As the two spoke, they came to a position near the bartender, and the waiter was familiar with the blade, and ordered two glasses of the strong surname that he called a man's dream.

Holding up the faint yellow man's dream, Zhuo Yun hesitated for a while, and then took a small sip, and a spicy feeling poured into his mouth, but soon this spicy dissipated completely, replaced by a faint weird taste.

"This is what you call a man's dream, this smell is a bit like urine!" Zhuo Yun put down the wine glass with some disgust, just now he saw this glass of wine, it was like the urine of a person on fire, and now he took a sip of it and it was really a bit like it.

Holding the wine glass, posing with a vicissitudes of life, hearing the words, he almost squirted out a mouthful of wine, Bai Zhuoyun shook his head with a glance, and continued to pose there.

The two of them sat there, and soon attracted several crazy bee wave butterflies, but what broke Blade's heart was that these crazy bee wave butterflies all came towards Zhuo Yun, and they all threw their eyes, stood tall and shook their hips to attract Zhuo Yun's attention.

If it was Zhuo Yun in the past, he might not be able to help but have ripples in his heart due to lack of concentration, but now that he has seen a lot, like this woman who doesn't know how many men have ridden, he really doesn't have anything to do, and he will feel disgusting just thinking about it.

When these women found out that Zhuo Yun didn't pay attention to them at all, they reluctantly turned their targets to Blade, which made Blade want to cry without tears, before he boasted that he would give Zhuo Yun a few, but now the situation is the opposite.

"Hey, I knew I was looking for that guy Tashi Dorjee, my self-esteem." The blade was full of cows, and he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have looked for Zhuo Yun, a little white face.

After the last time the mysterious beads were cut and washed, Zhuo Yun's skin is getting better and better, it can be said that it is like tender tofu, so that women will be envious, jealous and hateful when they see it, coupled with the slightly mysterious and tough temperament because of the cultivation of turtle breath**, compared with the pale blade like overindulgence, it is indeed more liked by girls.

Just when Zhuo Yun was a little upset by the wild bees and butterflies around him, the two figures in the distance immediately attracted his attention.

There is nothing special about the appearance of the two, but the clothes they are wearing are completely different from those present, they are all kendo clothes, and both of them carry a katana sword around their waists, which looks extraordinary.

On the way to the plane, Zhuo Yun also learned some about the situation of the Wa Kingdom through Blade and others, like this kind of person who is dressed up and carries a katana at his waist in broad daylight, is generally a person from the major kendo schools.

Unlike Huaxia, people from the major kendo schools in the Wa Kingdom could hang out with katanas at will.

Glancing at the embroidered text on the chest of the two men's clothes, it felt very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he finally came up with it.

"Could it be that they are the people of the Flying Sword Stream!" His heart shook slightly, when Zhuo Yun watched the materials of several major kendo schools before, he had seen the text of the name of the Flying Imperial Sword Stream, which was exactly the same as the text embroidered on the chests of these two men.

Glancing at the blades of the two scantily dressed and surging young ladies on their chests, Zhuo Yun raised his foot and kicked him under the table, and glanced at him.

After all, the blade was an old man, and he quickly reflected it, and glanced in the direction indicated by Zhuo Yun, his eyes lit up slightly.

Despite his reluctance, Blade could only disperse the two young ladies beside him, and the two of them stepped into a seat behind the two Flying Sword Stream disciples.

"Blade, do you know the Chinese language?" After sitting down, Zhuo Yun asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, don't worry about this, I worked hard to watch the original Japanese movies." Blade smiled smugly, but his smile seemed so obscene in Zhuo Yun's eyes.

The two disciples of the Flying Heavenly Sword Flow were drinking and chattering about something, and soon two plump young ladies came over, and the two of them hugged each other and drank happily.

After talking for nearly half an hour, the two of them hugged one and walked drunkenly towards the second floor of the bar.

"Blade, what did the two of them say?" Glancing at the two people who were leaving slowly, Zhuo Yun asked suspiciously.

An unserious blade rarely showed a solemn look: "They were drunk just now, and during the conversation, they said that they had found the whereabouts of the remnant leopard, and the large army had rushed towards the mountain forest where the remnant leopard was." ”

"Did they say the specific location of the remnant leopard and the others now?" Zhuo Yun's face changed slightly and he hurriedly asked.

"No, the two of them just said that it seemed that someone notified them, but the exact location was not mentioned." Blade shook his head, a pair of slender eyes flickering with a cold light.

Looking at the blade's gaze, Zhuo Yun knew it in his heart.

The two of them got up and walked quickly towards the second floor, and when they came down the stairs to the second floor, they happened to see the two disciples of the Flying Heavenly Sword Stream, holding the two fiery women of the Japanese Kingdom into a room.

The two of them waited around the bend for a moment before stepping into the room where the two Flying Swords had just flowed in.

What Zhuo Yun didn't expect was that this guy Blade was still an expert at picking locks, took out a pin from his pocket, and opened the door in a few seconds, and the whole process went smoothly, making Zhuo Yun secretly wonder if this guy would be a thief before he joined the Fifth Army.

As soon as the door opened, there was a fierce groan inside, and in just a moment, the two Flying Sword Stream disciples inside had already fought naked with the two Japanese women.

If it weren't for the fear of attracting the attention of others, Zhuo Yun would have watched the live performance for a while, but he didn't have the time and mood at the moment.

At the moment of opening the door, the two glanced at each other, each looking for a person, and before the two drunken Flying Sword Stream men did not react, the two of them were subdued on the ground, as for the two ** Japanese women, they were knocked unconscious by the two of them reaching out.

The next scene was a bit restrictive, Blade performed all kinds of cruel torture, forced the two Flying Sword Flow disciples, and after tortured the two of them more than the inlet of qi, he finally got the information he wanted.

"What about these two guys." Glancing at the Flying Sword Flow disciple who was lying on the ground, his body was covered with scars, Zhuo Yun asked.

"It's very simple, kill people and kill people!"

As he spoke, two sharp daggers magically appeared in his two hands, slashing across the necks of the two Flying Sword Stream disciples, blood oozing down the blades.

Seeing Blade kill the two Flying Sword Flow disciples with an expressionless face, Zhuo Yun's heart couldn't help but be slightly shocked, at this time he realized that his understanding of Blade was very one-sided, this guy was definitely a ruthless guy.

(Thanks to the merry di alive 100 starting coins for the tip!) ）