Feng Qing

They are all afraid of Yan's strength.

Of course, if you judge something only because of what you see, then you are doomed not to see the sun tomorrow.

The most obvious ones are smoked food and flow evil, and the most important point is the poison of the blood spirit.

No matter how Yan Hao and the remaining two big families plan, Qing Xuan has already started to act.

"Chansi, come with me."

"My lord, are you injured?" Chansi still has lingering fears about what happened just now.

"Why, you are afraid that my son will become a beast and eat you up?"

Qing Xuan approached suddenly, the fragrance on his body filled his nostrils, and after thinking about it, he took two steps back.

Yao Yao came out and saw this scene just in time.

"Brother Qingxuan, Chansi, what are you... doing?" She must have misheard just now.

Qing Xuan stood up straight, didn't take what happened just now to heart, spread his hands, and said, "It's okay, clean up, let's go to the street."

"Go, go to the street?"

"Yes, go to the street."

"But..." Yao Yao looked up at the barrier above his head, feeling worried.

"But what is it, clean it up quickly." Qing Xuan pushed Yao Yao into the room helplessly.

After a while, Yao Yao came out of the room in a light yellow dress, looking fresh and beautiful.

Qing Xuan turned around and walked out with a blank expression. The guard at the door seemed to have not seen Qing Xuan and his party, and just walked out through the door.

After going out, she was supposed to go towards the gate, but Qing Xuan went in the opposite direction and left by the side gate.

Yao Yao was very curious. Although the Lord's Mansion today was as quiet as before, she always felt that something was different.

What Chansi was curious about was why they could come out of the sycamore courtyard so blatantly, but no one stopped them.

Regarding the doubts of the two, Qing Xuan did not intend to explain their doubts. He walked straight forward and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous small shop. After a while, a man dressed as a servant opened the door and said to Qing Xuan very politely.

"Guest officer, we are already closed."

Yao Yao looked at the servant with a strange expression, "Why is the inn closed before Haishi?"

"The girl doesn't know something." The servant replied politely to Yao Yao's words, "In the past half a month, a lot of people suddenly came to the city for some reason, so even a small inn like ours is overcrowded."

"Where did the caravan come from?" Yao Yao wondered.

The boy shook his head, "This little one doesn't know."

Qing Xuan looked at the boy quietly, then raised his hand and raised the hair on his forehead, revealing those obsidian-like eyes, which turned purple in an instant, and the face of the boy scratching his head in embarrassment instantly changed Respectfully, he turned sideways to let Qing Xuan enter the shop.

Yao Yao looked confused, and Chansi frowned slightly in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young master, the young ones will be sent here, please do what you want, Mr. Xuanzifang on the top floor." The servant stepped back respectfully, not even daring to raise his head.

Chansi glanced back, turned around and followed Qing Xuan's pace, and came to the Xuanzi room that the boy said.

There is a very powerful formation here, which he cannot decipher, so it can be imagined that this place is not an ordinary inn.

Qing Xuan raised his hand and pushed open the door directly. The people in the room turned their heads to look at the door. When they saw Qing Xuan stood up from the table and ran towards Qing Xuan.