"Ahem, in that case, it's up to you.
But it's best to take some time out to tell us about your situation. The Xuantian Baohui will last for seven days, so don't let others worry about you all the time."
Yan Quan stood up and said, in fact, it is better not to let anyone come to find him, as he has enough troubles to deal with.
He didn't want to be caught by those bad women in front of Tong Ranran.
"It's getting late. It's a waste of time to stay in the room all the time. Let's go to the Beigong restaurant and have a seat."
Yan Quan suggested, and Tong Ranran naturally had no objection.
As long as the right to speak does not touch her bottom line, then she is a good disciple.
…
"Huh... I didn't expect everyone to like coming to this tavern to relax."
After taking a sip of hot tea, Tong Ranran looked around curiously.
It was noon at this moment, and all kinds of people were coming in and out of the tavern.
"This precious gathering is a rare opportunity for these people. In order to get as much information as possible during their rest time, this place is naturally the best choice."
Yan Quan said lightly.
"Excuse me, can you share a table with the three of us?"
After the three big men of other races entered the tavern, they looked around for a few times, then came to the table of the person with the right to speak and spoke.
"No problem, please..."
Yan Quan said slowly, probably because of the way they were dressed he thought it would be more efficient to share a table with them.
"Wow, this little sister's outfit is so special."
One of them spoke.
"Yeah, but my little sister seems pretty good looking too. I wonder if she's married..."
Another bald little boy spoke excitedly.
"Pay attention, you bastard!"
The person who first suggested sharing the table tapped Xiao Qing's arm and said.
"Haha, no problem, no problem. Would you like some tea?"
Yan Quan laughed and made a cup of tea for each of the three people.
"Haha, thank you very much, brother. I'm Mao Heng, this is Mao Ran, and the one who spoke without thinking is Mao Yu. Please forgive me, brother."
"My name is Chu Quan, and this is my disciple Ran Ran. Judging from your attire, you are probably not cultivators from around here..."
"Yes, we are from the Northern Hairy Barbarians. We are here as representatives of our tribe to do some business."
Mao Heng spoke.
"Well, we are also entrusted by our tribe..."
"Fellow Daoist Chu, I wonder if you have... that... what was the name of that human cultivator..."
Mao Yu interrupted Yan Quan with a loud noise.
"Daoist companion..."
Mao Ran on the side reminded coldly.
"Yes! A Taoist partner. I wonder if you have one. If not, my sister is still unmarried!"
"Ahem! My master is not here for a blind date."
“…”
Before Yan Quan could speak, Tong Ranran interrupted Mao Yu and looked at him with hostility.
"You kid! Behave yourself.
I'm sorry, Brother Chu, his sister has been single for a long time and wants to marry a monk with good temperament and high status, so..."
"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. I don't have a Taoist partner yet, but I won't consider these things for the time being."
Yan Quan said helplessly.
"Ah... what a pity...
I said, why are we coming to Beigong? All the beauties are in Nangong. I want to go to Nangong.
I originally wanted to bring back a beautiful wife this time so they can see how powerful I am."
Mao Yu sighed.
"You look like a jerk who has never seen the world.
When you meet Miao Yutao and Nangong Yue, you will know what a true celestial being is."
"Really? Is she prettier than that cool beauty I saw today?
If I bring back a fairy like that..."
"Hey, isn't this Mao Yu from the Maoman tribe? His mind is still full of women as always.
Ha ha ha ha……"
Just as Mao Yu was expressing his ambitions, shouts of several young foreigners from a table not far away were heard.
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