Ye Fan asked again: "Shopkeeper, when did this person come here to drink?"

The tavern shopkeeper thought about it with a smile and said with emotion: "If you count it like this, it will be almost ten years..."

The young man nodded, looking at the three words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing in front of him, his mood was a little complicated.

Wei Cheng, why did you come here?

You are a sword cultivator who has achieved the Tao of cultivation, and you have long refined the water life, so it is definitely not for yourself.

The Holy Water Secret Realm is in the hands of the Pure Water Country, and only the remaining Six Kingdoms and Great Yan are qualified to enter this world, what price did you pay for coming in?

Ye Fan lowered his head, his expression a little gloomy.

Wei Cheng, now you are where because of whom? Are you still being hunted down by the people of the Temple?

Hu Xiaoqing tugged at the corner of Ye Fan's clothes, and asked in a somewhat worried tone, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Fan packed up his thoughts, rubbed the little fox's head, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered a friend." ”

Hu Xiaoqing raised his head and asked curiously, "Is it Master's very good friend?"

Ye Fan raised his head, looked at the bustling street, and said with a smile: "Yes, he is a very good friend, I admire him very much." ”

The little fox nodded thoughtfully, and muttered, "The friend who can make Master admire must be a very powerful person..."

Ye Fan thought for a while, suddenly looked at Hu Xiaoqing, and said, "Little fox, if, I mean if, if you have the opportunity to meet in the future, can you promise Master one thing?"

Hu Xiaoqing asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Fan said in a serious tone: "When Wei Cheng smiled at you, no matter how scared you were, you stay for a few seconds first, and then run away to save some face for him." ”

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After eating Yangchun noodles and saying goodbye to the tavern shopkeeper, Ye Fan also informed the little fox that he would let her live in the alley first, and he planned to visit Liu Xiujie's Chiliu Villa to find out the news, and he would come back in three days at most.

Fox Xiaoqing was a little worried when she heard this, not that she was worried about Ye Fan's safety, after all, in her heart, her master was an omnipotent great sword immortal, but she was afraid that during Ye Fan's absence, the ancestor would come to her door and peel her skin and cramp to make a charcoal-grilled fox.

Ye Fan felt that the little fox's worry was not unreasonable, and after thinking for a while, he gave her a transmission note that he had carved by himself, within a radius of thousands of miles, if he encountered danger and used it as soon as possible, he would be able to receive the news and come immediately.

The little fox had no choice but to accept the talisman and carefully hide it in the corner of his clothes, thinking that he would never use it in the future.

The villa is only more than 100 miles away from Liangzhou City, the road is mostly green mountains and mountains, the holy water secret realm is upright in early summer, the wind and the sun are beautiful, Ye Fan has not entered the five realms, can not resist the wind, and can only try his best to rush with his feet, but fortunately, the physical strength of the young man is higher than that of ordinary people, and he soon arrived at Chiliu Villa.

The villa is built at the foot of an unusually beautiful mountain, before going to the villa, Ye Fan also went to a well-known wine shop to buy a good wine, called Baihua Brew, I heard that the entire Liangzhou City only produces more than 100 jars every year, and the reservation is already full at the beginning of spring. Ye Fan also knew something about that Liu under hearsay

The old-timers usually don't have any superfluous hobbies, they just love to drink this Baihua brew, and the young man already asks for help, plus he owes this old-timer a favor before, so he can only grit his teeth and spend a lot of money to buy a jar, which makes Ye Fan secretly distressed for a long time.

But when he arrived at Chiliu Villa, Ye Fan carried the wine jar and looked at the crowd of traffic, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

It is true that there is an old steward surnamed Yang in the villa, but the porter saw that Ye Fan was young and came alone to ask to see Yang Steward and meet the old owner, but he directly and quietly invited Ye Fan out.

You must know that the old owner of Liu Xiujie passed the position to the current owner Liu Chengyuan decades ago, it can be said that the dragon sees the head but does not see the end, and the Yang steward is also nearly 100 years old.

So Ye Fan had a closed door.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, wondering if he wanted to play two tricks here and show his strength?

It's not that Ye Fan is whimsical, due to the restrictions of the rules, there are not many masters in the Holy Water Secret Realm, and it is not as good as Zi Laizhou, which is a real sword cultivation in the Four Realms, in this Shi Teng country where the water is not too deep, it is already an extremely top master grandmaster, if you let the porter know your realm, it should not be difficult to enter the villa as a guest.

Ye Fan looked at the crowd at the door holding a prayer post and constantly entering Chiliu Villa, sighed, and felt that if it really didn't work, he could only make this decision.

Suddenly, Ye Fan seemed to sense a somewhat familiar aura, and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

I saw that not far from the mountain road, a huge carriage with luxurious decoration slowly stopped, and out of a man and a woman, the man was slender, full of the fragrance of books, and his demeanor was soft, making people feel like a spring breeze.

As for the woman, she was a familiar face.

Zhao Qingluan.

Why did this woman suddenly appear here? Could it be that she had foreshadowed it?

When Ye Fan saw her, Zhao Qingluan also saw him, his face was also a little surprised, and after saying goodbye to the young man next to him, he walked straight to Ye Fan, with a graceful posture, and said with a smile of surprise: "Ye Fan Shaoxia, I didn't expect you and I to meet in this Chiliu Villa, such a fate, isn't it a hint from God to you and me?"

Ye Fan sighed lightly, why did he just send away a Luo Qingxuan, and another Zhao Qingluan?

Zhao Qingluan showed a playful smile on his face, leaned forward, and said softly: "Didn't Shaoxia see me and other men coming out of a carriage, so he was jealous?"

Ye Fan said helplessly: "I can't hide if I can't be provoked, Miss Qingluan, if you do this again, I'll leave." ”

Zhao Qingluan hid his face and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't make fun of Shaoxia, if you really give Shaoxia a little anger, isn't it Qingluan who is sad?" Come, I will introduce Shaoxia to this son of Shi Tengguo's prime minister, this time he is a guest at Chiliu Villa, also because he has something to come, I just came to visit, Shaoxia don't think that these are all arranged by Qingluan in advance. ”

Ye Fan waved his hand and did not agree to Zhao Qingluan's recommendation, "I will not see this big man, the purpose of my coming here is just to visit the old owner, as for who you come with, whatever you come here is up to you, as long as you don't implicate me." ”

Zhao Qingluan pursed his mouth and complained: "Shaoxia is really stingy. ”

Soon the lodge

There was a white-haired old man with extraordinary bearing who went out to greet the young man, Ye Fan inquired with Zhao Qingluan and found out that he was the Yang steward, after all, as the only son of the Xiangye, he came to visit, even Chiliu Villa did not dare to slack off, and a person who matched his identity must come out to receive him.

Ye Fan took this opportunity to say something to Steward Yang about visiting Liu Xiujie.

This steward, who has been with the old owner for decades, heard Ye Fan tell the story between him and Liu Xiujie, he had no doubts, and he was very sincere and familiar with the young man.

This style of doing things is completely the style of the old owner, and his old subordinate and old friend knows it very well. What's more, the person who can become friends with the old owner will definitely not be a simple person, at this juncture, it is a good thing for the villa to be able to help.

Entered the villa, passed through the corridor, there was a cave in it, Ye Fan was personally arranged by Steward Yang to a beautiful single-family courtyard, Zhao Qingluan and the grandfather were led elsewhere, just looking at Zhao Qingluan's playful expression when she left, Ye Fan always felt that she couldn't let go of herself so easily, and couldn't help but sigh again.

Ye Fan felt a fierce sword intent before entering the villa, and when he inquired, he knew that it was originally behind the courtyard, about a mile or so, there was a sword mountain full of long swords, which was a famous scene of Chiliu Villa, and the flying swords were all owned by the predecessors of the villa who died in battle or abandoned the sword and returned to seclusion, and the sword intent was extremely majestic, which was of great benefit to the monks.

Ye Fan couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart when he heard this, and after entering the courtyard to rest for a while, he walked out of the door and ran towards Sword Mountain.

The steward surnamed Yang had already walked out of the road, but he suddenly stopped, turned to look in the direction of the sword mountain, and muttered to himself uncertainly: "This young man in white, could it be that he is a kendo master?"

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In the depths of Chiliu Villa, a mountain about 100 zhang high is filled with long swords of different lengths and styles, exuding a cold sword intent that is not too big or small.

The foot of Jianshan Mountain is full of green trees, and there is a waterhole, and the small and delicate pavilions are distributed around the waterhole in twos and threes, the scene is extremely pleasant, full of vitality.

Ye Fan stood in one of the pavilions, looking at the Sword Mountain not far away, and suddenly had a thought.

If your own sword intent competes with the sword intent of this sword mountain, who can win?

He was a little moved.

It's just that Ye Fan quickly withdrew his gaze and sat honestly in the pavilion to watch around, like a traveler who came to watch the scenery.

After about half an hour, he turned his head to look at the mountain road, and a moment later, a group of men and women in fresh clothes and beautiful horses came to them, led by three people, and in the center was the personable grandfather, but in a loose shirt. On his right hand is a male son with a long sword at his waist, who is majestic and arrogant, and is not angry and arrogant. On the left is a smiling and good-looking girl in green clothes, with a gorgeous sword with a delicate scabbard and gold wire entwined hanging from her waist, and her eyebrows and eyes are four or five points similar to that of the male Wuzi.

Behind the three of them were a few children who were not too old, looking no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, but their demeanor and demeanor were extremely good.

The crowd was followed by six or seven young men who looked like attendants, all of whom were domineering and had cold faces.

An indescribable aura came straight to the side of Sword Mountain.

ps: (There is another chapter in the afternoon~)