Yueyang Building on the shore of Dongting Lake, the first building in the world, if you want to go to the top floor to get drunk, it will cost at least 100 times, of course, if you can recite poems, you can not only eat for nothing by being favored by the owner of the building, but also earn a small amount of money.

On this day, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, upstairs Baling County Shouning Sudao and the chief official of the county had a banquet for distinguished guests, and idlers avoided it. The host and guest are a pair of young men and women, the man is twenty-five or six years old, the body is long, the forehead is long, the sword eyebrows are starry, handsome and heroic, wearing a white samurai uniform, covered with a brocade robe, graceful bearing, at first sight, you know that she is a child of the family, but the woman is a green clothes, such as the ink of green silk only with a hairpin hairpin, the face is like jade, elegant and beautiful, the temperament is like the empty mountain spiritual rain, elegant and elegant, let people see the love at first sight.

There were only seven accompanying guests, and Ning Sudao first introduced four of them to the two of them, which were Ma Yuan, the commander of Yueyang, Yang Yuqi, the commander of the Dongting Water Army, Wang Wenjing, and Sima Tianyue, all four of whom were civil and military officials in Yueyang, Yueyang was the gateway to northern Hunan Province, and the Baling County Governor's Office, where the King of Dian had been operating for several years, and the officials who were arranged here were all capable officials and should not be taken lightly. Therefore, the young man saluted ten times on Monday, and he did not slack off in the slightest. The woman was always silent, and waited until Ning Sudao finished introducing her before she gave a salute, but the four of them seemed to be flattered and hurriedly returned the salute.

The other three escorts were all white. A person with a white face and no beard, thin and elegant, a blue Confucian shirt is generous, this person is the head of Yueyang Academy, the name is Confucianism and Shu Lian, this person specializes in history, and is famous all over the world. One person is short and his hands are longer than his knees, his face is full of wind and frost but he is in good spirits, this person is Shangguan Shou, the leader of the Junshan Gang who spans eight hundred miles in Dongting, the Junshan Gang is powerful, and has an armed force that is not inferior to the Dongting Naval Army, controlling legal or illegal businesses such as shipping, fishing, and illegal salt in Dongting, even Ning Sudao does not want to offend him easily. The last one was a handsome young man, only twenty-three, At the age of four, wearing a blue shirt, handsome as a jade tree in the wind, his body faintly reveals the sword aura of Sen Ran, his whole person is like a peerless sword hidden in the box, but his voice and smile are kind, like a warm spring breeze, which makes people feel contradictory and dangerous, this young man is the young head of the most famous Yueyang Sword Sect on the Yueyang White Road, Lei Jianyun, although he is young, but his swordsmanship has been green and wise, and he has already replaced the position of his father Yueyang Sword Lei Fu, so this time he will replace his sick father to accompany the guest。

This guest is Tang Zhonghai, the second son of Tang Kangnian, the Duke of Yueguo, and the woman is Yan Zishuang, a disciple of Yue Qiuxin. The status is also a first-class honor.

A group of upper-class people are chatting, talking about the new chef in Yueyang Building, the chef has a very big rule, only three of the same dishes a day, and then another one the next day, no matter what kind of guest comes from, how much money is paid, three dishes a day can not be moved.

This aroused Tang Zhonghai's interest, and just as several nobles were talking about this interesting matter, when they talked about meeting the cook, a thunderous voice came from the ground.

Ten days ago, a certain family said that they would go upstairs to eat wine and try the cook's skills. Your shopkeeper says that the three dishes are full. Okay! A certain family will come back after ten days of making an appointment, and even Baiguan has already paid off, and today he actually said to Lao Tzu that someone has already chartered the venue! Damn! Old bastard, do you still know the rules when doing business! Come first and come later, do you understand! Lao Tzu wants you to give an explanation today! Tell your cook to cook three more dishes immediately! What bullshit rules have played on Lao Tzu's head! Hunger marketing has hit Lao Tzu's head....... believe it or not, Lao Tzu directly smashed your old bastard's sign!" followed by a burst of foul language.

Fairy Yan upstairs frowned slightly when he heard this vulgar remark, then Tang Gongzi and Lei Shaoxia naturally wanted to come forward, even the county guard Ning Sudao also ordered the guards to "go down and deal with it".

The owner of the building was at a loss, and in his words, he was willing to let the man who was roaring eat for nothing, but the man's desire to eat today could not be satisfied, and he hoped that the man would come again tomorrow.

But the result was a clang, and the man downstairs began to smash the store.

The few nobles on the top floor would not surrender their identities, but there were also a large number of their subordinates downstairs - the army guards in the county, the guards of Tang Gongzi, the master guards of the Junshan Gang and the swordsmen of the Yueyang Sword Sect. They clashed with the man who started smashing the shop.

A few people upstairs were still talking and laughing, talking about the food upstairs, but the sound downstairs was getting louder and louder, and Shangguan Shou, the leader of the Junshan Gang, first began to sit still - it was really because he leaned against the window and saw that the good players in his own gang were thrown into the middle of the street outside the building like a sandbag.

At this time, the cook mentioned earlier had already gone upstairs, but he was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with a slender body, more than seven feet tall, and a delicate and upright appearance.

At this moment, the fierce roar was getting closer and closer, and so many samurai and masters downstairs were as useless as dead people, and a huge figure suddenly covered the staircase door that came up.

Among the people present, there are many real masters-at least that Shangguan Shou, Lei Jianyun, and Yan Zishuang are, so they are not nervous, but when everyone sees that figure, their first thought is almost to see a beast like a human bear/tiger.

The man in the coarse cloth robe stood up straight, and the people sitting upstairs were almost not as tall as the man's crotch, with a majestic physique, deep facial features, a bearded face, and a hideous face. As soon as Bo Fu arrived upstairs, he glanced left and right, his eyes stayed on Yan Zishuang's face for an extra second, and then he looked at the young man: "The people in this building are noble...... A noble man in black and white...... It's just that this kid doesn't look like ...... You're the cook in this building? I've asked the old man, go ahead, go cook three more dishes for Lao Tzu! Everyone, excuse me!

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab the cook. That Lei Shaoxia was enthusiastic, and directly cut to Bo Fu's vein. Bo Fu did not dodge or dodge, let that Lei Jianyun cut his palm on the vein, Lei Jianyun seemed to cut an iron plate, and the wrist of the tall man seemed to be made of gold and iron, and he didn't regard Lei Shaoxia's palm as nothing.

"Boy, do you want to get ahead? Oh...... It turned out that I wanted to show it in front of beauties.......... but I was careful to make a fool of myself. Bo Fu smiled instead, grabbing Lei Jianyun with his backhand, while still grabbing the boy with his other hand.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of the piano, and at the same time, a sharp sword was like a cloud and a dragon, stabbing at Bo Fu ethereally, and Lei Jianyun also pulled out his sword, bringing out endless electric light that reflected the white light all over the building, and a sword slashed horizontally towards Bo Fu's wrist.

"Hahaha. With the thunderous laughter, Bo Fu's huge palm swirled, and easily slapped on the spine of Lei Jianyun's sword, deflecting his sword momentum, and at the same time, with a sound: "Huh", another sword light pierced Bo Fu's body without an inch.

"What a kung fu practice!" everyone upstairs lost color - except for the dead face of the young man......