Xiaoyue, a very ordinary name, but with this woman, it has an unusual taste.


    Ye QingHan holds the tea cup, sips the rare divine tea, refreshing, absolutely hard to find in the world, and the Emperor may not be able to taste it.


    "You must be the only one in the world who is qualified to taste tulips all over the sky," said Ye QingHan.


    "Sir, I''m so knowledgeable. I didn''t expect to know that this tea was full of tulips. I''m afraid the Emperor didn''t know it after tasting it." Xiaoyue''s fine light flashed, and his deep eyes were like a black hole in the depths of reincarnation, which made people dare not look directly at it.


    "Among the three ancient magic teas, daohuang tea ranks first. It is produced on the nihility mountain in the great wilderness. The second is'' snow flying '', which is produced in the desolate Jedi. It can be met but not sought. The third is tulip all over the sky. Daohuang tea is'' famine'', snow flying tea is'' cool '', tulip all over the sky is'' incense''. All three can help people understand the Tao and heaven Dharma and make people have an insight." Ye QingHan said faintly.


    "Giggle, it seems that this tea has not been wasted, but met a person who knows tea." Xiaoyue looked at ye QingHan''s calm eyes and said with a smile.


    "Taoist friend Xiaoyue, let''s get straight to the point and talk about something. You must have come to me." ye QingHan stares at Xiaoyue and wants to find out her ultimate goal.


    Xiaoyue looked at ye QingHan. With an elusive smile on her mouth, she whispered, "I have another name. It''s called broken sky. This time, I''m here to calculate it for you, but it''s not free."


    Ye QingHan frowned and suddenly remembered that before he died in his previous life, there was an old man who claimed to be a broken sky. He calculated it for himself and told himself that within three years, the great famine will be broken and his father will die. As a result, eight wars broke out one year later. Within two years, the famine was broken and he fell.


    "What did you get?" asked ye QingHan in a deep voice.


    Xiaoyue playfully touched Yu''s fingertips and signaled to talk about the conditions first.


    "What do you want from me?" asked ye QingHan again.


    At this time, Xiaoyue grabbed two chopsticks and threw them directly from the window.


    Whew——————


    Sing!


    The two chopsticks were faster and sharper than sharp arrows. They broke through the void and hit the opposite room.


    Poof——————


    Ah——————


    Immediately after two screams, two people rushed out of the room, looked at Xiaoyue in horror, turned and left.


    "If you want to hear it, come to the teahouse. It''s not that the little woman doesn''t listen." Xiaoyue said coldly when her breath changed. Her voice was piercing and made people feel hairy.


    All of a sudden, the rain and clouds gathered, and the streets were dark and silent.


    There were only two people in the teahouse. It was empty all around. The windows of the surrounding rooms were closed one after another. They didn''t dare to see or listen again.


    Ye QingHan is cold at the bottom of his heart. His strength is strong to the limit. I''m afraid it has a very important relationship with the broken sky that year.


    "Little girl has little taste. She just wants something that doesn''t belong to you - the supreme snow lotus." Xiaoyue stares at ye QingHan and tells her purpose in her heart.


    The room was suddenly quiet, even the sound of heartbeat and pulse vibration could be heard, and they looked at each other.


    After a long time, ye QingHan shook his head and said, "no matter what you calculate, it''s not worth the price of the supreme snow lotus."


    "Oh? Where''s your life?" Xiaoyue asked.


    "My life, no one can take it away, unless I don''t want to live." ye QingHan said firmly.


    "Hahaha, this sentence reminds me of what a supreme being said to my Shizu. Unfortunately, he didn''t listen to my Shifu and died." Xiaoyue said with a smile.


    Ye QingHan was silent. He did say so when he was faced with Paotian. As a result, he died. Now he doesn''t believe in evil. He still says so, not only because of his self-confidence, but also because this Paotian is not the old man. Otherwise, he would not hesitate to throw the supreme snow lotus to him.


    "Since you don''t give it, I''m not reluctant, but I still tell you the answer. The wedding will become a funeral. Your life will fall in February! If you are willing to hand over the supreme snow lotus, you may have half a chance to live. Otherwise, you will die! If I''m wrong, I''ll give you three more for free. If I''m right, it''s a pity that you don''t have a chance to see me again." Xiaoyue said confidently.


    Ye QingHan stared at Xiaoyue and said hoarsely, "if I''m really desperate, I''ll give the supreme snow lotus to the girl."


    "That quiet, wait for your wedding, the little woman will arrive." Xiaoyue smiled and disappeared in front of Ye QingHan.


    Ye QingHan watched Xiaoyue disappear, but he couldn''t catch any spatial fluctuations, and the corners of his eyes beat.


    "Great man."


    Ye QingHan took a deep breath, sat in his seat for a long time, poured out all the checks in the tea cup, and drank alone for half an hour.


    "A wedding becomes a funeral, and life falls in February!"


    Ye QingHan leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and said to himself. He had to be vigilant. It was really powerful. The old man died without listening to him for the first time. If he was not prepared this time, he would die!


    Until late at night, there were no pedestrians outside the window, and the teahouse boss dared not remind ye QingHan, so he waited downstairs slowly.


    After a long time, a cold wind blew his black hair. Ye QingHan woke up from his confusion and immediately got up and left the restaurant.


    Dark streets, wisps of divine knowledge, some patrol, some kill, obviously not a group of people.


    The people of Shenzong have also entered the God of wealth city. They just resist the opportunity and don''t choose to do it. Some experts sit in the God of wealth city and keep patrolling. Whoever dares to use force in the God of wealth city is tantamount to offending all the powerful forces in the city, but not only the Wang family, and Shenzong can''t bear the anger of so many forces.


    Ye QingHan walked in the cold wind. The wind rolled his clothes and made a sound of hunting. He was silent all the way and gradually approached the Wang family.


    After returning to the Wang family, ye QingHan began to borrow resources and prepare to close the door in this short month, impact on the peak cultivation of the Supreme God, and finally become the primary perfection of the Supreme God, so as to save his life in this troubled world.


    Didi——————


    Just as we were about to close the door, a signal came from the messenger.


    Ye QingHan saw that it was Yanyun north. He had arrived at the provincial capital.


    This kind of ultra long-distance communication is very unsafe. Generally, important things will not appear in the communication.


    Ye QingHan only returned five words: Zuo Shuaifu, Jing and so on!


    Immediately, ye QingHan began to enter seclusion, and a large number of rare treasures were transferred by the Wang family. It seems that he is doing his best to support ye QingHan''s advancement.


    With the support of the largest consortium in the world, ye QingHan lost his worries and began to attack the realm quickly.


    The divine power wanders all over the body, and there is no bottleneck in the soul of the Lord of the world. As long as the divine power is enough, the understanding of the realm is not a problem at all.