If you say that in the previous life, Su Liu's biggest regret was that he looked at Xiaoaojianghu.

The answer was the glance that Su Liufang had just glanced.

Qu Feiyan, an elf, cute and innocent little girl, was the same age as a flower, but in the original book, she died tragically under the sword of Fei Bin, the hand of Da Songyang, and Su Liuzhi regretted it in her heart.

This little girl is about the same age as her sister Qianqian, Su Liu thought of Qianqian when she saw her, and there was no shadow in her heart, where could she have a tragic ending like in the original book

"Bang, bang, bang."

Firecrackers exploded outside Liu's house, the crowd was sensational, and the cheers continued, obviously the golden basin washing hands was about to start.

When Su Liuti walked into Liu's mansion, the sky above the eaves was a little dim and gloomy.

"Brother Zhang, you are good."

"Okay, what a fart, wow, I'm an old beggar, how can I live comfortably like your old boxer Xia of Liuhemen, there are groups of children under my knees, and my children and grandchildren are full."

"That's not right, Mr. Xia is happy and happy, but you don't need Brother Zhang to be the deputy leader of the beggar gang, your prestige is very high, and you will decide many big things."

"Dare to ask?"

"In Lower Lucis, it is the people of the rivers and lakes who give the nickname of the magic pen."

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time, and the leader of the Sea Sand Gang in the Lower East China Sea roars."

"Haha, those are all good men, everyone is good, today is also a good day for Lao Liu, let's go in together."

“”

Such congratulations from high-rollers from all over the world, from all over the world, from all over the world, are endless.

Su Liu was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, his face was cold, shuttling through the crowd of people coming and going, but he didn't talk to anyone, others saw him wearing the Taoist robe of the Taishan faction, and knew that he was a figure of the Wuyue Sword Sect, even if he had the heart to talk to him, as soon as he saw his cold and solemn look, at most he nodded to him, not daring to approach.

Su Liu couldn't help but make such a face, just because there were too many things for him to think about today.

Su Liu is here to prevent the tragedy of washing his hands in the golden basin, so there are several difficulties for him to solve.

First, the first is the threat of the Songshan faction, the thirteen Taibao under Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan, has been led by his number one horse boy Fei Bin to kill Liu Zhengfeng's family.

Second, the leaders of the various sects of the righteous path here must also control their momentum, otherwise they may also attack themselves. If you talk about martial arts, Su Liu knows that there are several of them who are in the middle of the game with him, Yue Buqun, Mr. Mo Da.

In addition to these two points, the enemy also has a lot of cannon fodder to help, or the remaining dwarf of the Qingcheng faction. And on his side, Tian Boguang and Qu Yang are only three people, and they have all listened to their own arrangements, each with their own places to go, and they are alone at this time, which can really be described as single-handed.

All kinds of changes can not help but make a perfect plan.

When Su Liu entered the hall, he saw a golden basin on the coffee table, which was filled with water.

After glancing again, I didn't see Liu Zhengfeng, probably I was still thanking guests elsewhere, and I didn't get to the hall, only Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng faction, Dingyi Shitai of the Hengshan faction, and Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan, sat alone and didn't say a word, Taishan sent Tianmen brothers, but Yue Buqun, the "gentleman's sword" of the Huashan faction, actually came.

Su Liu couldn't help but take a few more looks, and he really couldn't remember who was in the original book he read in his previous life, and he came here, but he was afraid that it would cause a lot of changes in the plot.

"Senior Brother Su Su!"

"Uncle Su!"

"Hmph."

The person who called Senior Brother Su was a person from Tiansong Dao, and at this time he was looking at Su Liu in disbelief, his mouth opened and closed slightly, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to say: "Senior Brother Su Su, I came back to look for you in the forest that day, why are you gone." ”

Su Liu smiled and didn't answer, Tiansong couldn't wait to ask as soon as they met, it seems that this matter is the most guilty thing he has been about these days.

The one who called Uncle Su was Yi Lin who was sitting behind Hengshan Sect Dingyi, and she smiled shyly at Su Liu, while secretly looking at the master's expression.

As for that cold snort, you don't have to guess to know who it is, it is the Yucang Sea Yuguan Lord of Qingcheng Mountain.

He wasn't the first to speak, because he first leaned sideways and heard Luo Renjie say something in his ear before he reacted.

"You are Su Liu of the Taishan faction."

Yu Canghai took a step forward, sneered, the muscles on his face seemed to be a little hideously twisted, and he said with a strange laugh; "The sword is unique, what a great majesty! But I don't know where you learned your martial arts, the Taishan faction can teach a kid like you!? ”

Su Liu walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, walked towards the Qingcheng faction, and said as he walked: "The world's martial arts, the principles are the same, and you can use one or two of them, it's not so rare, Lord Yu seems to have a great prejudice against me." ”

When he passed by the edge of Mr. Mo's seat, he nodded and smiled gently with him, and Mr. Mo Da also pulled the corners of his mouth, nodded, and smiled at Su Liubao.

Yue Buqun, who was next to Mr. Mo, hurried over, but he missed the big scene a few days ago, but he also learned about the existence of Su Liu's person from the disciples in the door, and smiled humbly at Su Liu.

Su Liu walked for a while, but he still greeted him and the leaders of Mount Tai and Heng Mountain, and then slowly paced in front of Yu Canghai.

Although Yu Canghai has a kind of grandmaster temperament, but his short stature is an indisputable fact, at this time, in order to strengthen his momentum, he also stood in front of Su Liu.

The two stood facing each other, their eyes staring at each other tightly, but one was short and sharp and raised his head and stared, and the other was looking down at him with his hands behind his back, and many people in the hall naturally felt dwarfed in their hearts.

Yu Canghai sneered; "Martial arts are all used in the world, it's very good, let me see if your sword is really as everyone said."

As soon as these words came out, Yue Buqun suddenly felt that Yu Shorty was undignified, and he was concerned with a young man who was only as old as his disciples, Tianmen Daoist frowned, and was about to have a seizure, but he raised his hand to Mr. Mo to stop him, and Mr. Mo Da didn't look at Yu Canghai, but only said to Tianmen Dao: "Brother Dao, sit down, Yu Shorty will take his own humiliation." ”

Although Mr. Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng have never been on good terms, but after all, this is also the head of the Hengshan faction, although the people of Tianmen Dao are tough, but they are not stubborn to this point, so they have to smile reluctantly and sit solemnly.

Yue Buqun glanced at Mr. Mo Da in surprise, and said in his heart: A young man who dares to provoke a good player like Yu Xiaozi, who has been famous for a long time, must hold it. This Xiaoxiang Night Rain Mr. Mo Da has always been silent in the rivers and lakes, why is he so blue-eyed to a kid's swordsmanship today.

Could it be that this kid has got that sword book, so he dares to be so arrogant?

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun's eyes burst out with two terrifying rays of light, but this light was only fleeting.

Everyone in the hall was looking at Su Liu and Yu Canghai, who were facing each other and peeping at each other's flaws, and no one noticed the change in his expression.

Only one person silently observed him, and saw that Yue Buqun had such a moment of distraction.

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