Listening to the laughter, Ma Xingkong stood up first, and greeted with a smile: "Hello big boss!" ”

But Yan Tieshan didn't seem to see him at all, so he directly grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's hand and laughed: "Lu Xiaofeng is still the same, but why are you missing two eyebrows?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "I don't have money to pay for food, so I can only shave my beard, fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows, and some people can look at them, otherwise I don't have two left." ”

Yan Tieshan laughed and said, "Hahaha, Lu Xiaofeng's beard can actually pay for wine." ”

He turned around again and smiled at Hua Manlou: "You must be the seventh child of the Hua family, several of your brothers have been here, and the amount of alcohol in the third and fifth children is very good." ”

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Seven children can also drink a few cups." ”

Yan Tieshan stroked his palm and said, "Okay, great! ”

When he looked at Arbitrary, his expression was slightly stunned, just like Huo Tianqing and the others, they couldn't help but show curiosity about Arbitrary.

A striking white-haired ...... It is as if each one carries sorrow and misfortune. The incessant coughing made his pale face glow with a tragic pathology; Whoever sees him will feel that he is a dying man.

But this man looked no more than twenty years old, and his appearance was still very young, especially his leisurely demeanor, as if he didn't care much about everything.

"My name is arbitrary."

Yan Tieshan smiled: "I didn't expect to meet one more friend today." ”

Yan Tieshan laughed and said: "Sit, sit, I asked someone to bring a few jars of Lao Fen wine, today is a happy day, and it is also a day to get drunk." ”

Everyone sat down, but Shangguan Xue'er pouted, looking very unhappy...... It was as if the people here couldn't see her, she knew they did, but she just pretended not to see herself.

She sat down sullenly, and closed her little mouth sullenly; Although she is only twelve years old, she is also a woman, but any woman, whether she is five or a hundred years old, always likes not to speak when she is angry.

The dishes are exquisite, and the wine is also aged.

Yan Tieshan was constantly picking up vegetables for Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

Lu Xiaofeng pointed to it and asked, "The big boss is a native of Shanxi?" ”

Yan Tieshan said with a smile: "Yes, I was born here, I haven't left here for decades, and I went to Mount Tai once more than ten years ago." ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and suddenly said: "The big boss is from Shanxi, so where is Manager Yan from?" ”

Ma Xingkong preemptively said: "There is only Chief Huo here, and there is no Chief Yan." ”

Lu Xiaofeng didn't look at him, only stared at Yan Tieshan, and said lightly: "I naturally know Manager Huo, but what I am talking about is Yan Liben of the Jinpeng Dynasty in the past, and the big boss of 'Manager Yan' must be very familiar." ”

Yan Tieshan's face had changed, his whole face seemed to stiffen, and his smile had disappeared.

Lu Xiaofeng saw his changes, his eyes were already flashing, and he slowly continued: "The big boss can tell Manager Yan that he owes an old account fifty years ago, and now someone has asked him to settle it." ”

Yan Tieshan's face was gloomy, and he shouted, "Manager Huo." ”

Huo Tianqing said: "Yes." ”

Yan Tieshan said coldly: "A few guests are leaving, you go and prepare carriages and horses for them." As soon as he had finished speaking, he suddenly got up, and then strode out without looking back.

But when he turned around, someone stopped him.

No one noticed how this person appeared in front of him, but Su Shaoqing, Ma Xingkong, and Huo Tianqing were already in front of Yan Tieshan.

The man had always had a long sword pinned to his waist, but they had never cared about it.

Ma Xingkong smiled and said, "Boy, do you want to find death?" ”

coughed slightly, shook his head arbitrarily, and said lightly: "Whoever moves will die." ”

Ma Xingkong said sharply: "I think it's you who is looking for death!" ”

With a loud sound, he reached into his waist with his right hand, and then pulled out a fish-scale purple-gold dragon wand.

But as soon as he moved, a stunning, brilliant sword light had already swept past.

The sword light flashed and disappeared, only at the throat of Ma Xingkong, like a floating light, fleeting.

The sword light was completely gone, as the sword was back in its scabbard. It came so fast that it was confusing, and it disappeared so quickly that people didn't expect it.

Before anyone reacted, Ma Xingkong had been pierced through his throat and fell down.

He was coughing again, and even those who heard him cough seemed to be able to feel his hardship, but the sword light just now was really emitted by such a person?

No one would have believed that such a thing had happened in the world unless they had seen it with their own eyes, and even if they had seen it with their own eyes, they would have doubted whether what was in front of them was real......

Almost everyone looked at the sickly young man in disbelief.

A cold word suddenly broke the silence here.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A man walked in through the door...... He was dressed as white as snow, and stood upright in front of everyone, and at his waist was a black, narrow, ancient sword.

Yan Tieshan regained some composure and asked sharply, "Who are you?" ”

"Simon blows snow!"

The words 'Ximen blowing snow' are like a sword edge, sharp and cold.

Yan Tieshan wanted to retreat, but suddenly stopped, he looked at arbitrariness deeply, and finally shouted loudly: "Someone! ”

The inside and outside of the Water Pavilion were quiet, and there was not even a ghost.

But after Yan Tieshan shouted, the window lattice shattered, and five people flew in, all holding glowing weapons in their hands...... Wu hook sword, Yan Ling knife, Lianzi gun, chicken claw sickle, iron rod.

The five pieces are all very delicate Qimen blades, and those who can make this kind of weapon will undoubtedly not be weak in martial arts.

Simon Blowing Snow didn't even look at them, and at this moment there seemed to be only one person in his eyes.

"You still want to draw a sword?"

Arbitrarily shook his head.

Simon Fuxue looked at him coldly and didn't say anything, but he still didn't see anyone else in his eyes.

The wind sounded rapidly, and the Yanling knife had already wrenched out a knife flower, and it slashed towards the snow blowing at the west gate; And the iron rod also turned into a stick shadow, sweeping out the strong wind.

The other Wu hook sword, Lianzi gun, and chicken claw sickle also attacked at the same time!

Simon Blowing Snow's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sword was unsheathed!

Huo Tianqing and Su Shaoqing didn't move, because they didn't move at will, and they wouldn't move; They didn't move, and Yan Tieshan didn't dare to move.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed and said, "I just have something I want to ask Manager Yan." ”

Yan Tieshan's white and chubby face suddenly revealed a strange fear, and the person seemed to have become much older in an instant. After a long time, he sighed and muttered, "He has been dead for decades, so why do you bother to find a dead man?" ”