Chapter 551 Little Boy

Not long after, the three of them walked into a teahouse, found a seat by the window, and sat down.

Soon, the waiter in the store served the three of them spiritual tea.

"It's light but not without a hint of fragrance, it's really good tea!"

Chen Qiaoan impatiently picked up the teacup, took a sip, and immediately showed an unexpected surprise on his face and exclaimed.

Chu Tian was stunned when he heard this.

Chen Qiaoan was born in an extraordinary family, and he must have tasted all kinds of spiritual tea since he was a child.

The other party now praised the spiritual tea in his hand, which shows that this tea is probably extraordinary.

After a breath, Chu Tian also picked up the teacup, raised his head and poured all the tea in the cup into his mouth.

"Haha!"

After drinking it, Chu Tian immediately laughed bitterly.

He didn't know how to taste tea at all. Just now, after drinking such a cup, in addition to feeling that the tea had a slight herbal fragrance and was very thirst-quenching, he felt that his mind seemed to be slightly relaxed.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Chu, your way of drinking tea is simply a waste of food. It's no different from a cow chewing a peony. There are many things to pay attention to when drinking tea..."

Seeing Chu Tian drink it all in one gulp, Chen Qiaoan couldn't help but smile bitterly and began to comment.

Chu Tian suddenly felt a little overwhelmed and raised his hand to stop him.

The reason why he agreed to come in and drink a few cups of tea just now was mainly because of the previous fight with Zheng Yongnan, plus the continuous high-altitude speeding all the way, he really felt a little tired and needed a rest.

He has no interest in tea ceremony for the time being.

"No, my sea of ​​consciousness!"

Suddenly, Chu Tian stood up abruptly, with a trace of horror on his face.

Because he had previously used a spiritual attack martial art of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in the fight with Zheng Yongnan, although it only lasted for a short breath or two, the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness was consumed a lot.

In addition, Chu Tian kept burning his soul blood and speeding in the sky, so the divine power consumed in his sea of ​​consciousness was not restored at all.

After drinking a cup of spiritual tea just now, Chu Tian found that the divine power consumed in his sea of ​​consciousness was slightly restored!

The town in front of him was obviously an extremely brilliant illusion created by a person. Unexpectedly, the spiritual tea that appeared in the illusion could help him restore his divine power.

This is really amazing!

Swish!

The next breath, Chu Tian turned his head and looked around, scanning the faces with different expressions in the teahouse, and suddenly an extremely contradictory and terrifying guess emerged in his mind!

Is this town in front of him really just a brilliant illusion?

Or, it is simply real!

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Chu Tian to explain why his divine power could be slightly restored after drinking the spiritual tea in the teahouse.

This is already an illusion indirectly interfering with reality!

After a breath, Chu Tian's eyes suddenly passed through the window and looked at the street outside, at the passers-by walking back and forth on the street, and even at the vague city in the distance.

In an instant, countless goose bumps appeared on his body, and he felt cold all over.

"There may be a secret here, a big secret!"

Chu Tian's expression was solemn and he whispered.

"Brother Chu, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Qiaoan saw Chu Tian suddenly stand up, look around, and frowned when he saw Chu Tian standing up.

Chu Tian smiled and sat down again: "Haha, nothing, this spiritual tea is indeed top-grade, I just realized it, so I was shocked and stood up all of a sudden!"

After hearing Chu Tian's lame explanation, Chen Qiaoru immediately rolled her eyes at Chu Tian fiercely, and muttered to herself: "What a fragile heart, drinking tea can make you stand up in shock!"

"Haha, if it tastes good, drink more. Anyway, I have a lot of spiritual stones on me, and I will be full today!"

Chen Qiaoan grinned and laughed.

He knew that Chu Tian didn't understand the tea ceremony at all, and drinking tea was like drinking boiled water, so he simply became rude in his speech.

Chu Tian laughed secretly.

Obviously, Chen Qiaoan and Chen Qiaoru, the brother and sister, didn't find the mystery in the spiritual tea at all.

After all, they were not divine warriors, and they had little research on divine power.

In the following time, Chu Tian drank cup after cup like crazy, and couldn't stop at all.

Gradually, the Chen brothers and sisters sitting opposite were completely dumbfounded.

They even began to doubt in their hearts whether Chu Tian was a reincarnation of a thirsty ghost in his previous life.

As Chu Tian drank tea crazily, the lost divine power in his sea of ​​consciousness was not only fully restored, but also began to grow slowly.

In the end, Chu Tian himself didn't know how much spiritual tea he had poured into his stomach. He had drunk to the point of almost wanting to vomit!

After drinking such a large amount of spiritual tea, Chu Tian found that although his spiritual cultivation was still at the level of a fourth-level spiritual master, his spiritual power had made great progress.

Originally, he needed to consume at least half of his spiritual power to fully perform the spiritual martial arts of the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Now, Chu Tian estimated that he might only need to consume one-third!

Chu Tian burped and slumped in the chair.

He drank too much spiritual tea and wanted to vomit. He really couldn't drink any more.

"Huh... Finally, I'm not drinking anymore!"

Seeing that Chu Tian stopped drinking tea, the Chen brothers and sisters opposite couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Stop, stop!"

"Beat you, you little beast, to death. How dare you steal the leftovers from my shop!"

"Beat him to death, beat him to death!"

"Please, stop, I won't dare to do it again!"

Just then, waves of angry curses and screams came from outside.

The three people, Chu Tian, ​​who were resting in the teahouse, hurriedly turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

A tragic scene was happening not far from the teahouse.

A little boy in tattered clothes was being beaten by two burly men, and a short and fat old man who looked like a shopkeeper stood ten feet away, with a fierce face and kept muttering and cursing.

The little boy was about ten years old, and his clothes were not only tattered, but also thin.

His body looked skinny, with wounds everywhere, and his face was also blue and purple. It can be said that it was horrible.

"You two, get up! Let me beat this little beggar who always steals food to death with a stick!"

After a few breaths, the short and fat shopkeeper suddenly pushed away the two burly men, shouted angrily, and hit the little boy's head with a heavy wooden stick!

Seeing the heavy wooden stick hitting his head at high speed, the little boy's face suddenly showed deep fear, and his body was shaking violently with fear.

Snap!

However, just as the heavy wooden stick was smashed down, a big hand suddenly flashed out from the side and grabbed the heavy wooden stick tightly!