Chapter 21 Di Jia

Di Ba smiled and shook the paper fan. He looked around like a scholar and was very satisfied with the low-key reaction of the people around him. He talked and laughed with several people around him and walked into the hall. When he saw four or five people sitting on the largest table in the middle, he couldn't help frowning slightly and the smile on his face slowly faded. Fold the paper fan of the right hand and pat it casually in the heart of the left hand.

His sister Di Linger seemed to be very impatient. She took a step forward directly and pointed to Yan Li and Yan Yan Yan and said, "You guys, clean up this place and sit in another place." With that, she turned around and asked the other three to sit forward, but she immediately noticed that the other party was still eating freely and didn't notice them at all as if they hadn't heard her words.

Di Linger was in a hurry, shook her ponytail, turned around quickly, gently brushed her yellow clothes, and knocked on the table of Yan Li and others with a scabbard: "Are you deaf? Tell you to clean up here and get out of here immediately!" In her action, the cups and plates suddenly poured down, and the wine and vegetables splashed, and several glasses fell to the ground with a crash.

Yan Li and Yan Yan lifted the tablecloth to block the oil stains, while the other three were cold and unprevently guarded of being splashed by wine and rape. They couldn't help but be furious and stood up. One of them said in a muffled voice, "Are you own this restaurant?"

Di Linger has been spoiled since she was a child. She has never met anyone who dared to talk back to her. She was immediately angry when she heard the words, but just as she was about to speak, the other person had a worse temper. She pointed out of the window and said, "If it weren't for you, get far away, my Yan family didn't want to cause trouble here!"

Hearing the word "Yan family", Di Ba and others tightened their eyes and began to look at Yan Liyan and Yan Yan. At this time, Di Linger blushed when she was provoked by the other party's words. She was not in the mood to show off her mouth. She directly pulled out the knife and split it towards the two people.

The knife wind is tight and the speed is extremely fast. This girl in yellow is also a practitioner!

Among the descendants of the Yan family, those who can sit here and eat with Yan Li and Yan Yan are all young masters. If it is said that Di Linger is furious, they are even more angry with this woman's domineering. Seeing that the other party took action unreasonable, the two men didn't care about fighting with women. One leaned out sideways and cross-handed to hold the other party's short knife, and the other was angry and gasped to Di Linger's lower abdomen.

Di Linger did not have the perverted strength of his brother. She had five-fold cultivation. She couldn't stand it. Of course, what she didn't expect was that the other party not only dared to talk back, but also dared to openly attack her. For a moment, she was a little panicked and said that this kick was coming, and I was a yellow girl. Aren't you going to fly backwards?

Although Yan Yan and Yan Li don't like each other's behavior, after all, they know each other's strength and can keep their words. They didn't want to fight back. Seeing that their partners are impatient, they want to stop them, but the table is too big and their hearts are not enough.

At this time, a red shadow suddenly flashed in front of Di Linger, like a firelight, followed by two crisp cracks. The two teenagers of the Yan family had fallen to the ground one after another, and half of their faces were as red and purple, which was hot and painful. Before they were angry, the woman in red stared at the two with her spare light and said angrily, "If the Yan family is a man like this, won't it be an end!"

If Yan Li just wanted to keep his words and forbearance, then now the words of the woman in red directly hurt his self-esteem. He saw the blue veins on his forehead and spit in his mouth, and scolded, "If the woman of the Di family is as virtuous as you, there is no man. If you are willing to breed, there are no descendants!" With that, he flew up, raised the round table in front of him with a bang, and pressed the table with wine and vegetables directly towards the Di family.

Di Ba closed the folding fan and pulled Di Linger and flashed to the side. Di Juan, a girl in red, also lightly swept to the other side. At the same time, the big Di Kuan suddenly lifted his body by one foot, kowtowed a little, and then suddenly broke the big round table into two pieces in the air. The sound was banging and all the seats were shocked. Soon, those elegant diners got up and fled, and a few bolder ones hid in the corner to watch.

The shopkeeper downstairs heard the sound and hurried upstairs while screaming. Just as he was about to persuade, Di Ba suddenly put a paper fan across his mouth. At this time, his smile was gone, and the scar on his face was particularly inhuman. He only heard him say coldly, "Go down and close the door."

Of course, the shopkeeper knew who the teenager in black was. He didn't dare to offend him, so he nodded and walked downstairs helplessly.

The big man Di Kuan didn't say much. After landing, he rushed directly to Yan Li. Bang Bang was a series of fists and feet to resist each other. He was mysterious, and the tables and chairs flew across, and the two took two steps back.

"The people of the Di family really have two sons! Report it by your name?" Yan Li said and pulled out the soft sword around his waist. His wrist shook gently. The sword was cold and cold, like a green snake spitting out letters.

Di Kuan didn't answer. He pricked his legs, danced his fists, and shouted loudly: "Zhenwu Huangjie Xuanji: Thor Fist!" After saying that, he waved his fists and took a lot of strength, like the possession of the god of thunder, and banged at Yan Li.

A cold light flashed in Yan Li's eyes, and the other party despised him so much, which strengthened his fighting spirit. At present, he did not dodge. The soft sword in his hand shook, and his feet suddenly kicked the ground, and his body rushed to Di Kuan: "Zhanwu Qingjie Xuanji: a group of snakes dance!"

The light soft sword pointed undirected, wandering around like a green snake. Di Kuan's heavy fist could not touch the sword in any way. At that moment, he withdrew his strength, but he had not received his fist. His hand had been slipped by the soft sword. A blood stain seemed to have passed through the blood vessels on the back of his hand. When he landed, blood flowed.

"Brother Kuan, are you all right? Sister Juan, kill this ignorant dog!" Di Linger was shocked by the blood on Di Kuan's hand and quickly ran to him. Seeing that his hand was not serious, she was relieved and quickly tore off her clothes and bandaged it.

Yan Li made the soft sword formula he got in Xuanwu Pavilion half a month ago. At this moment, he looked at the window gratefully, but saw that Yan Song was pouring tea for his slave. His face was happy and seemed to be completely unaware of the fight on this side.

Yan Ba beside him took a panoramic view of all this and looked at Yan Song. His extremely white face was even more ferocious because of the distortion of the scar. He shouted at him and resisted and scolded him. He saw and understood it. But it was the first time he saw him openly ignoring his existence and looking him like an airman. The paper fan in his hand shook softly, and his eyes were as fierce as a leopard staring at its prey.

Here, the woman in red didn't say anything, and a red silk suddenly flew out of her sleeve and pounded Yan Li's heart. Yan Li danced out a sword flower with the soft sword in her hand, intending to crush the red silk, but she felt extremely powerful when she bought it. At the same time, the silk sword resisted and made a sound of table tennis. He couldn't help but Shocked.

"Zhuangwu Qingjie Xuanji: Tianluo Diwang!"

With Di Juan's delicate shout, the red silk in her hand danced in circles, ups and downs, and changed thousands of changes, all turning her face fiercely into it. Yan Li was shocked and once again used the soft sword formula to fight against it, but he didn't expect that his soft sword was originally soft and hard to overcome strength. Now the Chi Ling encountered was softer than his soft sword. His soft sword had no advantage in the face of Chi Ling, who was ready to swing. He resisted several times, but was entangled by him.

At this time, Yan Li felt bad. If he had withdrawn to dodge earlier, he could still avoid it, but now he could not pull out his soft sword anyway. When he was at a loss, Di Juan's red silk did not stop at all. From the sword to the person, he directly entangled Yan Li to death.

"Ah?" Yan Yan was shocked, and the other three companions were also shocked.

"Get out of here!" Di Juan said, waved Chi Ling and threw Yan Li directly to the window.

Seeing this, Yan Yan's figure floated up lightly and flew to the window. She grabbed Yan Li, who was about to fall, and then pulled it up with all her strength. The two stood still and looked at Yan Song, who was still calmly drinking tea and vegetables in the opposite window, with a contradictory expression. It seems that he not only blames the other party for standing by and watching, but also feels that he has never talked to others, and the other party's behavior is taken for granted. Now a Di Juan is so powerful, coupled with the first Di Ba, the descendant of Ye Nancheng, must have no good fruit to eat.

Looking at each other, the two hesitated for a while, and finally stopped talking and attacked the girl in red together.

Seeing the two-to-one of the Yan family, she reluctantly tied with the other party. Yan Jia dragged her chin with her little hand, and the other hand unconsciously picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and muttered, "Why didn't you pull him just now? If it really falls down, where will the face of the Yan family be?

"They stretched out their faces to ask others to be beaten, and they deserve to suffer a little. These people should have sharpened their spirit long ago." Yan Song said, crossed his legs, put his head on his hands, and looked at the fight here for the first time.

Seeing the young man in white looking at this side happily, Di Ba's eyes shot like electricity again. He wanted to see what he weighed in the other party's eyes. Unexpectedly, Yan Song just glanced at him and continued to look out of the window. For him, he didn't shake it.

His teeth clucked, and his chest swelled with domineering. He held the paper fan in his hand tightly and finished dealing with this side. He must scold this ignorant guy in front of everyone.

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes and looked at Yan Yan and Yan Li, who were confronting Di Juan. The paper fan in his hand shook, and he only heard two swish, and the two fine lights had flown out with lightning speed. Yan Yan and Yan Li felt the danger in the fight and jumped up one after another. They were extremely embarrassed to avoid the disaster. The two were about to accuse each other's hidden weapon of hurting people. Suddenly, the red shadow flashed in front of them. Di Juan used a trap again and suddenly wrapped the two people who had lost their center of gravity.

"I don't know what's good or evil, remember, who is the master of Ye Nancheng! Get out of here!" Di Juan said, and the jade hand shook, and Chi Ling flew up with the wrapped two people and smashed at the window where Yan Song was located.

"Heaven Swordsman, lead the sword!" Yan Song patted the table and did not move. He brushed his left hand and grabbed the two.

Di Juan was tall and ignored ordinary men. In addition, she had just fought, and she didn't have time to pay attention to this young man in white. She wanted to throw out the descendants of the Yan family twice. Her already impatient personality couldn't help but get angry: "Don't have long-sighted dog, get out of here together."