The sword cat sat down again, looked at the man in white in front of him, and did not make a sound.

The man who called himself Xuanjun smiled and took the initiative to say, "Why didn't Sir ask me why I was waiting for you here?"

The sword cat shook his head and didn't answer, but asked the white-clothed maid next to him for a bowl of tea.

The cold maid, whose appearance can hardly be described as amazing, took out a set of tea sets from the jade bracelet on her left wrist, placed it between the two of them, and used spiritual power to boil water, wash tea, boil tea, and pour tea for more than a dozen steps, which is pleasing to the eye.

After the white-clothed maid handed over a bowl of tea with both hands, the sword cat couldn't help but exclaim: "It is said that the demon land is rude and does not open the folk customs, and the girl's craftsmanship is not inferior to those tea artists in the school palace."

The white-clothed maid smiled slightly, poured another cup and handed it to her son-in-law.

Xuanjun only held it in his hand after the teacup, and he didn't mean to drink it at all.

After the sword cat drank the tea, he was surprised again, and it was not easy for most of the demon clans, which were trillions of miles away from the human race, to be able to drink how fresh the new tea was.

Seeing that the master did not come back for a long time, the black donkey with its horns had no choice but to come to the small pavilion to graze by itself.

"Good donkey, the ancestral blood is not much better than the descendants of some big beasts." Xuanjun looked at the black donkey with a small horn on the top of his head and smiled.

The sword cat ignored him, and replied to the question: "You Chu Shi Yingcai are in charge of Chu Shi's spy, you should have known that I met Chu Shi Shanhe twice, are you standing here today and preparing to stop me from entering the city?"

The surname is Chu Shi's name is Yingcai, and the word is Xuanjun.

It is Chu Shishanhe's half-brother, and he is also the eldest brother who took away his name as the eighth jade son.

Chu Shi Xuanjun, whose identity was revealed by one word, was not annoyed, and continued to grind the teacup in his hand, which was already a little cold, and said, "Mr. Sword Cat just calls me Chu Shi Xuanjun, I don't like the name Yingcai very much."

The sword cat's mouth is very large, and it only returns a big oh word.

Master Chu Xuanjun continued: "I know that Mr. Sword Cat has met the third brother twice, and Xinji City also has my handwriting inside, of course, this time I also stopped Mr. Sword Cat from entering the city."

The sword cat pretended to be shocked and said, "It's so sincere?"

Master Chu Xuanjun smiled: "Chat with smart people, but also cover up, this is not to treat the other party as a stupid person and you are a stupid person, are you right, Mr. Sword Cat?"

Hearing this, the sword cat couldn't help but begin to face up to this shameless man whose reputation is not obvious, and he did not hesitate to force his younger brother away in order to win the title, Chu Shi Xuanjun. It seems that he is indeed stupid.

Master Chu Xuanjun pointed to his eyes and said, "Sometimes the eyes and ears can deceive people, even seeing and hearing with your own eyes may be fake, let alone hearing from others. It's just that I don't like to go out, and most of them are separated from the Jixia School Palace by dozens of states, so the news is inevitably blocked, so it's no wonder that the spies in the Jixia School Palace are not to blame."

After handing the tea cup to the white-clothed maid with both hands, the sword cat asked for another cup of tea before retorting, "The news is blocked? I think Xuanjun Yu Gongzi's news is quite well-informed."

The three words "Jade Prince" in this sentence are extremely strong.

In this regard, Master Chu Xuanjun still smiled indifferently and didn't care: "Sir, do you know this pavilion?"

The sword cat raised his head and glanced around, this somewhat shabby dilapidated pavilion, and said: "There is an ancient poem that says, "The old man is still in Liangzhou, and the ten-mile long pavilion folds spring branches." There is also a poem that says: "Jin Ting beats the drum and pillows Jin Ge, a good child buys a horse and runs by himself, and goes away to sing thousands of miles of geese, don't make the long pavilion cry." Ten miles of long pavilion, when sending thousands of miles of guests, don't be sad when you travel far away, there are often people who are concerned." The sword cat glanced at the white-clothed guard behind Master Chu Xuanjun and had to re-explain: "Although this pavilion is also a ten-mile long pavilion, it is not a ten-mile greeting, but a ten-mile farewell, farewell pavilion."

Master Chu Xuanjun raised the teacup that was already cold in his hand, and said to the sword cat, "It's easier to chat with Mr."

After saying that, I drank it all.

The sword cat also raised the somewhat warm teacup in his hand, looked at Master Chu Xuanjun with a smile and asked, "If I don't drink this cup of tea."

Before the words fell, the white-clothed guard was already there

Appeared beside the sword cat, the blade of the long sword in his hand was only a fraction of the sword cat's throat.

The black donkey, who had been grazing with his head down, looked up at the pavilion, chewed on the somewhat withered yellow blades of grass in his mouth, and then continued to eat grass with his head down.

"Nine Realms Sword Cultivator, no one in the same realm in this capital is faster than him."

This time, it was replaced by Master Chu Xuanjun who looked at the sword cat with a playful expression.

The corners of the sword cat's mouth curled slightly, and he asked rhetorically, "Oh, is it?"

The next moment, the sword cat had already appeared and left its original position, holding the slender palm of the white-clothed maid in one hand and the empty cup in the other, controlling the movements of the white-clothed maid and slowly pouring tea into the cup.

The maid in white remained indifferent to this, as if everything had nothing to do with her. This also gave Sword Cat a new understanding of Chu Shi Xuanjun, at least from the current point of view, the spy reports about Chu Shi Xuanjun that he had read before were all lies, and bullshit was useless.

Suddenly the man disappeared from under his sword, and the white-clothed guard was a little stunned, and then looked at the sword cat in annoyance, but the sword in his hand never continued to stab.

Master Chu Xuanjun suddenly applauded and said with a smile: "Sure enough, unless the king is here in person, even the powerful giants of the half-king realm may not be able to catch you."

The white-clothed guard put away his sword and stood behind Master Chu Xuanjun again.

The sword cat let go of the hand of the white-clothed maid, held the freshly filled teacup in one hand, returned to his place, and said, "I'm a person with a bad mouth, and I only drink when I want to drink a toast, and I can't drink the wine at all, so it's better to splash it, pour a glass by myself, and drink it myself." After speaking, the sword cat drank the tea in his hand in one gulp.

Seeing the sword cat's unstinting temperament, Master Chu Xuanjun couldn't help but laugh again: "It's against my third brother."

The sword cat didn't pay attention to this stubble, but instead stretched his neck to look north, looked at the black city wall and took the initiative to ask, "This look, this ten-mile pavilion is more than ten miles, right?"

Master Chu Xuanjun nodded and said, "The Demon Clan is vast and sparsely populated, so this is Baili."

The sword cat helplessly held his forehead and said, "Hundred miles, hundred miles, that's ten ten miles, it seems that I really can't enter the capital this time."

Master Chu Xuanjun pushed his full teacup in front of the sword cat and said, "Of course you can, but not right now."

"Oh, when does that have to be?" The sword cat asked rhetorically.

Chu Shi Xuanjun didn't answer this question, but instead raised his hand to take a rolled-up map from the white-clothed guard behind him, pushed it in front of the sword cat, and said, "Mr. Sword Cat can go here."

The sword cat looked at the steaming teacup on the table, a map, and was silent for a moment, then took the teacup and drank it all.