Jun Santai's words once again made the man with the sword on his back choked enough, and pointed at him with an angry expression, with a depressed face: "You...... You ......"

"What are you stupid carving! Don't point your broken finger at Lao Tzu, Nima! Stupid don't pull a few, there is a kind of you killing Lao Tzu, come on! Jun Santai glared at the other party angrily and said very directly and provocatively.

"Good...... Very good! What a foul mouth, let the elders in your sect teach you a good lesson, a junior who doesn't know how to be polite!Look at the sword!" The man with the sword on his back in Tsing Yi found that he really couldn't communicate with a guy like Jun Santai, so he immediately floated back, and immediately distanced himself from him, ready to have a big fight with him.

When he retreated, he didn't forget to quickly pinch the seal in his hand, and just as he was about to pull out the long sword behind him to cast a spell, the old man in green clothes standing behind the counter moved his lips a few times, as if he was transmitting a sound.

Jun Santai saw that the face of the man in Tsing Yi with a sword on his back changed, and his face was bitter, and then he quickly withdrew the hand and seal of the sword, and immediately calmed down, and returned to his seat with a little anger and unwillingness, his heart was depressed, his face was ugly, and he looked at the old man in Tsing Yi with a little unhappiness, looking very reluctant.

Mrs. Jun looked at the guy angrily looking for himself to fight, but he didn't know what was going on, so he was about to draw his sword and start a battle, but he didn't know why he didn't make any moves, but instead sat back on the chair with a helpless face, and sat stupidly with a sullen look, which was very funny.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Mrs. Jun San felt very funny: "Silly fork!"

"You! I..."

Jun Santai's stupid words were said loudly, and when the man with the sword on his back heard it and was about to get up and start again, the old man in Tsing Yi behind the counter immediately raised his head and looked at him coldly.

The man with the sword on his back had no choice but to put away his desire to beat him, and could only stare at Jun Santai sullenly, unable to do anything, and was so angry in his heart that he couldn't do it.

Mrs. Jun glanced at him, and spat at him: "Phew! What a thing!" and then slowly walked towards the white-haired old man in green clothes again: "Uh.. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

Hearing his apology, the old man smiled very kindly and didn't say anything.

The old man nodded appreciatively, and then his apology gave him a sense of respect! Looking at his performance at the moment, the old man in Tsing Yi was very satisfied, and only then did he show a kind attitude towards him.

"This fellow Daoist, the one you said is wearing a butterfly mask, the senior of Tiansongke, right?"

"What?" Jun Santai looked confused when he heard this. I never expected it to be that guy, the guy who asked him to go to the Eastern District to wade through the troubled waters, "Tiansongke", the guy who is not difficult to talk to and is not a woman, he really feels a little confused.

Seeing Jun Santai's expression, the old man in Tsing Yi didn't care, and then said: "If the little brother wants to find the senior of Tiansongke, please wait for a while, the senior of Tiansongke will be there in a while! ”

Listening to the words of the old man in Tsing Yi, Jun Santai frowned, he seemed to understand a little now, everyone here came to find Tiansongke, this Nima still had to wait in line, at this moment his heart was roaring: "Damn!

It's like making a phone appointment in real society, you need to remember a number and then arrange a meeting, which makes him feel a little big, but looking at the old man's kind smile, he still nodded helplessly, although he is very reluctant, but so many people are waiting?

"Who the hell is that guy Tiansongke, mysterious and secretive, what is he doing?" Jun Santai's heart became more and more curious about Tiansongke, and he always felt that this guy must have some unknown purpose when he approached him.

Raise your feet and leave the counter and sit down at a more spacious table of eight immortals, Jun San Tai doesn't want to do things in this strange place, provided that the guy with the sword on his back is a little quiet, otherwise he doesn't want to make trouble for himself.

Seeing that Mrs. Jun San was obediently seated, the old man in Tsing Yi began to play with his abacus again, pretending to ignore the crowd that suddenly became lively, and concentrated on his own affairs.

Sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, Mrs. Jun always felt that her back was always cold, and the people around her became too strange, there were always some vague glances sweeping towards her, but she couldn't find out whose gaze it was, and this invisible gaze made him feel very depressed: "Nima! This teahouse is too strange! Why is it so weird! What the hell is this place, damn it!"

At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he was a little annoyed, Jun Santai noticed that someone was deliberately manipulating himself, but after a while, his expression returned to calm, and he slowly kept calm in his heart, not wanting to worry about it so much.

The man in Tsing Yi with the sword on his back released his aura at this moment, provoking Jun Santai unabashedly, with a smug look on his face.

Jun Santai didn't want to pay attention to him after he found out that he was a ghost, and thought that if you provoke, just provoke, as long as it is not too excessive, whatever you provoke, you are happy. Looking at this guy's smug face, Mrs. Jun San felt very disgusted no matter how she looked at it.

Glancing at this guy, Mrs. Jun San didn't speak, didn't make any dissatisfied expressions towards him, and didn't mean to give any warning, just a calm face, as if to tell him that my heart didn't fluctuate, and I even wanted to laugh a little.

The surrounding crowd also noticed the small movements of the man with the sword on his back, and the noise and conversation at this time quietly faded a lot, and the scene seemed to return to its previous calm. These people all had an old and interested expression, maintaining an attitude like watching a play and watching the development of events.

For the provocation of the sword man, Jun Santai really didn't want to take care of this goods, he really wanted to beat him before, but now that he thinks about it, he still thinks it's better to settle down, after all, he hasn't figured out what the hell this is, and there are many strong people, and he told himself in his heart that forbearance will pass, anyway, he scolded him just now, and now let this sword man get back a little face is even if it is flattened.

Jun Santai can think this way to show that he is generous, but everyone doesn't think so. These people all looked at Jun Santai in unison, looking forward to what would happen next.

Although there was also a little anger in Jun Santai's eyes, everyone felt that he was not very angry. He wasn't really angry, he was just a little upset.

Jun San doesn't care about it's his own business, but this man with a sword on his back won't let him go so easily. Seeing the cowardly appearance of Jun Santai, he increased his coercion a little more, and released it towards Jun Santai again, wanting to provoke him again.

Feeling that the coercive aura on his body suddenly became a lot heavier, Jun Santai was really a little angry. He felt that this guy didn't know how to stop in moderation? Even if Mrs. Jun San wanted to beat him up right now, he still had to be careful in this kind of place, and try not to stir up trouble first. He secretly warned himself not to cause trouble, not to cause trouble, and while trying to restrain himself, he reminded himself that impulsiveness was the devil.

Jun Santai didn't know if all the people gathered here were "monks", and he didn't know what kind of place this was, but he knew one thing very well, everyone here was very strong. As long as he doesn't suffer any big grievances, Jun San doesn't want to get into trouble easily, he always feels that people here are not simple, and it is better to be careful.

In this strange place, you should stay calm and preferably not be impulsive. Jun San didn't want to cause trouble, so he once again pretended to turn a blind eye to the provocation of the man with the sword on his back, and chose to be patient, not wanting to care so much.

He didn't want to make trouble in this strange place, and the reason why he didn't want to make trouble was not because he was afraid of things, but because he was here to find someone and not to fight, and fighting here or something would be meaningless to him at all, and it would be useless.

Sister Yi Tianyan once said to him: "We don't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean that we are "afraid of things", but before you make trouble, you need to think clearly about whether it makes sense for you to do all this." He thought it made sense.

"Violence doesn't solve all problems, it only shows the seriousness of the problem, and in the end it's the same result, it's useless, and it can't be best dealt with. For this classic saying, he Jun Santai agrees very much. It's not that violence is useless, it's up to you how you use it, and where you use it.

Feeling the coercive power constantly attacking him, Jun Santai didn't mean to dodge, nor did he want to fight back, but held on with an ugly face, until the Eight Immortals table in front of him trembled directly, and then frowned slightly, but he still looked at the smiling sword man calmly, didn't say anything, didn't want to say anything, just looked at the guy calmly, and his eyes were much colder.

Seeing his cowardice that he didn't dare to make a move, the man with the sword on his back pursed his lips with disdain: "Cut! I thought it was a joke!"

Regarding the words of the sword man who provoked him again, Jun Santai still chose to be silent, didn't want to pay attention to it, and still didn't make any moves, planning to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and endure everything that couldn't be tolerated.

Seeing that Jun Santai really didn't respond to his provocation, the face of the man with the sword sank, he didn't expect this guy to really be able to bear it, and then once again increased the coercion of his breath and forced Jun Santai away.

In the face of the powerful coercion that struck again, Jun Santai felt in her heart that this guy had gone too far: "Lao Tzu can't bear to let you score three points, you still want to increase your TM by a foot, I damn it! Is it really that Lao Tzu is a vegetarian? You stupid eagle, I'll go to your uncle's! No matter what kind of place you are, I'll kill you!"

Jun Santai was very angry in his heart, he felt that this man with a sword was dying, he was simply sick, and he didn't care about it, this guy was so unforgiving, unforgivable.

The expression on Jun Santai's face remained the same, but there was a little murderous intent in her eyes. Unhurriedly, he said coldly to the man with the sword on his back: "You!