As soon as these words came out, the young women on the surrounding tables all cast angry glances at Xiao Yu'er.
Appearance is justice.
In any era, there is no shortage of handsome dogs.
In more modern terms, it is the yearning for a better life and the purest pursuit of beautiful things by human beings.
Because of the outstanding appearance of the young man in white, he attracted the attention of these women.
And Xiao Yu'er, who was dressed in tattered clothes, seemed to be very classless when he said such frivolous and ridiculing words.
"Little brother, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Biehe was also startled by Xiao Yu'er's words. He quickly stood up and bowed to the people around him: "Everyone, my little brother is talking nonsense after drinking. Please excuse me.
Everyone, I’m really sorry.”
Jiang Biehe also has good looks. Although he is a bit older, he is still able to withstand beatings. His clothes are neat and he looks like a person of high status.
Seeing Jiang Biehe's apology, the people around him nodded slightly and did not intend to go into details.
Jiang Biehe breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the young man in white, cupped his hands and said, "This young man, Jiang has apologized to you on his behalf. Today, I, Jiang, will pay for all your purchases in Linjiang Pavilion."
The expression of the young man in white did not change, he was still indifferent. He bypassed Jiang Biehe and looked directly at Xiao Yu'er.
Seeing the look in the white-clothed young man's eyes, Jiang Biehe frowned slightly and stood in front of Xiao Yu'er calmly.
The young man in white clothes held a folding fan and slowly said: "Your name is Xiao Yu'er?"
Hearing the young man in white calling him, Xiao Yu'er was surprised at first, and then responded: "That's right!"
"good."
The young man in white nodded slightly, as if confirming something.
The next moment, the figure of the young man in white suddenly moved, the afterimage flickered, a soft and long energy swam in his palm, and Xiao Yuer's face appeared.
"Um?"
Fortunately, Jiang Biehe was prepared and stretched out his hand directly to pull Xiao Yuer away.
Otherwise, a sudden palm might kill Xiao Yuer.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, and the entire tabletop was torn apart, and pieces of wood were scattered everywhere, frightening the people around.
"Kill people!"
"Run quickly!"
"Quickly go and inform the Forbidden Army that someone is taking action in the inner city."
"Don't the people in Linjiang Pavilion care?"
The guests fled in all directions, shouting continued, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
Jiang Biehe stared at the young master in white and said in a deep voice: "I am Jiang Biehe, and I have some prestige in the world. This young master, I have already apologized to you, why are you so aggressive?"
Only this time did the young man in white look at Jiang Biehe and said in a cold tone: "Get out of the way or die."
The young man in white had a cold tone, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Haha, then Jiang is going to ask for advice." Jiang Biehe laughed angrily, drew out his long sword, and rushed forward.
The young man in white used a folding fan instead of a sword and swung it at will. The powerful, vigorous and profound Qi surged out like a stormy sea, creating waves of aftermath.
"Boom boom boom..."
With just two moves, Jiang Biehe was almost defeated.
Jiang Biehe's internal energy surged, his face turned red and white, and he suppressed the surging blood energy.
"Hunyuan Zhenqi?"
"Are you from Yihua Palace?"
"No, why are there men in Yihua Palace?"
Jiang Biehe recognized the young man in white's heels and shook his head, extremely puzzled.
The young man in white is none other than Hua Wuque, the only male disciple of Yihua Palace.
Hua Wuque did not answer, but waved his sleeves, and the strong and powerful Qi flew away like a strong wind, blasting towards Jiang Biehe.
Jiang Biehe's expression changed slightly. He knew that he was no match for Hua Wuque. With a flash of thought, he decisively chose to avoid and moved away from him.
As soon as Jiang Biehe dodged, his surging energy went straight towards Xiao Yu'er.
Xiao Yu'er took advantage of the fight and had already slipped out several steps, but was still caught up by Jin Qi.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Yu'er's face turned pale and he tried to dodge, but due to his weak martial arts, he couldn't avoid it at all.
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over."
"I didn't expect that I would die young just after I came out of the Valley of the Wicked."
"It's over. If a few masters in the Valley of the Evil knew about it, they would probably laugh to death."
Xiao Yu'er's thoughts flickered, and his roaring energy was already approaching...
At this critical moment, a steady, peaceful male voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"No fighting is allowed here."
As the words fell, an invisible force of law suddenly appeared in Linjiang Pavilion.
The surging and whistling energy strangely dissipated when it was a palm away from Xiao Yu'er's body.
The true energy collapsed and turned into countless white mist, as if it was wiped out of thin air by invisible force.
"who?"
Hua Wuque's cold expression, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, became serious for the first time. He was on guard and looked in the direction of the door.
The next moment, a white figure wearing a Confucian shirt slowly stepped into Linjiang Pavilion.
As soon as the visitor appeared, the atmosphere of fighting in the entire hall disappeared.
Only a feeling of peace and ease remains.
When Hua Wuque saw this, he didn't hesitate at all. He moved and ran towards the window.
"You cannot perform Qinggong here."
As the voice fell, Hua Wuque's figure paused slightly, and his whole body stopped, as if he was being restrained by invisible means, making it difficult to perform any light skills.
"Who are you?" Hua Wuque asked.
"Liu Yun."
Zhu Youji glanced at Hua Wuque and replied.
At this moment, a figure jumped down from the attic and shouted: "Who dares to come to my Linjiang Pavilion to run wild?"
"boom!"
Before the person could finish speaking, he hit the ground hard, creating a deep pit and almost unable to get up.
Fighting is not allowed here.
Qinggong cannot be performed here.
The visitor took possession of both, and was greatly suppressed by the power of Confucianism and Taoism, which is why he looked so embarrassed.
"Ouch!"
This was a rather sturdy man, with a big body and a muscular face. The way he crawled out of the pit made Zhu Youji feel like a rolling brown bear.
The visitor crawled out of the pit with difficulty. His expression was very complicated, ranging from anger to grievance and fear. He whispered: "Which great scholar came to my small place like Linjiang Pavilion?"
"I hope you can raise your hand..."
As he was talking, "Brown Bear" saw Hua Wuque, his aggrieved round face was filled with smiles, and said: "Senior, come on, why do you need to use the magical power of [Speech and Dharma Sui]?"
"Senior, take away your magical powers!"
Hua Wuque had no expression, but looked at Zhu Youji.
"Brown Bear" was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around and looked at Zhu Youji, who was wearing a Confucian shirt.
At this moment, the "brown bear" was a little dumbfounded.