Chapter 227: What kind of relationship
The stewards of the Wang He family wiped a handful of cold sweat and watched the black-clothed young man leave, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, they put away the spirit stones on the ground one by one, thinking that this battle was really thunderous and rainy, in fact, not only them, but also the rest of the spectators, before Wen Shiyu defeated the two masters of Qiuming Mountain in one fell swoop, attracting the attention of many people, plus he said wildly that he wanted to challenge Chen Bufan, the senior brother of Qiuming Mountain, everyone came all the way from the guild halls around the Heavenly Tomb to watch the battle, who knew that in the end it was so hasty, it really made people feel like a tiger and a snakeγ Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
It's just that Wen Shiyu's strength is indeed extremely strong, and this young insect master will probably become one of the focuses of attention of many masters on the entire island after this time, and will be a strong contender for the top ten in the Heaven Sacrifice Conference.
The crowd gradually dispersed, He Xingge patted the dust on his body, and was about to turn around and leave, but inadvertently saw Li Molan in the crowd.
He Xingge was slightly stunned and nodded at Li Molan.
Li Molan also nodded, turned around and left, everyone was an opponent at the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, and there were many people who sharpened their knives and wanted to challenge him, it was indeed inconvenient for him to expose himself here.
The busy pedestrian street is very lively, and the participants who gathered to watch the battle also strolled through the streets after the incident subsided, and many drinkers walked down from the second floor of the restaurant teahouse, crowded with people, and the noise was endless.
Li Molan turned to leave, and before he took two steps, a surprised voice sounded behind him.
"Is that you?"
Hearing these two words, Li Molan turned around suspiciously, and saw that Wang He Wushuang, a genius boy from the Daomen who was not unfamiliar to him, was standing with another young man, looking at him in surprise.
"Yo, it's you. Li Molan smiled, remembering that in the tomb of Yubei, he and this young man had lived and died together for a period of time, and they were acquaintances, so he beckoned to him.
Wang He Wushuang was a little surprised between his eyebrows, stepped forward, and introduced: "This is my second uncle, Wang He Jingyun, who is also a contestant of the Heaven Sacrifice Conference. β
Li Molan glanced at Wang He, who had a bohemian smile on his face, in surprise, and made a greeting salute.
Immediately afterwards, Wang He Wushuang said to Wang He: "He is Li Molan. β
"Li Molan, the heir of the Beihai Sword Immortal?"
Wang He raised his eyebrows in surprise, showing a somewhat interested look, and said, "It is indeed a very powerful offspring." β
He looked at Li Molan carefully, and suddenly felt that the young man in green shirt in front of him seemed to have turned into a sharp unsheathed sword, and Wang He, who had not felt this way for many years, raised his eyebrows even higher, like two black rainbows.
Li Molan didn't say much about Wang He's praise in shock, just bowed his head politely, and Wang He Wushuang on the side asked, "Where are you going?"
"Tianshan Town. β
"Let's go to Tianshan Town for a drink? It's all the property of my Wang He family, and of course you don't need money to drink. Wang He Wushuang said.
"Well, I don't have much money on me. Li Molan nodded.
It is naturally a good thing to have someone to treat, and Wang He Wushuang is the eldest young master of the Wang He family, so naturally there will be no problems with money, Li Molan walked on the street with him and Wang He Jingyun, and walked in the direction of Tianshan Town.
"Were you watching the battle just now?" Wang He Jingyun seemed to be very interested in Li Molan, and turned his head to ask.
Li Molan thought about the battle just now, and couldn't help but nodded. The black-clothed young man named Wen Shiyu was also a very strong opponent in his opinion, if he met this person in the battle of the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, he would not be sure of defeating him, even if his realm had reached a higher level some time ago and his strength was much stronger.
"They're all strong, among the geniuses I've ever seen...... Except for He Xingge, there are probably only four people who can defeat him steadily. Li Molan said lightly.
"There are actually four?" Wang He's eyes showed some surprise.
"Is there only four?" Wang Hewushuang's reaction was different from Wang He's shocking clouds, in his opinion, even though Wen Shiyu was powerful, but Beihai was also able to produce many people, not to mention that it was still in an era when wild flowers were blooming all over the mountain, could it only be that four people could only be found to be stronger than him?
Wang He was shocked and asked, "Which four?"
"Chen Bufan, Jun is not evil, Yu Huaji, Wang Zijian. Li Molan said calmly.
"Are you in the top four on the Beihai Billboard?" Wang He groaned for a while, and said: "I just returned to Beihai, and I really haven't seen a few geniuses on the Billboard, so it's not good to evaluate, but since you evaluate it like this, it seems that those four people are indeed extremely strong." β
Wang He Wushuang thought to himself, and that was indeed the case.
If it were someone else, they might have objections to Li Molan's putting the sword idiot Wang Zijian and the other three people on the same level, but Wang He Wushuang was the one who really faced the sword of the prince sword, and the feeling of being as heavy as a mountain and as vast as a sea and as cold as frost made him never forget.
"Do you think you have a chance of winning a battle with him?" Wang He said curiously.
The descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal is naturally the pride of the sky that no one can ignore, not to mention that he is also the sixth master on the list, no one wants to know how Li Molan himself thinks of that young insect master.
"If his means of hiding are very strong, it is about fifty percent, and I dare not say too much. Li Molan said honestly.
"You're only fifty percent, he's so good, I think he's just pretending to be better. Wang He Wushuang thought about the appearance of the black-clothed young man who was provocative at the door of the Tianfeng Hall when he heard the rain before, and secretly thought that he had never seen anyone who was so crossy.
Wang He Wushuang was also an arrogant figure before entering the Daomen, the eldest young master of the Wang He family, a genius in cultivation, this kind of laurel was printed on him like a title, if you want to say arrogant, he is also experienced, but since he saw Li Molan in the opening assessment of the Enlightenment Academy, he realized that there are people outside the world, and his personality has also converged a lot.
But that doesn't mean he can accept someone acting arrogant in front of him, even if it's not for him.
Li Molan said seriously: "That Wen Shiyu is indeed very strong, if you meet him, you must be careful." β
Wang He Wushuang was silent, thinking that if he was unlucky enough to face him, he would naturally surrender honestly, after all, he was not stupid.
Wang He looked at his nephew's depressed expression and laughed, as if he thought it was very interesting.
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Tianshan Town is indeed very prosperous, people come and go, monks with strange weapons on their backs walk through the streets, old people selling hemp candy have a hot business on the street, there is an endless stream of drinkers in the wine shop, and occasionally silk and bamboo come out of some pavilions, which makes Li Molan have the illusion of returning to Lin'an City.
In a tavern on the street, Li Molan and the three of them were sitting down, and before Xiao Er could bring the wine, Wang He Wushuang couldn't wait to speak: "Li Molan, ask you something." β
Li Molan had already guessed what he was going to ask in her heart, and said helplessly: "You ask." β
"You and the Holy Maiden...... What kind of relationship is it?"
For the first time, his expression was so serious, as if he was talking about something important and historical. (To be continued.) )