Qiu Lan did not act randomly. From before, her spiritual mind has been monitoring everyone. Anyone who looked at them with dirty eyes was not spared. Those with clear eyes only ate a little.

The pain of flesh and blood.

...

When he came to the tallest and most magnificent building, Qiu Lan found that Bing Chen and others had not entered. When he was about to ask, he heard Bing Chen say: "Qiu Lan, clear the place."

She was stunned for a moment at first, but then Qiu Lan pursed her lips and smiled, bowed slightly and said, "Yes."

Slowly rising into the air until reaching the halfway point of the building, Qiu Lan's Yuan Power surged and she shouted softly: "Tingyi Building, today my Yaolingdan Medicine Pavilion is reserved. I hope you can give me face and leave quickly."

.”

The sound was not loud, but it was mixed with the impact of Yuan Power and Soul Power, and it was directly transmitted into everyone's ears.

Within a moment, many people rushed out of the building. Until ten minutes later, the entire building, except for a few stubborn people, was completely empty.

"Yao Ling Tribe, you are becoming more and more domineering."

With a low shout, he saw a young man rushing out of the building, standing in the sky not far from Qiu Lan.

Qiu Lan frowned slightly when she saw the person coming.

Wearing a white shirt and holding a long sword, even if he was several feet away, he could still feel the chill.

A member of the Ice Soul Sect!

"Fellow Taoist, could you please do me a favor? Our Yaoling Clan wants to purchase some items here today. Qiu Lan would like to thank you in advance." Qiu Lan bowed slightly and said.

"snort!"

The young man snorted coldly, seeming very unconvinced.

"Made!"

Below, Bingchen looked unhappy and impatient. He quickly came to Qiu Lan and asked directly: "Are you leaving alone, or should I take you off?"

"Clan leader, no!" Qiu Lan quickly sent a message to Bing Chen.

When the young man heard this, a sneer appeared on his face.

In this Ice Soul City, no one can disturb the order, not even the monks with advanced cultivation. What's more, the young man is a member of the Ice Soul Sect, so he is even more ignorant of Bing Chen's threat.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Bing Chen was about to take action, but a small hand pulled the corner of his clothes.

"Husband, Yao'er is in a very bad mood."

Yunyao acted like a weak little girl who had been wronged.

Gudong...

The young man's eyes widened, he swallowed, and stared at Yunyao, looking up and down unscrupulously.

With a flash of murderous intent in her eyes, Yun Yao tugged on the corner of Bingchen's clothes again, and said softly: "Husband, Yao'er wants to vent her anger, is that okay?"

Gently touching Yunyao's face, Bingchen said in a gentle tone: "Just don't beat her to death."

"Um."

Yunyao nodded obediently.

Slowly flying towards the young man, Yunyao still looked soft and frail, harmless to humans and animals.

Seeing the beautiful woman flying towards him, the young man breathed heavily and his heart beat faster. He had already thought of thousands of gentlemanly and funny words in his mind that could make the woman feel good.

"I'm coming......"

"girl......"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!