"Hey, boy, put the thing down, this thing, Uncle Ben has taken a fancy to it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Hearing this, Bu Yunfeng raised his head, only to see that in the aisle not far away, a young man in a white shirt was walking slowly, and the appearance of a personable swordsman made him stand out among the many customers who came to shop for goods. And behind this young man, there are many retinues by his side.

Just at a glance, Bu Yunfeng saw the general origin of the other party - the son of a large family, and he was a disciple who did not learn and did not know anything.

Why is it said that he is a disciple?

First of all, although the young man's slightly handsome face was always lazy, his eyes were full of disdain all the time, and such a person he had not seen a thousand in his memory, but eight hundred.

Bu Yunfeng was a famous gentleman in the capital in the past, and over the years, he has seen all kinds of second generations of officials and rich second generations. The appearance of this young man is not arrogant in his eyes, but... You are arrogant, you have chosen the wrong place, and you have kicked the iron plate, so you can't blame others.

"Hey, what about you, didn't you hear it, did you? Could it be that the young master wants to pull you up himself?" The young man stared at Bu Yunfeng who was squatting on the ground with disdain, completely looking like his nostrils were facing the sky and there was no one in his eyes.

"Oh?" Bu Yunfeng stood up and chuckled, and said, "What's wrong with what you fancied?" I also said that I fell in love with your clothes, why didn't you take off your clothes for me?"

Because he has dealt with all kinds of big gentlemen all the year round, Bu Yunfeng knows very well that in the face of this kind of person, blindly giving in will only make the other party gain an inch, and only by letting him understand that he is not a good stubble, he will know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is.

"Hahaha. The young man laughed, looked left and right at the entourage around him, and when he looked at Bu Yunfeng's gaze, he was like looking at a fool: "Hahahaha, did you hear it, he still wants my clothes, hahaha." Then, the young man stopped laughing and said proudly: "If you want the uncle's clothes, yes, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

"Yo, isn't this the eldest son of the sect master of the Sword Flute Sect, what's the matter, it seems that the egg hurts to come here to bully a passerby?"

Just as Bu Yunfeng was about to speak, a sarcastic voice came from another road.

It was only a few breaths after this voice appeared, and the originally crowded aisle suddenly became spacious, and at this time, Bu Yunfeng could clearly see the appearance of the person who made the sound.

This person's age was similar to that swordsman-like youth, but he didn't have the aura of a disciple on his body at all, and Bu Yunfeng could feel that this young man's strength was not low. At least, the swordsman youth is no match for this man.

"It's you, Autumn Cut Off the Water. Why are you like a fart, wherever Lao Tzu goes, you follow everywhere, you are not annoyed. After the swordsman saw the visitor, he immediately frowned, and then continued: "When did Lao Tzu bully people? Besides, even if Lao Tzu wants to bully him, what can you do, this is not Xiuyunfang City under the jurisdiction of your Yunxiu Villa, but there is a part of my Sword Flute Sect here, don't be too arrogant." ”

"Tut-tut. The young man named Qiu Duanshui suddenly smacked his lips and said: "Li Xiaojian, you really dare to say it, when did this Chishanfang City have anything to do with your Sword and Xiao Sect?

"You say that, are you saying that my Sword Flute Sect has no strength?" Li Xiaojian's face suddenly became gloomy, he put his mouth to the ear of an entourage and muttered something, then looked at Broken Qiushui and said: "Hmph, Autumn Broken Water, don't leave if you have the ability, I will let you know later, our Sword Flute Sect is not what you say in your mouth, just a cheap labor force who works and doesn't need money." ”

"Hehehehe, I want to see what moths you, the eldest son of the Sword Flute Sect, can turn up here. When Qiu Duanshui heard this, not only did he not have the slightest panic on his face, but instead found a clean place and sat up cross-legged.

"Hmph, just wait and see. Li Xiaojian's face was gloomy, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was confident.

"Nephew Xiaojian, you are in such a hurry to call your uncle here, but who is bullying you?"

Within a moment, from the gate of Nafang City, there was a rough male voice.

Within a few breaths of this voice, Bu Yunfeng saw a middle-aged swordsman dressed roughly similar to Li Xiaojian flying over the Void from Fang City, and this person didn't pay any attention to the rules of the Vulcan Battalion.

Because Bu Yunfeng knew that in Chishanfang City, no one was allowed to fly, and this middle-aged swordsman had just broken this precept.

"Haha, good nephew, but what's the matter?" As soon as the middle-aged man landed, he came to Li Xiaojian's side, and touched Li Xiaojian's head with some caresses, and his eyes were full of doting.

At this moment, Qiu Duanshui, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, saw the middle-aged man, his face changed, but he didn't mean to get up at all.

"Uncle Mu Jian, this guy from Xiuyun Villa just laughed at our Sword Sect for being just a cheap labor force who works for no money, but I don't think so, I wonder if Uncle Mu Jian can show him the strength of our Sword Sect?"

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his head to glance at Qiu Shushui on the side, and when he saw the badge on the latter's chest, he immediately squinted.

"I don't know if this little friend of Yunxiu Villa really said this?"

Hearing this, Qiu Jieshui took a deep breath, tried to calm down his mood, and said word by word: "That's right, I did say it." ”

"Now, then, could you please repeat what you just said?"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful momentum suddenly erupted from the middle-aged man's body, rushing towards Qiu Xuanshui.

"It's not good, he actually broke through to the martial artist!" Seeing this, Qiu Jieshui immediately understood, it turned out that this Li Mujian had actually broken through to the realm of a martial artist during the time he had disappeared, no wonder he dared to fly over Fang City without fear just now. Now, the Sword Flute Sect already has two martial artists, no, I have to quickly inform the mountain villa of this news.

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Jieshui no longer sat cross-legged, but forcibly got up under strong pressure, and then quickly retreated into the crowd.

"Just now, the kid made a vain conclusion, and I hope that the seniors will be angry, and there are still some things in the kid's family that have not been dealt with, so I won't be here to talk to the seniors, and I hope the seniors will forgive me. ”

However, after the autumn water broke away, such a sentence echoed in the sky above the market.

"Hmph, a coward, and you want to spoil my good deeds. ”

Seeing this, Li Xiaojian looked at the direction where the autumn water disappeared with disdain on his face and took a sip.

Then, he turned around, looked at Bu Yunfeng who was standing aside, and said disdainfully, "I heard, you just wanted my clothes?"