This young man was very elegant and calm. In the entire imperial capital, there must have been many young men with such a demeanor in the past, but now there are very few.

Because of this situation, even the princes and nobles are not much better than ordinary people in the current situation.

The other party was elegant and calm, and found a seat to sit down. After a while, the others on the table left automatically because they were kept as a foil, and the world was very uncomfortable.

There are always a few unreasonable evil people, and most people in this world have more or less inferiority complex.

It won't show it most of the time, but when facing certain people and certain things, it will not be revealed.

Yan Chixia thought this person was very special, which reminded him of a person, Li Zhichang, whom he met at Lanruo Temple last time.

Li Zhichang is more elegant, more elegant, and more immortal. However, the two of them are calm and composed.

The trait of nothing that anyone can panic them is particularly memorable.

He and Li Zhichang were just in a hurry, and they didn't understand each other deeply, but the impression they left was deep enough.

The young master in Qing also gave him this unique impression.

He ordered a pot of water and two cups.

Drink tea.

Pour water.

Drink tea.

Pour water.

A simple action, during this afternoon, the young master in Qingyi repeated many times. The guests from the restaurant came and went, but Yan Chixia and the young master in Qingyi did not leave.

The other party did not order food, but the bartender did not urge him.

The money given by the other party was enough to order all the dishes in this restaurant once, and there was still plenty of surplus.

Yan Chixia was not impatient, but was just full of curiosity, not knowing who the other party was waiting for.

Drinking tea alone will not be called two cups.

At some point, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps floating in the corridor.

In a noisy restaurant, the other party’s steps are more accurate than stepping on the rhythmic drum beats.

This extremely rhythmic pace always exudes a reassuring Taoist rhyme in today's seasons.

A person's steps can actually reflect many things.

For example, temperament.

People who are more anxious will inevitably become a little frivolous when doing things.

People who have slow steps have no penetration power, which means they are lazy. If the foot sound is calm and not loose, it means they think rigorously.

Of course, these are all very general concepts. They are effective for most people.

But Yan Chixia had never heard a person's foot sound so special, unhurried and slow, as accurate as the hour hand on the self-ringing bell that came in from overseas.

As a powerful sword immortal, he can also make his steps very accurate, but he cannot integrate into daily life, otherwise he will be too much trouble.

The first thing Yan Chixia saw was a pair of eyes, like a knife and a sword.

No one's eyes can be as ruthless, cold and sharp as this person.

His hand was pressed on a sword, which was a black sword. The only conspicuous part was the center of the sword thigh. There was a red bead, a scarlet bead, which was as bright as a drop of blood. It was white with just the right evil spirit, but it would not make people feel vicious.

The other party's skin was as smooth as silk, and the curve of his face seemed to be carved, but the momentum on his body was very solid. As soon as he appeared at the entrance of the stairs, everyone's eyes were staring at him.

This is true for some people. As soon as they appear, they are destined to be the focus of attention.

This is the person who comes.

He walked to the opposite side of the young master in Qingyi and sat down.

Each action can be divided into countless similar actions. Similar but different, and is full of coherence.

His long black hair and natural curly hair, besides his terrifying eyes, he is definitely a handsome man who is enough to make most girls in the world excited. He has a faint sense of nobleness and nobleness between his eyebrows. He is arrogant, transcendent, and like a god.

The young master in Qing poured a glass of water gently, and the water surface was higher than the cup, but it did not overflow, forming a natural arc surface.

Yan Chixia was very surprised. She did not expect that the young master in Qingyi was so powerful. The accuracy he accidentally revealed from his pouring water reflects the natural reactions that were tempered and naturally controlled all variables.

The young master in Qingyi's inadvertent action had no trace of deliberate traces, which was extremely terrifying.

The visitor took the cup of water, and the water in the cup suddenly turned into a lifelike water dragon, rushed out of the cup, opened its teeth and claws, rushed to the front of the young master in Qing, but finally turned around suddenly and returned to the cup.

All this happened very quickly, and Yan Chixia almost didn't react.

In the flash of lightning, the two of them had a small confrontation.

The young master in Qing smiled slightly and said, "Hello, the young master of the Seven Killing Demon Palace."

He didn't take what happened just now to heart. In fact, from beginning to end, the young master in Qing's body was in a state of extreme relaxation, easy-going, calm and calm.

Only then did Yan Chixia realize that the young master in Qingyi's voice was very soft, without any impurities, clear, penetrating, and a high charm.

The young master in Qingyi was a woman, and Yan Chixia made the judgment.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, because the young man in blue was very special, which made him almost ignore the other party's physical characteristics.

Sitting opposite the woman in green was Qiye, the young master of the Qisha Demon Palace, a powerful figure who was so powerful that he could not even helpless in the sky thunder.

Even Li Zhichang would not refuse to admit that the other party was not worthy of being the young master of the Seven Killing Demon Palace.

Qiye is very indifferent to outsiders. Perhaps it is not indifferent, but he doesn't know how to not be indifferent. He has never tried to care about others and does not need to have such emotions.

He has been trying to imitate that person all the time.

The fierce and arrogant person who ranks high on the world's first person, the invincible domineering man.

Qiye didn't speak.

He sensed the spiritual message released by the other party, so he came.

This release of spiritual information is a signal to the strong, and the weak are not qualified to experience it.

No one who was struck by heavenly thunder for seven days and seven nights would never feel good. Qi Ye is an exception. He had just been struck by heavenly thunder, and he didn't think anything was wrong. He was about to leave the imperial capital, and Li Zhichang must have killed him because this was the order of that person. He never refused the request of that person, and no one could refuse unless he wanted to destroy both body and spirit.

That person has only one way for someone who dares to reject him, which is to let him disappear completely in the world forever.

But this did not prevent Qiye from becoming curious, because the strong man at the same level as him released this kind of spiritual message to indicate that the other party was declaring his existence.

But the weak will never feel it.

For similar people, there is often a tacit understanding that is difficult to describe.

So he came, and naturally, suddenly.

The person who was waiting for the woman in green seemed to be Qiye.

Qiye didn't reply and was silent. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!