Lincheng Mo County, or Xu Qinghe's three-story tavern on the street.

Yan Xiao, who was dressed in a red robe, drank at the same table with the other three people in the robe, either gray or brown, and the breath of these three people was hidden, which made the masters of the Martial Arts Hongmeng Realm unable to figure it out. Yan Xiao drank his own bitter and sweet wine, and the other three were more comfortable than him, and asked for nearly fifty taels of superb wine in the store.

Although there is tearful wine in the store, these three people are reluctant to drink wine similar to Yan Xiao's private collection, there are bitter and sweet, what is the taste.

"You may be like Xiaowen, drink in peace when you drink?" Yan Xiao scolded the handsome young man in gray sitting on his left side like Father Yan.

The handsome young man in gray put down the wine bowl, looked at Yan Xiao suspiciously, and asked, "Master, why don't you let me come forward, it's just a sword sect in the world." ”

The handsome young man who was called Xiaowen by Yan Xiao sitting opposite Yan Xiao laughed and said, "Second brother, second brother, you are hundreds of years old, and you are still like a stunned young man······"

Before he finished speaking, the person he called the second brother turned his head and glared at him, and this Xiaowen immediately rolled his eyes and picked up the wine bowl and continued to drink. It's also interesting to think about, I am traveling in the world, people in the world, immortals in the sky, spears in hand, who dares to block the way?

"If you destroy the Sword Sect of the World, you can solve all kinds of problems, why don't you take action yourself?"

"Senior brother, the master is also for your good, but I have a proposal, and it can really relieve the anger in your heart. ”

The previous name of the man who spoke had long since been severed by him, and now he claimed that he did not have a knife, or that he had buried a knife. And he and that Xiaowen's second senior brother, the previous name had long been separated, and now, he calls himself Hidden Blade. It's funny, the sword is buried in the knife, and Xiaowen even claims to be a broken gun.

These three brothers, how much do they look down on the world's swords and guns?

Hidden Blade asked: "Third brother, don't be a mother-in-law, say!"

Wudao glanced at the hidden blade, obviously unhappy, but still explained: "Senior brother, if the World Sword Sect really does something out of the pavilion, I will let Lao Qi steal the empty dance Qingzhi for you, and I, let Lao Qi steal the King of Mountain City, and we will go to the World Sword Sect together and slaughter all the people who have cultivated above the Heavenly Immortals······"

"Second brother and third brother, what about me?" Xiaowen was unhappy with the broken gun, afraid of the table, obviously very dissatisfied with having fun.

Wudao was about to speak, but when he heard Yan Xiao coughing lightly, the three of them immediately quieted down.

"Empty dance Qingzhi, if you like it, take it. King Ming, you don't have to think about it, you have already borrowed someone for the teacher. ”

Wudao immediately stood up, propped his hands on the table, and asked: "Master, you are different from what you said, you said it yourself, I have experienced two god and demon tribulations, and you will send me the king of Shancheng Ming ······"

The third senior brother who broke the gun to appease him sat down, and said like a gentleman: "Third brother, what are you anxious about, the master said, it is to borrow someone, not to give it away." Besides, isn't there more than two hundred years left in your god and demon tribulation, can you still live to that time······

Wudao turned his head and glared at him, the broken gun was depressed, and he didn't take such a bully. Suddenly, I miss the time when I was a mortal. Alas, if it weren't for the fact that he almost died at the time, he wouldn't be willing to worship under the master's door, and now, the two senior brothers always let themselves run errands and have a hard life.

Who knew that Yan Xiao snorted coldly, and then said: "Do you still have to pretend to be in front of your three brothers? Can the Ming King of Shancheng take him out?

As soon as they heard this, except for the broken gun, the two swords were speechless.

Suddenly, the three of them sensed a strong pressure, and their eyes changed suddenly.

Without a knife, his fingers dipped in the wine and shot out towards the source of the strong pressure. I saw the wine turn into a long knife shaped like a goose feather and fly away through the air. Strangely, the knife passed through the body of the drinker at the next table, and the drinker only felt a slight chill, but there was no other discomfort.

There was a loud roar, and the guests of the restaurant were shocked, put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out to join in the fun. And the four masters and apprentices at this table continued to drink like no one else.

While the people were still discussing what was going on, a pretty boy dressed in blue and holding a folding fan walked in.

He walked lightly to the four of them and bowed respectfully. I don't care if I don't have a knife, I continue to pick peanuts and throw them into my mouth, and there are some monks who break the gun.

"Master, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, this one, with a refined temperament, thinks it is the sixth senior brother. Senior brother Jian Yufei has seen Shizun and the three senior brothers. ”

Jian Yufei understood the broken gun, smiled silly, and said: "Who is my Dao, every walk makes people think that it was an immortal hunter who killed it, it turns out that you are Little Twelve." ”

"Sixth, sit down!"

Hiding the blade shouted, and the broken gun reluctantly sat down again. He was enthusiastic, moved his buttocks, and gave half of the bench to Jian Yufei.

"Xiaoyu, how are things going?"

"Back to the words of the third senior brother, Yan Yun has a good hand in riding, he has a pair of bloody hands, he can restrain the cultivation of the junior brother, he is afraid, and he can't do anything. ”

No knife frowning, bloody hands?

"Master, you didn't cut the grass at that time?"

The broken gun interjected again, filled a bowl of wine with no knife, and said: "Third brother, are you yelling? Really cut the grass and eradicate the roots, do you just want the master to burp as soon as possible, so that you can take the king of the mountain city for yourself?"

There is no knife energy, the right hand is a hand knife, and the posture seems to be ready to slash his sixth brother with a knife now. Broken Gun felt aggrieved, so he had to pretend to be dumb again and drink.

Jian Yufei couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene, but she didn't dare to show it, she was really uncomfortable.

Master Yan Xiao has received thirteen disciples, except for Zhong Xihou, who is in the same era as him, ranking eleven, and Yingruge, who is ranked thirteenth, he has only seen the second and the same

The two senior brothers of the three.

I thought that such characters who crossed the category of ordinary immortals were extremely cold and unruly, but what did I think, each one was more like a monkey than the other.

The broken gun's nose moved slightly, as if he was trying to sniff the strange smell in the air. Two blue lights shot out of his eyes, staring at Jian Yufei, Jian Yufei couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, that feeling was actually fear!

The broken gun grabbed Jian Yufei's hand again, and his two fingers clasped the double veins of his wrist, Jian Yufei's left hand was out of force in an instant, unable to resist. The action was only instantaneous, and the broken gun looked at Yan Xiao with a confused and sluggish face, Yan Xiao was still drinking by himself, and the broken gun was stunned.

"Sixth, everyone has their own ambitions, and each has its own destiny. Hidden Blade suddenly became cold when he said this, just like when he gave Wang Jian Longyao to Yingruge, like a living dead, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"You bastard, how much do you want to die?How can you do such a thing?" The broken gun is like a ruffian teaching a little rascal, and when he went up, he gave Jian Yufei's head a chestnut, Jian Yufei originally planned to dodge, but strangely, his body seemed to be tied up by five flowers, and he couldn't move.

At that moment, it was really an unforgettable pain.

Jian Yufei once thought that his talent was too demonic, so Yan Xiao took a fancy to him, and he had been wondering what Yan Xiao had taken a fancy to such an ordinary martial artist as Zhong Xihou? As for Yingruge, a trick, he said it directly, and he didn't want to agree.

When I met the second senior brother and the third senior brother, I only thought that the two of them had hundreds of years of Taoism, so I couldn't be embarrassed. But didn't the sixth senior brother not even experience the god and demon tribulation, how could he make himself worse than an ant if he shot casually.

It was also this chestnut that hurt into the bone marrow, which made Jian Yufei suddenly feel that it was not bad for people to live.

"Sixth, don't make trouble. ”

Without a knife, he became serious, looking at Jian Yufei, those Danfeng eyes were as vast as stars, and he couldn't see through it.

Zang Jian picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, put it down, smashed it, smashed it, and said, "Xiaoyu, if you pass on your three-point skills for your brother, you may be able to level the Sword Sect in the world?"

Yan Xiaotong was still calm without a knife, and the broken gun was like hearing that someone had won 10 million taels of silver in the gambling house with a copper plate, and he was stunned.

Jian Yufei was silent for a long time, sighed, but shook her head.

Hidden Blade couldn't help frowning, obviously asking Jian Yufei, reason?

"Second Senior Brother I'm afraid I forgot that Twelve is in the human realm, and he is doing things for Yan Yunqi. ”

"What does it have to do with you pacifying the chaos of the Sword Sect in the world?"

"Third Senior Brother, if the twelve make a move, the Hongmeng Heart with that pair of bloody hands will inevitably make a move. At that time, the twelve body cultivators will be restrained, and they will be like wild dogs on the street. It's not that the twelve are selfish, and they do this, but it's useless. ”

The broken gun wanted to say something, but he was pressed by the hidden blade on the shoulder, and he only felt a pain in the pipa bone in his left shoulder, and let out a scream of "ahhhh Jian Yufei looked at it and held back her internal injuries, hey, hey, hey, a few senior brothers, you are all hundreds of years old, not the best among people, you are already demons among people, how can you be like a teenage hairy doll.

Yan Xiao drank the remaining one-third of the wine in the wine bowl, put down the wine bowl, and wiped the wine oozing from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. He cleared his throat and said, "The teacher once gave Zhong Nanyan eight words, and the west is the marquis, not the Central Plains." ”

Hidden blade, no knife, broken gun, these three brothers didn't think so, Jian Yufei was really thoughtful, and then suddenly realized. Zhongxihou, it turns out that this is the meaning.

It's a pity that Konishi finally followed the path of heaven. Because it has already come out, what kind of fruit, whether it is a teacher or a few of your brothers, you can't interfere. ”

The three of them who hid the blade, no knife, and broke the gun were also thoughtful, to be honest, the three of them were also like Jian Yufei, and it was strange why Yan Xiao would accept Zhongxihou as an apprentice. Similarly, in the past 30 years, he has never shown any immortal assets, mortal martial arts, even if he is involved in the peak of Hongmeng, what can he do?

"Ruge, this child is different from Xiaoxi, and all kinds of things like songs today are the causes planted for the teacher. The calamity of reincarnation has come, and it is selfish for the sake of the teacher that I will ask you to help your little junior brother. ”

Among the brothers, in addition to the hidden blade, the other three looked at each other, and they didn't know why. And the hidden blade filled himself with a bowl of wine and drank it all.

"Master, it's better to turn into a god and go to level the Sword Sect in the world. ”

The broken gun looked at his second senior brother like an idiot, shook his head and sighed, and he actually had a feeling of hating iron but not steel. The knife gave him a look, and the broken gun immediately obeyed like a little milk dog.

"Second brother, whether you turn into a god or not, if you can't go to the World Sword Sect, you can't go. It is better to let the junior disciples find their former comrades, and let the people in the human world solve the affairs of the human world by themselves. ”

Jian Yufei was confused when she heard it, and wanted to ask, but she stopped talking. He sighed that his colleagues are on the right, and the thousands of years are just a child's one-day frolic. Suddenly, Jian Yufei only felt that her eyebrows and her mind were confused, and her internal breath was divided into eight powers, as if she was about to burst out. The five senses of the broken spear are so keen, and the movements are so fast, I can only see the afterimage of the hand, and shoot out eight immortal qi to penetrate into Jian Yufei's body.

Then, put his fingers on Jian Yufei's temples and closed his eyes to explore, but his brows were tightly locked.

"Boy, how cheap are you?" Leng Buding, such a scold came out of the broken gun, except for Yan Xiao, the hidden blade and the knife were confused. The broken gun was about to speak, but when he heard Yan Xiao cough, he had to withdraw the words from his mouth, pretending to be dumb.

"Ruge's matter is solved, Xiaoyu, you should also take care of yourself. ”

Jian Yufei adjusted her internal breath, although her eyebrows were still aching faintly, she was finally fine, and replied: "Master, there is no need to worry about it." ”

Hiding the blade wanted to speak and stopped, and finally had to fill another bowl for himself and drink it all. After thinking for a while, the hidden blade turned his two fingers into a sword, and shot out a burst of energy, pouring into Jian Yufei's eyebrows. Jian Yufei only felt that the fairy edge was like a sea of clouds rolling, but she felt that her whole body was like fire under the ice for a moment, and the kung fu of a bowl of wine was refreshed and full of energy.

He got up

He clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Second Senior Brother!"

"Xiaoyu, the teacher does not agree with your choice, but he also respects your choice. Born in the world, do not seek to win the world, but seek no regrets. ”

"The disciples follow the teachings of the master. "Let's go out and leave.

Broken Gun looked confused, looked at Shizun and the two senior brothers, wanted to ask, but was afraid of being ridiculed by the two senior brothers, and finally all the doubts were swallowed in his stomach with a bowl of wine.

Hidden Blade still repeated the original words: "Master, I really can't allow me to kill the Sword Sect of the World and destroy him?"

Broke the gun and drank a second bowl of wine, and when he heard it, he spit it out. The wine almost sprayed Yan Xiao, who was sitting directly opposite him, only to see that his right hand reached out without a knife and sucked it from his palm into a claw. The squirt of wine gathered into a ball, and then with a wave of his hand, the water ball where the wine gathered flew towards the broken gun, and the broken gun opened his mouth to swallow it, smashing it and smashing it.

On the other side of the lobby, the three white-robed old men couldn't help but admire this scene, admiring the internal cultivation of the young age of the sword.

Hidden Blade noticed the gaze behind him, and when he looked back, the three white-robed old men were trembling. The three white-robed old men understood that the four young men at this table were not Shanshan, and hurriedly went out with their respective swords.

Hidden Blade looked at the backs of the three of them leaving, his fists couldn't help but squeak, and he whispered: "I really want to kill these three old immortals." ”

As soon as he heard this, the broken gun suddenly squirted out another sip of wine, and he was caught off guard, this time directly on the face of the knife. Breaking the gun and feeling that his life was in danger, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve while jumping out of the restaurant like a cat. I wiped my face with my hands without a knife, but fortunately, the sixth child didn't have bad breath, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as repairing it.

In the same way, the body turned into a phantom and chased out.

The two chased each other all the way, causing chaos in the small streets, but Yan Xiao just laughed softly, and had no intention of stopping it. The hidden blade approached slightly and asked, "Master, I'm afraid Liu Sanqing's limit is coming." ”

Yan Xiao couldn't help frowning, sighed, and said, "This doll is also as stubborn as you, why don't you understand that it is better to die than to live? ”

"Tu'er detected the aura of the imperial dragon in the city that never sleeps, but the direction was far away, so Qu'er flew out for nearly 10,000 miles and did not find the source. ”

Yan Xiao also didn't know how to answer, and said confused: "It's strange to be a teacher, when today's son and that young man don't have the blessing of the emperor's dragon qi on their bodies." It seems that he harmed this Liu family Saburo for his teacher, and his own selfishness made his soul protect Ruge, but he was victimized by Ruge's ghost body. ”

"Then why don't I go down and ask the Dongyin Lord for something?"

Yan Xiao waved his hand and said, "The underworld is plagued by dream demons, and the East Yin Lord is afraid that he will also lack skills, if you provoke it again, how can you be kind to each other." ”

Hidden Blade pondered in his heart, as if it was such a truth. Suddenly, Yan Xiao said a word, so that the hidden blade almost squirted out the wine, forcibly swallowed it, and choked and coughed.

"Second child, for the teacher, I feel that the limit is approaching, so I'll leave it to you. ”

The hidden blade hand pressed the table and stared at Yan Xiao directly, and asked, "Master, didn't you ······ a long time ago?"

Yan Xiao didn't let him finish, shook his head, and said: "After all, scattered immortals are not true immortals, and immortals still have an end of life, let alone being a teacher? You and I have a master-apprentice relationship for seven hundred years······

"Seven hundred and seventy-six years. ”

This correction made Yan Xiao cry and laugh, nodded, and said, "Okay, okay, seven hundred and seventy-six years, then the master and your master and apprentice will be divided into seven hundred and seventy-seven years and then return to nature, okay?"

The hidden blade is like a child at the moment, and he almost secretly wiped his tears.

I have heard that the old man will be inspired before he dies, not to mention Yan Xiao and other figures who have been listed in the immortal class. He lifted the wine jar, but this time he didn't pour the wine, and took a few gulps straight to the mouth of the jar.

"Okay, since the senior brother is gone, the eldest brother is like a father, and the twelve heavenly tribulations will be arranged. The disciples dare to guarantee that those people, who dare to come without following the rules, will destroy him in vain······"

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, just like his second apprentice and third apprentice bullying the sixth child, he rewarded a chestnut with a hidden blade. It hurt so much that he cried out, this old boy secretly scolded Yan Xiao in his heart for how he could have done so hard, but he never thought that their sixth child could be tortured by him and Wudao for hundreds of years.

Besides, the two who ran to the street to fight without a knife and a broken gun, although the two of them have a difference in cultivation for nearly three hundred years, but in terms of ordinary kung fu, both of them were once outstanding martial artists in the human world, and there is not much difference.

The two ran and chased, and when they caught up, they tore into a fight, and then one continued to run and the other continued to chase.

An accidental, broken gun almost hit a girl dressed as a rich daughter. Fortunately, I have a good way to avoid it, but I can't avoid it for a moment.

At the same time, he became interested in this girl, and looked weak, but at the moment when he was about to collide, he skillfully moved with his steps to avoid his body. But it reminded him of the good memories of when he was really a teenager, and he was also making trouble on the street, and he was also fighting with his companions, and he also bumped into a beautiful and weak woman.

It's a pity that the beauty is long gone, but she has been alive and dead for almost 500 years.

Without a knife, he restrained his breath, and stepped forward to help the girl who leaned against the stall to help her up. But I heard an angry scolding, although it was an angry scolding, but the voice was also a little playful.

"That rascal, don't let go of your perverted paws for your aunt and grandmother. ”

A girl who looked quite cute, white and small, and her hair was combed like two cat ears, rushed out savagely.

I only heard this playful and lovely girl mutter: "Come out to help the young owner and the wild man buy some fitting clothes, you can meet these rude people, bad luck." ”

The two brothers looked at each other without a knife or a gun, and naturally understood each other's meaning. Without a knife, he stretched forward to put his hand on the shoulder of the playful girl, and the playful girl Mo Qu'er opened it with her hand and scolded: "The prodigal son of Dengtu, you dare to flirt with this girl in broad daylight in Mo County, you are tired of being crooked!"

(End of chapter)