Everyone in the tavern looked towards the man, wanting to see who it was who dared to fight against the sword saint.

I saw that it was a young Taoist priest, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

He came to the center of the tavern with a smile, hugged his fists at everyone, and said with a smile: "It's still good that the security of this Yong'an City is good, unlike our remote mountain, where there are often demons and monsters, if it weren't for the majesty of this sword saint today, I would still be the official in charge of the affairs dead?" ”

The words of the little Taoist priest were both clear and sarcastic, and they simply scolded the officials of Da'an.

But what he said is also true, there is chaos outside Da'an City, and there are often evil spirits breeding, disturbing the people unspeakably miserable.

But the facts are one thing, and it's another thing to say it in front of the government.

The little Taoist priest's move can be regarded as a slap in the face of the government, and it can only be said that he is really brave!

After hearing this, everyone in the tavern was stunned and didn't dare to speak, this is a vain discussion of government affairs.

If the court listens to it, it is very likely that there will be a catastrophe of death.

Lin Qing, the disciple of the Sword Saint, had a gloomy face at this time, he didn't expect that at the foot of this Son of Heaven, someone would dare to speak so loudly.

He clenched the knife in his hand and asked sharply, "Who are you?" If you dare to talk nonsense and disturb the unity of my Da'an, could it be that you are a spy sent by other clans? ”

"Hehe," the little Taoist priest disdained, and then straightened his clothes and said to everyone: "Let me introduce myself, Poor Dao is the true disciple of Chaotian Guan Yu Daozi, and his law name is Longchuan." ”

When everyone heard this, they were shocked again, and everyone in the world knew that the jade Daozi was also a saint, and he was called a saint.

In other words, this little Taoist priest named Longchuan is also a disciple of a saint.

The disciples of the sword saints against the saints of the upper Dao, there is a good show to watch now.

Lin Qing walked quickly in front of Longchuan, squinted his eyes and said, "Longchuan Daoist, since you are a Taoist person, you don't cultivate on the mountain, but you ran to Yong'an City to bewitch the people, why is this?" ”

Long Chuan waved his hand, "Master said that the best cultivation should be in the red dust, don't I follow the red dust?" ”

Immediately afterwards, his voice changed and he said unexpectedly: "But who knows, when I went around the world, I realized how difficult it is for the people to live, but this Yong'an City is so comfortable, which is the greatest irony in the world." ”

Long Chuan's three sentences did not leave the government, which made Lin Qing furious, and immediately pulled out a knife and aimed at him.

Lin Qing roared: "Long Chuan, even if you are a disciple of Chaotianguan, you must not repeatedly bewitch the public, otherwise, no matter who you are, I will cut you under the sword." ”

Seeing that he was threatened, Long Chuan was also cold-eyed, his eyes were like a steel cone, and the cold light pierced people's hearts, "It just so happens that Poor Dao has recently come down the mountain to understand a lot of Taoism, and I also want to find someone to ask!" ”

The two of them were tense, and the whole tavern was full of solemnity.

Just when the two were about to make a move.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a green shirt suddenly appeared and pressed the shoulders of the two of them.

He smiled gently: "Can you two give me a face for the Xuanlei Sect, and take a step back from each of them?" ”

"Xuanlei Sect?" Liu Feng, who was sitting in the corner, was suddenly stunned,

"Sisi is in the Xuanlei Sect," he lit up his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man with a burning gaze.

I saw that man, with a ruddy complexion and strong spirits, although his body was slightly slender, but his body seemed to have infinite thunder power.

"I wonder what happened to Sisi?" Liu Feng muttered to himself.

At this moment, Liu Feng really wanted to think about it.

He wanted to rush up and ask the middle-aged man about Sisi's situation.

But unfortunately, he can't, otherwise, if his identity is exposed, it will be difficult to get the thousand-year-old lightning strike wood.

At this time, in the center of the tavern, as soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Long Chuan's cold face suddenly smiled.

He took away his posture and gave a salute to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Zhang Yan, the junior is so polite!" ”

As soon as these words came out, someone in the crowd whispered, "Zhang Yan? Isn't this the sect master of the Xuanlei Sect? ”

Liu Feng listened to the discussion of the crowd, and then he knew that this person's identity was actually the sect master of the Xuanlei Sect.

I saw Zhang Yan smile at Long Chuan: "Xiao Longchuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so impetuous?" ”

Long Chuan explained: "It's not that the governance of Da'an is too good, and the people's lives are simply in dire straits." ”

When Zhang Yan heard this, he said with a smile: "The monk cultivates the Dao heart, no matter how it is, he can't be so restless!" ”

Long Chuan was stunned for a moment, as if he had an understanding, and his whole heart calmed down a lot, "Thank you Uncle Zhang Yan for your advice." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Yan nodded, and said to Lin Qing again: "My Xuanlei Sect has a relationship with the Sword Saint, and every time the Sword Saint Dao is inherited, my sect will protect the Dao, I don't know if Xiaoyou can take a step back?" ”

When Lin Qing heard this, he was no longer aggressive, and immediately put away the knife, "Since Sect Master Zhang intercedes, the juniors don't dare to disobey." ”

As a result, a farce was easily resolved by Zhang Yan in a few words.

Then, Na Long Chuan sat at the same table with Zhang Yan.

He inquired about Zhang Yan and said, "It is said that your Lord Lei Sheng recently accepted a true disciple, why didn't you bring her to the capital?" ”

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "She has just broken through to the second realm and is practicing on Raymond Mountain!" ”

"Oh," Long Chuan regretted, "I'm still thinking about this trip, so that I can see who can be favored by Lord Lei Sheng." ”

Zhang Yan said: "I don't think you can watch it!" ”

Long Chuan was a little puzzled, "What does Uncle Zhang Yan mean by this?" ”

Zhang Yan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Although your qualifications are similar, our one is very sensible, and he is much more liked than you!" ”

When Long Chuan heard this, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

After a while, Liu Feng took Xiao Ke out of the tavern.

Although he didn't get much information, it was good to be able to hear Sisi's news.

Looking at Zhang Yan's attitude, it seems that he is good for Sisi.

In this way, Liu Feng felt a little relieved.

By this time, the hour was approaching three o'clock, and there was still an hour left before the three o'clock in the afternoon that Swift had spoken.

So, he walked towards the Peony Theater.

When he arrived at the theater, Lin Feng bought two tickets, and after entering with Xiao Ke, he found a place to sit down.

On stage, the opera is nearing its end.

But after listening to a few words, Liu Feng knew what this play was singing.

The former Yangmen Tiger General, in order to defend the human race, with the strength of nine people in his clan, resisted the combined army of the demon clan and the demon clan for 3 million, guarded the Feiyu Pass for 20 days, and finally all of them were killed.

Although the royal family of the Great Wei Dynasty has fallen, the story of the Yangmen Tiger General has been passed down to this day.

By the end of the opera, the audience had already burst into tears.

At this time, it was three o'clock.

Liu Feng thought to himself, the time that Swift had agreed with him had arrived.

He looked towards the gate of the theater and saw a woman coming from there.

The woman wears a yellow shirt, with a hairpin inserted diagonally, and is gentle and beautiful.

Liu Feng was stunned for a while, as if he was familiar.

Looking at the woman's earlobes again, a pair of silver star-shaped earrings sparkled.

Seeing this, Liu Feng became short of breath, and he recognized the pair of earrings.

It was his mother's earring, and she stole it and gave it to his childhood sweetheart.

For a while, Liu Feng's head "buzzed" and he was a little dizzy.

He looked at the woman again, but saw that the woman was also looking at him in a daze.

The woman's eyes were red, as if tears were flashing.

The two looked at each other, although they were speechless, but they were worth a thousand words.

The woman muttered to herself, "Liu ...... Kaede ......"

But at this moment, a woman in white came out from behind the woman in the yellow shirt and shouted to her: "What's the matter, sister-in-law, find a seat and sit down." ”

When Liu Feng heard this, he learned that the deceased had married a wife.

Fighting back in heartache, he got up from his seat and staggered a few steps.

The little visible figure beside him hurriedly helped Liu Feng up.

When she arrived at the woman in the yellow shirt, the woman in the yellow shirt stared at Liu Feng with teary eyes and whispered, "Liu Feng, is it you?" ”

Xiao Ke was rarely sensible, and hurriedly replied: "This aunt, you recognize the wrong person, my seventh uncle is not called Feng, his name is Liuchuan Feng!" ”

After that, the two ignored the eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt and walked out of the door of the theater.

And after Liu Feng went out, the woman in white suddenly had sharp eyes, and whispered to a place in the dark: "Check for me, the information of a man from Liu Feng or Liuchuan Feng!" ”