Mu turned his head to look and found that it was the person sitting alone in his teahouse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The man was a young and beautiful man.

The man's face seemed to be stained with ash, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were shabby, and he looked rather embarrassed. Even so, the first time Li Mu saw this man, the word beauty somehow popped up in his mind.

When Li Mu looked at the man, the man also looked at Li Mu.

He beckoned to Li Mu.

Li Mu pointed at himself, looking confused. The man smiled and nodded, motioning for him to come forward.

Li Mu walked over, but the man was still smiling, and he said, "Little brother, I think you seem to be a little difficult." ”

Li Mu nodded suspiciously, he was indeed quite difficult.

"How about it?" would you like me to guide you through the maze?" the man's smile became eager. As he spoke, he bent down and picked up a bamboo pole from the ground. A signboard is worn on the bamboo pole.

He slapped the sign vigorously because it was full of ash.

The dust was so agitated that Li Mu had no choice but to squint his eyes, only in this way could he see the words written on it.

"The iron mouth directly breaks the divination operator, and the truth is the king. ”

Li Mu read the words written on it softly.

"That's right, I am a master who has traveled all over the country and told countless fortunes. Friends on the rivers and lakes give a face, and call it a fortune god! I walk the rivers and lakes......" As soon as the man opened his mouth, he talked endlessly.

"Oh. Li Mu waved his hand and turned around decisively.

The teahouse is open to welcome guests, and all kinds of characters come and go. Li Mu has really seen a lot of this swaggering hexagram master. The person in front of him, the familiar outfit, the familiar beginning, was naturally classified by him.

"Hey, hey, little brother, I haven't finished my sentence yet, where are you going?"

Li Mu glanced back at him and said, "I'll make tea." ”

"Don't worry, I haven't finished this pot yet. Don't bother you. The man who called himself the god of divination laughed.

"Uh...... It's not for you, I mean it's in the pot. Li Mu said bluntly.

Bu Shensuan's face stiffened, but he quickly returned to his familiar appearance, "It's okay, it's okay." Pour it for me later. ”

"Good. Li Mu responded politely and walked forward.

"I see that your face is flushed, and you have a brilliant peach blossom. It's a pity that there is Taibai Star in the way. Isn't there a problem with the marriage?" Bu Shensuan said suddenly.

Li Mu was stunned.

"Looks like I'm right. Bu Shen's serious tone actually had a bit of a fairy wind bone. This situation made Li Mu wonder if someone else was talking to him.

"Then what should I do?" Li Mu asked subconsciously.

Bu Shensuan smiled, "This is very simple! First of all, you can help me get rid of the tea money." Secondly...... Eh...... Eh...... Little brother, I haven't finished talking yet, don't be in a hurry to leave......"

Li Mu turned around, but hit his head on the other person's chest.

Li Mu hurriedly apologized, and when he looked up, he found that this person was very tall. He wore a soap robe, carried a scimitar, and pedaled a pair of riding boots at his feet.

But he has a scruffy beard on his face, a pair of sleepy eyes, and he looks like a boy who lingers all night long. The appearance and clothes are matched together, giving people a somewhat strange feeling.

He didn't pay attention to Li Mu either, his eyes swept away, and he found the guy who claimed to be a god sitting at the table. He walked up to his table and sat down across from him with a loud voice.

Li Mu saw that he directly found the charlatan, and he kept an eye in his heart. If you are allowed to catch charlatans and start to do it, you will have to alarm other guests.

"I've heard the name of Yanjun for a long time. "Then he clasped his fists and saluted.

Bu Shensuan raised his eyes and looked at him, pretending to be surprised, and said, "Yo, isn't this the sleeping god who catches Mao Goro? ”

Mao Wulang was noncommittal about Bu Yanjun's pretentious attitude. He looked around and saw that several people were looking at him with their peripheral vision, whispering. The long parcels that those people had in their hands seemed to have betrayed their identity.

Mao Goro skipped them and snorted coldly. And Bu Yanjun seemed to be unaware, and said happily: "Little Er, give this uncle another pot of tea." ”

There is no one else in the Li Ji Teahouse, Li Mu picked up a teapot and walked over.

"Bu Shenshu came to Shengzhou, and instead of going to Que Feilou to taste the high-quality Feihe, he came to this kind of teahouse to drink tea?" Mao Wulang looked at Li Mu making tea.

"Hehe, I'm shy. Bu Yanjun held a teacup, as if he was holding a wine glass. "Come, come, tea, tea. In this market, there is a taste of the market. ”

"If Mr. Bu says this, he will look down on people like us too much. Mr. Bu's hexagram is worth a thousand gold, why did he say that he was shy in his pocket? Besides, the smell of the market is found everywhere in the world, why did Mr. Bu come to Shengzhou at this moment?"

Li Mu had just taken two steps away, and he listened to Mao Wulang's words in his ears. Mao Goro bit these two words very hard at this moment.

"Oh, isn't it a little inconvenient for Mao Shenzhu at this moment?" Bu Yanjun asked with a smile. It's just that his eyes, at that moment, flashed a different brilliance.

"Smack!" Mao Goro patted the case. He slapped one palm on the wooden table and leaned his face towards Bu Yanjun.

Bu Yanjun still held the teacup steadily, without a trace of panic.

"Bu Yanjun, Bu Shen calculates. You're a smart guy, and I don't think I need to say anything too clearly. What is the purpose of your coming to Shengzhou at this time?"

Mao Wulang opened his sleepy eyes, his eyes were like electricity, how could there be a trace of laziness?

Bu Yanjun shrugged his shoulders, "I have also accepted the canonization of the imperial court, and I naturally want to come and see such an important matter as Nanyang tribute." After all, there is no shortage of brazen and shameless people in this world, and if someone wants to take a risk, I can still help them. ”

"Hehe, it seems that the god of divination has already calculated the matter of the Nanyang envoy. Mao Goro sat back in his seat, his arms folded. He seemed to be back to his previous form, but no matter how you look at it, there is a smell of saber rattling between the two.

Bu Yanjun put away his smiling face, and climbed up his face with a little disdain, "This news, do you still need to count?"

"South China Sea Shark Pearl. It is rumored that it was born to the leader of the merman in the eyes of the East China Sea. It takes only one millennium to be produced. Obey it, the face is not old, and the youth is eternal. Bu Yanjun said slowly.

Mao Goro's eyes narrowed. "Bu Shen is well-informed. ”

"It's average, it's just that a guy surnamed Bo Feng Matchmaker owes me a favor, so this news was sent to me for free. Bu Yanjun said. "But then again, when it comes to being well-informed. Mao Shenzhu knows that I am here, and the news is very well-informed. ”

"It's just because the wind media leader in your mouth is a member of our escort team. ”

"Oh roar, that guy, even obey the orders of the imperial court?" Bu Yanjun's face was a little strange.

Mao Wulang was also a little joking, "Just as you will also obey the orders of the imperial court." ”

"Huh. Bu Yanjun just smiled. As soon as he raised his eyes, he found that Li Mu was eavesdropping on the conversation between the two of them on the side.

Mao Wulang also glanced at Li Mu. With the eyes of his Tianzi Grandmaster, he could naturally see at a glance that this young man didn't know martial arts, so he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Bu Yanjun, there is enough gossip. I'm just here to warn you, the envoy of the South China Sea has come to see you, the shark pearl is a tribute, even if you are one of the thirteen leaders, you should not try to get involved!" Mao Wulang lowered his voice, but showed his murderous aura to the fullest.

When Li Mu heard this, his eyes widened, one of the thirteen chiefs! This seemingly swaggering and deceitful Jianghu hexagram master turned out to be one of the thirteen chiefs like Ning Xibai?

Li Mu's eyes when he looked at Bu Yanjun suddenly became different. In his eyes, Bu Yanjun's figure seemed to have faded away from the rivers and lakes, and was replaced by a faint immortal aura.

If you use one sentence to describe it, it is to be independent of the world, feather and ascend to immortality.

"What if I have His Majesty's permission?" asked Bu Yanjun.

Mao Wulang held his knife without moving, "Your Majesty has an order, and this matter is mainly based on the Grandmaster Hall of my Martial Academy." Even if the Thirteen Leaders want to intervene, they must have my consent. ”

That's a pretty overbearing. That guy from the God of Wealth didn't dare to talk to me like that. Bu Yanjun lowered his head and took a sip of tea. The meaning of his words is clear, and he is about to come out.

"There is always a first time in everything. Mao Goro chuckled.

Before the words fell, Li Mu was shocked to find that Bu Yanjun's figure was suddenly stretched far away. Obviously sitting here, but it is plausible.

Mao Goro didn't speak, and directly drew his knife.

"You ......" Li Mu saw that they were about to use the knife if they disagreed, and wanted to go up to dissuade them. He had just taken two steps, but he was forced to retreat step by step by the wind that drew his sword, and he couldn't get close.

A knife is revealed, and the evil is vicious. The people who were drinking tea in the teahouse were alarmed and stayed away from the place of right and wrong.

Li Mu didn't care about the tea customers who hadn't paid for the tea at this time, so he had to shrink behind the counter and watch the situation develop with a pair of eyes.

Mao Goro pulled out the knife from the sheath, and the gang qi spread out, blowing Bu Yanjun's long hair flying behind. Faced with the point of the long knife, he was not afraid.

Mao Goro's knife is not long, only two feet, but the pattern of forged steel on its blade, as well as the cold light on the blade, all show that this knife is extraordinary.

This knife is named Nanke, and it ranks seventeenth in the famous knife spectrum.

Sleep God Catch, Nan Ke a dream.

A knife is a dream.

When the wind blows, it's a nightmare.

Mao Goro's knife was like a haunting dream, enveloping the top of Bu Yanjun's head.

Bu Yanjun smiled slightly, raised his fingers, and pointed directly at Nankedao.

"Hold your finger to the knife, he's crazy!" Li Mu's heart tightened. He didn't want to see flesh and blood.

Bu Yanjun's fingers are very steady, even more stable than Mao Goro's knife.

Mao Wulang was silent, but his expression was very solemn.

Who is he facing? One of the Thirteen Leaders of the King James -- Divine Operator Bu Yanjun! This guy is the same as the other one, he has no background of power and has become the leader of the martial arts alone. The strength of this person can be seen.

Even though he had already stepped into the realm of the gods, even though he was the Celestial Grandmaster of the Martial Academy.

But he wasn't sure.

The people of the martial arts academy can be regarded as the people of the imperial court. The thirteen leaders appointed by the imperial court seem to be able to be regarded as people from the imperial court.

But Mao Wulang understood very well that the original intention of the imperial court to appoint the thirteen leaders was because these thirteen people and the power they represented were too huge. The imperial court was not enough to eliminate them, so it could only adopt the method of recruiting peace to win them over.

Therefore, these thirteen people are people from the court to say it nicely, and people who can't do anything about it when it is ugly.

In the face of such a person, he was not sure that he could win.

However, he must make a knife here, because what he has produced is not only a knife, but also his own attitude.

As the chief of the escort for the envoy of the South Seas, he must exclude all restless factors.

Even if you're one of the thirteen leaders, it's the same.

Mao Golang pushed his arm with his left hand, and it turned out to be in the same formula, adding a little change. The knife, which was originally chopped down, became an oblique cut. This temporary change of tactics is also the ingenuity of Mao Goro's knife technique.

If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that such a change will not be able to cope with it. But Bu Yanjun will not.

Because he is Bu Yanjun.

God operator Bu Yanjun.

He didn't even have to count, he just had to open his eyes and look through it.

"Hope is divided into yin and yang, colorful knots, and both virtual and real. Bu Yanjun muttered in his mouth, and his two fingers caught up with Nanke's knife and pointed at the knife surface.

Li Mu swore that he really only saw a little light.

However, the next moment, a violent storm seemed to burst inside the teahouse. Tables and chairs are restless, cups and plates are overturned. Li Mu's ears heard the sound of whirring wind, as if it was a cold winter wax moon, as cold as a knife.

"Good fingering. Mao Wulang snorted and slowly retracted his knife.

Bu Yanjun laughed dryly, "Dream knife technique, good knife technique." ”

"Divination God, that's all I say. I hope you have some self-knowledge. Mao Goro stood up and walked out the door.

"It's not okay to suffer a loss, and you are still so arrogant?" Bu Yanjun looked at him and raised his teacup.

Mao Wulang stumbled slightly, turned around and said: "Bu Shensuan, let me remind you, although I am named the presidential leader, the one who really leads is the one who is the number one in Tianzi!"

"Save my province, see her and say hello to her for me. Bu Yanjun lowered his head and wanted to take a sip of tea, but found that at some point, his teacup had cracked. The lines of the seam are like the marks of a knife and an axe, which is particularly eye-catching.

Mao Goro snorted slightly smugly and walked out the door.

Li Mu stared at his back and watched him go out. As soon as he stepped out of the door of the teahouse, three or four people surrounded him. Clearly, he wasn't alone.

However, in the face of the thirteen leaders, they are still equal, and they are really a master.

"Hey, little two. Bu Yanjun's voice came from behind.

Li Mu was stunned.

Bu Yanjun sat there and beckoned to Li Mu, who was stunned.

"Tea. ”