Chapter 63: What Will You Do if I Insist on Interfering?

Sitting in the private room, the maid brought the menu.

Fang Yu opened it and looked through it, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

There were even meats of demon beasts in the Refining Void Stage for sale.

As expected of Zhongzhou, in the Southern Wilderness, the Refining Void Stage was already the supreme elder of each major sect.

Thinking about it, Fang Yu pointed to several inexpensive dishes on the menu.

"This, this, and this."

Seeing that Fang Yu was pointing at some cheap dishes, the maid felt a little contempt in her heart.

There was no point pretending to be a rich man without spiritual stones.

But she still smiled professionally and whispered:

"Do you want these dishes, sir?"

Fang Yu shook his head slightly.

"Except for these, I want everything else."

The maid was stunned for a moment, and then her heart was beating wildly. Their income was based on the spiritual stones consumed by the guests they served.

"Okay, wait a moment, sir, it will be delivered soon."

The maid had a professional smile on her face, but it was much more genuine than at first.

Xiao Ling'er looked at Fang Yu, and it was not surprising, after all, she had been to Fang Yu's Bamboo Forest Residence.

The lighting products hanging on the bamboo forest are all top-grade spiritual stones, and all kinds of top-grade spiritual medicines can be seen everywhere.

Even if you come to Zhongzhou with this kind of financial resources, you can spend it casually.

Soon, the dishes were served, and a wide variety of dishes were eaten.

Listening to the piano music in Huanxi Tower, in the hall, there were female cultivators wearing light gauze dancing on the stage.

Her skin was like cream, looming.

Eating delicious food and drinking fine wine, Fang Yu squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

Although the immortal path is to seek longevity, sometimes it is also great to stop and look at the scenery.

Xiao Ling'er on the side watched Fang Yu looking at the dancer on the stage.

He couldn't help but spit in his heart "witch".

While drinking spiritual wine, suddenly the sound of broken porcelain came from the room next to him.

"You little maid, you spilled our master's spiritual wine, tell me, how to compensate?"

Fang Yu shook his head helplessly. Doesn't Huanxi Tower, such a high-end place, have a soundproof formation?

Thinking of this, Fang Yu's spiritual sense probed over.

But he happened to see a young but strong girl being scolded by a strong man.

After taking a look, Fang Yu collected his mind and prepared to stop paying attention.

But just as his consciousness swept over the girl, he felt a resonance.

His heart jumped suddenly.

The resonance of blood.

This is certainly not his child.

It is "Eight Nine Mysterious Art".

Fang Yu felt a very weak blood power, and an instinctive desire arose in his body.

And "Eight Nine Mysterious Art" needs the blood of a great witch to practice to the third level.

So now it seems that this little girl has the blood of the witch clan!

Although it is very weak, Fang Yu felt it.

Thinking of this, Fang Yu stood up and walked towards the next room without hesitation.

Xiao Ling'er, who was standing next to him, looked at Fang Yu with a move in her eyes.

Isn't Fang Yu very afraid of trouble?

When she was discovered by Fang Yu, he had to plant a ban in her soul to prevent her from leaking Fang Yu's information.

So why is he still caring about other people's affairs now?

It was just a maid who dropped the guest's spirit wine. Huanxilou will compensate for it.

However, Fang Yu had already stood up, and Gu Miao'er followed Fang Yu out. Xiao Ling'er looked at him and got up helplessly to follow him.

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In the next room.

When the strong man's voice sounded, a middle-aged female cultivator with a fan came in.

"I was wondering what happened. It turned out to be Master Wu. Xiaoyu won't go down."

The female cultivator scolded the little girl who spilled the spirit wine, and then apologized to the man sitting at the table.

"Master Wu, I will give you another bottle of this wine. What do you think?"

Wu Feng glanced at the female cultivator and said lightly.

"Did I let her go?"

A trace of panic flashed across the face of the middle-aged female cultivator.

Although the Hehuan Sect ranks among the top three in Zhongzhou.

But the one ranked first is surnamed Wu, Wu of the Wu family.

And this is Wudu, the territory of the Wu family.

Naturally, she didn't dare to say anything more and immediately asked the maid named Xiaoyu to come back.

Xiaoyu looked at the big man in front of her. She didn't understand why she was holding the bottle of wine, but it fell to the ground and broke.

"Let her come back with me. I will use her to pay for the bottle of wine."

Wu Feng pointed at Xiaoyu and said lightly.

Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with a trace of panic.

Wu Feng is the youngest son of the head of the Wu family.

He is arrogant and domineering. If she follows him, she will definitely not end well.

The middle-aged female cultivator seemed to have thought of this. Who in this room didn't have cultivation? How could she let a bottle of spiritual wine fall to the ground?

Even the bottle of wine was broken.

The bottle of wine couldn't be broken without the strength of the middle stage of Qi Refining. How could it be broken when it fell to the ground?

Wu Feng clearly wanted to take Xiaoyu away, but she had no choice.

Facing Xiaoyu's eyes for help, she could only turn a blind eye.

Wu Feng wanted to take her away, who could stop him?

Breaking the bottle of wine was just a fig leaf, just an excuse.

The middle-aged female cultivator was silent, which also meant that she acquiesced to Wu Feng's approach.

After all, Xiaoyu was just a little maid in the Qi Refining Stage.

She couldn't offend Wu Feng, the second son of the Wu family, because of Xiaoyu.

Wu Feng looked at Xiaoyu, and a hint of surprise appeared in his heart.

After searching for so long, he finally found it.

He practiced a technique that required a virgin with a special physique as a cauldron to break through the Spiritualization Stage.

After he cultivated to the perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, he had been looking for a special physique.

Today, there is finally a discovery. Wu Feng is a little excited as he feels the vibration of the Wuyun compass in his dantian.

The vibration of the Wuyun compass indicates that the girl opposite is the Wuyun spirit body, which is a special physique that best fits the practice he is practicing.

If he takes her essence, his future practice will surely advance by leaps and bounds.

Xiaoyu looked at the middle-aged female cultivator without saying anything, and a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes.

She lowered her head.

The guard beside Wu Feng stepped forward to pull Xiaoyu over, and at this moment.

Xiaoyu was unwilling and afraid in her heart, but she did not dare to resist.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"It's just a bottle of wine, I will compensate you."

The sudden voice made Wu Feng stunned, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

It has been a long time since I heard a voice against him.

The next moment, Fang Yu, Gu Miao'er and Xiao Ling'er walked in.

"A cultivator from the South China Sea?"

Wu Feng said.

The Lingbei ornaments on Xiao Ling'er's waist were so characteristic of the South China Sea that Wu Feng recognized them at a glance.

At this time, Xiao Ling'er's face was also a little angry.

Originally, she thought Fang Yu was meddling in other people's business, but on the way here, she heard that this man actually wanted the maid named Xiaoyu, and it was not a good thing at first glance.

In Xiao Ling'er's eyes, this was a completely demonic behavior.

"So what?"

Xiao Ling'er raised her chin, with a hint of arrogance in her tone.

Hearing this, Wu Feng's eyes instantly darkened.

"You'd better stop meddling in other people's business. This is Zhongzhou, not the South China Sea."

At this time, an old man who had been silent behind Wu Feng silently stepped forward.

The momentum of the initial stage of refining emptiness was revealed.

But the next moment, this momentum was blocked.

Fang Yu glanced at the old man, and then looked at Wu Feng.

"If I insist on meddling, what's wrong?"