When the people from Fumo Mountain were defeated and retreated, and the people of Mingjian Villa returned to the village and began to hold a feast, it was already evening, and the moonlight and snow intersected in the night, and the entire Mingjian Villa seemed to be shining. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Molan, who returned to the village, became a real immortal in the eyes of everyone, and most of them didn't dare to talk to him, or with some almost fanatical respect, which made Li Molan, who was dressed in green clothes, feel very uncomfortable, and even Zhang Ruiheng and his wife treated him a little more groveling, although he was not servile, he didn't like it either.

Fortunately, the eldest lady Zhang Xiaoping seemed to be so unkind to him, and after he returned to the guest room, he rushed in, asking this and that, in the end, it was Liu Wenyang, a famous swordsman in Gusai Prefecture, who was defeated.

Li Molan's evaluation of Liu Wenyang is quite high, different from the third assassin in Beihai Hui Ye met when he was in Beihai, Hui Ye's tactics are completely different from most assassins, and he walks with a wide open and closed frontal hard shock, and the style is very strong, and Liu Wenyang's swordsmanship is obviously a summary of his own assassin career, the sword intent is like a poisonous snake, every sword is rushing to the death hole, and the sword is silent, elusive, if it takes time, it will definitely be able to walk out of a broad road belonging to the white bird sword Liu Wenyang, and become a generation of kendo leaders is also just around the corner。

The eldest lady of Mingjian Villa and the maid Shuizhu couldn't understand this kind of description, but they didn't care very much, no matter how high the young man in the green shirt in front of him was, he couldn't change the fact that Liu Wenyang lost to Li Molan, so how tall is Li Gongzi?

"In fact, if his swordsmanship is more ruthless, he is ruthless to others and more ruthless to himself, he will probably have a chance to hurt me, but this crazy method is not necessarily suitable for him, but a kendo madman I have seen before likes to use it like this, maybe he can learn from one or two ......" Li Molan babbled and said, somewhat interested, and said: "I think Liu Wenyang has great potential, and maybe he can be the first person in kendo in the future." ”

This evaluation is extremely high, but unlike the sword of Beihai, Dongyu's sword is extremely prosperous, swordsmen and swordsmen are the most common in the rivers and lakes, this is somewhat influenced by the Dongyu sword Zun Mr. Bai, many practitioners have begun to learn swordsmanship, it can be said that one person has influenced the entire rivers and lakes.

In terms of swordsmanship, Li Molan has the impression that only the white-clothed swordsman He Xingge is a powerful swordsman he has seen, and he has encountered a lot of powerful swordsmen, but Dongyu seems to have a lot of swordsmanship, and he really wants to see it.

Dongyu knife master, aside from the status of the transcendent strength of the more transcendent Dongyu knife respect, the recognized second knife in the rivers and lakes is known as the "world knife hunting" Zhong Cun He, and this world knife hunt Zhong Cun He is also one of the three netherworld in Dongyu, three hundred years ago after entering the netherworld, firmly ranked first in the way of the knife, one hundred and fifty years ago Mr. Bai was born, he was a full one hundred and fifty years of Dongyu second swordsman, the position is stable, the strength is excellent, it is said that even the general Qi Youchou is not his opponent when he fights alone.

There is gossip in the rivers and lakes that Zhong Cunhe once challenged Mr. Bai, and no one knows the outcome after that, but since then, he has not cared about others calling him "the second knife in the world", and he is probably defeated.

It is worth mentioning that the last of the three netherworld realms in Dongyu is the Taifu in the three princes above the temple, but it is different from the Taishi Wang Lin and Taibao Situ Qiuren who occasionally appear in the temple, the Taifu mystery is not lost to the Tianchen Taoist in Beihai, rarely appears in front of people, and the legends about it are also messy, some people say that Taifu is an old man who is over eighty years old, and some people say that Taifu is a child of the age of Huangkou, but no one knows its true appearance。

Thinking back, Li Molan glanced at the eldest lady Zhang Xiaoping and the cute little maid Shuizhu, who had some resentment in her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Let's go to dinner, don't let the owner of the village wait." ”

Leaving the guest room with Zhang Xiaoping and Shui Zhu, the three of them walked towards the atrium, the banquet was placed in the open air, fortunately, there was no heavy snow in the sky, such a small piece of snow like petals made the banquet a little more leisurely and elegant, the atmosphere was rendered very good, all the people sitting in the banquet were the resident masters in the Famous Sword Villa, in addition, even some children and old slaves who grew up in the village and never left had their own final seats, and it could be seen that Zhang Ruiheng was in a very good mood.

Walking into the room, all eyes were on him, and I don't know how many eyes carried all kinds of complex emotions of worship, respect, fear, awe, and admiration, although Li Molan did not show cramped tension, but she didn't like this feeling, and she fell into the banquet lightly, and saw Zhang Ruiheng and his wife smiling and toasting him.

Then he repaid the words of gratitude, but he didn't say thank you, and the couple didn't know how to be grateful, so they could only say that all kinds of items in the house, such as swords and money, as long as Li Gongzi could see it, he could take all of them away.

Li Molan hugged his fists and smiled: "One favor for one favor, the owner doesn't have to be like this, you and I just don't owe each other." ”

Zhang Xiaoping's elbow turned out violently when she arrived, and said loudly: "You can't say that, Li Gongzi, you saved us twice! And how many lives are there in the house, my father picked you up and took care of you, and he didn't do anything, it's different!"

Mrs. Zhang glared at her daughter, Zhang Xiaoping hurriedly stuck out her tongue at her, Mrs. Zhang understood her daughter's thoughts, in fact, the few masters of the Enlightenment Realm who were resident in the mansion, or down to the maids, all knew the thoughts of their eldest lady, winked at each other, and the whole audience understood, although they didn't dare to fan the flames, but looking at Zhang Xiaoping and Li Molan, who were extremely close to each other, their eyes were a little meaningful.

Of course, Li Molan felt these sights, he was not so low as his emotional intelligence, he just pretended not to know, and said on his mouth: "The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring, this is the truth that a friend of mine told me before he died, I dare not or forget, the owner of the village saved my life, then of course I want to save the famous sword villa and send the Buddha to the west, if I block a wave of night attacks, I think I am light, it is too irresponsible." ”

Zhang Hengrui said gratefully: "Engong saved me Zhang Ruiheng alone. ”

Li Molan smiled slightly, no longer continued to be polite, and said, "Then you will get drunk." ”

"Okay!" The atmosphere of the audience became lively for a moment, Zhang Ruiheng took the lead in toasting Li Molan, and in the next ten minutes, Li Molan was toasted continuously, fortunately, he could forcibly suppress his drunkenness, otherwise it was not impossible to get drunk and make a fool of himself.

"So, it's time to go. Looking at the drunken and hazy people, Li Molan sat alone in the banquet and whispered to herself.

The little girl next to her leaned drunkenly on his shoulder, and I don't know if I heard his words, and the hand holding his arm tightened. (To be continued.) )