Jing Zhou was carrying a guqin at this time, dressed in white, and sat in a restaurant drinking.

The second floor was quiet, and even the grunt of Jing Zhou's wine could be heard.

In addition to him, there are one old and one young on the entire second floor.

The old one was a gray-bearded old man, around fifty years old, and the youngest one was a little girl in Tsing Yi.

There were a lot of people before, but they were all cleared out by Jing Zhou.

Those who have eyes and take the money and go out are okay, but those who don't have eyes, those who want to compare with Jing Zhou, are still lying at the door, even if they are disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect, they don't get benefits, such as the disciples of the Taishan Sect.

Although Jing Zhou threw a lot of people out, he was dressed in white and did not wear a sword, so the evil boy was not recognized.

Otherwise, just by virtue of his reputation as a son who wards off evil spirits, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to be clean at this time!

"Don't make a fuss now", Jing Zhou put down the wine glass and took out the piano from behind.

Good wine should be accompanied by beautiful songs!

When the gray-bearded old man saw the piano in Jing Zhou's hand, his eyes lit up, and a fine light appeared, and then he closed his eyes and recuperated.

"Big brother, the tune you play is so good."

The little girl clapped her hands, her face full of joy.

"Yes, thank you for your kind words."

"Giggles, big brother calls me a girl, do you think it's a big girl? They used to call me a little girl... ”

"Hahaha, it turns out that your name is Feifei."

These two people must be Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan, this little girl is very clever and eccentric, and Jing Zhou does not break the identity of the two, and plays the tune by herself.

The sound of the piano turned around, the style of the song changed, and the avenue was unintentional, floating out from the second floor, and reaching the ears of the people downstairs, and everyone had a cool feeling rising up and down, in this hot day, it was so uncomfortable and transparent!

The old man looked pleasant and nodded.

"It's such a cold song, and it's a terrible scenery! If you play the piano, I'll change it to a more festive one for my uncle. ”

A rough voice came from outside the window, breaking the tone.

At this time, the two of them jumped in from the wooden window on the second floor.

The man who spoke had a beard on his mouth, his face was black and yellow, his eyes were shining, he was holding a knife in one hand and a nun in the other.

Jing Zhou pressed his palm on the piano, looked at the clouds gathered outside the window, and said slowly: "What if this son is unwilling?" ”

Tian Boguang sat down, took a wine jug from the table casually, and poured himself wine.

"Do you dare kid?"

"If you don't want to, if you don't want to, it's like this table!"

After taking a sip of wine, Tian Boguang took out his knife and immediately cut off the corner of the table, which frightened Yilin next to him and exclaimed.

In front of him Tian Boguang, do you still dare?

Even if you don't want to, you have to endure and be willing!

"It seems that the little master can't help himself, do you want to drink a cup of tea to suppress the shock?"

"This son, you. . . YOU HURRY ... ”

Yi Lin saw that this son didn't take Tian Boguang to heart at all, but invited herself to tea, and she was about to cry.

Tian Boguang's knife she has seen, even Senior Brother Linghu of Huashan is not an opponent, let alone the thin son in front of her?

But she didn't know what to do, she didn't know how to help the person in front of her.

"Boy, aren't you afraid of death? It seems that you didn't hear what the uncle said? Tian Boguang saw that Jing Zhou ignored his words, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly became murderous.

When has he Tian Boguang been despised like this!

At that moment, there was another sound on the stairs.

"Jing Gongzi"

Linghu Chong rushed up from downstairs, and when he saw Jing Zhou, he was stunned for a moment, and he even forgot about chasing Tian Boguang to save Yilin here, and his heart was filled with indescribable bitterness.

This humble son, who had a relationship before, is the person that the little sister misses day and night.

I don't know when it started, and the little junior sister began to alienate herself.

Some time ago, I didn't even practice swords.

In the past, the little junior sister was the most annoying, but now she actually invited the master from the bottom of the mountain to come up and seriously learn the way of the sage.

And all this is because of the person in front of him.

Seeing Jing Zhou's jade-like face, Ling Hu suddenly felt that perhaps, it was also like a senior sister worthy of a man like Jing Zhou.

How can a person who doesn't know a few big characters compare to the elegant Jing Gongzi.

In addition to the swordsmanship that he is proud of, there seems to be nothing that can compare to the person in front of him...

"It's Brother Linghu, since Brother Linghu is here, then Tian will not give Brother Linghu face if he opens the killing ring again."

After speaking, Tian Boguang put away the knife, picked up the wine glass he had put down before, and instructed this Jingzhou: "That little white face, come and pour wine for me and Brother Linghu!" ”

For Ling Hu Chong, Tian Boguang recognized it very much, and felt that this little brother was righteous enough, righteous and righteous, and a good man.

Although his martial arts are not a little worse than his own, he Tian Boguang is not a layman who judges success or failure by the level of martial arts.

Seeing that Tian Boguang was so anxious to be reincarnated, Jing Zhou said coldly: "Traveling alone for thousands of miles, his reputation is not small!" I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this Hengyang City today! ”

"You have a death catastrophe in your life, and you won't be able to hit me for a long time, but the time has come, this requiem should be played with a sword!"

Let him Jingzhou pour wine, Tian Boguang is not qualified enough!

Hearing Jing Zhou's words so arrogant, Tian Boguang was furious in his heart, and he didn't care about drinking at the moment, he pulled out his knife with a "bang" and slashed at Jing Zhou's head.

When did someone dare to speak to him Tian Boguang like this!

"Ahh

This knife was as fast as lightning, like a white light in the night, which frightened the little girl and Yilin, and they both closed their eyes and did not dare to look at the scene in front of them.

If he is cut by this knife, he will not end up with a severed head.

In Tian Boguang's mind, a young man like Jing Zhou is just a rookie who has just come out of the rivers and lakes.

In Tian Boguang's opinion, Linghu Chong is already a handsome man in the younger generation, even so, Linghu Boy can't hold a few moves under his fast knife.

As for the kid in front of him, I'm afraid it's far worse than Linghu Chong.

The rivers and lakes are big, and the water is deep!

No matter what sect or sect he is, he must cut off his head today!

Except for the heads of the various sects, there is really no one in the world who can stop the knife in his Tian Boguang's hand.

It is the Taishan old man of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and the Yu Dwarf of the Sichuan Shu Qingcheng Sect, who can't last a few rounds under his fast knife.

Tian Boguang's knife came extremely fast, bringing a "whirring" sound, and he could even think of the appearance of the knife falling on Jing Zhou's head and surging blood.

When Ling Hu Chong saw Tian Boguang take out the knife, he was struggling whether to block the knife.

If Jing Zhou dies like this, will the hydrating little sister let go of this relationship?

However, seeing death and not saving it is not a decent approach.

Whether he can come out of the sword or not makes him so entangled. But after such a delay, it was too late for him to draw his sword again.

"Jing Gongzi, be careful!" In addition to reminding Jing Zhou, Ling Hu Chong seemed to be unable to do anything, and the bitterness in his heart was a little heavier at this time.

Fighting the sword rivers and lakes, Ling Hu Chong is really ridiculous when he thinks about it now.

He couldn't save Yilin, he couldn't save Jingzhou, and even his beloved sister was snatched away.

Although the rivers and lakes are big, Ling Hu Chong feels that there is no place to settle himself.

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