The young man of royal guards came to Jiang Feng and took a look at him. He was calm and interested.

Then he sat opposite Jiang Feng: "meeting is fate. How about a drink?"

"Thank you for your help, but I have something else to do. I'm sorry to be with you." Jiang Feng light smile way, put down empty wine cup, get up to want to leave.

The old man in black robe, moving slightly, stopped in front of Jiang Feng, staring at him coldly.

Jiang Feng stops, corner of the eye Yu Guang looks at the young man of royal guards, the other side, this is to give him a hand?

"Qiu Lao." "Let him go!" the young man in the royal guards said softly

Old Qiu's eyes were slightly fixed. He could kill him just because he refused to drink. The young master let him go.

But Qiu Lao still obeys the order, slightly dodges the body, makes way for Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took back the corner of his eyes, didn't say a word, and walked downstairs under the gaze of the people.

The guests on the second floor watched Jiang Feng leave with a trace of disdain in their eyes.

This young man is too publicity. If it wasn't for someone else's hand, he might have been killed by the Tian brothers. As a result, he even refused to be invited to drink and left with a cold look. It's a bit ungrateful.

The young man in royal guards has a normal face. He is not angry because of Jiang Feng's coldness. On the contrary, he is interested in it. Only he knows that even if Chou doesn't fight, the other party may not be dead.

"Old Qiu, what do you think?" The young man in the royal guards withdrew his eyes from the stairs where Jiang Feng had disappeared and asked.

"In the face of the two monks who knew Tibet, their faces did not change. Even if I stopped him, I didn't seem flustered at all. This son's firm will is one of the best talents I have ever seen." Chou replied faintly.

"His accomplishments?" The young man in the royal guards looked at Qiu Lao, not angry.

Old Qiu hesitated slightly, because he could not see through Jiang Feng's real cultivation. His body was in chaos, as if there was something to hide it.

"I can only guess that I should know more than five Heaven in Tibet."

"On the top of the five heavens of Tibet, why should we rely on two monks who are not afraid of the seven heavens of Tibet?" The young man asked again.

Old Qiu hesitated. He couldn't answer this question.

How many people are there in the "star sky list" who are talented enough to know the five heavens in Tibet Asked the young man.

"Twenty Old Chou thought about it and said, "come back.".

"Tell me their names and origins." Said the young man.

"Yes." Old Qiu nodded.

………

At this time, Jiang Feng has left the restaurant, and his heart is also slightly relieved. The old Chou's oppression on him is very strong. If he wants to fight against him, he will have a lot of trouble.

As for the young man in royal guards, the same is not simple. Although his cultivation is not as good as that of Qiu Lao, he is very deep in the city. At first sight, he is a man skilled in calculation. It is clear that he wants to make things better.

Otherwise, this kind of character, in the face of such things, can completely ignore, for a stranger hand, not in line with common sense.

Jiang Feng refused to be invited. He didn't want to have anything to do with him. He had already said thank you. If he didn't, he had the ability to deal with Tian brothers.

Ji family ancestor worship ceremony, there is a month to start, Jiang Feng does not intend to continue to stay, immediately set out!

The road to the snow city is becoming prosperous gradually. On both sides of the huge official road, there are exquisite ice sculptures standing in different poses.

There are also extremely old glaciers. After tens of thousands of years of geological movement, all kinds of fantastic shapes have been formed.

Riding a monster bought from a small town, Jiang Feng is on his way to the snow city. He is also surprised by the spectacular sight on the side of the road. His dream and vicissitudes coexist, making people feel the unpredictable power of nature.

At this time, in addition to Jiang Feng, there are many other high friars on the road to the snow city, such as those who walk, those who ride monsters, and those who walk in the sky. The sky and the earth are people who pass by from time to time.

At least two-thirds of these people went to the snow city to hold many grand activities when Ji's family worshiped their ancestors for a hundred years.

After another day of running, the terrain became a little different, surrounded by rolling mountains and rivers, sending out a majestic atmosphere, there are huge ice crystals standing up, like dragons and phoenixes, shocking.

There is a kind of tree, which is more than ten feet tall, breathes the air of ice and survives. It blooms red flowers, which is as big as palm. Looking around, it looks like a piece of red satin, which is draped on the snow-white iceberg, and it looks very dreamy.

Before I saw the snow city, Jiangfeng already had an extra expectation. It's one of the ten famous cities in the mainland. I hope it won't disappoint me.

"Go away! If you don't want to be killed, get the hell out of here! "

At this time, a burst of noise came from the icy road behind, mixed with endless arrogance.

Jiang Feng drinks the common spirit demon under him, turns around and looks at it. He sees a head of fire color streamer coming from afar. In an instant, he comes near.

This makes people see clearly that it is not a fire, but a huge monster, seven or eight feet long, surging with flames, even four feet are surrounded by a red fire, dazzling.

What's most surprising is that such a huge monster actually stepped on the air and didn't run to the ground. Every time it dropped its feet, the void burst out, just like a wild beast.

"This is the fire wolf lion, a very violent dark demon, a stone worth millions of stars!"

Someone recognized it, exclaimed loudly, and immediately backed back in the face of the fire wolf and lion collision.

"Five levels of Xuanyao." Jiang Feng saw it more thoroughly. He could see that the fire wolf lion belonged to several levels of Xuanyao. The monk who could mount this level of Xuanyao must be extraordinary.

Jiang Feng swept to the back of the fire wolf lion. There was a young man in red, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. His hair was flying wildly. His eyes were fixed on the people who stopped around him, showing a trace of disdain. These low-level friars, with such low accomplishments, deserved to rent low-level monsters or walk.

"Those who don't want to die, get out of here!" The young man in red, holding a long whip, volleyed in the air, burst out strong air, and the void was cracked.

When passing by Jiang Feng's side, a whip pulled out, "pa" sound, fierce gas burst out, almost hit Jiang Feng, sit down monster, is scared to tremble, crawling on the ground.

Seeing this, the young man in red was very proud. He glanced at Jiang Feng with disdain, and he sat down as a monster. He immediately drove the fire wolf lion, went straight to the snow city, and quickly disappeared in people's sight.

Jiang Feng has seen a lot of such highly publicized people in the past two days. Most of them are young people who are very arrogant because of their accomplishments.

Of course, some of them are not young monks, but they are domineering instead of publicity. They are domineering and indifferent to ordinary people. They disdain to look at them.

But it was the first time for Jiang Feng to see such a arrogant man as this one.