Martial Arts: Storyteller in the Valley of the Wicked, Xiao Yuer works part-time

"Mr. Ye has finally come out, but the last two episodes of the bookstore have lost Miss Haitang's call, so I'm not used to it!"

A quack muttered something casually, but as soon as he uttered the words, his companion glared at him.

"Why are you staring at me? What's wrong with me?"

The Jianghu guest's companion glanced at Ye Chen on the high platform, and said with a tangled expression: "It's nothing."

"Just shut that stinky mouth of yours."

On the high platform, there is a small green wood table, a folding fan, and a cup of tea.

Other than that, there was nothing else on stage.

"Whoa!"

The folding fan unfolded, and Ye Chen smiled, as if everything was the same as usual, and there was no difference.

"Everyone, it's been a long time!"

"Mr. Ye, stop delaying the time and start speaking quickly."

"That's right, don't use this old trick."

Facing everyone's urging, Ye Chen said with a smile: "Everyone, don't panic, I will start talking now."

After taking a sip of the tea, Ye Chen said, "The book continues from last time, Sedum subdued the Demon Emperor with great perseverance and wisdom."

"Xu Changqing brought Qing'er back at a critical moment, and took out the water spirit beads in his body to successfully seal the demon lock tower."

"Ran Qing'er has been sealed for many years, and she relies on water spirit beads to maintain her life."

"Taking out the water spirit bead is tantamount to taking Qing'er's life."

"After Sedum woke up and found out about this, she immediately ran to the main hall of Shushan Mountain to ask Qingwei to save Qing'er."

"It wasn't until then that everyone knew that Qing'er was not dead."

"Shushan saved Qing'er's life with the mortal sacred lotus, which was originally a sacred object for the elders of Shushan to prolong their lives."

"But Qingwei and the others can show it without reservation. Such a style is enough to be called a master."

"However, the Huxinlian is a sacred object in the world after all, and it can only be raised but not saved for Nuwa's descendants."

"If you want to save Qing'er, you must find the Holy Spirit Orb other than the Five Spirit Orbs!"

Ye Chen's voice echoed, hearing that Qing'er was saved, some book fans immediately became excited.

However, the bustle of the Ping An Inn today seems to be much smaller than in the past.

Chapter 225 Endless lovesickness, the Ping An Inn is here

Ye Chen's voice echoed in the inn.

When everyone heard the legend of Xifeng and the goddess Shuibi, some people's eyes turned red.

"500 years of waiting, 500 years of loneliness."

"The love between the brook wind and the clear water is really a dry sea."

"That's right, but why did Mr. Ye arrange such an ending, making a pair of lovers wait for 500 years."

"Let's put the matter of Xifeng and Shuibi aside for now. I feel more sorry for Zixuan and Xu Changqing now."

"Entangled for three lives, but they will be separated again soon, and this time, they will never see each other again."

"Why does Mr. Ye just not arrange a happy ending for lovers, can they really not be together?"

"You don't need to stay together forever, ten years, five years, or even one year."

"Why is Mr. Ye just unwilling to let lovers get married in the end?"

......

Tianzi No. [-] room.

Wu Xingyun raised his head and drank the Sansheng wine in the cup.

All the past events flooded my mind one after another.

The years are long, and the bitterness of waiting for a hundred years is the most understandable to Wu Xingyun.

500 years, a time long enough for the sea to dry up and the rocks to rot.

Goddess Shuibi waited for Xifeng for 500 years, why didn't she wait for Wuyazi for 80 years?

Thinking of this, Wu Xingyun looked at the wine glass in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Drink the wine in the glass and look back at the three things."

"Just 80 years is enough to break your heart. If you really have seen all three lives, what kind of pain would it be?"

......

Inn corner.

Xiao Yu'er swallowed Sansheng wine silently.

A tear of sorrow slipped down the corner of his eye, Hua Wuque wrote a letter some time ago.

He said that Murong Xian fell in love with a man, a son of a scholarly family.

Although this person's family background is poor, he is devoted to Murong Xian wholeheartedly, and the two have now made a marriage contract.

After a while, they will get married, and Xiao Yu'er also received an invitation from Murong Xian.

Turning his head to look at the sky outside the inn, Xiao Yu'er only had endless grief in his eyes.

He must go to Murong Xian's wedding, not only to go, but also to quietly watch Murong Xian get married.

......

Time passed little by little, and the story of the fairy sword in Ye Chen's mouth made everyone feel uneasy.

Although Jing Tian and his party have already obtained the Holy Spirit Orb, Qing'er is also saved.

But everyone always felt that there was greater pain waiting for Sedum and the others.

"Zixuan returned Mo Zunlou's heart to him, and since then there has been one more sad person in the world."

"Everyone saw the past in front of the light curtain of the seabed city, but the future is blurred."

"However, when everyone left, Solanum nigrum quietly watched her own future."

"Seeing the scene in the picture, Solanum nigrum was full of thoughts, but no one noticed the strangeness of Solanum nigrum."

"After getting the Holy Spirit Orb, everyone returned immediately, and Mao Mao, who strayed into the fairyland during the period, also returned to everyone."

"But on the way back, Jing Tian and the others returned to Yong'an, and only Zixuan and Xu Changqing returned to Shushan."

......

After telling a story, Ye Chen picked up his teacup and took a rest.

However, there was already a mess under the high platform.

"No, how could this Xie Jianxian unify the six realms at once?"

"That's right, the story of Sedum and the others going to Anxi is still very warm, why did the style suddenly change?"

"Actually, it's not a sudden change in style. It's because Mr. Ye's story is so beautiful that we ignore the hidden danger behind it."

"Don't forget, Xie Jianxian was only scared away by Sedum, not already eliminated."

"However, these issues can not be discussed for the time being. Now I want to know what Solanum nigrum saw."

"Also, the mysterious expert said that there is a catastrophe between heaven and earth, and Mao Mao can escape this catastrophe by leaving the fairyland."

"Now that Mao Mao is back, nothing will happen to him!"

"Forget it, don't think so much, let's just ask Mr. Ye directly?"

Everyone looked up at Ye Chen, Ye Chen put down his teacup and raised the corner of his mouth with a smile: "What exactly did Solanum nigrum see, and what will happen to Mao Mao?"

"Whether Jingtian and his party can defeat the evil sword fairy, if you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter!"

It was the familiar closing words again, some quick-tempered quacks almost scolded their mothers.

There were also people who wanted to beg Ye Chen to say something more, but their actions were stopped by their companions.

At the same time, their companions motioned them to look towards the door.

At this time, there was a Mr. Pianpian standing at the door of the inn.

It's just that this Young Master Pianpian looks very embarrassed, and his body is covered with blood.

This person is Hua Wuque from Yihua Palace.

......

Looking at Hua Wuque's appearance, Ye Chen's expression was very calm, as if there was no surprise.

Hua Wuque frowned, and said, "Mr. Ye, I couldn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen raised his hand to stop Hua Wuque.

"The affairs in the Jianghu have nothing to do with the Ping An Inn. If you want to visit your master, you can go to the bamboo forest courtyard to find them by yourself."

"If you're here to listen to a book, find a place to sit down."

Hearing this, Hua Wuque opened his mouth, and finally found a table and sat down.

Faced with Hua Wuque's arrival, some uninformed quacks looked strange.

"What's the matter, someone in Jianghu is attacking Yihua Palace?"

"Impossible, Lianxing Yaoyue from Yihua Palace is in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, who would attack Yihua Palace so blindly."

Faced with this question, some insiders said solemnly: "The reason why Hua Wuque was injured was not because he used people to attack Yihua Palace."

"It's because he wanted to save someone."

"Rescue?"

"Who?"

"You'll find out after a while, this time the incident was a big one, and many masters on the list were involved."

Saying that, the pale Yan Shisan walked in with a sword in hand.

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Shisan said to Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, I did you a big favor, you should tell me the whereabouts of Xie Xiaofeng now."

"You know, I'm injured now, and I've helped you like this, so you won't turn a blind eye."

Ye Chen lowered his head and glanced at Yan Shisan, and said softly, "You don't need to kill Fourteen Swords yourself, who is to blame?"

"Besides, your affairs in Jianghu have nothing to do with me."

"However, the inn released a fine wine today, and I will give you a bottle to try."

After finishing speaking, Li Xunhuan took out a jug of Sansheng wine to Yan Shisan, and briefly introduced the information about Sansheng wine.

"It's worth it for such a good wine in exchange for one shot."

Yan Shisan found a random table and sat down, pulled out the bamboo stopper, and drank half a bottle of Sansheng wine in one go like an old cow drinking water.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Li Xun Huan's eyes twitched non-stop.

Chapter 226 The Last Bloom of the Begonia, the Promise of Three Copper Plates

Two unexpected people came one after another, even an idiot knew something was wrong with today's situation.

At this time, the atmosphere in Ping An Inn was extremely tense, while Ye Chen was drinking tea calmly.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the key person to arrive.

After a while, another person came to the Ping An Inn.

It's just that there are two carriages behind this person. Although the carriages are still some distance away from the inn, the strong smell of blood is coming.

"Mr. Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here to be safe!"

"Ah!"

"Bai Yujing, back then you said you wanted to have a drink with me when you had time, but now you came just after the Ping An Inn launched a fine wine."

"Your nose is really good. It would be better if your ears were better."