"Is Bai Zhanpeng looking for us, or your lady?"

Bai Yanliu frowned lightly and asked lightly.

Ye Zhong sneered, with a contemptuous light in his eyes: "This girl, Master Bai Shao may not even know you, but to see you is naturally my lady."

What kind of identity is Bai Zhanpeng?He is the young master of medicine, and an ordinary person needs him to come in person?

Really a joke!

"Oh."

It wasn't Bai Zhanpeng who wanted to see her. Bai Yan's face was a bit cold: "I don't know your lady, go back."

"This girl," Ye Zhong's face was cold. "My young lady is a medicine man. It wouldn't be nice if you don't see me?"

Bai Yan Zi felt that the comer was not good, but she asked herself that except Bai Zhanpeng, she had never had any other communication with the people in Yaomen.

This lady of medicine is even stranger!

"It turns out that the medicine gate likes the strong man's trouble." She smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, and her black eyes stared at Ye Zhong coldly.

"you……"

Ye Zhongzheng was about to get angry, and a gloomy breath swept across the front. With a bang, his body turned into a gust of wind and flew out quickly.

As soon as the man attacked Ziyi, his silver hair was like a demon. His tone was cool, and his voice was cold: "Wang's wife doesn't want to go, who dares to force me? Get out!"

"Cough!"

Ye Zhong coughed twice, he coughed up two bloods, and got up from the ground. He only felt the pain in his chest. His old face was pale.

"Uncle Zhong."

Just then, a crisp and soft voice came from behind, like a breeze, warm as spring.

"Miss."

Ye Zhong turned around and asked Bi Gong with respect.

At that moment, the hall below the teahouse was silent, and everyone's eyes were on the green shirt woman on the aisle on the second floor, with surprise in her eyes.

"It's Ye Ying girl, how come Ye Ying girl?"

There is no third-generation heir to the Yaomen heirs. Therefore, as the maiden family of Madam Lijing, Ye Ying, Ye Ying has become the target of the competition among the disciples of Yaomen.

There are many young talents who are now rubbing their hands and going to talk, but when they feel the cold temperament of Ye Ying, they can't help but retreat ...

"Uncle Zhong, what are you doing?" Ye Yingliu frowned lightly and looked at Ye Zhong with dissatisfaction. "I asked you to invite two guests, but you are so rude to my guests? Not happy to give them Apologies for admitting mistakes! "

Ye Zhong stunned, bowing his head unwillingly: "Two, I'm sorry, just now I was rude."

Ye Ying pursed her lips, her eyes turned to the two in the box, and the corners of her mouth raised a shallow arc.

"Most of my people have offended me just now. I also ask the two to forgive me. I wonder if I can go in for a cup of tea?"

Her voice is soft and her brows are smiling, no one can refuse such a peerless beauty.

Di Cang's face gradually sank, his phoenix eyes flashed over Han Mang and said coldly: "My wife does not want to get along with strangers."

The implication is that you can go!

After hearing this, Ye Ying was not annoyed. Her eyes turned to Bai Yan with a smile: "I will introduce myself first. My name is Ye Ying, girl. You must have come to the alchemy master meeting? I can introduce you to our medicine. The elders of the door, let them guide you a few tricks, how? "

If Bai Yan didn't hear Ye Ying's words, she stretched lazily lazily, her body was very lazy, like a sloth leaning on Di Cang's chest.

"Di Cang, your face is really easy to provoke peach blossoms, and it looks more beautiful than a woman."