"What are you looking at? If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"
A young girl wearing a white robe and carrying a sword on her back who just walked into the teahouse found Tian Xingjian staring at her with piercing eyes. Her face turned red and she couldn't help but screamed.
"Ah, I'm really sorry. May I ask if the girl is from Xiaoyaomen?"
Tian Xingjian just stared at the sect mark on the other person's clothes. Unexpectedly, he was misunderstood, so he quickly stood up and said with his hands in hand.
"So what? What do you want to do?"
A male practitioner came out, stopped in front of Tian Xingjian and asked cautiously.
Tian Xingjian confirmed that the other party was indeed a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, and said with a smile: "I have some friendship with Mr. Mo, the elder of Xiaoyao Sect. I wonder if Mr. Mo is in Xiaoyao Sect? I am about to go find him."
"Mr. Mo? Do you know him?"
"Exactly."
"He is not in the sect, so you don't have to go."
After the male disciple said this, he found an empty seat and sat down, not wanting to talk to Tian Xingjian any more.
Tian Xingjian was not willing to let the other person go, so he quickly walked over and asked, "So, brother, do you know where Mr. Mo went?"
"have no idea!"
The male disciple said angrily.
Although several Xiaoyao Sect disciples only have the strength of the outdoor realm, Chen Yang and Tian Xingjian also suppressed their auras in the outdoor realm, so several Xiaoyao Sect disciples did not take them seriously.
Tian Xingjian couldn't raise his aura to the realm of interior scenes at this time, and doing so would be a bit provocative. He swallowed his voice and said: "Brother, I really don't mean any harm, I just want to inquire about Mr. Mo...
..."
"You said I don't know, where did all this nonsense come from! Let me tell you more, I'll cut out your tongue!"
The male disciple was a little impatient and drew out his long sword with a "dang" sound.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Chen Yang stopped Tian Xingjian and said, "People say they don't know anymore, so don't pester them."
He turned to several Xiaoyao Sect disciples, cupped his hands, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it was my brother who was rude."
"Is an apology enough? Senior Brother Gao, this fat man's eyes have been rolling around on me just now. I saw what he was asking, Mr. Mo. It was just an excuse and he dug out his eyes for me."
The female disciple said coldly.
As soon as the female disciple finished speaking, the male disciple she called Senior Brother Gao completely drew out his long sword.
Several Xiaoyao Sect disciples behind him also followed suit and drew out their long swords.
When the guests in the teahouse saw this scene, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions.
"My junior sister said, if you keep your eyes, I will spare your life."
Another younger male disciple snorted coldly, pointed his sword at Tian Xingjian and said.
Tian Xingjian cursed secretly, but still suppressed his anger and said: "I'm afraid you may have misunderstood, I'm just looking at the mark on your body to confirm whether you are a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect."
"Senior Brother Gao, don't listen to his sophistry, kill him!"
The female disciple didn't listen to Tian Xingjian's explanation at all and acted arrogantly.
"good."
Senior Brother Gao responded softly, and then he raised his sword and stabbed Tian Xingjian.
"Stop it!"
At this moment, a sharp sound came from behind him.
The disciples of Xiaoyao Sect turned their heads one after another and saw a gray-clothed young man about thirteen or fourteen years old shouting behind them.
The female disciple couldn't help but frown and said: "What does it have to do with you? Are you and the two of them also in the same group?"