was suspicious of him.
Yang Qingxuan was a little scared by his stare. He simply ignored it and let him stare at him. Then he turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "May I know your name?"
The middle-aged man said, "My name is not worth mentioning. But this gray-robed friend, may I know your name?"
Yang Qingxuan was a little dizzy. It turned out that they didn't know each other.
The gray-robed man snorted coldly.
The middle-aged man said to Yang Qingxuan, "May I know your name?"
Yang Qingxuan saw that the gray-robed man was also staring at him. He thought to himself, "It turns out that these two people don't know me at all, and they don't know each other either. Damn it, what the hell is this?" Naturally, he refused to say his name. He just picked up the wine and drank a few mouthfuls.
The three of them went around in a circle. In the end, no one introduced themselves, and no one knew each other.
At this time, the waiter brought a pot of steaming hot fish head soup from outside and carefully put it in front of Yang Qingxuan. As soon as he put it down, he quickly ran away, as if he was afraid that Yang Qingxuan would suddenly attack him.
Two people walked in from outside the tavern. The one in front was an old man in a red robe, and the one behind him was a middle-aged man in a green robe.
As soon as the two of them entered the tavern, Yang Qingxuan's heart beat wildly. He was inexplicably shocked and looked at them in horror.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, but he found that there was a barrier around the two of them, which directly blocked his Fiery Eyes of Gold. He couldn't see anything clearly.
Yang Qingxuan was startled. He hurriedly withdrew his Fiery Eyes of Gold, filled a bowl with fish soup, and lowered his head to drink it to hide his embarrassment.
However, his heart was in turmoil. After he stepped into the Lord of a Thousand Realms, the power of his Fiery Eyes of Gold had increased several times. That day, with the help of the Karma Power, he could see through time and space, but he couldn't see through the two people in front of him.
The middle-aged man, the gray-robed man, Wei Qing, and Che You were also shocked and looked over in surprise.
The old man and the green-robed man didn't care and found a table to sit down.
The old man said, "Strange, isn't this a tavern? Why is there fish head soup here? "
The green-robed man said, "It should be a new signature dish. Look, the Fishmen are drinking it. It should be very delicious."
The old man nodded and called out, "Waiter, a pot of fish head soup."
The waiter was speechless and hurriedly said, "Sir, please wait a moment." He turned around and left the tavern. He was so fast that he almost bumped into a white-robed man who had just entered the tavern. The white-robed man grabbed the back of the waiter's collar and skillfully spun on the spot, allowing the waiter to stand firm.
The white-robed man smiled and said, "Be careful."
The waiter apologized repeatedly and ran out of the tavern.
Yang Qingxuan saw the white-robed man almost choke on a piece of fish meat in his mouth. He took a deep breath and swallowed it. His fish eyes bulged. The white-robed man was Xuan Tianji.
Xuan Tianji went straight in. He looked around and walked to Yang Qingxuan's table. He sat down facing the gray-robed man and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm just here to join in the fun."
The gray-robed man stared at Xuan Tianji for a while. The corner of his mouth raised into a sneer and said, "It's okay. You can come with me later."
Xuan Tian Ji scooped a bowl of fish soup for himself and drank it, saying with a smile: "If I could make a trip with you, it would naturally be for the best, but there are people who want to kill me, and I fled here to seek refuge."
Yang Qingxuan drank the soup silently. He didn't know if Xuan Tianji recognized him. He thought to himself, "Who is chasing you?"
Xuan Tianji said, "They're here. The two people who are chasing me are here."
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