Long Yan didn't care and walked straight to the dining table where there was only one guest.

"Wow!" Almost at the same time, all the customers in the store knelt down.

Long Yan also knew why these people did this. He waved his hand and said softly: "Don't be formal, I'm just passing by for a meal."

No one listened to him, and almost all the guests did not dare to move. Long Yan was a little annoyed and ordered: "Get up. If anyone is still kneeling, I will kill him!"

The guests were at a loss what to do and quickly got up from the ground. The guests who were dining at the same table with Long Yan had the courage to squeeze into the dining table next to them, not daring to sit at the same table with Long Yan.

Long Yan frowned, but he didn't lose his temper because of this. He knocked on the table.

The owner and the waiter of the restaurant were excusing each other, and no one was willing to go forward to greet Long Yan. In the end, the owner had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward to greet Long Yan.

Long Yan was not particular about his food. He casually ordered four or five side dishes, and asked the kitchen to cut thirty pieces of beef to prepare as dry food on the road. A cultivator's appetite is astonishing. One person can eat as much as seven or eight mortals.

None of the guests in the restaurant wanted to stay here. They took advantage of Long Yan's meal time to pay their bills and leave. Long Yan knew why these people were behaving like this, so he pretended not to know and just immersed himself in eating.

A few men in gray clothes did not leave with the crowd. They spoke the dialect of the Black Iron Continent. Although they did not have eyes to see Long Yan, their consciousness was always firmly locked on Long Yan.

Feng Zhuan Can Yun finished eating a table of food. Long Yan burped with satisfaction and waved to the restaurant owner.

The beef had been cut and wrapped into a package for the boss. The restaurant owner came over cautiously.

Long Yan didn't ask about the price of the food. He took out two gold dollars and put them on the table. The boss wanted to refuse, but he was a little scared and didn't dare to say anything.

Long Yan asked for the direction of Weigang. He picked up the package on the table and prepared to set off.

Seemingly remembering something, he couldn't help but ask the restaurant owner: "Boss, I see that most of the buildings here are white. I wonder what the red building on the mountain is for?"

The boss didn't expect that Long Yan would ask this question. Of course he knew what the red building was, but he couldn't tell Long Yan.

"Guest, that is the Blood Drop Tower. It was built by the Supreme Dao monk of your country, Blood Phoenix Yu Xiao, to show his strength." At the table of gray-clothed people in the corner, one of the men interjected.

With clear thinking and eloquent speech, this is also a cultivator.

After Long Yan came in, he had actually noticed this table of people in gray. However, the most powerful people on this table were only high-level talents. Long Yan didn't take this group of people seriously at all.

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Long Yan's mood suddenly became a little heavy. He sighed slightly, nodded to the man who spoke, stopped talking, and walked out of the restaurant while carrying the package.

Without much effort, the men in gray clothes also hurriedly came out of the restaurant.

Upstairs opposite the restaurant, a young man in shorts did three or four somersaults in the air and landed firmly in front of the group of men.

The leader of the men in gray stepped forward and said to the young man: "Hurry up and tell Boss Cheng that this lonely bird cannot be allowed to fly."

The young man nodded solemnly and ran away.

This is a martial arts master. I saw him flying over the eaves and walking over the wall, taking three steps and two steps. His figure appeared on the nearby roof. In an instant, there was no trace. In just a moment, a black gull flapped its wings.

Flying high, flying north as fast as lightning...

Cheng returned with a headache. His best ship had been commandeered. This group of invaders from the Shenwu Empire had no reason at all. Nearly half of his men were being suppressed and searched everywhere.

What a little devil.

But recently, things have not been peaceful in the world. The Black Flag Army, the Five Chiefs, the Green Forest Sect, the Guangfu Society... these newly emerged organizations, under the banner of exorcism, are fighting against each other and fighting to the death. They want to stay out of the matter and remain neutral.

,Will not work.

He, a heroic man on the sea, is really hard to deal with. Behind him is Tang Xin, the boss, who has always told him to keep a low profile and be patient... How can he be patient now? Those new heroes are almost escorting him to drink.

Blood and wine. Otherwise, his maritime power will be uprooted. Today next year will be the anniversary of his death.
Chapter completed!