"Lingzhou is really an outstanding person, and this trip to the Dragon Palace is really an eye-opener, and it is worth the trip. ”

"Who said it wasn't, if it weren't for coming to Lingzhou this time, I guess there would be people who think that one acre and three points of land is the second Huaiyang City or Dunhuang City, it's really funny enough. ”

Several people spoke very loudly, obviously for the guy who first made a mockery of Lingzhou.

The young man who became the target of public attention for a while was scared, his fists were clenched, his brows were frowned, but he didn't dare to put a fart.

It's obvious that it's just a guy who grabbed the master and let go of the mess.

With a cold snort, he returned to his guest room.

The moment the door closed, bursts of laughter reached his ears.

He gritted his teeth viciously and said: "What qualifications does an ordinary man have to board this ship? Do you really think that the forces behind you can keep yourself safe and sound? ”

Outside the porch.

The young and middle-aged people, who were truly the best in each family, smiled at each other, and then set their eyes on the square.

Followed by two figures wrapped in black, their breath was constricted, and they didn't know the depth.

It's just that everyone's eyes didn't stay on it for long, because then three more people walked into the square with long swords on their shoulders, and their footsteps paused slightly, and there was actually a trace of sword qi lingering between their sleeves.

"Has the sword qi and the qi machine begun to merge? A middle-aged man sighed, and all the handsome people also nodded in their hearts, which was undeniable.

The bumpy road of sword cultivation, although they are not people who have experienced it personally, but they are countless bloody witnesses.

So most people know the dilemma in their hearts.

The sword cultivators who can really climb out of the three realms are far from being very human.

Wei Changfeng of the Qingwan Sword Sect seemed to notice the movement of the corridor here, raised his eyes, smiled slightly and hugged his fists to show goodwill.

The men smiled at each other, clenched their fists lightly and returned the salute, no longer saying much.

The two people on Wei Changfeng's side were like turtles who had never seen the world, and they were all amazed when they looked around.

It's no wonder that they, after all, they have been practicing in the Qingwan Sword Sect all year round, and they have never seen such a magnificent building ship like a mansion of a wealthy family from beginning to end.

Wei Changfeng smiled helplessly at a Dragon Palace disciple who rushed over: "I also asked this brother to take us to the guest room, I'm tired." ”

After that, he handed over the invitation in his hand to the disciples of the Dragon Palace.

The latter arched his hand and said, "Where, what we should do, please come with me." ”

Wei Changfeng nodded, and was about to urge the two uneasy Sword Sect disciples behind him, when he suddenly saw three figures slowly walking in from the entrance of the square.

The middle person is dressed in white fluttering, and the folding fan in his hand is stretched out, swaying slowly.

Fanguan.

Wei Changfeng and this person have a relationship on the fast track of the outer city.

It's just that the aura revealed by Fan Guan at this time is completely different from before.

If it is said that when he is in the outer city, Fan Guan is personable and energetic.

At this time, it seemed a little obscure, and there seemed to be a layer of haze lingering overhead.

I don't know what it happened.

Fan Guan was talking about something with his former classmates, and he also saw Wei Changfeng and the three of them, his wrist moved, and he put away the folding fan and smiled: "We can be regarded as meeting again, why don't we wait until everything is settled, how about drinking some tea and chatting?"

Wei Changfeng nodded and said, "Your Excellency's invitation will naturally not be shirked." It's just that your Excellency has something on your mind? I see that your complexion is not very good. ”

Fan Guan smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm a person who can see it, what else can't be solved with a glass of wine? If not, then two glasses." ”

Wei Changfeng smiled lightly: "Then I will take the first step, and I will definitely find Your Excellency to get drunk when I turn around." ”

Fan Guan nodded, and after seeing the three people of the Qingwan Sword Sect leave, he gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said with a smile: "Let's go." ”

Li Zhiyu and Guo Qing glanced at each other.

They hope that Fan Guan can get out of the haze, once this incident falls into the root of the disease in Fan Guan's heart, it is very likely that it will linger for the rest of his life, and it may even affect the state of mind of his future cultivation.

Maybe you can't see anything now, once you want to continue to pursue a higher realm, even the slightest flaw will be wirelessly magnified.

This is one of the reasons why the monks on the mountain pay attention to self-cultivation and Qi family.

The three of them walked in the direction of the pavilion.

It didn't take long for a young girl to take the last sugar gourd in her mouth, gently shaking the empty bamboo skewer in her hand, and the ponytail swayed, full of youthful vitality.

The eyes of many other states in the pavilion focused on his body for a moment, and his delicate and graceful faces made the hearts of many handsome people feel as if they were being pinched tightly, and they couldn't breathe.

However, when everyone was still indulging in it, the rough man who was holding the ** bag behind the girl snorted coldly, and moved his front foot forward slightly, and the explanation of the Bezhou Junxiu who cast his eyes was like an invisible hand pinched on the heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Everyone's faces were full of shock and regret.

Before most of the wealthy monks from other states went to the Dragon Palace, some of the old-timers repeatedly emphasized that there were several taboos in the rivers and lakes that should not be touched.

The rules of Huaiyang City are one of them.

The daughter of the sect master of the Qishan Sect is also one of them.

But the problem arises in a critical step.

None of them had ever seen the true face of the strongest pure martial artist in Lingzhou who broke into the sect with two fists in the legend, let alone what his daughter looked like.

Just like this time, who knew that this very good-looking girl was actually the daughter of the sect master of Qishan Sect, if he had known earlier, who would have dared to be so bold?

What a sloppy one!

The rough man swept the direction of the pavilion with cold eyes, and said softly: "Don't you want to go, do you want grandpa to invite you?"

The sound was very soft, but it fell on everyone's ears like a giant hammer hitting a bell, deafening.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the pavilion.

The crowd swelled and each returned to his room, and the whole noisy pavilion fell silent again.

The palace maid of the Dragon Palace on the side dressed in Jiuhua costume shook slightly, and said apologetically: "It's my Dragon Palace that is not doing things well, and I also invite the sect master Haihan." ”

The rough man snorted and said, "The master can't control the wild dogs that are not well raised, do you want to blame the master for not feeding enough?"

The palace maid who was not low in status in the Dragon Palace didn't seem to hear it, her forehead lowered slightly, and she said respectfully: "The sect master can go to the guest room specially prepared for you with the little girl, as an apology, and any expenses on the ship in the following days will be recorded on the head of the Dragon Palace, this is the will of the above." ”

The rough man didn't say anything, but the girl's eyes lit up and asked, "What about the food on the boat?"

The palace maid smiled and said, "Naturally, it is also included." ”

The rough man was embarrassed, and helplessly looked at the special snacks of Huaiyang City that could be piled up into a small hillside in his arms.

Isn't this the equivalent of breaking the seal on your daughter?

After the two followed the palace maid to the direction of the luxurious room, the entire square fell into silence for a long time.

Some of the masters of the old family of the rivers and lakes who had just boarded the ship, as well as the monks on the mountain, wondered why the ship was dead and lifeless.

And those Dragon Palace attendants who led the way didn't know why.

Obviously, the building boat that was quite lively and noisy just now, why did it suddenly lose its voice inexplicably?

As soon as I inquired, I found out that good guys, it turned out that those guys who didn't have long eyes angered the famous **** Qishan Sect Master.

I have to be glad that they are on the building ship of this Dragon Palace, if they are placed anywhere in Lingzhou except Huaiyang City, it is definitely not an exaggeration to die in an instant.

The sword cultivator who cultivates the sword qi, the martial artist who tempers the physique to the extreme, and licks the blood on the tip of the knife to become a domineering gunman.

Neither path is as broad as that of a cultivator who condenses aura.

If you are not careful, you will be buried in the yellow sand of history.

But once it comes to an end, it is definitely not something that ordinary aura cultivators can face.

Yang Yi came to the door of the secluded courtyard.

It is said to be a luxurious room, but it does not have the flashy decoration of the emperor's general.

Surrounded by clear water, the bamboo forest is sluggish, and there are actually a few birds standing on a branch and singing loudly.

Under the shade of the trees, there is a stone table dedicated to the shade.

In a trance, Yang Yi seemed to have returned to the Yang Family Courtyard in Tianshi City, which was once very familiar.