In the afternoon, Falling Dragon City was full of wind and sand, so even though autumn was approaching, the weather was still dry.

Bai Si descended from the sky with his sword and landed gently at the city gate.

He sensed it first, but did not notice Luo Qingshui's aura and could only frown slightly.

Bai Si walked into the city gate with his sword in hand. There were many vendors selling vegetables and clay pots at the city gate who were shouting. He hesitated whether to go forward and inquire.

Suddenly a drunk man bumped into him, and the smell of alcohol from the street rushed into his face.

Out of politeness, Bai Si still held him firmly and did not push him away.

This was a man wearing a gray robe, with stubble all over his face, and holding a wine gourd in his hand. Even though he was drunk, he kept pouring the gourd into his mouth.

"Hey, I'm sorry! Young man." Li Zongsheng was about to go out of the city, but he happened to bump into Bai Si. His tone sounded like he was thinking of an old man.

Bai Si stretched out his hand to support Li Zongsheng, but suddenly felt something strange about him. This man's muscles were vigorous and powerful, and he seemed to be a cultivator of immortality, and his cultivation level was higher than his own.

Look at the Taoist robes he is wearing, they are particularly similar to the Taoist robes from Shushan.

"Excuse me, are you a disciple of Shushan?" Bai Si was curious.

"Disciple of Shushan? Well, let's count it as half!" Li Zongsheng wanted to stand firm, but his feet still couldn't stop swaying.

Seeing this, Bai Si was frightened and stretched out his hands beside him to prevent him from falling.

"I am Bai Si, a disciple of the third elder of Tianshan Sect. I wonder if this dear friend has seen my two young disciples." Bai Si looked at the Taoist robe on Li Zongsheng again. He could wear the white Taoist robe of Shushan into gray. This man

It's also awesome.

However, the disciples of the four sects are familiar with each other, and Li Zongsheng should also know the clothes Yan Jinyu and others are wearing.

So if he really saw Yan Jinyu and the others, he should remember them.

"I, I, vomit, vomit!" Li Zongsheng opened his mouth to reply, but a burst of sour and spicy juice surged in his stomach.

"My dear friend, I must have never seen him so drunk." Bai Si sighed. Li Zongsheng was so drunk that even if he had seen him, he couldn't remember it.

"I have something important to do. I'm afraid I can't protect you, and I forget to be more careful." Bai Si waved goodbye to Li Zongsheng.

The Tianshan sect and the Shushan sect actually had good relations. When Mu Yunfei was still alive, the Shushan sect and the Tianshan sect exchanged disciples to learn from each other and learn from each other's strengths.

However, after Mu Yunfei's death, Mu Yunqi thought that this move was not necessary, and the Tianshan Sect had not had any contact with Shushan for more than ten years.

If Bai Si didn't have something important to do today, considering the friendship between the Tianshan Sect and Shushan, he might have escorted Li Zongsheng all the way back to Shushan!

It's a pity that Bai Si is not in that mood at the moment, nor does he have the effort.

He had just taken two steps when Li Zongsheng's call came from behind him.

"Hey!" Bai Si turned around, thinking that Li Zongsheng had remembered something.

But I saw him tremblingly stretching out his hand and pointing in front of him.

"Which door should I go out through?"

Bai Si took a closer look at the city gate. It was clear that Falling Dragon City had only one arch.

He sighed and said softly, "Just keep walking forward and take the middle door."

After saying that, he stopped staying

, and walked towards the market, there might be a greater chance of finding Luo Qingshui and the others in a busy place.

After Bai Si's figure disappeared, a smile slowly appeared on Li Zongsheng's lips.

"Hey, if you don't ask me, I know, but I just won't tell you! Hehehehe!" He smiled as he continued to stagger out of the city.

Bai Si probably never thought in his dreams that Li Zongsheng was actually awake.

He had just said goodbye to the Shushan disciples, and suddenly woke up in his heart. Shushan was different from the Tianshan sect. Only the true disciples could wear white robes, while the other disciples all wore dark blue robes.

There are only five elders in Shushan, and there are naturally only a handful of true disciples. If the clothes the man was wearing were white, then whose disciple could he be?

Bai Si was puzzled, and finally shook his head. He really couldn't connect the drunken Taoist priest just now with the Shushan True Disciple, so he should go find his junior brothers and sisters first!

He originally thought that it would be easy to find them with his spiritual knowledge, but until dusk, when the sun had already set from the sky, he could not find Yan Jinyu and the others, so he had to find a place to stay first.

Bai Si raised his head and glanced at Yunlong Inn. Although it looked deserted, it seemed to be the largest inn in the city, so he had no choice but to walk in.

"Waiter, please go to the lower room and have another bowl of plain noodles." Bai Si took out some broken silver from his waist.

Disciples of the Tianshan Sect are never short of money, not to mention that Bai Si comes from the Fairy Farm Garden, which is just a hobby of his being thrifty.

"Okay, sir, the Yangchun noodles will be here soon, but the room may not be available." The waiter said with a smile.

"Why?" Bai Si was stunned and confused.

Because the shop looked deserted, it didn't seem like there were many customers, and there were only less than ten tables occupied, so it was impossible for it to be full.

"It would have been possible on normal days, but today our shopkeeper heard that demons are coming to Tiandu City, so all the guest rooms are no longer open to the public except for those who have paid, because we can't know with our naked eyes.

Sir, are you a monster or a human?" The waiter said timidly, as if he was afraid of being beaten.

Because of this rule, he has been scolded countless times today, but he has no choice but to obey the rules set by the shopkeeper.

"It's okay, just bring me the noodles. I'll eat a bowl of noodles and leave." Bai Si smiled slightly.

He knew the waiter's difficulties, so naturally he would not make things difficult for him.

Bai Si took back the broken silver, took out twenty copper coins and handed it to the waiter.

"Okay, thank you, sir."

"A bowl of Yangchun noodles!" The waiter put the coins in his pocket and put them away, shouting towards the kitchen upstairs.

Bai Si looked around the room and realized why there were so few people eating here today.

Except for a few people who looked like businessmen, there were only three desert people sitting not far away.

Two men and one woman are both immortal cultivators, but they don't look like bounty hunters.

Bai Si had already seen many bounty hunters when he came in from outside the city. Their most obvious characteristic was that they were ruthless and always had a straight face.

In their eyes, anyone can compete with them for business, so they always work alone.

The three people in front of me were chatting quite happily.

"Hey, Bayar,

Look at the young man sitting over there. He seems to be quite polite. He can compete with the young man we saw during the day." No matter how you say it, Sa Ren is a girl. When you see a handsome guy, you will naturally look at him twice.

Eye.

It was just that during the day, Yan Jinyu was already with Luo Qingshui, so Sa Ren misunderstood, but Bai Si was only one person in front of him.

So Saren secretly looked at him while drinking.

The three of them had already arrived at the Yunlong Inn yesterday and had renewed their room for half a month today, otherwise they would probably have to sleep on the street.

"Humph, it's just an embroidered pillow." Lang Mo stared at Bai Si and said contemptuously.

Desert people like to wear short-sleeved shirts because the muscles on their bodies are particularly full, making them more cold-resistant.

Naturally, the same goes for Lang Mo. He has dark skin and sharp muscles. He naturally disdains a pretty boy like Bai Si.

"Huh, embroidered pillow, I am also a descendant." Bayar glanced at Bai Si and saw his strength at a glance.

"So what if he's an immortal? Do you believe that I can defeat him with one move?" Lang Mo shook his head and argued with Bayar. His hand on the table made the entire table tremble.

"Come on, come on, we just destroyed someone's kitchen today, don't make it a big deal again." Seeing that Lang Mo was a little angry, Sa Ren hurriedly warned.

"Sir, your Yangchun noodles are ready." The waiter came down from the second floor with a smile, holding up a bowl of steaming noodles, and gently placed it in front of Bai Si.

"Thank you." Bai Si was not restrained, took the noodle bowl, took out a pair of chopsticks and started eating quietly, while Saren still peeked at Bai Si.

Lang Mo looked at Bai Si who was eating noodles quietly and then looked at Sa Ren, feeling particularly unhappy.

"Boy, come here and cut two kilograms of cooked beef for this young man." He took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, which seemed to be about two taels.

But two taels of beef does not require two taels of silver at all.

"Hey, OK, come here, come here." The waiter hurriedly took the money.

In his eyes, as long as he makes money, he doesn't care about other things.

Bai Si was stunned for a moment. He didn't know that Lang Mo was going to cut the beef for him. It wasn't until the waiter brought up the cooked beef and placed it in front of him that Bai Si raised his head.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Saren was a little angry and pulled Lang Mo's cloth.

"It's nothing, it's just that this young man is thin and sleeps outside tonight, so I'm afraid he'll freeze." Lang Mo snorted coldly.

"Lang Mo, that's enough. What's going on today? Are you so angry? Don't you think you've caused enough trouble?" Bayar lowered his voice. He always regarded Lang Mo as his younger brother and Saren as his younger brother.

His sister, so naturally he didn't know what Lang Mo was thinking.

But even if his brother did something wrong, he still had to be disciplined, so Bayar scolded him in a low voice.

Bai Si looked at the clearly sliced ​​cooked beef in front of him, then looked at Sa Ren and Lang Mo. Being smart, he seemed to understand something and just stretched out his hand to push.

Under the waiter's surprised gaze, the plate actually flew out and landed squarely in front of Lang Mo. The beef slices inside remained motionless.

"I was just passing by here for a quick meal. I don't know why I disturbed the three of you. Please don't worry, sir. I'll finish this bowl of noodles and leave." Bai Si said quietly. He didn't accept Lang Mo's favor.
Chapter completed!