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Outside the street, the high-rollers in the inn listened attentively.

When the crowd departed late at night, as they shouted to their brothers in the streets, the legends of the masters gradually spread throughout the city.

"We are in Qicheng, there are really masters... It's the inn at the east end of the city."

In the night, a man pointed to the inn in the distance, which was still surrounded by lights and lights.

But the door of the inn was closed, and the high rollers were only chatting on the side of the street, for fear of disturbing the rest of the masters, and although they were excited, they talked quietly.

But there are also some people who are worried about the things of today's masters.

"Second brother, it's late at night, go back with me, don't let my father worry."

A strong man took great pains to persuade a heroic young man: "We can bring a heavy gift tomorrow and come to meet the master again."

He hoped that his brother could go home sooner, after all, Qicheng was too chaotic, especially now that there were some people from three religions and nine streams outside the inn, there would be some chaos if there was no danger.

But no matter what the strong man said, his brother was like a demon, and he didn't listen to his own persuasion.

"Big brother, don't persuade!" The heroic young man's face showed determination, and he looked at the distressed elder brother in front of him and said, "You can just prepare for the heavy ceremony!" Today I will live in the streets and see if I can see the best of the people at dawn! ”

After the words fell, the boy found a clean place, and it seemed that he really wanted to sleep on the streets, waiting for the inn to open on the second day.

"You.." But when the strong man saw it, he was suffocated.

He didn't expect to listen to his brother since he was a child, but now for the sake of this master, not only did he not listen to his advice, but he also talked to him like this.

"I.." The strong man was angry, and after catching up with the young man, he raised his hand and wanted to fight, but when it was really time to start, he looked at the stubborn young man in front of him, as if he remembered the appearance of his childhood yearning for martial arts, and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: "That's it!" Prepare gifts for my brother.."

The eldest brother is like a father, and after the Han finally left the servant, for the sake of his brother's wishes, he left the inn and went back to the mansion to prepare a heavy gift.

But not only their brothers, but also the rest of the elders and juniors, this scene is being staged.

But this is just one of the scenes, and some people have just come to Qicheng, some of them are passing knights, and some are merchants.

"What's going on?"

When they saw that there were many people gathered in the inn, they thought something interesting had happened, so they came to the inn with the mood of watching the play.

"A master of swords, can he turn swords with wine?"

When one of the knightly men arrived, he found that everyone outside the inn was talking about a master who could turn wine into a sword.

"It's higher than Wudang's Zhang's cultivation?" The chivalrous man was stunned, and his first reaction was disbelief, but when he saw that many people were talking, he was also half suspicious and confused.

"Wine spilled, hundreds of sword lights!" It was said.

"It's a thousand ways!" Someone retorted.

One person said that it could be said to be a rumor, and two people could be regarded as a rumor, but when a group of people said it, this matter was not so simple in the eyes of chivalry.

"Is this true? Is this master really as God as they preached? The knight kept an eye in his heart, and he didn't stay long, and went to the inn booked by the senior brother.

"Yes or no, I'll see tomorrow!"

The knight thought to himself, he was going to come here early the next day to see if he could see what the crowd said was superior.

But one night passed, and on the second day, when the knight and his brothers came to the inn again, they found that there was nowhere to stay even within 200 meters.

"How can there be so many people?"

He was stunned, and stood in front of a breakfast stall with all his brothers and sisters.

And looking from him, I saw a sea of people in front of me, the street in front of the inn was crowded with people, and even the roadside stalls were covered with all kinds of gifts.

"This position is mine!" There was a noise, and a strong man on the side of the road pushed the young man in front of him.

"It's mine!" After the young man fell and got up, his eyes were red, "I slept here yesterday night."

It's noisy, not the sound of fists and flesh colliding, this is the scene that can be seen by the peripheral knights.

But close to the inn, the scene within a hundred meters is harmonious.

"Master Li, you also came to ask to see the master?" A flattering voice sounded, and a short and fat landlord in front of the inn looked at a tall and thin old man who had just arrived.

"Is it difficult, aren't you?" The old man sneered, looked at the people who made way for him, nodded, and sat down on a gift box to recuperate.

"I waited all night, and the gifts were all sent by my subordinates."

The landlord smiled undiminishedly at the old man and his guards, not caring about the old man's sneer.

He felt that before he met the master, Fan Bu offended the old man who was far more powerful than him because of a trivial matter.

But if the landlord saw the master and got acquainted with him, according to the grievances and trivial things accumulated with the old man over the years, it would be inaccurate.

"When the time comes, I will let you go around without eating!"

The landlord was indignant in his heart, but after seeing the old man looking over, he smiled again and said, "Master Li, have you eaten this morning, do you need me to send someone to buy you some..."

Not to mention whether the landlord can see Chen Peng, in the same way, it is not only them who want to see Chen Peng.

"Senior brother, this master may be true, right?"

It was still in front of the breakfast stall, and the scene of a young man next to the knight staring at the front in a daze, in his mind, was even more lively than the scene when they opened the door to accept apprentices.

"Maybe it's really a master.."

After hearing the young man's words, the chivalrous man nodded in amazement, and he also had some speculation in his heart at this time.

Originally, when he had his thoughts last night, after returning to the inn where he had booked, he told his brothers what he had heard and seen at the inn.

"Haha!" The junior brother laughed when he heard this.

"Dripping wine into a sword?" One shook his head.

"Senior brother, tomorrow senior brother will go with you to meet that master!" A senior brother showed disdain, and after pulling out his sword, he gestured to the candle and said, "I just want to hone my swordsmanship!"

From this, it can be seen that they do not believe and are preparing to come early in the morning to find trouble.

But now, in their current situation, even if the master is fake, but the level of madness of the people, after the master says a word, it is no less than the golden rule, and these people who don't know what they are in will really kill them here.

"It can be described as a real hero who punches to death!"

After looking at the inn that was about to be opened, the knight thought about it, and said such a sentence to a tall and strong man beside him.

"Senior brother, the master asked us to do things before we finish it, why don't we go?" The knight looked inquiring.

"What the junior brother said is reasonable!"

The tall and strong man nodded solemnly, and when he looked at it again, he found that the inn in the distance was opened, and a figure in a green shirt looked over.

"Is this the person?"

He was curious and looked away.

only to find that the man's eyes seemed to turn into a sharp sword, like a sword light entangled, piercing his heart, like a rabbit being targeted by a goshawk, just at a glance, he knew that he was far from an opponent!

"Maybe I don't even dare to use a sword.."

The senior brother's palms trembled, and after enduring the fear in his heart, he showed a sad look on his face, and said to the junior brothers: "How can I find this person to hone my swordsmanship for my own selfish desires, and delay the big things that the master handed over to me!"

The words fell.

With trembling hands, the senior brother covered the brim of the straw hat on his head, covering his face that was about to cry, and then fled away with all the senior brothers.

Although his legs were a little shaky, his internal strength was not bad.

And next to it, the unknown junior brother was erected, but in a moment, it disappeared into the distant street...