With the ability of great wisdom and great chase, in this river and lake, it can already be called a great power.

There are actually people who are more powerful than Dazhi Datong, is that a real transcendent immortal?

"Your Majesty, this is the token for the dispatch of the forbidden army and the Ouchi Jinyi Guard, what do you want to do for me?" Holding the heavy token, his heart is like a big stone.

"Since some things are destined to happen, how can I be afraid! From now on, the safety of the Imperial Palace Ouchi is in your hands. This time, it's up to you to decide. I don't ask any questions. The emperor said very arrogantly.

"Your Majesty, isn't this a little ······?" With Wei Wuji's usual boldness, it is also a bit stressful to deal with this matter.

From the moment he took over that token, the security of the entire palace was pressed on Wei Wuji, not to mention any responsibility, honor, and mission, in terms of pure pressure, it was already quite enough.

For such a big thing, if something leaks, I'm afraid that I'm afraid of skin cramps, and I may not be able to make up for it.

"I don't want to talk about it, I've made up my mind. Anyway, the duty of the Inner Court Division is to protect the royal family, so you have to do it. "The undoubted domineering tone is indeed worthy of the emperor.

Huh! This has already been said, what else can I do about this, no matter how much pressure I have, I have to hold on.

"Listen to him, you are more powerful than Dazhi Datong?" Li Yanbei, who was dressed in white and had a full beard, sat across the table where only Wei Wuji was left.

"Do you believe his words?" Wei Wuji drank his wine.

Although Lu Xiaofeng's face was dark, he didn't say anything. If this guy can say good things about himself, he should look up and take a good look at whether the sun in the sky is rising from the west.

"His words, when it comes to women, may not be worth believing, but I am a man." Li Yanbei smiled, what can make Lu Xiaofeng so helpless must be a great immortal.

"Huh? That's a good point, and fortunately, you are indeed a man. Wei Wuji nodded sincerely, looking at Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking with a wine glass.

Just look at it, anyway, a piece of meat is indispensable. If you look at it, you can let him drink it, this fine wine treasured in the palace, don't say that it's just this level of viewing, if you take it off, it's not that you can't consider it.

"There's only one thing I want to know." Li Yanbei asked.

"One hundred taels of silver for a question, this is his rule, it's just black." Lu Xiaofeng drank wine and complained.

"One cup of the wine you drank is worth a hundred taels of silver." Wei Wuji raised his eyes, drinking my wine, you still complain, this is more shameless than scolding your mother when you put down your chopsticks.

"This is 50,000 taels of silver, except for the problem, the rest should be regarded as wine money." A silver ticket was placed directly on the table.

If it were to be converted to cash, there should be no problem crushing this table.

"Ye Gucheng really fell for Tang Tianrong's poison? and Ximen Blowing Snow in this pinnacle battle, who wins or loses. Li Yanbei said with great seriousness.

In a place like the capital, where the powerful gather, it is not easy to create today's family business after so many years.

If it weren't for the contradiction with Nancheng Lao Du, it had reached the point of irreconcilability, and he would not have risked his years of hard work!

"Tang Tianrong's kung fu of poisoning, you can ask this person who has personally experienced it, take a good look at it." Wei Wuji pointed to Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking the side.

"You were poisoned by Tang Tianrong? But how are you still alive? Li Yanbei looked extremely moved and looked at Lu Xiaofeng.

"If you are poisoned by Tang Tianrong, do you have to die?" Lu Xiaofeng can use his most personal experience to pat his chest and say - if you are poisoned by the Tang Sect, you don't necessarily have to die.

"It seems like just an answer." Li Yanbei said thoughtfully. Since Lu Xiaofeng was poisoned by Tang Tianrong, he didn't die. That Ye Gucheng didn't seem to have reached the point where he had to die.

"No, that's already two answers. For the rest of you, go to the coffin shop and find it yourself. Li Yanbei and Lu Xiaofeng stood up together.

"What I want to know is Simon blowing snow, was it hidden by you?" Lu Xiaofeng, who had just taken a step, turned around, looked at Wei Wuji and asked.

"Why? After all, I am not Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and he is not Chen Ajiao. Li Yanbei's face was indescribably strange.

If there is wine in his mouth at this moment, even if it is the legendary queen mother's elixir, he will definitely be able to spit it out.

"If he hears this, he may draw his sword and cut you." Anyone who dares to say this in the world can still keep the head on his neck, this guy is one of the few people.

"He won't show up until the fight starts." Simon Blowing Snow is certainly the protagonist of this scene, but the rhythm in front has nothing to do with him.

Besides, the real big names are usually the last to appear.

"I believe what you say now, he is indeed a great immortal." Li Yanbei touched the tip of his nose and said with sweat dripping out. I am afraid that the dangers he encountered today are more than the sum of his whole life.

"He was originally a great immortal, and for me, everyone who can drink that kind of wine is an immortal." For people like Lu Xiaofeng, there may be nothing in the world that is more solemn than drinking.

"It seems to be a top-quality imperial sake only for Ouchi, and the emperor is exclusive to him." Li Yanbei is Li Yanbei after all, and after so many years in this capital, he has not just made money.

"I really regret it now, I should have had a good drink like you." As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and drinking the emperor's exclusive imperial wine alone is not something that money can do.

"I now know why we were able to become friends." Lu Xiaofeng looked at Li Yanbei very seriously.

"Why?" Li Yanbei is a little confused, is there any specific condition to become a friend?

"Because you, like me, don't die when you see wine." The corners of Li Yanbei's mouth twitched, he wanted to say, I am more temperate than you, a drunkard. Because everyone in the world knows that Li Yanbei drinks wine, the amount has always been a jar of bamboo leaves.

"Is it really that dangerous?" Li Yanbei's expression suddenly became extremely serious. There is also a little, as if it is a blessing for the rest of the life.

"What would it feel like if Ximen Blowing Snow or Ye Gucheng's sword was on your neck?" Lu Xiaofeng tilted his head and looked at Li Yanbeidao.

"I suddenly feel that after earning most of my life's money, it is more appropriate to spend it as soon as possible." Li Yanbei said very seriously. At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling - if a person dies but the money is not spent, it seems to be a sad and painful thing.

"That's a good idea, I think you can make a coffin out of gold." Lu Xiaofeng raised his head, looked at the plaque on the coffin shop and said.

"Guest, are you going to make a coffin with gold?" The shopkeeper of the coffin shop raised his head and said. These words undoubtedly entered the ears of the shopkeeper, and the strange people in this world have seen a lot, and there are many people who beat their insoles with gold, let alone coffins.

"I'll come to see one coffin, or two coffins, the coffins of Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng." Lu Xiaofeng looked at the shopkeeper and said very seriously.

If someone says that Lu Xiaofeng is a fool, his head must have been kicked by the donkey's hooves.

"It's a hunchbacked guest." The shopkeeper glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and Li Yanbei, the West Gate Blowing Snow Leaf Lonely City, such a name is always easy to remember.

"A hunchbacked person, can't he straighten up in this life?" Lu Xiaofeng, Li Yanbei, there are flashing fluctuations in their eyes, and hunchbacking may indeed be an extremely significant feature.

But it's nothing, because there are too many hunchbacks in this world. Hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands, if you will, are not a problem.

"Okay, please wait." The shopkeeper glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and Li Yanbei very seriously again, and said.

"A good coffin, a good coffin." Standing in the coffin shop and saying something like this seems a little inappropriate.

After all, it was a coffin for the dead, not some rare treasure.

But these words are extremely sincere, the coffin of golden silk nanmu, the standard configuration of Emperor Laozi, who dares to say that it is not a treasure. What's more, it was prepared by Ye Gucheng to blow snow for Ximen.

"In terms of this height ratio, it is indeed possible to lie down to blow snow at the West Gate, Ye Gucheng. Now you should understand what he meant by that, right? Lu Xiaofeng's face at the moment may be the most ugly in his life.

"If I don't understand, are you going to open my head?" It's not a funny joke, especially in a coffin shop.

Of course Li Yanbei understands, if he still doesn't understand, then he is not Li Yanbei. When two tigers fight, one will be injured, although this saying is ancient, it is not necessarily true. Usually both tigers are injured, and the only ones who really win are the hunters who are waiting nearby.

"All of a sudden, I really wanted to spend all my money." Li Yanbei is really extremely sincere this time, if it falls into the hands of those hunters who are waiting next to him······

Maybe he could wipe his neck with a sharp sword that could blow off his hair. He never thinks of himself as a good person, but he is also not a scumbag with no bottom line.

"It's useless, as I said before, no one can force Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng to do what they don't want to do. What they are willing to do, no one can stop. Again, there is a sword that is not weaker than them. With his understanding of Wei Wuji, if he didn't intervene in such a thing, then the sun in the sky should really rise from the west.

"Then this river and lake is really more interesting than imagined." Li Yanbei's eyes flashed with unprecedented excitement and solemnity. No matter which way the bull ghost snake god is, he is ready to go all out at this moment.

Even if it is a piece of meat and bones, after gnawing the meat scraps on the bones, the bones themselves must be toothless, and maybe they will have to break their front teeth.

"What are you looking at?" Stepping out of the coffin shop, as soon as he looked up, he saw the old Taoist priest standing on the street, dressed in bright clothes, Lu Xiaofeng walked over and asked.

"Look at a strange thing, Lu Xiaofeng will actually step into the coffin shop one day." Mu Daoren smiled, he remembered that Lu Xiaofeng had said a word before.

"In the past, it was indeed a bit taboo, but this matter was not very suddenly figured out. Sooner or later, don't you have to meet each other? ”

"What's more, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng have already entered the coffin shop." Lu Xiaofeng sighed, even if the person hadn't been lying in yet, the name had already gone in.

"Who is so capable?" Mu Daoren's face shook, and the degree of discoloration seemed to see the five decays of heaven and man recorded in the Taoist classics, and the ten directions were destroyed. The popular and familiar saying is the end of the world.

"I don't know, maybe it's a hunter." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, how could the hunter who was preparing to bend his bow and shoot arrows in the dense forest let the prey know.

"Where are you going?" Mu Daoren looked at the back of Lu Xiaofeng, who was swaying away, glanced at Li Yanbei, and asked loudly.

"I don't know, maybe it's Chunhua Building, maybe someone is already waiting for me there." Lu Xiaofeng shook his hand without replying and said.

"Then you remember to go back to Aunt Thirteen's Thirteen Mansions. There's a guest who should have been waiting for you there for a while. Li Yanbei said in a loud voice. Although he didn't hear Lu Xiaofeng's response, Li Yanbei believed that he must have heard it.

At dusk, Chunhua Building has not yet opened the door to take a seat, and Lu Xiaofeng is in the scattered seat downstairs, leisurely drinking the incense tablets that people in the city love to drink.

There is no way, who made him Lu Xiaofeng, as soon as he made a move, it was Lu Xiaofeng who was five thousand taels of silver. Even for the sake of silver, you have to greet this uncle.

"Lu Xiaofeng? Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows? This voice made Lu Xiaofeng look up, and then he saw a young man with a long sword in his hand and glaring at him angrily.

A slender and powerful hand gripping the hilt of the sword wrapped in a layer of silk. Only a master who really knows how to use a sword can understand such a method. Because when the hand is held on the hilt of the sword, it is not only easier to exert force, but also to absorb the sweat of the palm and the tension.

This is a master of swordsmanship, Lu Xiaofeng can see it at a glance. But what he couldn't understand was what kind of hatred he had with this young man.

Because of the look on the face of this young man who walked towards him with a sword in his hand, Du Tongxuan was even more terrifying when he walked towards Li Yanbei.

Lu Xiaofeng always thought that he had a good memory, but he really couldn't figure out what grievances this young man had with him, because he didn't know this young man.

"If there is no second person in this world who has four eyebrows, then I am Lu Xiaofeng." Lu Xiaofeng said calmly. There is no one in this world who can make him dare not let him not admit his identity.

"Where is Simon Blowing Snow?" The sword has the meaning of being unsheathed.