"I don't care what kind of ghost corn you are. If you dare to anger the emperor's power, you will have to fall to the ground! Cai Youji, you should cut them down for me!" Li Wei shouted loudly.

"Prince, this journey is to join Kunlun Mountain, representing the imperial court to attend the meeting, not to fight." Cai Youji put his sword back and returned to the sheath, and took a few steps back.

Lu Kun and Xue Tianhao also took back the ring-buckling sword and the soul-breaking gun, and set a distance between Yan Yunting and Wujie, and were in a stalemate!

"Rebel! Rebel! You wild men in the world! This king's association will attend the meeting on behalf of the court, which will give you enough face! You dare to humiliate me today! When you return to Chang'an, I must report to my elder brother and kill all of you in the Nine Clans Association!" Li Wei pointed at everyone angrily.

Yan Yunting shoved Li Wei away and said coldly: "Prince, I have no children, no father or mother, no wife or concubine, how can you kill my nine clans? Besides, according to the speed of the plague, Chang'an may be in danger."

"Be arrogant! Look at this crazy guy! How dare you say crazy words that disobey my great Yan! Cai Youji, when will you wait until you don't kill him?" Li Wei shouted again.

Yan Yunting whispered: "Others may not dare to say that, but I, Yan Yunting, are the most qualified. I have been to Yongcheng with Old Sword God Su, and have personally participated in the Tianshan disaster. I know the nature of the plague. If you don't believe it, you can walk and see!"

"Oh... You see, this matter is so troublesome. Everyone takes a step back and sit down. Eat some good wine and dishes to relieve their breath and relieve their breath..." Wang Wuheng was in the middle of both sides, crying with his face, and being polite to accompany him.

Yan Yunting was too lazy to get entangled with him, so he returned to sit down with Wujie. The others also took back their anger and sat back in their seats.

There was a silence in the inn, and the eyes of both sides were coming and going, as if they were fighting coldly with their eyes.

"It's the food!"

Several guys pushed the dining cart and served the dishes from the table. Each dish was served in a different dish, with a complete color, fragrance and flavor.

The so-called "eat the mountains by the mountains, eat the sea by the sea", a table of ten dishes, half of which are delicacies of jade pan. Paired with the unique "pear blossom pure wine" in Yuzhou, this supper is simply too rich.

"Well... the world's No. 1 chef is indeed well-deserved, delicious, delicious, so delicious!"

Su Yunying picked up a piece of pork elbow and stuffed it into her mouth, eating it greasy. But Sichuan cuisine is mainly spicy. After a few bites, her face turned red and her sweat was raining. Looking at the four women in the entire inn, she was the least reserved.

Sometimes, it is not necessary to resolve conflicts by swords, and a fine dish can achieve such an effect. Everyone puts their minds on eating and temporarily puts down their hatred.

After three rounds of wine, Yan Yunting felt that it was time, so he walked towards Lin Xiaofeng's table with the wine pot.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Baili, I have something to ask for. Yan Yunting took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Lin Xiaofeng and Baili Zhaohua.

"Let me guess first, do you want to get on the ink boat, right?" Lin Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"Sure enough, all scholars in the world are equally smart." Yan Yunting took out the "Momen Order" and handed it to Baili Zhaohua: "This is the ticket to be lowered. Mr. Baili, please check it out."

Baili Zhaohua glanced at the token and nodded slightly, but felt quite regretful: "Young man, Su Zhen... has he really passed away?"

Yan Yunting sighed lightly, "Yes. The old Sword God Su entrusted me this token before his death, saying that if you have any trouble in the future, you can use this token to find you in Tianji Pavilion."

Baili Zhaohua said: "This purple-gold Momen Order is not qualified to hold by me. It is the giant's waist card. Since you hold it, you will be the guest of my Momen."

"Since everyone has eaten, let's go, so that no one will cause trouble while drinking." Lin Xiaofeng stood up and said.

Li Wei and his group stared at Yan Yunting with fear. If they stayed in the inn tonight, it would definitely be uneasy.

Yan Yunting turned a blind eye, walked to the tables of several people in Peacock Tower, and invited with a smile: "Everyone gets on the boat with me?"

At this critical moment, no one wanted to cause trouble anymore, and the three women did not refuse. They stood up and left the inn with Yan Yunting and others.

"I'm so embarrassed, considering the special reasons, I won't let you stay overnight tonight." Wang Wu went out to see him off with apologies.

"Boss Wang, you are polite. We have caused you trouble." Lin Xiaofeng bowed and took out a certain amount of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it to Wang Wu.

"I can't-"

"Take it, everyone in Qingyilou has given money, can we still lose it?" Lin Xiaofeng said.

Wang Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Then I will be disrespectful."

Speaking of Qingyi Tower, He Jingyun and three Qingyi guests also walked out of the inn: "Mr. Baili, we also want to buy a ticket to board the boat. Do you want to offer a price?"

"This is the first time I'm doing business with Qingyilou," Baili Zhaohua pointed out a finger: "One hundred taels."

He Jingyun took out a ingot of silver and threw it to Baili Zhaohua: "Thank you."

So, the group did not make any more politeness and walked towards the ink boat at the dock together.

...

Although the ink ship is not as prosperous as the public transport ship, it is also clean and decent and elegant. Several guests from Baili Zhaohua arranged their own residences and ordered the Momen disciples on the ship:

"Let's go early or late. To avoid trouble, let's set sail."

Then, lights lit up on the boat, and stepping on the afterglow in the horizon, the ink boat slowly sailed out of the dock.

Leaving the noisy Yuzhou City, there are only a few fishing fires left on the river. The fishermen's shouts echoed between the canyons, which instead set off the tranquility of the night.

Qingyan stood at the bow of the boat, and the breeze raised her skirt and moved. Her hair was also disturbed by Yan Yunting's heart.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Yan Yunting stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Qingyan stroked her messy black hair, but said in a cold voice: "I'm just taking a walk after dinner, and it just happened to be at the bow of the boat. Who is waiting for you?"

Yan Yunting smiled and said, "The words are right and wrong."

"Then I'll go." Qing Yan turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey hey, just think it's a walk and meeting. It's harmless to chat?" Yan Yunting stopped the beauty. Her look back, the indifferent and stubborn look, was so beautiful.

"This is the trauma patch I asked Yunying for. She said it was refined with exclusive herbs. If you apply it to the wound, it will heal in three to five days, and it will heal in seven to eight days without leaving any scars." Yan Yunting took out a transparent waist patch with a wide little finger and handed it to Qingyan.

Qing Yan glanced at it, shook her head and refused: "It's so ugly that it's so ugly."

"But if you don't stick to it, your face will be ruined." Yan Yunting tore off the medicine stick and gently faced Qing Yan's cheek.

"I... will do it myself." Qing Yan took the medicine sticker and turned around. After fiddling with her for a while, she slowly turned her head, raised her chin and presented her side face to Yan Yunting: "How about it, isn't it ugly?"

Yan Yunting was stunned. Qingyan putting such a small piece of gauze on her face changed her cold and elegant appearance and became much more playful and cute. It was so beautiful, it was really beautiful.

Maybe she is cute, but her environment and identity have to pretend to be a living person and not enter.
Chapter completed!