Wait, that's it? Chu Shishanhe was a little speechless, they spoke a total of two sentences, and they didn't say a word at all, so they knew each other?

Chu Shi Shanhe is really a headache, of course he knows Zhao Yingzhuo, the master of the art of war who helped him suppress the nine flying swords back then, and he is Ji Gouzi's preaching teacher, but this self-familiar guy is really Zhao Yingzhuo's apprentice, Ji Gouzi's senior brother? Why do the two of them feel very calm and steady, how can this make people feel a little unreliable.

"How?" Chu Shi Shanhe still didn't put away Zhu He, and looked at the young man who called himself Sword Cat with puzzled eyes.

The sword cat was a little helpless, scratched his head and said reluctantly, "Xiongguan City, lock the sword talisman." After a pause, the sword cat continued, "By the way, your little beggar who delivered oil cakes at the time has now been sent to Jixia School Palace by me."

Hearing this, Chu Shishanhe's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and only after hearing the little beggar did he stretch out, re-sheath Zhu He, and use a blinding method to hide it. At that time, someone set up a killing formation, after the battle, there was no one in Xiongguan City except for himself and Zhao Yingzhuo who came to the rescue, of course, the one who could know this secret in addition to his own people may also be saucers, but most of the people who can accurately say that the little beggar are their own people.

Seeing that Chu Shi Shanhe dispelled his vigilance, Chu Shi Soldering suddenly said, "Is this cake delicious? I saw you twice, and you were eating this bread, so please let me eat one."

Chu Shishanhe was speechless again.

The sword cat continued to ask, "Why don't you speak? Is it because you don't like to talk? It's not a good habit."

Chu Shi Shanhe waved his hand a little weakly: "It's okay."

"Since ancient times, it has become a great thing, how can there be a silent person." The sword cat snatched the remaining half of the oil cake in Chu Shi Shanhe's hand and continued: "Taciturn can establish one's own body, at most it is only a sage king, as for the immortal karma that is indeed a little difficult to achieve immortality through the ages."

The sword cat said as he ate, "Of course, there are also silent people who have lofty ambitions, and have the ambition of thousands of miles of waves, and the empty valley is youlan. There is thunder in my chest, and my face is like a peaceful lake, but I am not good at words, of course I am this kind of person."

Chu Shishanhe was completely speechless, this is also called bad words? Then what do you do when you are good at words?

The sword cat clapped his hands after eating the oil cake, and suddenly a spring breeze blew and swept away the oil stains on his two hands.

How else can you use the flipbook style? A year ago, when he was competing on Tai'an Mountain, Chu Shishanhe saw with his own eyes that the Xianjia Daomen gave a wisp of book flipping style to the little marquis Mu Ying, you must know that even if it is a rich and half-state, the Mu Wangfu of the Southern Regions of the thirteen states of the Southern Region is regarded as a treasure, and as a result, the sword cat who claims to be Zhao Yingzhuo's disciple has become a hand-washing thing.

"This oil cake is really good, but the green onion powder is a little less, and the taste is still a little worse than that of the school palace." The sword cat was not polite, turned his head to look at the oil cake stall not far behind him and asked, "Why don't you invite me to eat another one?" I've been out early this morning waiting for you, and I haven't even eaten."

Chu Shi Shanhe rubbed his eyebrows and reorganized his thoughts before asking, "It's not this Mr. Sword Cat, what did you come to me for?"

The sword cat picked up the wine gourd on his waist and poured a big sip, and said very casually: "Go back to Dadu with you, first settle those broken things in your family, and then integrate the Winged Demon Army, and then unify the demon land, when the time comes, as for going south or west, I haven't thought about it yet, after all, with the urine nature of your demon eight kings, you have to fight for a few hundred years first." After burping, the well-fed sword cat turned his head sideways and said to this Chu Shi Shanhe with a disgusted expression: "Actually, it's okay to fight the demon clan first, I have long seen that those bastards are not pleasing to the eye, and they are ......very annoying to talk all day long."

"Wait." Chu Shi Shanhe hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, and re-sorted out his thoughts that were disturbed by the sword cat's unashamed words, and then asked, "You want to help me unify the demon land?" And then you're going to go south to attack the demon clan?"

The sword cat took a sip of wine and said, "yes, isn't that normal? How strange are you?"

"Please, big brother, you're weird, okay, why did I walk on the street and suddenly a person I don't know jumped out and said that he wanted to help me kick out the seven kings of the demon clan and unify the demon clan, and he was also going south to attack the demon clan, isn't it strange?" Chu Shi Mountain

The river roared out directly.

The sword cat thought carefully with the flask and said, "What's so strange about this, don't we know each other? And I quite believe that my strength is you...... Tut-tut, it's a little weak, you have to hurry up and improve your strength."

Chu Shishanhe completely collapsed: "Please, we met there? It's the first time we've met today, and I just learned your name, how do I know your strength?" Five

The sword cat suddenly realized: "Oh yes, I don't know, my husband Zhao Yingzhuo, you know, isn't this no problem."

"Big brother, Mr. Zhao Yingzhuo has never been a leader, and he has never said anything about kicking out a few super forces to unify half of Daozhou." Chu Shishanhe said, "Who are you, big brother?"

"Me? Sword Cat." The sword cat took another sip of wine and smiled, and after a while, the sword cat suddenly realized as if he remembered something: "Oh, I remember that my junior sister said that you are a relatively good person, and now you just want to go home, it is estimated that the ambition of the year has long been exhausted in the Demon Venerable Palace." It's okay, I can wait for you."

Demon Venerable Palace kills, hearing this familiar words, a dusty memory that has been sealed for many years poured into Chu Shishanhe's mind again, and after taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down again, then waved his hand and turned his head and left, saying, "I hope I will never see you again."

The sword cat was not discouraged, rubbed his chin and said to Chu Shishanhe's back, "Then I'll wait for you in the demon clan." Seeing that Chu Shishanhe had no longer taken care of himself, the sword cat continued to shout: "It seems that the two of us have officially met for the first time this time, and now that I think about it, I really don't know much about you, so I will send you a big crisis, so I can test the water."

Chu Shishanhe walked on his own, and when he heard the words of the sword cat, he only lowered his head and whispered "sick".

The sword cat said to himself in his own voice, "Anyway, I have to see if I am a person who is entrusted with my talents." Saying that, the sword cat also waved his hand and turned to leave: "After being mixed up in the Jixia School Palace for so long, my reputation has long been bad, and I have to change my name, what is it called...... Not...... No reason is good, the sword cat word is no reason, Mr. No reason is really good."

Unconsciously, the sword cat walked to the oil cake stall, and with a wave of his hand, the sword cat took out a few copper coins from his loose sleeves and slapped them directly on the table, shouting heroically: "Boss, come with two oil cakes and a bowl of soup."

"Alright, guest officer." The old man responded with a smile.

"Not Mr. Unprovoked." The sword cat corrected.