Chapter 1977: Youran Village

Woman, frowned and said.
The voice is low and unkind.
Xiao Yi ignored it, filled a glass of sake, with indifferent eyes, looking at the setting sun outside the fence.
Take a sip, then take a cup into your abdomen.
The child had already stood up, climbed back to the chair, and gobbled up again.
The woman frowned completely.
At the moment when her brows were frowning, an old saying in the air slowly spread into Xiao Yi's ears.
"Your Excellency, really don't even sell the face of my Yun family?"
Yunjia?
A few days ago, when Lei Guang was walking dangerously in the area of ​​the Eighteen Houses, he encountered a group of inhuman beings who claimed to be Wushan Yun Family.
Obviously, this Yun Family is different from Wushan Yun Family.
However, Xiao Yi was not interested in knowing what this Yun family was.
The air beside the woman flickered.
An old man appeared out of thin air.
The breath of the old man was even stronger than Meng Tian's strong bodyguard.
However, Xiao Yi's gaze did not even move half a minute.
On the table, a token appeared out of thin air.
"Either die or go away."
The wine glass was empty, Xiao Yi slowly put it down, still staring at the setting sun.
"Presumptuous." The woman narrowed her eyes.
In her opinion, Xiao Yi's actions were not only ignoring, but also contemptuous.
In an instant, she, who was in a bad mood, showed murderous intent.
"Get it for me."
The martial artist behind the woman and the martial artist behind the man were ready to move.
"slow."
Just at this moment, the old man yelled and narrowed his eyes.
The old eyes stared straight at the desktop token.
Token, all black.
On the front, there is a striking word ‘Tu’.
"Ren Tu, Tu Qianqiu?" The old man's expression suddenly changed.
"Your Excellency is Tu Qianqiu?"
Xiao Yi remained silent and ignored.
The old man did not ask any more.
Regardless of whether the broad black robe warrior in front of him is Tu Qianqiu himself, or it has a lot to do with Tu Qianqiu.
But the token in front of him was indeed a token for the murderous man to slaughter Qianqiu.
The old man whispered a few words to the woman.
You can vaguely hear the words of "Legendary Palace Master", "Heartless" and "Leave First".
Upon hearing this, the woman frowned, snorted coldly, and walked away.
The man also quickly got up, turned and left.
However, before leaving, he gave Xiao Yi a bitter look.
Xiao Yi didn't turn his head, nor did he see this gaze, but he could feel it.
But he ignored it.
He just enjoys his rare comfort, rare ease.
That touch of freedom is not because the name of this city calls the city of freedom, but only because of the word ‘free’.
Xiao Yi stared at the setting sun like this.
Keep watching...
Until the sunset disappears, the night quietly condenses.
Xiao Yi's gaze finally retracted.
A pot of wine, empty again.
An evening breeze came, cold and bleak.
"The two purposes of coming to Zhongyu, the first one will be met soon."
"The second one, I will finish it eventually."
"Freedom... heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently and stood up.
The originally peaceful heart became hot and boiling again.
The cold evening breeze did not cool his hot heart at all.
Turned around and went downstairs.
When he came to the counter, he took out a stack of silver notes, Xiao Yi left this free building.
"Guest officer, no, senior, go slowly."
Man, bowed respectfully and watched Xiao Yi leave.
In the evening breeze, Xiao Yi drifted away and gradually sank into the night.
Just at this moment, in front of the door of the building, the originally respectful buddy straightened his waist, the corner of his mouth, and grinned a weird smile.
The evening breeze hits, and the looming aura is actually only a little bit, far surpassing the previous two strong accompanying men of the Meng family and the Yun family.
...
In the night, Xiao Yi's footsteps gave a sudden pause.
Turned around slowly.
Behind him, the child who had previously met in the Zizai Building just followed and followed.
The moment Xiao Yi stopped, the child stopped immediately.
Xiao Yi frowned.
Turn around and move forward again.
Behind him, the child's footsteps moved again.
Xiao Yi stopped, turned around again, and slowly came to the child.
"You want to follow me?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.
The child nodded, then shook his head.
"No?" Xiao Yi's tone was still indifferent, but frowned slightly.
Boy, shook his head this time, but nodded again.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and thought for a few seconds, "You mean, yes, but neither is it."
This time, the child only nodded.
The child pointed to the front, "You and I just happened to be on the way."
"It seems safer to follow you."
Children, a little old-fashioned.
Xiao Yi was stunned.
He can't read it wrong, the child in front of him is obviously just a 7 or 8 year old child.
The face is all immature.
And old-fashioned, obviously just a child's costume.
The reason why Xiao Yi was stunned was because he suddenly saw that the child seemed to have the same immature shadow on his body.
Obviously he was just a young child, but he seemed to have a lot of stalls on his back, had to be old-fashioned and had to pretend to be extremely calm.
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.
Did not ask more, but turned and left.
Child, quickly follow behind.
Not long after, Xiao Yi walked out of the gate of this free city.
Child, still follow.
Xiao Yi slowed down so that the children could keep up.
However, he actually just wants to leave Free City.
It was accidental that he fell in Zizaicheng.
And the child, said to go with him?
"Where are you going?" Xiao Yi asked, looking at the children behind him.
Child, still pointing forward.
Xiao Yi felt it, "The mountain village ahead?"
Child, nodded.
"What are you going there for?" Xiao Yi asked casually.
The child said seriously, "I heard that there is the fastest place for people to become strong."
Xiao Yi nodded.
Behind him, the child turned his head and glanced at the huge city wall. His eyes were full of reluctance and sadness.
"What are you looking at?" Xiao Yi asked with interest.
"Look at this city again." The child replied in a deep voice, "This is the first time I have left Free City in my life."
"I heard that Zizailou is the best restaurant in Zizai City."
"I've never been, so I went here today and I was full."
"I'm afraid that I will never have a chance to eat it again; if I eat it now, even if I have no chance in the future, I will still have it."
A trace of determination and determination flashed across the child's face again.
Xiao Yi remembered the child's gorging, and after being thrown away, he still stubbornly climbed back to the chair and gobbled it again.
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled again.
...
After half an hour.
Xiao Yi stopped, and there was a village in front of him.
"Youran Village."
Xiao Yi muttered to himself, but frowned.
Outside the big city, there are many wilderness areas, as well as some small rural villages.
It is not surprising that a village has appeared here.
But what if there are strong people in this village?
Under Xiao Yi's perception, the entire Youran Village contained no fewer than a thousand people.
The weakest breath is at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, and there is no lack of martial arts power, and more than half of them are above peerless.
There was even some breath, even Xiao Yi squinted for it.
"This is where you want to go?" Xiao Yi glanced at the child.
"No." The child shook his head. "It is after this village."
"However, it is already safe here."
"Thank you, senior." The boy saluted respectfully, "I know, senior is actually not interested in coming here, just want to come with me."
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.
In his hand, a small ball of light bounced toward the child.
"A small gift for you."
The child took it and saluted again, "Senior, can you tell me your name?"
Before Xiao Yi answered.
The child added, "I want to know."
"Xiao Xun." Xiao Yi replied indifferently, "Your name is not worthy of letting me know for now."
The child squeezed his fists, "One day, I will let seniors hear my name."
"I hope so." Xiao Yi smiled, his figure flashed, and he left.
...
First more.
Update today, over.
I owe two more. In fact, I want to take a leave.
Tomorrow, count the two shifts owed on the first, and make up together.
Mainly the next plot, I am a bit tangled.
It just so happens that I think about it for another night.