A plain white man stood in front of everyone's eyes like this, and no one knew his identity and background.

Han Wangsun scratched his head, "Bai Hua, the name is good, but I have never heard of it in the rivers and lakes." ”

The three sons of Qingzhou also lowered their brows, the man in white in front of him named Bai Hua had never heard of it in the rivers and lakes, but people in this realm did not have any reputation in the rivers and lakes. You must know that anyone who can enter the heavenly realm is generally considered a master in the rivers and lakes. But this Bai Hua in front of him must be several times stronger than those Heavenly Realm masters.

While everyone was pondering, Bai Hua suddenly spoke, he was still so cold, "It's okay, I'll leave first." After saying that, he stood on tiptoe and stepped away with the sparkling waves on the river.

"This light ......" Meng Fengxing was dumbfounded, and his saliva was about to flow out. It wasn't until Han Wangsun slapped his head heavily that he came to his senses.

When he came to his senses, two of the three sons of Qingzhou had already left, and only the third son, Chen Dongfeng, had not yet returned.

Han Wangsun was stunned and looked at the night sky, "Gongzi Chen, did this plan fail?"

"Probably not. Chen Dongfeng also looked up at the night sky and sighed, "However, the case of Qingzhou medicinal materials is probably going to end first." ”

"Hey......" Han Wangsun also sighed, "Chen Gongzi, you said, shouldn't we let go of that Bai Hua just now." He appeared inexplicably like this, and let go of the man in black who intercepted the medicinal herbs. ”

"Maybe. Chen Dongfeng nodded and held his chin, "However, if he wants to leave, no one can stop him." ”

Han Wangsun smacked his eyes a few times, "That's what I said." ”

"I don't think that Bai Hua is a bad person. Meng Fengxing also stood aside and said affirmatively.

"I think so too. Chen Dongfeng nodded, thinking the same way.

Han Wangsun frowned and pondered for a moment, "It seems...... Not really. ”

Chen Dongfeng looked at the sky, smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders towards Han Wangsun and Meng Fengxing, turned around and left, "Two, it's not too early, it's time to go back." ”

Han Wangsun and Meng Fengxing nodded, and slowly followed Chen Dongfeng back.

......

At noon, the sun was scorching, and the whole Chang'an City was like a furnace. A white-clothed scholar walked into a tavern in Chang'an City with a child beside him.

Luo Xuan took his disciple Zhao Songfan to sit down, served a few side dishes and a few pots of wine, and began to eat.

Zhao Songfan looked at a few small dishes on the table, and then began to dislike it, "Master, you are a sword immortal, and you eat these bad foods every day?"

Luo Xuan smiled, "What do you know? Do you call these bad food?" After speaking, Luo Xuan picked up a peanut and began to eat it, shaking his head at Zhao Songfan, "Look at this fried peanut, it's fragrant." Compared with those big fish and meat, I don't know how many times the fragrance is so good. ”

"It's ...... Master...... Zhao Songfan picked up his chopsticks in embarrassment, trembled and pinched a few peanuts, ready to eat.

Luo Xuan saw Zhao Songfan's peanuts in his stomach, and smiled, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Songfan swallowed and said with an iron face, "It's okay...... Master......"

"Hahaha...... It's okay. Luo Xuan smiled, "Master go outside for a while, you stay here to eat by yourself first." Master will be back later. With that, he walked towards the door of the tavern.

As soon as Luo Xuan left, Zhao Songfan immediately put down his chopsticks and began to dislike it, "What kind of master is this?

Zhao Songfan looked at a few side dishes on the table, and couldn't eat it, so he opened the wine, poured a bowl, and drank it.

"Yo. It's a bad dish, but it's a good drink. Zhao Songfan tasted a few sips and drank it all.

Soon, the wine was all drunk. Zhao Songfan burped a few times, and lay down on the chair with his stomach propped up, his face was already slightly red, "It's actually not bad to drink and drink." ”

Just when Zhao Songfan was drowsy, suddenly, there was a cracking sound of smashing the bowl. Zhao Songfan was startled, rubbed his eyes, and stood up. When I looked closely, it turned out that someone was making trouble in the tavern.

Zhao Songfan frowned, and suddenly remembered why his master hadn't come back yet, "Master, why haven't you come back yet......?"

"Oh, wait, this guy won't leave me here to pay!" Zhao Songfan thought about it and felt that something was wrong, "Wow, what kind of master is this? It's too much to abandon the apprentice in the tavern and let the apprentice pay!"

"Bring up the most expensive dishes and the most expensive wine in your tavern! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will smash all your taverns!" a fierce voice came. I saw a tall man with a black beard standing in front of him, followed by more than a dozen younger brothers.

"It looks like I've run into bandits......" Zhao Songfan muttered.

There was a "snap", and then there was a piercing cracking sound. It turned out that the man with the black beard began to drop things again, "It's all for Lao Tzu to carry up, do you hear!"

"I heard it, I heard it. We'll bring you up right away, please don't smash it. Several desolate female cries rang out.

The man with a black beard kicked his feet, sat down on a chair and said, the big knife at his waist was unloaded aside, "Brothers, it's time to prepare for the next family after eating!"

"Hahaha! Okay! Boss!" Suddenly, several rampant laughter was deafening, and more than a dozen younger brothers also sat down.

Zhao Songfan saw it in his eyes, he was very angry, he held the peach wood sword behind his back tightly, and was ready to step forward to teach these bandits a lesson. However, now he is not strong in martial arts, and he is not the opponent of these bandits.

He clenched the peachwood sword behind his back and looked around, trying to ask for help, but found that there was no one except for a man in white sitting not far away, and he must have been scared away by these bandits. In this tavern, he was the only one left, these bandits, and a man in white not far away.

Zhao Songfan looked at the man in white not far away and shook his head. The man in white was unremarkable, but he was a little like his master, like a weak scholar, and he was still slowly tasting the food, and he must not be able to help him much.

Zhao Songfan sighed, "It would be nice if Master came back." ”

There was a "pop", and then there was a loud bang. It turned out that it was the man with a black beard who lifted the knife and unloaded the table next to him with a single sword.

At this moment, a weak woman fell to her knees, possibly the proprietress of the tavern, crying and begging the man with a black beard, "Please, don't smash ......"

The man with the black beard was annoyed, so he kicked the woman away and shouted angrily, "Get out of the way! Dead mother-in-law! Lao Tzu will smash it if you like it! If you stop Lao Tzu again, believe it or not, I will chop you up!"

Hearing the man with the black beard say this, the woman was too frightened to speak, but collapsed to the ground, sobbing.

The more Zhao Songfan looked at it, the more angry he became, he clenched the peachwood sword tightly, and his joints gurgled in his grip. He decided that he must stop these bandits, even if he can't beat them, even if he dies, he has to do it.

He pulled out the peachwood sword from behind his back, clenched it with both hands, and the sweat on his forehead had begun to drip down, "Master, if you come back and see that I have been killed, you must help me avenge me!" After speaking, he rushed towards the group of bandits.