Luo Xun, who suddenly appeared and chatted with Hua Wenxiang for a long time, few people in the world know that the real name of this great sword immortal is Luo Xun, only that there is likely to be an invincible swordsman named Jian Xun in the rivers and lakes.

Hua Wenxiang was happy for Luo Bei, after all, in today's world, he still has a close relative, and he is also such a peerless great sword immortal.

Luo Xun didn't plan to stay in the whale boat, he came here mainly to get to know Hua Wenxiang, this thing he had wanted to do for a long time, and today happened to meet a young man, so it would be helpful to recognize his son in the future.

That sword mountain, Luo Xun is not unfamiliar, in other words, he is more familiar with that sword mountain than anyone else.

At Luo Xun's suggestion, Hua Wenxiang changed the route, he planned to get off the boat in Xiang'an in advance, and then go to Po Chau in Xiang'an to take the Kowloon Bridge.

The Kowloon Bridge connects Beiyan and Xiang'an.

Luo Xun said (rì) that he would see him again soon, and when the time came, please ask Hua Wenxiang to help introduce Tu Yuelian and others.

Luo Xun likes this group of young people very much and is very optimistic, and he is looking forward to what this group of young people will do in many years.

In the middle of the night, the middle-aged man left the sea whale boat with the big sword on his back, and Hua Wenxiang watched the big sword fairy leave, and then stood on the bow of the boat and blew the night breeze.

The young man looked at the vast Tianxiang River and was full of emotion, and after a short time, he began to travel the rivers and lakes again, but this time he was alone (shēn).

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If you go to Beiyan, the ferry will take at least three days, and to reach Pozhou in Xiang'an, the ferry can reach it at most two (rì).

These two (rì) on the ferry, the flowers are warm and fragrant to visit every corner, although the ferry ticket is expensive, but if you don't spend much, then this ticket is still worth the price.

The lavish decoration on the ferry alone is comparable to those high-end restaurants on land, and the view of the vast Tianxiang River from outside the houseboat is a spectacular scene that is difficult to see on the shore.

In the restaurant on the ferry, Hua Wenxiang continued to listen to the book, but this time she only ordered three meals, and even more drinks, as long as some cheap green tea.

You can buy a lot of things outside with this silver, so why waste money on this boat. Hua Wenxiang has never been a vain person.

In this regard, the owner of the restaurant and Xiao Er were very disappointed, Hua Wenxiang did not spend money lavishly, they had no money to make, but the money was in other people's trouser pockets, and they had no way at all.

On the high platform of today (rì) it is said that the old abbot of Xuanyun Temple fought against the ancient murderer, the storyteller spat everywhere, his mouth was like a river, and the whole story relied on one editor.

Hua Wenxiang sat at the dinner table, drinking tea, bored, and he was still thinking about Luo Xun now.

Luo Xun was younger than he imagined, holding Xuanyuan in his hand? The realm was the legendary fairyland? If such a character fought with all his might, how earth-shattering would it be? Luo Bei was his own son, and he inherited his bloodline absolutely perfectly, and after many years, would his brother also become a peerless great sword immortal like his father?

"Boom—"

About three or four taels of silver were thrown on the Huawenxiang table by a son-in-law, "Hey, boy, pick up the silver and change the table to sit." Little Er, help me clean up this table. ”

As he spoke, he beckoned Xiao Er to clean up the table where Hua Wenxiang had not finished eating.

Xiao Er walked over, looking embarrassed, although the consumption of today's flowers is not high, but yesterday's table cost a small 1,000 taels, and he can't afford to offend such characters.

Hua Wenxiang was silent, ignoring the unreasonable son-in-law on the side.

Xiao Er stood in place, embarrassed, he cast a look for help to the restaurant owner not far away, but the restaurant owner didn't know what to do, and motioned him to wait and see what to do.

Brother Gongzi (shēn) was wearing a fancy dress, with a hosta on his head, and a valuable Lantian jade hanging on his waist, he frowned slightly when he saw Xiao Er ignoring his words, "You didn't hear me?"

He doesn't have a strong attitude towards Hua Wenxiang, but he definitely doesn't care about the low-status Xiao Er.

Hua Wenxiang saw that Xiao Er was a little pitiful, so she kindly relieved him, "Little brother, go clean up other tables, I have to wait for a while." ”

Then he said coldly to Brother Gongzi: "Take the silver back, and you can sit here again after I finish eating." ”

The table with warm and fragrant flowers is in a good position, facing the high platform, and it is clear to listen to the book.

Xiao Er was granted amnesty and hurriedly retreated.

Brother Gongzi smiled silently, and he (shēn) was followed by two people, a middle-aged man and a rickety old man.

Neither of the two servants was good at looking at their faces.

Brother Gongzi smiled and asked, "This silver is not enough?"

As he spoke, he directly took out two heavy ingots, which were worth fifty taels of silver.

Hua Wenxiang still ignored it and continued to listen to the book, and there was no one else around.

The middle-aged man was a little sloppy, and there were many grease stains on his clothes, and he said dissatisfiedly: "My young master is talking to you! ”

Hua Wenxiang said lightly: "I said it, wait until I finish eating." This is a restaurant, not a noisy place for you, if you don't want to eat, please leave here. ”

The restaurant owner and Xiao Er not far away are all worried, Hua Wenxiang's words are so bad, the next two parties are likely to have a conflict, although the restaurant is not afraid of making trouble, but if it really wants to fight, at least it will affect the hospitality, in this way, it will still affect the business of the restaurant.

Brother Gongzi is used to being arrogant and domineering, even in the sea whale boat, he is fearless, but he has a good heart (qíng) and is not angry at Hua Wenxiang's rudeness, "How long will it take you to finish this meal?"

Hua Wenxiang said: "I don't know, maybe half an hour, maybe half a day." ”

Brother Gongzi smiled, "I'll give you one last chance." ”

Hua Wenxiang said helplessly: "(tǐng) Good food, can you not let me lose my appetite?"

The sloppy man was about to overturn the table with one hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the table still didn't move at all.

The man suddenly (shēn) was entangled in the green qi, and the muscles (ròu) of his entire arm were about to break his clothes.

But the table still didn't move.

The man blushed and had a thick neck, extremely embarrassed, and he saw Hua Wenxiang's arm against the table at a glance, and realized that it was he who had moved his hands and feet.

A punch was handed over, and most of the people around who were watching (rè) closed their eyes, and this punch went straight to Hua Wenxiang's head, if it was really hit, the brains would have to burst around.

The man simply thought that Hua Wenxiang had played some tricks, and he didn't think that the young man in front of him was a monk at all.

The fist ushered in, and Hua Wenxiang accurately held the rough fist without dodging or dodging, and then a scream came from the restaurant, "Ah!"

The sloppy man's screaming can be heard inside and outside the restaurant, and he is half-squatting (shēn) and leaning forward as much as possible along the warm and fragrant hand of the flower.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes, but they didn't expect that it was not Hua Wenxiang who was screaming, but the burly and sloppy man, and the sloppy man's painful Zhou (shēn) Wu Lu Qi all dispersed, and his fists could be crushed at any time, and his wrists could be broken at any time.

The dignified Martial Green Realm monk was still showing off his martial arts just now, but at this time, he had no power to fight back at all.

The sloppy man burst into tears, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before, "Hurry up...... Please. ”

The rickety old man came to Hua Wenxiang in an instant, he couldn't see what tricks Hua Wenxiang had used, but he didn't think he was so powerful.

The old man (shēn) is entangled in the blue qi, and he is a real mountain immortal.

The owner of the restaurant said that he was not good, and quickly asked Xiao Er to notify the ferry steward to come here.

Someone recognized the old man's (shēn) part, "Is it Feng Worship of the Lan Gang Sect??" That son, as expected, is the son of the leader of the Lanhe Sect. ”

In the past two years, the scale of the Lanhe Sect has expanded, and many people in the rivers and lakes call him another sect after the Bimu Sect.

When Xuanyun Temple held the Jiangling Fight, Zou Ding of the Lanhe Sect was well-known in Dingchang, if it wasn't for his bad luck and met Liu Xiangbo in advance, maybe he could still hold on to a few more competitions.

Everyone in the restaurant was talking, even the storyteller stopped telling the story, there was no way, no one listened to the book now, and everyone shifted their attention to Hua Wenxiang.

The warm fragrance of yesterday (rì) flowers has already attracted attention, and today (rì) is even more so, and some people are becoming more and more convinced that his (shēn) share is not simple.

The noble son's name was Wang Weipei, the only son of the leader of the Lan He Sect, and when he saw that someone recognized his (shēn), his whole temperament suddenly rose a lot.

Hua Wenxiang immediately made a decision, and directly crushed the sloppy man's right fist, and the sound of bone shattering was crisp and pleasant.

The sloppy man, even if he was a Martial Green Realm monk, broke out in a cold sweat, he never expected the other party's hand to be so strong.

The man holding his right hand was puzzled, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Seeing that Hua Wenxiang was so ruthless, the Feng surname of the Zhan Lan Realm directly started to kill, and the other party obviously heard that his group was a member of the Lanhe Sect, but he still dealt so hard, he was really looking for death.

Hua Wenxiang saw that the other party had murderous intent, and Zhou (shēn) instantly entangled in the battle blue realm, and fought with Na Feng Feng's fists.

He respects the old (ài) the young, but the scorer.

Hua Wenxiang struck a peak punch and directly knocked the old man in the same realm out of the boat.

The wall of the restaurant was knocked out of a humanoid hole, and everyone was stunned.

Hua Wenxiang restrained her fist intent in advance, so this punch didn't use too much force, otherwise the restaurant would definitely be a mess of porridge.

People clearly felt the fist banging on their faces, and everyone used their big sleeves to block their faces to prevent the fist from hurting their faces.

"Actually?? It's also the Battle Blue Realm?!"

"The two of them are obviously in the same realm, why was Feng Feng of the Lanhe Sect knocked away with one punch?"

"Is it the Battle Blue Realm at such a young age?"

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Everyone is incredible, and at the same time, they worship the flowers even more, not only rich, but also high.

There is no doubt that the children of a big family or a big power.

The sloppy man was so shocked by this scene that he had now forgotten the pain of the broken bones in his right hand, and there was only fear and despair in his heart.

This person just now was not a trick, but a genuine strength! What the hell is this sacred!

Hua Wenxiang's eyes were murderous, and she glanced at Wang Weipei, and the noble son trembled with fright and couldn't speak.

(End of chapter)

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