The mountain range to the north of the famous sword villa.

This place is a mixed land, inhabited by all the heroes from all walks of life and the royal family of the current dynasty from the 700 countries of Lingdong, as well as those cynical families.

The Sword Fairy Tavern is the largest wine shop in the northern mountains.

Last night, a peerless beauty wearing a bathrobe, like a porcelain doll, walked into the wine shop.

She sat directly by the window and called for someone to bring wine.

She drank all night, emptying more than twenty jars.

"Oh, little girl, why are you drinking here alone, isn't it lonely, or my brother will accompany you. ”

"That's it, what's the fun of drinking alone, let us accompany you. ”

Throughout the night, there were countless men around the white paper kite.

The men's eyes lit up as they looked at the white skin under the white paper kite's bathrobe.

The white paper kite glanced at them with contempt, smiled disdainfully, and then asked, "Am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful, beautiful, of course it's incomprehensibly beautiful. ”

These men are more able to praise people than the other, and they are scrambling to praise the white paper kite.

The white paper kite laughed at himself again: "Then am I beautiful?"

The men said, "Of course you are beautiful, you are simply a fairy." ”

"Hahaha. The white paper kite smiled bitterly.

Picking up the wine jar, the white paper kite drank the spirits: "But what about that? He doesn't like me!"

"Oh, who doesn't like you, that's really blind! Little girl, how about I accompany you and a pot?"

"After drinking, come home with me, my bed is big and soft!"

The men said with a smile.

As they spoke, the men approached the white paper kite.

"I advise you to get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At dawn, a handsome man in Tsing Yi, with a handsome face and a smile like spring, shook his folding fan and walked into the tavern, and saw the white paper kite at a glance.

Seeing a group of men around the white paper kite, he suddenly said in a cold voice.

"Who the hell are you talking to me like that!"

"Who is so short-sighted and disturbs the Yaxing of Lao Tzu. ”

"Do you know who we are?"

When these men heard this, they immediately roared angrily.

Turning around, he looked at the person who spoke: "Do you believe it or not, Lao Tzu will give it to you with his backhand...... A ballad from the past, look at our love at that time...... , oops, Qingfeng senior, why are you here. ”

These fierce and vicious men originally wanted to shout back the man in Tsing Yi, but they didn't expect that when they looked back at the man in Tsing Yi, they were so frightened that they held back the cruel words in their mouths.

Breeze Layman!

The first sword cultivator in the kamikaze country!

The strength is extremely terrifying, and it is said that it can already compete with the eighteen sword masters of the Famous Sword Villa.

Qingfeng walked to the table of the white paper kite with a smile, glanced at the people around him, and said in a cold voice: "Don't leave yet, do you still want your heads?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

These men were so frightened that they ran away.

After leaving the Qingfeng Monk for a long time, he said indignantly: "It's really a disappointment, I finally saw a peerless beauty, and I was actually snatched away by this Qingfeng Monk!"

"This Qingfeng monk is a notoriously lascivious person, and this little girl probably can't escape from the palm of his hand. ”

"It's a pity that the little girl who looks at it like this can't fall into our hands!"

The men said unwillingly.

Qingfeng Monk sat at the table of the white paper kite and said with a smile: "You like to drink very much?"

The white paper kite said drunkly: "I like it, I get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows!"

Qingfeng Jushi smiled: "Haha, it just so happens that I also like to drink, why don't we compare, if I win you by drinking, you will come with me, how about it?"

The white paper kite said drunkly: "Then I'll talk about it when you win." ”

"Okay! Let's talk after we win!"

"Someone, bring wine!"

The breeze monk smiled.

Although the white paper kite did not directly agree to the Qingfeng monk, the Qingfeng monk was extremely confident in his own drinking.

As long as the white paper kite is drunk, the white paper kite must not be at the mercy of the breeze layman!

A jar of wine......

Two jars of wine......

Three jars of wine...

After more than an hour, the taverns were piled up around the white paper kite and the breeze dweller.

The white paper kite lay on the table, drunken and drowsy.

Qingfeng Jushi smiled: "I won, then follow me." ”

As he spoke, the Qingfeng monk reached out and tugged at the white paper kite's arm.

The white paper kite was startled, pushed away the Qingfeng monk, and shouted: "Who are you, why should I go with you, you say drink and drink, and I didn't agree to go with you, besides, I'm still awake, I'm not ......drunk yet."

Qingfeng was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "You are drunk, come with me." ”

Immediately, the Qingfeng monk stepped forward and pinched the arm of the white paper kite.

"Let go of me, let go of me, you're pinching me. ”

The white paper kite struggled hard, but the Qingfeng monk used the power of cultivation, how could the white paper kite's weak cultivation be the opponent of the Qingfeng monk.

No matter how hard the white paper kite struggled, it just couldn't break free from the arm of the Qingfeng Layman.

"Oh, the breeze monk is going to come hard!"

"It's over, this delicate flower is a waste. ”

"I'm going to be taken away by the Breeze Monk......"

The martial artists who were watching the play around said unwillingly.

The cultivation of Qingfeng Lay is profound, and the first sword cultivation of the Shenwu Kingdom is by no means in vain.

Qingfeng Monk grabbed the white paper kite's arm, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he dragged the white paper kite to the outside of the Sword Immortal Tavern!

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

The white paper kite struggled hard.

"Let her go!"

At this time, when the Qingfeng Monk ignored the white paper kite's shouts and wanted to leave the Sword Immortal Tavern with the white paper kite.

An icy roar came from outside the Sword Immortal Tavern.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked back, they also wanted to see who dared to rob a woman with Qingfeng Jushi?

The crowd dispersed, and Lin Bai walked into the Sword Immortal Tavern with a cold face.

Qingfeng Jushi looked at Lin Bai with a sneer, and said: "Brother Tai, this woman is what I want to fancy, if you want to play with women, go find it yourself, don't come and rob me!

Lin Bai didn't listen to Qingfeng Jushi's words at all, and looked at the drunken white paper kite, and felt a pain in his heart.

"Let go of her! I'll give you three breaths to think about it, and after three breaths, if you still hold her arm, I'll cut off your arm!"

Lin Bai's face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly.

Qingfeng was furious, and said coldly: "Who do you think you are?

"One!" Lin Bai looked at Qingfeng Monk coldly.

Qingfeng Jushi sneered: "Although my cultivation is not high, I am still a little confident in my swordsmanship, Your Excellency wants my arm, then I'm afraid I can't do it." ”

"Two!" Lin Bai said expressionlessly, his eyes looking at Qingfeng Monk as if he was looking at a dead person.

Qingfeng Jushi sneered: "The Famous Sword Villa has long had a rule, during March, within a radius of the Famous Sword Villa, no martial artist is allowed to fight privately, if there is a violation, it will be solemnly punished by the Famous Sword Mountain!"

"Now that I'm still inside the gate of the Famous Sword Villa, do you dare to touch me?"

Qingfeng said coldly.

Although Qingfeng Jushi brought out the Famous Sword Villa to threaten Lin Bai, Lin Bai was unmoved, and there was only one word to answer Qingfeng Jushi's words: "Three!"

Choke –

A crisp sword roar spread in all directions.

The cold light on the sword flashed in the Sword Immortal Tavern.

Lin Bai's sword is out of the sheath!

(End of chapter)