Seeing the middle-aged man holding the horn of the ox pointing at the girl's table, he laughed a few times and said, "What, Ye Xiangtian, have you found two helpers to send you to death, hand over the other half of the Ye family's heavenly sword, and leave you a whole corpse." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "The people at that table are none other than Ye Xiangtian, who escaped from the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Ye family a few days ago, and his niece Ye Xiaoyi, nephew Ye Ziyu, and housekeeper Fubo.

Ye Xiangtian drank all the wine in the bowl, stood up with his sword, and said to the young men and storytellers on both sides: "Two little brothers, please leave, don't ask me to drag you down." Then he drew his sword and stopped his niece and nephew behind him, ready to fight for his life.

The storyteller didn't seem to hear anything, and continued to drink his tea, slowly closing his eyes and recuperating.

Seeing that the young man got up slightly, he stretched his waist and said slowly: "It's a pity, uncle, just now they said that the people of the Ye family can't leave, although I don't know what the Ye family refers to, I happen to be surnamed Ye." Then he said softly to the sword on the table, "Mingfeng, Mingfeng, I'm full of muscles", and the three-foot Qingfeng on the table seemed to understand human language, and let out bursts of sword sounds.

Holding Niu snorted coldly: "It seems that the name of Canglan has not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and any person dares to provoke the power of Canglan." ”

The young man picked up the Mingfeng Sword and said, "It doesn't matter if you are in the vicissitudes or the waves, if you disturb the young master to drink, you should fight, pick me up and say a trick." Then the wind came out of the sheath, and the young man's figure disappeared, the man was fast, and the sword was faster.

The three of them only felt the breeze surrounding, their bodies being blown, and they felt a little cool. When he came back to his senses, the boy had already hung his sword in front of the neck of the horns. Niu Jiao looked at the sword marks on his body, without a trace of wounds, and said: "No matter how fast the sword is, it's a pity that your hair hasn't grown, and you're still feeding, and you don't have much strength." After speaking, regardless of the blade of the sword on his neck, he was about to shoot.

I only listened to the young man: "Yes, although you want to die, my sword does not like to kill." Cut you in the arm!" As soon as he finished speaking, the horns felt the shadow of the sword pass by in an instant, and he couldn't see where the hand that stabbed the sword came from. After looking over, the boy had returned to his original position, picked up the wine and drank it. Niu Jiao looked at his body, there were no scars, and he didn't feel any pain, and said with a smile: "Ugly boy, say big things, scare your uncle, and look for death." As soon as he finished speaking, his entire left arm fell off, and the pain spread throughout his body, and he let out a howl. The two younger brothers hurriedly helped to stop the bleeding, and then their eyes were hideous and they were about to start.

At this time, I saw the innkeeper coming over with a few jugs of wine: "Heroes, don't be angry, the small shop can't afford it, come on, come on, this is the best wine in the store, drink it first and slow down." Then he walked up to the boy, put down a pot, and walked towards the storyteller. ”

I saw that the young man picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth, and then smiled at his sword: "Good wine, good wine, come and come, Mingfeng, you can taste it too." And he poured the rest of the wine upon his sword.

At this time, the innkeeper had already sent the wine to Ye Xiangtian's table, and when he was about to put it down, his hand was grabbed by the storyteller, and the storyteller asked: "Shopkeeper, no, that little brother tastes so good, how is mine the same as water, is it wrong, change a pot, change a pot." With that, he reached for the pots in the innkeeper's hand

The innkeeper smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, uncle, wait for me to change it for you." "I wanted to pull my hand, but I couldn't move a bit. Immediately, his expression changed to serious and cold: "Master! After saying that, the figure disappeared, leaving only an innkeeper's clothes on the ground. When the three bull-bearers heard the retreat, they turned around and galloped away.

Seeing that the storyteller flicked his sleeves, he chuckled: "Really, I just want to change the pot of wine, is it necessary to meet a tiger like a tiger?" ”

At this time, Ye Xiangtian hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you two for saving your life, if you have a future day, you will repay this kindness, I don't know what the names of the two benefactors are." The storyteller said: "My name is not needed, meeting is fate, it is the little brother next to you who saves you, you live here tonight to rest, I don't think the Canglan League will come." With that, he walked upstairs.

The young man next to him hugged his fists and saluted back: "Uncle, they all said that they asked me to stay, my surname is Ye, my name is Ye Xiao." But everyone seems to have the surname Ye, so let's help your own people. ”

The girl next to Ye Wentian snorted coldly: "What's the spirit, but for the sake of the difference between your and my names, I will forgive you, thank you for saving us, my name is Ye Xiaoyi, I remember your name." ”

The old man behind the girl gently touched the girl's head and said to Ye Xiao: "Thank you Engong, Xiaoyi is just naughty, I hope Engong don't go to my heart." Let's go upstairs and settle down first, and then we'll be looking for Eun Gong. Please" Then the four of them went upstairs, and Ye Xiaoyi turned around and grimaced at Ye Xiao while going upstairs.

Ye Xiao could only pinch his nose in embarrassment, and then said to the sword on the table: "Mingfeng, Mingfeng, Mingfeng, I've been moving for a long time, and I'm tired, let's go rest." He casually put his sword on his back and walked upstairs to the guest room.