Emperor Tianwu

This man looks very handsome. His white eyebrows not only do not reduce his handsomeness, but make him look different.

Hearing this, Yun Chen smiled and said, "I am a casual cultivator!"

The white-browed man frowned, then smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist is so modest!"

After saying this, he stopped talking.

It would be strange if Yun Chen could sit next to him and be a casual cultivator.

But since he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions, so he simply shut his mouth.

Yun Chen sat there and waited quietly.

Not long after, he saw an acquaintance, the girl in red. Luo Hongyu said that the girl's name was Yu Xiaoxiao, the daughter of Yu Aofeng, the lord of Fenghua Fairy City.

"Xiaoxiao, you are here."

"Fairy Yu."

Seeing Yu Xiaoxiao coming, many cultivators hurriedly greeted her.

This is Yu Aofeng's daughter, the little princess of Fenghua Fairy City, so they naturally want to please her.

Of course, there were also some cultivators who sat still. These people were either from the top forces or were local geniuses. A mere daughter of a city lord was not worth their loss of face to please.

Yun Chen sat in the same place, glanced at Yu Xiaoxiao and stopped paying attention.

This woman had already been labeled dead by him, but he could not touch her for the time being, after all, he was not strong enough.

When he has the ability in the future, he will not let go of not only Yu Xiaoxiao, but also her two friends.

Soon, Yang Zheng and He Qingfeng also arrived, and the two sat in a row with Yu Xiaoxiao.

Two people also sat in the empty seat next to Yun Chen. Yun Chen knew one of them, Yang Jianbo.

Even though it had been a while since the incident, Yang Jianbo was still furious every time he thought of being defeated by Yun Chen, and even his apprentice's alchemy furnace was directly snatched away by the other party.

"Okay, if you keep having such a stinky face, Young Master Qin will probably be unhappy when he sees it. Once he is unhappy, it will be difficult for you to exchange things from him." The middle-aged man on the side persuaded.

As an elder of Xuanyue Xianzong, he naturally did not want Yang Jianbo to be upset about the previous things.

After hearing this, Yang Jianbo's originally stinky face softened a little, but there was still no smile on his face.

Yun Chen saw this and shook his head slightly.

This guy is too narrow-minded, and he may only be an immortal king in this life.

Yang Jianbo saw Yun Chen shaking his head, and suddenly he was so angry that he asked, "Boy, why are you shaking your head?"

"My neck is uncomfortable, can't I just shake my head?" Yun Chen said lightly.

Hearing this, Yang Jianbo almost couldn't help but take action. Fortunately, his companion quickly pulled him back and warned him coldly: "Elder Yang, don't forget where this is. I know you are about to become a disciple of Taixuan Saint Sect, but you are not yet!"

Yang Jianbo calmed down and looked at Yun Chen coldly. Then he said to the man beside him apologetically: "I'm sorry, Elder Mo, I have been too impatient recently!"

In fact, Yang Jianbo himself was also very strange. For some reason, as soon as he saw Yun Chen, he wanted to take action and kill Yun Chen directly.

You know, he didn't know Yun Chen at all!

What's more, the other person just shook his head. Even if he had something to do with him, he had no reason to kill him directly, but what was the murderous intent in his heart?

While Yang Jianbo was still thinking about it, an extremely powerful momentum instantly pressed on the whole scene.

Immediately, a line of figures came out from the door on the side.

Walking in the front were a middle-aged man and a young man.

The young man had red lips and white teeth, and looked very handsome. He was wearing a white robe and had a gentle smile on his face, which made him easy to be liked.

"Meetings to City Lord Yu and Young Master Qin!"

Seeing these people coming, almost all the cultivators stood up and clasped their fists.

Seeing that everyone stood up, Yun Chen also stood up and pretended to clasp his fists.

"Everyone, on behalf of Fenghua Immortal City, I welcome you all. I hope you can spend a pleasant night. Come on, serve the food!"

The tall Yu Aofeng said, and he had already sat down.

Maids immediately came out from the surroundings, holding trays in their hands. On the trays were various delicacies, exuding a rich and incomparable fragrance.

In addition to the delicacies, there was also a pot of wine.

Yun Chen didn't care about these, but the many cultivators who came, after seeing the wine bottle, all had bright eyes and excitement on their faces.

"This is, drunken lovesickness!"

"A drunkenness will relieve lovesickness."

"The city lord is really generous. I heard that this kind of wine can be sold for 100,000 middle-grade immortal crystals in Fenghua Restaurant."

"So expensive?"

"Nonsense, you don't know, this thing is wine, but it is also a magical power. It's a pity that except for the brilliant Fenghua Emperor back then, no one else can comprehend the magical power of lovesickness. Once it is pointed out, people will fall into lovesickness and cannot extricate themselves."