Yan Yu's beautiful eyes narrowed, and he could feel that the murderous intent was approaching the back of his head.

And a little guy who had been leaning quietly in Yan Yu's arms suddenly got up and wanted to protect his mother! He tried hard to hold his mother's head, "Ah!"

Yan Yu hugged the crawling baby tightly and refused to let him get out of her arms, so as not to be affected by the murderous intent behind him, but he said it too late, then it was soon--

"Take it!"

A giant sword that was steeply shot out from another corner of the second floor! And the staff swung by the great monk, Yu Yanyu made a loud interlacing sound behind him.

Then, before the other two-story tea shops left the scene, the monk wearing an old monk's robe cursed angrily, "Damn it! Jun Huan! You are the first disciple of the Gentleman Sect and the famous sect, but you have blocked me from killing demons and eliminating demons!"

"Since you recognize Young Master Jun, you should know that Youdu is the territory of Junzi Sect, and it is not your turn to take action, a monk from the Western Regions.

Besides, I look at you as poor as you, I am afraid you are still a fake monk who was expelled from the Buddhist sect!" A very calm spectator, he gave a remarkable answer to a monk instead of Jun Huan.

"You are talking nonsense!" The monk who was torn apart looked coldly at the sight of the melon-eating spectator sitting near Yan Yu, "I am a direct disciple of the Fan Sect. Don't say that wind is rain!

Moreover, if you don’t say anything, the witch is clearly using the forbidden technique - soul-catching technique, and should be stopped and sentenced to death! But you are protecting her, are you interested in her beauty?"

As soon as this statement comes out...

The other tea guests on the second floor and the melon-eating spectator who spoke subconsciously looked at Yan Yu and Yan Shushu in front of her with strange eyes.

Yan Shushu's condition at this moment was indeed very dazed, which made the monk say more and more righteously, "Look! This is obviously the sequelae of being used for soul-calculating. I'm afraid that this poor woman will go crazy and become a fool!"

"Hiss..." Several tea guests felt their heads chill and their hair was creepy, "Then, this is such a femme fatale..."

This is not very pleasant to Yan Xiaobao's little ears, so he struggles! He wants to come out of his mother's arms and help him scold people!

But Yan Yu refused. She just looked up at Jun Huan, a disciple of Junzi Sect in the opposite corner. When the latter saw her, he had already bowed to her.

Yan Yu frowned slightly, and then he heard Yan Shushu, who had recovered from his senses, screaming, "Yan Ziyu! What did you do to me!"

"What do you think?" Yan Yu glanced at Yan Shushu indifferently, knowing that he could not ask anything anymore, but he felt a little regretful.

But this regret is just a little bit. Yan Yu already knew what he wanted to know the most, so she stood up with her baby in her arms.

Then, she didn't even look at the monk, nor did she look at Yan Shushu anymore, but just walked towards the corridor on her own, as if there was nothing between heaven and earth to let her care, but let her stay, which could stop the way she was going...

Yan Yu! She first made the monk stunned for a moment, and then irritated him, causing him to sacrifice his staff again, but-

"Clang!" Jun Huan, a young disciple of Junzi Sect who fired his sword again, had already suppressed the monk's staff tightly.

"You! Jun Huan, you..." The monk who wanted to curse out loud, couldn't scold him anymore.

Because Yan Yu had already walked down the corridor, she had already spit out an ancient voice, "Om."

And this ancient voice was leaked on the spot! All the power on the monk's staff also blocked the power around the monk, giving him a sense of suffocation.

“Om…”

The entire teahouse also resounded through Yan Yu's voice, which was heard everywhere, and was elegant and peaceful, purifying everyone's inner distractions, making people subconsciously obsessed with intoxication.

After a long time...

The monk who had just turned around was stunned, "What, how is it possible? This is the supreme mystery of my Buddhist sect - the sound of Buddha's voice, how could she? She, isn't she a witch? How could the witch use such a saint's power?"

The monk was stunned.

The original tea shops on the second floor are also constantly stagnant.

But no matter how confused they were, they were subconsciously looking for Yan Yu's figure, and they had the intuition that the other party was not a witch but a goddess at all!

But Yan Yu has left long ago.

Only then did Shi Shiran walk to the city gate, Yan Yu, who had not yet met with Yin Liufeng and others, was stopped.

The one who stopped her was not someone else, but Jun Huan, a disciple of the Junzi Sect who had taken action to block the great monk before.

As soon as he appeared, a little guy in Yan Yu's arms looked at him with caution, "Da?"

Yan Yu asked while comforting the cub, "Is there anything wrong?"

Jun Huan, who was asked, took out an invitation and handed it to Yan Yu in a concise and straightforward manner. "Yan Pavilion came from afar, and my Junzi Sect would like to invite you to participate in the Junbao transaction in two days."

"Ah?" Yan Xiaobao looked at the invitation that looked red and carefully studied it, as if he could understand it...

Yan Yu agreed to the invitation, "Okay."

Jun Huan bowed and said, "If Master Yan Pavilion has a secret treasure to trade, you can find it at any time. I have been in Junbao Pavilion recently. You can find someone to summon me at any time."

"Okay." Yan Yu nodded, without saying anything or asking more.

Jun Huan, who was not good at speaking, could only say goodbye, "If Master Yan has nothing to ask, I will say goodbye first."

"Okay." Yan Yu was actually not interested in Junbao transactions, so she would agree to go, because the baby seemed very interested.
Chapter completed!