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"You're late, this place has already been occupied, please. The full-text and ad-free novels are all on Aishang Novel Network biquge.info "The decent man in white is authentic word by word, his voice is not loud, but every word seems to jump out of his mouth, with a sense of righteousness and roundness." In the ears of Taoists, every word is like a golden drum ringing in the ears, which is enough to deaf the ears.

The Taoist's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "What are you doing, who is responsible for this place, you find him, I will talk to him, and see if he can tolerate me." ”

The man in white sneered: "He can't tolerate you." ”

The Taoist asked aloud, "Why?"

The man in white smiled and said, "Because he thinks you are too stinky and ugly." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into laughter, and the old man who laughed the most almost got under the table.

"Hmph, hum, hum, hum" but saw that the green tendons on the Taoist's forehead were bulging, and a series ......of wild laughter came out of his mouth: "Boy, I know you have a bit of a doorway, don't buy the benefits of your tongue, you draw the next line, and the Taoist master will follow." ”

"Look at you like that, you should be an iron shoulder Taoist who came down from Wudang Mountain two years ago, but it's not easy for you to come down from the mountain, don't meddle in this matter, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it." The man in white restrained his smile and said coldly.

"Yes, I'm an iron shoulder, it's rare that you still know that there is a person like me, but you don't let me interfere, are you already meddling, so you don't allow others to interfere?"

As soon as these words came out, not only did the face of the man in white become even more ugly, but the laughter around him also sank.

"Needless to say, you don't shine on your son, and you don't look at what other people are from, and what are your origins, old boy, you can admit it." A voice sounded in a strange way, but it was the old man who played with monkeys, listening to his mean words, the two monkeys knocked on the table with chopsticks, chirping and scratching, so lively.

The man in white glanced at the old man who was playing with the monkey, his eyes swept over the green-clothed scribe again, and he snorted coldly: "Although I expected it, I didn't expect that this small place is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, but iron shoulder, I have a good intention, you should go back to Wudang Mountain, otherwise I am afraid that you will really be planted here today." ”

Although the Iron Shoulder Daoist is a little violent and rough, but it is not stupid to live to this age after all, his eyes are wide, but he is a little more cautious in his words: "The breath is not small, how about reporting ten thousand children." ”

The man in white smiled, but before he could speak, the old man picked up a chopstick, knocked on the monkey's head on the side, and said: "Son, you don't even know the owner and wife on the Lancang River, and you dare to come out and jump, no wonder you have to suffer, if the goose is you, just go back to Huaguo Mountain to be your monkey king, you don't need to be embarrassed here." ”

"Slap" The iron-shouldered Taoist slapped the table fiercely, turned his head and glared at the little old man, but the old man only cared about teasing the monkey and did not look at him at all.

"Old boy, you don't pretend to be garlic, and we'll settle the account later." Dropping a cruel word, he turned to the man in white, hugged his fists and said: "It turns out that Your Excellency is a Lancang monk, and you have admired your name for a long time, but Iron Shoulder has always been a stinky temper, and it is worth the trip to be able to understand Your Excellency's high moves." As he spoke, the Iron Shoulder Daoist stood up with a sigh, and he got up with a lot of movement, and turned over his table with him. He also made a move, pushed his hand outward, and the table flew low, actually colliding with the scribe and Mengyuan.

Sighing softly, the scribe in front of Mengyuan raised the chopsticks in his hand, as if he was clipping a big rice ball, and with a clip in the air, he actually gently clamped down the table that flew over and put it on the ground.

Almost at the same time, a pair of chopsticks in the hands of the Iron Shoulder Dao Man, side by side, flew towards the eyes of the white-clothed man known as the Lancang Monk.

Although this iron-shouldered Taoist is vulgar, these pair of chopsticks are full of internal force, and as soon as they make a move, they come to the eyes of the man in white with a wisp of wind.

And at this moment, there was no movement of the man in white, and the chopsticks seemed to hit a hidden wall, and fell with a "dear" sound.

Concentrate the dantian with supreme internal force, extract the "Yellow Garden" and "Ancestral Trick", and transport it to the eyes, once the person is seen and the enemy is injured invisibly, it is called "Canthus Gong". Meng Yuan saw this wonderful scene with his own eyes, and secretly shouted hello.

Although the man in white was still only at the beginning, the shock was incomparable, and even the little old man stopped talking and drank with all his heart.

The Iron Shoulder Daoist was stunned, his face became gray, he was silent for a while, and suddenly raised his hand and hugged his fist and said: "Today, the poor Dao is an eye-opener, admire, admire." ”

The man in white stared at him tightly, and there was no joy or anger on his face, but as soon as his kung fu was revealed just now, no one dared to underestimate him anymore.

After the Iron Shoulder Daoist finished speaking, he sighed in infinite disappointment, picked up his Zen staff, turned around and stepped out of the store.

Meng Yuan looked at it but nodded slightly, if he was in a transposition, I am afraid that his approach would be the same. Suddenly, his expression moved, and he shouted, "Beware of plotting." ”

said that it was late, but it was fast, the Taoist's left shoulder sank, and his body turned, and the iron Zen staff was sandwiched by the wind, and it smashed straight towards the face of the white-clothed man.

The viciousness of this move is indeed fierce and powerful, but it was the Taoist who saw that the man in white was invincible, so he made this decision, and his despicable heart was outrageous.

The white-clothed man's expression remained unchanged, but he nodded in the direction of Meng Yuan, which was regarded as a little kindness to Meng Yuan's reminder. The iron staff swept over his head.

The iron-shouldered Taoist didn't stop doing anything, a cane went empty, and after a pause, the thick Zen staff actually pulled back and smashed on the top of the white-clothed man's head again.

This time, the man in white leaned back, the tip of the iron rod grazing the tip of his nose and pulling it back.

After going through the air continuously, the Iron Shoulder Dao knew how powerful the other party was, and knew that in this way, he had already provoked an extremely terrible opponent.

A good iron-shouldered man, giving full play to the spirit of "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water", with a shake in his palm, the copper ring on the top of the Zen staff clanged, and he stepped forward, wanting to use the iron rod to sweep thousands of troops and hit the waist of the man in white.

But the man in white no longer indulged him.

From the left hand, he put it on the opponent's iron rod. It was as if the staff was embedded in a crack in the stone, and it no longer moved.

The Iron Shoulder Daoist took two steps in a row, and one right arm exerted the strength of his whole body to pull back, and the iron rod seemed to be welded, still motionless.

A sneer appeared on the face of the man in white. He no longer wanted to continue this asymmetrical contest.

Iron Shoulder Dao people were cold in their hearts, roared wildly, flew up with both feet, and kicked straight at the door of the white-clothed man.

On the side of the white-clothed man, his right hand was raised, and it was pressed on the surface of the Taoist's left foot.

Everyone in the hall heard a tooth-sore "cluck", and the iron-shouldered man had already landed on one foot with a pale face, and he looked like an iron canopy, obviously not lightly injured.

The man in white is not a benevolent person. The iron rod was released with his left hand, and a flat palm pressed on the thick chest that the Taoist thought was strong. At the same time, the other hand bounced up like a dragonfly, and the double dragon grabbed the pearl and fell straight between the eyes of the Taoist.

Meng Yuan narrowed his eyes, but he didn't want to see this scene, but at this moment, the man in white suddenly stopped his hand, and his expression was a little more embarrassed.

Outside the door, a man in blue walked in, with a pale face and a purple hall, indicating that he was still sick, and when he saw the man in white, he nodded, they obviously knew each other, which was a greeting. He walked into the lobby like this, but no one said much, including the people in white.

It was a feeling that was cold to the bone marrow, and it emanated from the body of the man in blue, so that anyone who wanted to say anything to him unconsciously dispelled the thought.

Meng Yuan took a deep breath, obviously this person appeared here at this time unexpectedly, he still leaned out slightly and looked out.

Nobody, he glanced at the man dissatisfied, only to see him sitting down silently on the edge of an empty table. Beckoning for wine.

Shopkeeper Hou glanced at the man in white, but saw that he had already picked up the wine and glass on his table and put them on the table of the man in blue. Poured him a glass.

Meng Yuan stood up, staggered to the counter, took out a whole wine jar and two large bowls from the counter, ignored the surprised looks of others, sat down beside him, patted the sealing mud, and poured two bowls of wine.

The man in blue looked up at him, a little surprised, but took the wine bowl, touched it with him, and drank it all. He drank quickly, Meng Yuan sighed, filled it for him again, and asked in a low voice:

"You've seen her."

"Yes."

"She's the other."

"Gone."

“……”

Meng Yuan was silent for a moment, drank all the wine in the bowl, and poured it again: "Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow." ”

Lan Yiren didn't speak, just raised the bowl in his hand.

"Who the are you, why can you come in and drink, and I'm going to be beaten when I come in." Iron staggered with a Zen cane, but it was the man in white who had withdrawn most of his palm power earlier, so he wasn't too seriously injured.

Meng Yuan turned his head, raised his hand, stood upright like a knife, and with a muffled sound, his huge body flew out of the door.

"Who is he, you don't deserve to ask." The man in white added.

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