After the young man at the head of the group reprimanded, his men all sat back in their seats.

Everyone in the tavern who had just stood up also sat down, but they all looked at this side with fierce eyes. They have never had a good opinion of these warlike aliens who have waged war before.

"Boss, I'm sorry." The young man apologized, "Since there is no place, it is not reluctant." Let's find another place. With that, the young man arched his hand and sat back.

Tianmiao slowly raised his head at this time, glanced at the young man, and quickly withdrew his eyes and did not speak.

The aliens at this table left after drinking.

Xu Lang walked to the counter and said to Tianmiao: "Boss Tian, what do these Mongolians want to do when they come to our Central Plains?" ”

"Maybe it's for the martial arts conference?" Tianmiao pulled the abacus and said casually.

"What? For the martial arts conference? What do they want to do? Want to make it bad? Tang Fengyue came over at this time, heard the conversation between the two, and frowned.

"We must not let them sabotage our martial arts conference. I find someone to keep an eye on them. Xu Lang said coldly.

"Yes. Keep an eye on them, and if they dare to act rashly, we will kill them. Tang Fengyue nodded vigorously.

"I'm afraid not. If something happens to them here, Mongolia just has an excuse to send troops. Although a peace treaty was signed, I never thought that this group would keep the agreement. They will break the contract if they find an excuse. Xu Lang shook his head and stopped Tang Fengyue's thoughts.

"That's tricky." Tang Fengyue gritted her teeth. As the eldest young master of the Tang Sect, of course he also knew about these situations. The Mongols have always been eyeing them, and although the court is not afraid of them, it is also reluctant to go to war. Today, the saint is a benevolent monarch who knows very well what kind of suffering war will bring to the people.

"I'll find someone to keep an eye on them first." After Xu Lang finished speaking, he went out like a gust of wind.

Tang Fengyue snorted coldly and muttered in a low voice: "These militants, sooner or later, I will assassinate them all." ”

When Tianmiao heard this, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly. This kid's method is really simple and crude.

The martial arts conference was approaching day by day, and Xu Lang looked for someone to look at the group of Mongolians, and he did not relax at all. But the strange thing is that this group of Mongolians, abiding by the law, except for going out to buy something, honestly squatted in the inn and did not go out at other times. There was no contact with any suspicious person. Originally, Xu Lang wondered if these people would collude with the imperial officials, but under close surveillance, no such thing was found.

The martial arts conference was finally held, and Tianmiao's tavern had long been closed. She took Konghou Dong, Xiao Duguyan and Xu Lang and their group to Wudang a day in advance. Wudang entertained this group of people. The head of Wudang is full of curiosity about the black lotus rumored on the rivers and lakes.

He had long wanted to meet the boss, but the cost of entering the tavern kept him from descending the mountain to see the legendary woman. It is naturally not easy to accept an arrogant visitor like Duguyan as a junior.

Now that I finally see it, the head of Wudang's evaluation of Tianmiao only has four words: return to the basics.

He couldn't see through the true cultivation of Tianmiao at all. Tianmiao gave him the feeling that he was integrated into the world and transcended mortals.

There are actually people who can cultivate to this point! The head of Wudang was shocked.

It's finally the day of the martial arts conference. The head of the family invited Tianmiao to sit on the high platform and watch the event from the best place of view.

(End of chapter)