Beijing, winter.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the sky is full of snow.

In a teahouse in Shuntianfu, countless people looked at the pair of grandchildren on the stage with expectant eyes, waiting for them to tell interesting stories about the rivers and lakes.

In the past, when the granddaughter of this grandfather and grandson saw so many people, she would always happily tell the story of Xiao Li flying a knife to break into Guandong and kill the four murderers.

Today is a little different, because the granddaughter who is always hippie and smiling is beating the small drum in front of her weakly, with a resentful face.

The granddaughter didn't talk about it, and the storyteller naturally became an old man smoking dry tobacco.

"The story I'm going to tell today is..."Weapon Spectrum" ranked tenth, the master of the demon sword and dragon teeth, and the story of the demon dragon Li Chaofeng."

Sun Xiaohong threw down the drumstick, stopped beating the drum, her little face was flushed, and she was angry, so she made a statement against Sun Bai and blamed her.

"Tenth! What is there to say about the tenth place, can the name of the demon knife dragon tooth be better than the name of Xiao Li Feidao? ”

Sun Baifa's eyes were full of jokes: "Hey, look at you girl, how can you look at the ranking of this storyteller, no matter how wonderful the story of Song Gongming is, this prodigal son Yanqing is not worth talking about?" ”

Hearing this metaphor, Sun Xiaohong jumped to her feet again and again.

"Xiao Li Feidao is not the black short and fat Song Gongming, and Li Chaofeng has not heard anyone say that he is very handsome."

Sun Baifa took a puff of dry cigarette and looked playful: "You haven't seen Li Chaofeng, how do you know if he is not handsome." ”

Sun Xiaohong raised her hand to stop her grandfather from continuing to tease herself, still unconvinced, turned her head to look at the audience, opened her hands, and asked in a frustrated manner.

"But what we want to hear is, Xiao Li flew the knife to kill the four murderers, and acted chivalrous to protect the righteous path, what did this Li Chaofeng do, is it worth praising the rivers and lakes?"

"Well, that's true."

Sun Xiaohong also stood back next to the drum at this time, and as soon as the drum was struck, it was clear in his ears, and he also smiled.

"Then let's hear it together!"

At this time, the spectators at the bottom also knew that the quarrel just now was only part of the performance, but they also found it interesting and cheered continuously.

And that Sun Baifa also began to tell about the battle that Li Chaofeng experienced in the great desert.

“... The demon knife and the divine knife fought each other in the sky for countless rounds, and the demon knife was unsheathed, and the divine knife blocked and counterattacked... It really makes the world change color, and the sun and the moon have no light. ”

After finishing speaking, the old man Tianji explained with a pity on his face.

"If the demon knife and dragon tooth are sane, they can actually fight out of the body, Bai Yu seems to be one-on-one, but the demon dragon and demon knife are fighting separately, Bai Yu is one against two, and finally lost half a move, which is a pity."

Sun Baifa finished talking about the battle between Li Chaofeng and Bai Yu in a frustrated voice, and immediately looked at Sun Xiaohong with disgust.

It's just that Sun Xiaohong's face collapsed at this time, and she was powerless to accuse.

"Grandpa, what everyone wants to hear is the affairs of the rivers and lakes, not the Romance of the Gods, what you say in this story is almost comparable to the flying knife of the immortals who are crushed on the land."

Sun Baifa looked aggrieved.

"But this... Is it indeed a matter of rivers and lakes? ”

Sun Xiaohong's shallot pointed angrily, with an angry face: "Who knows, the invincible sword is far away in the northwest, can he still go to the capital to expose you, a big talker full of lies?" ”

"Bai Yu is indeed in the northwest, but..."

Sun Xiaohong answered: "But what..."

"But Li Chaofeng has already come to the capital."

"Ahh

Sun Xiaohong looked at the audience with wide eyes and asked with a surprised face.

"Li Chaofeng came to the capital from the Northwest Desert, why?"

Sun Baifa showed off with a face full of joy: "Because he wants to snatch Bai Xiaosheng's "Weapon Spectrum"!" ”

Sun Xiaohong covered her mouth with her little hand, shook her head and thought about it, and looked coquettish again.

"Grandpa, you are talking big again, this "Weapon Spectrum" is neither a person nor a thing, what we say is very exciting, but it is just some words, how can we rob this?"

Sun Baifa also began to shake his head: "Before this, I also thought that the demon dragon was talking big, but now, he seems to have really done it." ”

Sun Xiaohong looked expectant: "Oh, what did he do?" ”

Sun Baifa took a sharp puff of dry smoke before he said the answer in everyone's expectant eyes.

"He robbed all the weapons of the "Weapon Spectrum"."

Sun Xiaohong exclaimed: "Ah, grandpa,... Could it be that Xiao Li's flying knife was robbed? ”

Sun Baifa rolled his eyes, looking at a fool: "How to grab Xiao Li's flying knife, it was randomly shot by the roadside blacksmith, and if you rob it, Li Xunhuan will fight again." ”

Sun Xiaohong patted her chest, seemed relieved, and became curious again: "Then what did he rob?" ”

Sun Baifa: "Of course, it's to grab those weapons that are more special, and it's difficult to fight again." ”

Sun Xiaohong asked: "For example?" ”

"For example, the jade flute of the jade flute of the East China Sea, the snake whip of Ximen Rou, or..."

Sun Baifa said this, and looked at a table under the stage.

Leaning on a cane next to the table, sat a sloppy disabled man in yellow clothes, with triangular eyes and sweeping eyebrows.

But Sun Baifa was not afraid, and continued with a chuckle: "The crutch of the diamond iron crutch." ”

Zhuge Gang felt Sun Baifa's gaze, but he didn't get up, just picked up a peanut with chopsticks and said lightly.

"Xiao Li's flying knife was beaten in the blacksmith shop, and my crutches can naturally be beaten again."

Sun Xiaohong was startled, and quickly shrank behind Sun Baifa, then poked her head out and introduced her in surprise.

"Could it be that you are the eighth place in the "Weapon Spectrum", King Kong Tiegui, Zhuge Gang?"

Sun Baifa touched his beard, took another puff of dry smoke, and reminded him seriously.

"But the diamond crutch was robbed, and your second crutch can no longer be called the diamond crutch."

"It's like the judge's pen is high in the sky, now he can only call the nine-fingered judge high in the sky, and the flying spear and swallow are flying, and he only dares to call the flying little saint Yan to fly."

"They're still alive, but they're no longer the ones on the Weapons Spectrum."

"Their new weapons, naturally, can't stay on the "Weapon Spectrum"."

Zhuge Gang couldn't see through Sun Baifa's true face, he was sent out by Shangguan Jinhong to find Li Chaofeng.

"Weapon Spectrum" was written by Bai Xiaosheng, but it was also certified by Shangguan Jinhong.

Now someone is specifically targeting "Weapons Spectrum", and everyone who joins the money gang is in danger, and countless masters have changed their titles either actively or passively, which is simply a naked slap in the face.

Half a year has passed, and the only two people in the Money Gang who still retain their titles are Zhuge Gang and Shangguan Jinhong.

He is because he is good enough, and Shangguan Jinhong has been following Jing Wusheng all the time.

Shangguan Jinhong didn't want to take risks, because once even he lost, the Money Gang would be over.

Only Zhuge Gang, the eighth place in the "Weapon Spectrum", led Li Chaofeng to appear.

At this time, all of Zhuge Gang's mind was on the elegant seat by the window on the second floor, where a young man was dressed in green clothes and wrapped in blue robes.

Tsing Yi is very new, and the blue robe is very thick.

The young man had a white porcelain wine pot in one hand and donkey meat in the other, crossed Erlang's legs, and ate and drank with a mouthful of meat and wine.

If you don't get drunk, everyone is drunk, Li Chaofeng began to like to listen to Sun Xiaohong's subdued voice, and he also liked many strange and cunning stories.

It's not bad to be happy and revenge, and if you enter the rivers and lakes, why not be a person in the rivers and lakes.

Zhuge Gang's gaze Li Chaofeng certainly knew, but he didn't come to the teahouse for Zhuge Gang, but for this old storyteller.

The old man of Tianji, Sun Baifa.

"Then I'll just watch here, who can snatch my iron crutch from my hands!."

Zhuge Gang's voice was sharp but not fierce, because he just bumped into Li Chaofeng by accident and didn't bring anyone, so he didn't have the idea of competing with Li Chaofeng.

The name of Bai Yu is still very useful.

Li Chaofeng didn't want to pay attention to him, but he had already spoken, so he could only chew on the fire and his tone was cold.

"Leave the adamantine crutch behind, and you can leave."

The words were clean, and he didn't even introduce himself, but all eyes came to the second floor.

Although this person did not get up, only half body, he also knew that he was tall.

The face is young, although it is not handsome, it is also neat, and the eyebrows are conspicuous.

The black hair was not tied up, but was draped behind him at random, and a black rope was simply tied around the neck, and the ends of the hair were tucked into a thick blue robe.

Uninhibited, a wanderer.