Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Chapter 1128: Yangcheng Yangfu (2)

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The waiter recalled for a while, "You said this, it should have been two hundred years ago. I don't know how long it has been. But now the Yang family is in great prosperity. In the past ten years, they have vigorously cultivated the younger members of the family and have produced several geniuses. , they say that the Yang family will rule the world for hundreds of years."

"Be prepared for a rainy day. The qualifications of your descendants are equal to the future of a family." Ye Yuxi agreed with the Yang family's approach and waved her hand to the waiter to step aside.

"Master Long, what do you think about this matter?" Ye Yuxi retracted her thoughts.

"Huh? Shasi?" Long Xiaopang looked up at Ye Yuxi with a mouthful of rabbit meat, a look of confusion on his face.

Long Xiaopang has been concentrating on eating the meat since the barbecue was served. As for what Ye Yuxi talked about with the waiter, Long Xiaopang didn't care at all...

Ye Yuxi looked at Long Xiaopang's foodie expression and felt a little speechless. She thought that Long Xiaopang's mind had improved these days, but in the end he was still a foodie.

Speechless, Ye Yuxi repeated what the waiter said to Long Xiaopang.

"The Realm of the Yellow Spirit?" Long Xiaopang frowned and calculated Ye Yuxi's current strength in his mind: "You have advanced to the ninth level. The previous decryption method has become invalid. In the middle of the ninth level, you will definitely lose against the Realm of the Yellow Spirit. If you fight head-on, you will lose." But that’s it.”

Ye Yuxi nodded lightly. She had secretly tried that decryption method in the past few days. Three silver needles were inserted into her body. Apart from pain, there was no effect on improving her strength.

"Lord Long, is there any new way to decode the seal?" Ye Yuxi blinked her eyes. Without a way to save her life, Ye Yuxi felt somewhat unsure.

"I have to study this and let you know in a few days." Little Fatty Long waved his hand towards Ye Yuxi, telling Ye Yuxi to talk later, and then grabbed a bunch of rabbits and stuffed them into his mouth.

Ye Yuxi looked at Fatty Long eating, sighed, and tore off a rabbit leg.

A few people were eating barbecue when suddenly Ye Yuxi's eyes froze and she looked cautiously at Heifeng Tianzong and Heisha opposite.

Heifeng Tianzong looked calm, but Heisha frowned slightly.

boom!

A loud bang sounded outside the door, and the huge fluctuations in spiritual power stunned several people.

Ye Yuxi's heart sank, this feeling was so familiar!

Heifeng Tianzong stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Ye Yuxi lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then stood up: "Master Long, eat slowly, I'll go out for a while."

Ye Yuxi, Heifeng Tianzong, and Heisha came outside the door. There were many people standing in the corridor on the second floor, all looking at the lobby on the first floor.

A one-meter-sized pit was created on the ground in the hall by spiritual power, and teapots and bowls were shattered on the floor.

Most of the diners had already ducked aside, leaving the spacious hall open to three people.

"Save, help me, they are not human beings! They are not human beings, they want to kill me, save me." A young man in his twenties glanced at these diners with a panicked expression.

Ye Yuxi's eyes lingered on the young man. His face was sallow and thin, his eyes were bloodshot, and the beard on his cheeks had not been trimmed for an unknown period of time. The clothes on his body were of good quality, but they were dirty and looked like they had not been washed for a long time.

The diners around were afraid of getting angry, so they stayed far away and looked curiously at the three people making trouble.

"Those two people feel very strange." Heisha stared at the two men in white in the hall on the first floor.

"There is something wrong." Heifeng Tianzong nodded in agreement: "The young man is at the eighth level of advanced cultivation, and the two white-clothed talents are at the eighth level of junior level. Why is that young man afraid of being like this?"