Walking out of the backyard, Xu Baichuan told Xie Qinghuan that he was going to take out the sword, and then the old god was sitting aside, although he wanted to help, but whether to go or not did not look at him, but to see what Xie Qinghuan thought, if Xie Qinghuan really let Feng Ning and Lin Yuexin be together and did not fight, then it would be useless for him to use the sword, and maybe he could even provoke a lot of suspicion.

Scholars have always held grudges and are very troublesome.

Xie Qinghuan was still holding the wine jar and drinking, and he didn't notice that some snowflakes were falling on his body outside, in fact, he knew that the sword qi on his body could also block it, but he thought it was not bad, as for why, it was probably the cold snowflakes that could make him sober up.

Heavy snow fluttered in the mountains and rivers.

Xie Qinghuan spit out a mouthful of wine, picked up Bai Lu casually, and split the wine jar with a sword, and this young sword cultivator exuded a sharp sword aura, which was completely different from the decadent appearance just now.

Xu Baichuan smiled and said, "What, you figured it out?"

Xie Qinghuan was still a little drunk in his eyes at this time, and his eyes were extremely clear: "There is nothing that you can't figure out, since you want to help me, then you can use the sword, I want to think about it, I can't just give up anything, just like you said, there is no sword cultivation." ”

The girl is his beloved girl, but she can't beat the reader, so she drinks to relieve her sorrows, and now with Xu Baichuan's help, no matter what she thinks, no matter how she looks at it, she can continue to fight.

The three-foot land of sword cultivation is the place of death, although his cultivation is not close to the body of the scholar, but will be pressed to the ground and beaten, but once Xu Baichuan is added, it is very different, the two sword cultivators shot together, although one of them will be suppressed by the endless spells, but as long as the other person enters the three-foot land, the result is self-evident.

Even if he has countless body protection magic weapons on his body, he will not feel good.

What's more, if you are a scholar, your body will become more and more unbearable, maybe a sword will be handed out, and life and death will be broken.

Xu Baichuan looked at this sword cultivator with a strong fighting spirit, and said calmly: "What realm is he?"

This is naturally Feng Ning, the scholar he is going to find.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible, this is an old saying.

If the cultivation realm is too much higher than the two of them, even if they go together, they will be sent, although the sword cultivation is strong, but there is also a limit, after all, the two of them are in the sword qi realm, and they have just stepped into the door of cultivation.

Xie Qinghuan said calmly: "Heart Fire Realm, as for the name, I shouldn't need to tell you, my uncle should have told you in the backyard." ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, said a feasible sentence, and then stopped speaking.

Even if the heart fire realm is placed in the Confucian Academy, it is also a brilliant monk, let alone placed in the Qingyuan Kingdom and the Shanhe Pass.

But even so, in the end, it is a mortal fetus in the flesh, a three-foot land, and a sword will die if it is handed out.

As for the result, it all depends on Xie Qinghuan's thoughts, he and Feng Ning have no grudges, this time they went out just as a helper, let's just use it as a bargaining chip, just beat the scholar back, if he kills it with a sword, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble.

In the end, he is a brilliant reader, and it is inevitable that there will be no teacher behind him to take care of him.

During the time when the two were talking, the shopkeeper had already prepared a meal and delivered it, which was different from the usual green vegetables and radishes.

This time it is chicken, duck and fish, and there is even a dish of beef in it, which does not need to be compared with green vegetables and radish, even if it is compared with the dishes on which Xu Baichuan ordered with silver at that time, it is also much stronger, not only that, the shopkeeper also opened a jar of good wine from the wine cellar, and poured it into the wine bowl has become the color of amber, without too much wine, but a burst of fragrance.

What's even more surprising is that the shopkeeper drove Xie Qinghuan aside, ignoring his ugly face, and confidently said that these drinks and dishes were all prepared for Xu Baichuan, if he didn't eat enough, how could he have the strength to help?

Xie Qinghuan was speechless when he was asked, and his face became more and more ugly, if he didn't know that Xu Baichuan was unaccompanied in Shanheguan and came from Dali, otherwise, just based on the enthusiastic appearance of the current shopkeeper, he didn't know that Xu Baichuan was the shopkeeper's nephew, and he wanted to pick it up from outside.

Xu Baichuan looked at Xie Qinghuan who was standing aside, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "I was stunned, I can't come over to eat together, it's hard for me to eat this meal and let me go alone, that's not possible, you have to go together." ”

When the shopkeeper heard Xu Baichuan's words, he felt reasonable, so he pulled Xie Qinghuan, who was full of reluctance, over, pressed him on the chair, and then added wine to Xu Baichuan with a smile.

Xie Qinghuan ate a few bites of food, looking at the snowflakes outside the door, he thought that Xu Baichuan's favor would take a long time to use, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly, and if he really snatched the girl, he would owe Xu Baichuan a favor.

But he felt that there was nothing wrong with him, his childhood sweetheart, the girl who had agreed to get married, was sent by his father and mother to be a concubine for no reason, no matter who he put on him, he would not feel good, and he couldn't beat it alone, and he could use Xu Baichuan's favor to rescue the girl, that would be better.

Xie Qinghuan took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Xu Baichuan, and said softly: "Let's leave after eating, I'm afraid that Yuexin's parents have already ......."

The words were not finished, but the three people present understood the meaning, how could Lin Yuexin's parents not care about Xie Qinghuan, but after all, he was a sword cultivator, and it was not impossible if he was worried that Ye Changmeng would send Lin Yuexin out as soon as possible.

Qingyuan law: The wife must carry the sedan chair eight times and the media is marrying, and the concubine is following.

What Liu Yuexin said sounded good was marrying Feng Ning as his wife, but if it didn't sound good, it was like sending him out to be a concubine.

The scholar named Feng Ning is not very good at Shanheguan, his wife and concubines are in the family, and he is also full of bad deeds, if he does not have the realm of cultivation, and his back is against the big tree of Confucianism, I am afraid that he would have already been covered with loess.

This meal was only eaten for half an hour, if it weren't for Xie Qinghuan's repeated urging, presumably with this unseen sumptuous dish, there would have been no two hours to eat.

Xu Baichuan drank the last glass of wine and sighed in satisfaction.

Two or three things in life are nothing more than eating and drinking.

Xie Qinghuan got up and hugged Bai Lujiao again, looked at the shopkeeper who was cleaning up the mess, thought about it, and said a word.

"I don't know if I can bring it back, but if she doesn't, you don't have to think too much. ”

This sentence was thoughtless, the shopkeeper was confused, and Xu Baichuan stood aside thoughtfully.

It seems that between these people, things are indeed not small.

The shopkeeper hurriedly shook his head: "That's not possible, Yuexin is a good boy, I think you can't marry anyone except her." ”

Xie Qinghuan nodded and didn't say anything more.

The wind and snow outside had become extremely heavy, and the shopkeeper took out two umbrellas from the room, wanting them to shelter from the wind and snow, but Xie Qinghuan politely refused.

"The smell of alcohol is too heavy, and the moon heart will not like it, just take advantage of this wind and snow to wash away. ”

Xu Baichuan shook his head, didn't say anything, and followed Xie Qinghuan to step on the wind and snow and move forward slowly.

There are not many people on the streets of Shanheguan, and as far as the eye can see, only Xu Baichuan and the two of them are walking on the road, so even if Xu Baichuan uses his sword qi to stretch out the barrier to resist the wind and snow, no one will find it.

The two actually didn't walk for long, and they arrived at the girl's house that Xie Qinghuan was thinking about, at first Xu Baichuan felt a little surprised that it was so close, but after thinking about it, he took it for granted.

Childhood sweethearts have no guesses, if they don't often walk together when they are children, how can there be such rumors, the road is closer, and it is logical.

Xu Baichuan stood on the street with his sword, watching Xie Qinghuan go up and knock on the door, and then was kicked out by the indifferent porter, and he didn't make any moves, he knew that he was only here to deal with that scholar, just to prevent accidents, if he was dealing with people, he had to look at Xie Qinghuan.

Xie Qinghuan had just drunk the wine, he was arrogant, and he was a young man, where could he stand the temper of the porter, so he drew his sword out of the sheath, and left a huge sword mark on the door in an instant.

The concierge was fine, but he was scared enough, although this sword was not aimed at him, but the sharp sword qi he felt while standing on the side was enough to make him frightened, thinking that if this one was cut on him, would it be broken in two on the spot, why did this usually smiling Xie family kid change his personality today?

The porter knew that this matter was not something he could provoke, although the master had given an order not to let Xie Qinghuan take a step, but under the crisis of life and death, it was natural to distinguish which was more important and which was more important.

After thinking about all this, the porter changed his previous arrogant appearance, and invited Xie Qinghuan in respectfully.

Xie Qinghuan didn't move, and turned his head to look at Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan shook his head, he felt that Feng Ning was not here, otherwise the attitude of the concierge would never have such a big contrast, after so many years of mixing in Yunzhen, his grasp of people's hearts is naturally not bad.

Xie Qinghuan quickly understood what he meant, didn't say anything, and stepped in alone.

The porter thought that he could breathe a sigh of relief, but soon he didn't think so, Xu Baichuan was looking at him with a smile.

The porter swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his body trembled slightly, Xie Qinghuan's sword just now already made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and now there is another sword cultivator, it looks like it shouldn't be worse than Xie Qinghuan, what should he do?

Xu Baichuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I have no grievances with you, and I won't do anything to you, besides, if I really want to come up with a sword, whether you can still stand here now is still two words." ”

Maybe what he said had an effect, and the porter was a lot calmer, and he said boldly: "This master, is there something that the villain needs to do?"

Xu Baichuan nodded and asked softly, "What is the relationship between your young lady and the son who walked in just now?"

The porter was really relieved this time, as long as it wasn't for him, as for the matter of his young lady, it had spread all over the mountains and rivers, and it would be okay to say it.

is different from what the shopkeeper said, in the mouth of the porter, Xie Qinghuan is like a dead-skinned person, who wants to win Lin Yuexin's heart, which is completely different from what the shopkeeper said about his childhood sweetheart and affection.