In this conversation, the conversation between Qin Nianan and Song Yuqing seemed very peaceful and natural, and even the tone did not appear too large.

Both of them remained calm, paying attention to each other's words and subtle changes in demeanor.

As for whether Song Yuqing is the first person of the younger generation of Wuxiang Pavilion, it doesn't matter to Qin Nianan and Song Yuqing.

The only reason why they can sit peacefully at the same stone table now is because there is a bond between them.

This bond keeps them from demarcating boundaries and roles through identity, status, and power.

Qin Nianan just wanted to understand Song Fenghua through Song Yuqing, and didn't want to use Song Yuqing's power to defeat Song Fenghua.

If even Song Fenghua can't deal with it, then how can he fight for the first place in the world.

Song Yuqing is only interested in Qin Nian'an, Song Fenghua has always been the object of worship of young people, and it is really rare to see people who dare to insult Song Fenghua.

As for defeating Song Fenghua, that's what he Song Yuqing has to do.

Two people with the same goal can naturally sit at the same table.

…………

At the gate of Jiangyang City.

A young man in a black robe walked slowly from outside the city.

He raised his hand and pressed down slightly on the hat on his head to cover his face.

Soldiers at the gates of the city are conducting routine checks.

The black-robed man just glanced at it, then turned around and walked down the city wall step by step towards a position away from the city gate.

After a while, he was out of sight of the crowd.

He stopped, looked up, and looked at the wall, which was about two feet high.

Compared to other places, the walls of Jiangyang City are not high.

He took a few steps back, and with a sharp blow of his feet, he rushed forward quickly.

He stepped on the city wall, and with a slight touch of his toes, his whole body flew directly into the air, flying far higher than the height of the city wall.

A black robe floated in the air, and the man reached out and pressed the hat that was about to break away from his head.

After reaching the ultimate height, the man fell rapidly, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

At this speed that ordinary people can't even react, the black-robed man can stand on the city wall impartially.

The black-robed man didn't stay on the city wall for long, he only stayed for a few seconds before jumping down.

This kind of behavior can't be detected by the soldiers in the city, even if they can't help themselves, but it's a nuisance anyway.

Trouble or something, the most annoying.

The black-robed man looked around, and a row of stone tables outside an inn caught his eye.

He looked at it for a moment, and strode to the stone table in the far corner.

At this time, Qin Nian'an was leisurely drinking tea while listening carefully to Song Yuqing's description of Song Fenghua's strength.

The black-robed man who walked towards him attracted Qin Nian'an's attention.

It's the same outfit as myself.

It's just that he was pressed by the hat, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he was definitely inferior to himself.

The black-robed man quickly walked to the corner, took off the hat from his head, and placed it on the stone table.

Qin Nian'an turned his head slightly and secretly looked at the black-robed man.

His face was handsome, resolute and stylish, and his brown eyes were sharp and penetrating, exuding an air of confidence and decisiveness.

Tall and straight, like a mountain, with broad shoulders and strong muscles.

His hair was short and neat, and he had a mustache, giving Qin Nianan a sense of maturity and stability.

Qin Nian'an found that there were still some scars on his face, and he couldn't help but guess what he had experienced.

The scar on the black-robed man's face did not affect his appearance, on the contrary, it added a brave and mysterious temperament.

The sun shone on the black-robed man, and the blinding light reflected from his waist.

Only then did Qin Nian'an notice a long sword worn by the black-robed man's waist.

Wrong.

More than one handle.

The black-robed man wore a pair of shiny double swords at his waist, and the sword body loomed, revealing a sharp edge.

Song Yuqing pinched the teacup in one hand, and his eyes formed a reflection in the teacup.

He didn't notice Qin Nian'an's distraction, and was still talking, "The sword he is holding now is called the Chihua Sword, which was given to him by the current Emperor of Chu State, and the name Chihua Sword was also taken by the Emperor of Chu himself. The lethality of this sword is not too strong, but it is lightweight, and with his somewhat terrifying reflexes, the speed of the sword is extremely fast, which will make it difficult for people to parry. ”

Qin Nian'an's attention was not focused on this, he only saw the man wearing the double sword walking towards them.

The man with the two swords looked a little excited, slapped the stone table suddenly, and asked in a loud voice, "Whose sword is so difficult to parry?" ”

In normal times, the hearing of the man with two swords is not very sharp, but as long as the topic of swords is mentioned, even the slightest sound can be clearly captured.

Song Yuqing frowned slightly, he was very displeased with the rough behavior of the man in front of him.

He asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

The man with the two swords just waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who is the person you said about with a very fast sword speed that makes it difficult for people to parry?" ”

Qin Nian'an could see Song Yuqing's dislike for the man with the double swords, but he could also see that the man with the double sword had no malicious intentions, and there was no need to make a feud at all.

So he took the initiative to take over the conversation, and replied to the man with two swords: "What Brother Yuqing just said should be today's Great Chu Tianhualang. ”

The man with the two swords looked puzzled and asked, "What is it?" Da Chu Tianhualang? What's that? ”

Qin Nianan didn't know if he really hadn't heard of Da Chu Tianhualang, or if he deliberately pretended to be unfamiliar.

But he still patiently replied, "Da Chu Tianhualang's name is Song Fenghua." ”

Qin Nianan thought silently in his heart, even if he hadn't heard of Da Chu Tianhualang, Song Fenghua should have heard of it.

The man with the two swords scratched his head and sighed a little dejectedly.

Qin Nianan thought that he was a little powerless in the face of Song Fenghua's resounding name, and was ready to retreat in the face of difficulties.

I didn't think about it, the man with the two swords said bitterly: "What kind of thing is Song Fenghua, I don't know if you say this, why don't you tell me where he is now?" ”

After listening to the words of the man with the two swords, Qin Nian'an couldn't help but be taken aback.

He hadn't heard of Song Fenghua because he rarely left Chang'an, and this man with double swords was obviously a person in the rivers and lakes, how could he not have heard of Song Fenghua.

Song Yuqing thought the same as Qin Nian'an, he didn't believe that the man with the double sword really didn't know Song Fenghua.

He asked in a deep voice, "What are you looking for Song Fenghua?" ”

The man with the two swords replied with a natural expression: "Of course, I will try it with him." ”

Song Yuqing could see at a glance that the man with two swords was cultivating from the sixth grade.

Could it be that he wanted to use this cultivation from the sixth rank to challenge Song Fenghua?

It's just wishful thinking.

Song Yuqing can see that Qin Nian'an, who is from the eighth grade, regards Song Fenghua as a target, after all, no one can say for sure what will happen in the future.

But the man wearing the double sword in front of him pretended not to know Song Fenghua, and threatened to challenge Song Fenghua.

Song Yuqing, who had no good impression of the man with the double sword, now had even more disdain on his face.

He snorted coldly and mocked, "It's up to you? ”

The man with the two swords didn't seem to understand the meaning of Song Yuqing's words, so he was stunned for a moment and thought for a while.

Then he suddenly replied: "Of course it's just me, is it possible that I will find a crowd to beat him?" I'm the most fair and just, and I will never do such a thing, where is that Song Fenghua now, you can tell me with confidence. ”