Followed by.

There was the clanging of swords clashing.

"Oooo

Upstairs, a dozen timid guests ran down the stairs. The guests in the lobby on the first floor were also in an uproar and left their seats one after another.

Only a middle-aged man in a gray robe at the next table, with a fierce face, unmoved, poured himself a drink with a calm expression.

Long Qingyun paused slightly, continued to pour two glasses of daughter red, and touched the wine glass with Mo Zhixuan and drank it all.

Mo Zhixuan took a sip of tea, had no intention of drinking, frowned, and her face was full of anger.

Long Qingyun smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong with Miss Mo, such a battle has disturbed your appetite?"

Mo Zhixuan motioned to Long Qingyun with her eyes to look at the second floor in front of her. Long Qingyun was not in a hurry, he put a large piece of Jinling salted duck in his mouth, and while enjoying the food, he followed the direction of Mo Zhixuan's eyes.

Ahead is a scissor-style double-run wooden staircase.

The ground floor staircase reaches a two-foot-high platform and divides into two directions, north and south, forming two staircases embedded in the corridor on the second floor.

The corridor on the second floor follows the layout of the house, and in the middle of the house is a huge permeable space, similar to a patio, except that there is an extra roof on the roof.

The corridor is a verandah-type structure, and there is a wooden railing on the verandah, which can overlook the first floor by the railing, and the view is extremely wide.

And Long Qingyun is located on the east side of the first floor, by the window, just looking up at the west side of the second floor.

At this time.

On the west side of the second floor, there is a young man in white overlooking the first floor by the railing, just opposite Long Qingyun.

Behind this person, there were two men in black besieging a man in a green shirt, and this person turned a blind eye to it, and actually had the leisure to overlook the scenery in all directions.

The man in white only stopped on Long Qingyun's face for a moment, and then continued to look at Mo Zhixuan, his eyes were burning, his eyes were like fire, it seemed that he had been paying attention to Mo Zhixuan for a long time, and he seemed to be unfinished, and he had a sense of lingering.

The man in white was about thirty-one or twelve years old, with a high nose and a thin face, and his facial features were also handsome, but his face was bloodless, and there was a faint aura of yin owl, which looked like an indescribable feeling, which made people very uncomfortable.

The man in white had a pair of eyes that were sloppy, and Mo Zhixuan was furious when he saw it. No wonder Mo Zhixuan's face was full of anger.

Mo Zhixuan said to Long Qingyunjiao: "Don't patronize and eat, the man in white on the second floor, have you seen it?" ”

Long Qingyun didn't realize it, sandwiched a piece of braised beef into his mouth, poured himself a cup of daughter red, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, and said:

"It seems that this red cream crab can't be eaten today, let's deal with the cold dishes and marinated vegetables on this table first, and then I can't blame the man in white, only blame you for being so charming, that person can't control his eyes. ”

After speaking, he took his daughter red and drank it all, it was very sweet and refreshing, and there was an expression of great enjoyment on his face.

When did Mo Zhixuan see Long Qingyun's gluttonous appearance, she was about to get angry.

Long Qingyun wasted no time in sandwiching a piece of Jinling salted duck into Mo Zhixuan's bowl, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, it's going to start fighting." ”

The gray-robed middle-aged man at the next table bowed slightly, thinking: "This blue-robed young man is so calm, not only enjoying the food leisurely, but also making fun of beauties, obviously a martial arts expert." ”

The middle-aged man in the gray robe brushed the willow whiskers under his chin, although the beard is not long, it is neat and neat, and he is full of fortitude.

Mo Zhixuan snorted: "You glutton. Mo Zhixuan was still in any mood to eat Jinling salted duck, and her eyes looked at the second floor.

"What's going on?" At this time, the yin owl man on the second floor stood up suddenly, with his back to Mo Zhixuan, this person was tall and taller than ordinary people.

The yin owl man faced the three people in the fight and said sharply: "The three of you are fighting here, it's so boring. ”

Suddenly, the yin owl man stepped forward, probed, grabbed the throat of the fat man in black among them, and said gloomily: "Your sword wind blew me just now, suffer death." ”

There was also a table of guests sitting on the second floor, who were not moved by the fight between the three of them, and ate lightly.

At this time, when they suddenly saw the yin owl man using the eagle grabbing hand with great speed, everyone was slightly stunned, and then drank as if nothing had happened, with a leisurely expression and no panic.

Although the fat man in black said that his martial arts were not high, he reacted quickly, and in a hurry, he raised his sword to block.

The yin owl man's demeanor was calm, and he didn't intend to withdraw the eagle's grasping hand, and in the flash of light, his crooked fingers suddenly straightened, and he rushed towards the sword in the hand of the fat man in black.

Mo Zhixuan's face was full of surprise, and she almost screamed.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The yin owl man's index and middle fingers clamped the sword in the hand of the fat man in black.

Long Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned, and said leisurely: "This person's skills are really amazing, even if the fat man in black has poor martial arts, but the power of this sword swing should not be underestimated." ”

Mo Zhixuan said crisply: "My father has such skills, which one is more powerful than this yin and yang man?"

Long Qingyun said awe-inspiringly: "It's hard to say, you only know until you compare." With a confident smile on his face.

Mo Zhixuan smiled and said: "Don't be modest, I know that person is not your opponent, but that person's eyes are shy, I feel panicked when I see it, for a while, you have to teach him a good lesson, it is not in vain that I invite you to eat Jinling salted duck." ”

Long Qingyun was nibbling on a piece of Jinling saltwater duck, and nodded violently when he heard this.

Mo Zhixuan couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw Long Qingyun's cute appearance, and said, "You really look like a gluttonous cat, meow!"

After speaking, Yanran's pretty face bloomed with childlike innocence, as clear and clear as a lake in spring.

The gray-robed middle-aged man at the next table was also infected by the cheerful atmosphere of Long Qingyun and Mo Zhixuan, and he didn't realize that there was still a fight upstairs.

There was a "clang" sound, and the sword in the hand of the fat man in black was shot down by the yin owl man and fell to the ground.

The yin owl man turned his five fingers into claws, and in the moment when the fat man in black was stunned, the eagle grabbed and grabbed his throat.

The thin man in black who was with the fat man in black was fighting with the man in green shirt, unable to separate, and his face was full of anxiety.

"Poof!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and I saw a small black shadow flying towards the eagle grabbing hand of the yin owl man.

The Yin Owl Male Eagle was just about to touch the neck of the fat man in black, when he suddenly felt an extremely strong force shooting towards him, and his murderous aura was extremely strong.

The yin owl man didn't dare to hold it up, so he turned around and dodged away.

"Bang!"

A small black shadow hit the table next to the gloomy man. Force-Piercing Desktop. When everyone looked up, it seemed that a hole had been pierced in the tabletop.

"Whew!"

A peanut fell to the ground crisply.

"Finger power!"

The gray-robed middle-aged man at the table next to Long Qingyun blurted out.