Then a person outside the window seemed to be walking on the steps, volleying down, slowly walking down the window sill step by step.

The visitor was dressed in a luxurious black robe, embroidered with delicate purple stripes, with a face of about forty or fifty years old, with extremely neatly combed long hair tied to the top of his head with purple-gold gold hoops, and his temples were a little gray, and he smiled calmly.

"Do you want to leave if you break something?" the person who came smiled slightly, looking at the three of Bu Xingchen.

The disciples of the Chess Sect of the Waiqin Sect rushed in with a hula, the old man in the fancy clothes frowned, and snorted coldly: "Get out!"

The people who rushed in, including Di Shuye, who was standing in the corner, instantly felt that their eardrums trembled, and an invisible pressure came towards them, and the disciples of the Qin Sect and Qi Sect were okay, they felt the unrivaled pressure coming, and they crawled out of the private room.

But Di Shuye, who was standing in the corner of the wall, was not so lucky, this pressure was too great, he was sticking to the wall, unable to retreat, and his intuition was like a mountain pressing in front of him, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Fortunately, the old man in fancy clothes saw that the people who came in retreated, and instantly retracted the pressure, Di Shuye took a breath, and was shocked in his heart: "Who are these people, I was dazzled by the fight between these people just now, which old man is this old man, so powerful." ”

"Qi Zong, Qin Zong, do you know what the consequences are when I destroy things in my 'Zhuanhu Heart'?" Although the old man in Chinese clothes still smiled, the breathtaking divine light in his eyes made people's hearts palpitate.

How dare Bu Xingchen speak at this moment, just now, the three of them rushed out of the window with two chess pieces, and saw this person jump out of thin air, and then waved a hand lightly, and the three of them had no power to resist at all, so they were slapped back by this person.

"This ......" Bu Xingchen and the three of them glanced at each other, all at a loss.

"Don't you speak, okay, then let me tell you, this table is made of 10,000-year-old fire dragon wood, the material alone costs 1,000 taels of silver, processing this table, it takes 300 taels, and finally the table top is carved and painted, it takes 200 taels, so let's pay 2,000 taels of silver, and that's it, how about it?" said the old man in Chinese clothes leisurely.

"This ...... Isn't this fifteen hundred taels?" asked Bu Xingchen worriedly.

"The other 500 taels are what we 'turn to the center of the lake' to compensate the guests. The old man in Chinese clothes raised his finger and pointed at Di Shuye, "Hmph, this young man is our guest, you came to my 'Zhuanhu Heart' and disturbed the guests, the loss caused is so great, five hundred taels is still less." ”

"You...... You deceive people too much, even if you compensate the guest, the amount of compensation is up to the guest. The man with the lute hummed.

"Oh? yes, then you ask this young man, how much should he be compensated?" the old man in Chinese clothes looked at Di Shuye with a smile.

Di Shuye was stunned for a moment, how could it be good, the war spread to me?

"Hey, are you a disciple of the Qin Sect?" the man holding the flute looked surprised and looked Di Shuye up and down.

Suddenly, I heard a person outside the door: "Uncle Shi, he is a disciple of Guqin Peak." ”

"That's right, his name seems to be Di Shuye, just now he was with the two of the Mo Sect!"

"Traitor! He's a traitor!"

For a while, there was a lot of noise outside the private room, the old man in fancy clothes frowned, and when he saw that he was about to have a seizure, the man holding the transverse flute hurriedly shouted: "Shut up!"

Turning his head to look at Di Shuye, he said softly: "Since you are a disciple of the Qin Sect, if you don't want this compensation, then the matter of your collusion with the Mo Sect will be over, how about it?"

Di Shuye sneered in his heart, just like this, the ghost believed that once he got out of the center of the lake, these people would immediately tie themselves up. He sighed slightly in his heart: "How could I have expected that Mo is a person from the Mo Sect, it seems that this Qin Sect can't go back." ”

"Xiao Ye, that drunk Ling Bo has bad intentions towards you, I don't know why in the past three years, there has been no action, this time I seize the opportunity, I am worried that he will make a move, this Qin Sect, I must not go back. "The sky beats the water and transmits the sound.

Di Shuye took a deep breath, looked at the old man in Chinese clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I think the compensation fee of five hundred taels given to me by you 'Zhuanhuxin' is too low!"

"Oh, haha!" the old man in the costume looked at Di Shuye with interest, "Then how many do you think?"

"One thousand taels!" Di Shuye held out a finger.

"Stinky boy, don't you want to live anymore?" the man from Pipa Peak shouted angrily, raised his hand and grabbed Di Shuye. Before the palm of his hand touched Di Shuye, he only heard the old man in the Chinese costume snort coldly, and the man's body trembled, and he hurriedly retracted his palm.

"Do you still want to beat people in my 'turn to the lake'?" the old man in Chinese clothes stared at the man, "Two thousand five hundred taels of silver, pay the silver, you leave, don't you pay the silver......?"

"Don't deceive people too much, this is the territory of our Qin Sect, and you are too presumptuous to 'turn the heart of the lake'. The man with the flute said angrily.

Two thousand taels of silver, two thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, under this Wuzhi Mountain, the annual income of the rich and noble families in the town is only a few thousand taels, looking at the ministers and high-ranking officials of Hanyang Kingdom, it is hundreds of taels of silver a month.

Bu Xingchen also trembled in his heart, two thousand taels of silver, he relied on his eldest brother to be the sect master of the Chess Sect, and the silver taels that he greedy for ink every year were thousands of taels, how could he be willing to give it?

"Qin Zong's territory, isn't it great, it seems that you are asking for money and not dying!" The old man in Chinese clothes smiled slightly, and suddenly took a step forward, reaching out and grabbing the person holding the pipa at an incomparably fast speed.

Bu Xingchen and the three of them glanced at each other, "Fight!"

The three of them shot at the same time, and the Chinese song star appeared, and Di Shuye knew at a glance that Bu Xingchen was the middle demon eye stage of the sixth level of cultivation power, and the other two were fog eyes of the sixth level of cultivation power.

But what surprised Di Shuye was the old man in gorgeous clothes, there was no Wenqu Star in his eyes, not only he was surprised, but the three of Bu Xingchen were also surprised, the Broken Dragon Continent has always cultivated cultivation power, and when it comes to people, once the cultivation power is transferred, there will be a Wenqu star symbolizing cultivation power in his eyes, but this person ......

The old man in the costume was extremely fast, ignoring a chess piece shot from the left, and still grabbed the chest of the person holding the lute.

At this moment, the transverse flute sound on the left exploded, and the piercing flute sound was accompanied by two sound blades.

Di Shuye's pupils shrank, and he was secretly frightened, this person can actually do the whirling sound blade, and can accurately control two sound blades!

One of the two sound blades shot at the right hand of the old man in the Chinese costume, and the other shot at the head of the old man in the Chinese costume, and at the same time, the person with the pipa also reacted, holding the strange thing horizontally with his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand moved.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......" The continuous sound of the pipa remembered, and a sound wave about one meter wide rushed towards the old man in Chinese clothes.

Enemies on three sides!

The old man in the Chinese costume really didn't hold it up anymore, hehe sneered, and suddenly stood still, seeing that the sound wave, the sound blade and a chess piece were about to shoot at him, but he saw a gray light inexplicably appearing on him.

"Armor?" Bu Xingchen's eyes froze, "He's a body refining martial artist, be careful!"

The sound blade, the sound wave, and a chess piece clanged against the gray shield, which only trembled a few times, and did not dissipate. The three of Bu Xingchen took this opportunity to dodge and jump out of the window, this small private room was not an ideal place for spell battles.

The closer you are, the greater the advantage that the warrior has, this is the law!

The old man in the costume sneered and followed.

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay?" Di Shu saw the opportunity at night, jumped on the window, and was about to jump down.

At this moment, the wind behind his head sounded, and a thumb-sized white chess piece seemed to be a streamer, swirling around, and the two disciples outside the door intercepted it.

This white chess piece did not hurt Di Shuye, but went around in a circle, blocking Di Shuye's way.

"Break!" Di Shuye shouted angrily, "Nine Turning Crane Dance Skills" was used to the limit, turned into an afterimage, dodged the chess pieces on the opposite side, and rushed down to the second floor.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he saw that Bu Xingchen and the three of them were fighting fiercely with the old man in fancy clothes, while several people wearing the clothes of the waiter in the heart of the 'Zhuan Hu' were smiling and watching, and they seemed to have great confidence in the old man in fancy clothes.

Just glanced at it, Di Shuye turned around and fled, "Nine Turning Crane Dance Gong" is worthy of being praised by Tianpai Shui, once it is unleashed, Di Shuye's whole person is like a gust of wind, every time he has free time over the years, he has been practicing this exercise, even the cliff of Qinzong Dong Xiao Peak can be easily entered and exited, and now on the flat ground, it is even more shadowless.

Without stopping, he ran to the suburbs in one breath, Di Shuye hid behind a big tree, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, those disciples were all senior disciples, and some of them had even graduated.

"Little junior brother, you're running fast!" A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Di Shuye suddenly turned around.

Dressed in white, carrying a black guqin behind his back, with long hair draped over his shoulders at will, Danfeng eyes, elegant temperament, elegant with a hint of evil, looking at Di Shuye with a smile.

"Who are you!" Di Shuye shook his left hand, ready to make a magic erhu at any time.

"Zhan Quming!"

As soon as the three words came out, Di Shuye was taken aback, this person was the first person among the young disciples of the Qin Sect, Zhan Quming! Three years ago, at the age of twenty, his cultivation power had reached the middle of the fifth level, a terrifying genius!

"It seems that you also know me, do you still want to escape?" Zhan Quming smiled slightly, slowly pulled out the black guqin on his back, and gently stroked the body of the piano with one hand.

"Fight, maybe there is still the possibility of escaping, if you don't fight, if you return to Qinzong, you will be uncertain!" Di Shuye quickly weighed in his mind.

"Brush!"

Demon Erhu appeared on his left hand, and at the same time, Di Shuye's spiritual power was also released, and once the other senior disciples arrived, he would not be able to escape by inserting his wings.

"Oh, you want to fight?" Zhan Quming had a smile in his eyes, the sect master said that this Di Shuye was just two levels of cultivation, and cleaning him up by himself was not as simple as cleaning up a fly. "His instrument...... Curious, what kind of instrument is that?"

Zhan Quming was very curious, Di Shuye's musical instrument was unheard of and never seen, he had practiced many times in the Broken Dragon Mountain Range, but he was not a sloppy and careless person, although he was disdainful in his heart, he was still careful to face it.

"Swirling Sonic Blade!"

Di Shuye let out a low cry in his heart, and five hazy Wenqu stars appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, the bamboo bow in his right hand moved slightly, and a hoarse piano sound sounded, and a sound blade shot out.