Ji Jiu, who walked away in his clothes, went to Jiangtao County alone, naturally not because the gang was dispersed, the interception of Hongshan and Li Hu had to make several people have more eyes, and when they put on red robes and iron armor to walk together, they may have to come out of the dust realm masters. There is only one life, and it is better to cherish and be cautious, so a few people changed into casual clothes, went in batches, and finally reunited at a green bamboo inn in Jiangtao County.

Ji Jiu originally rode a horse, and gave the horse to a horseman who was put aside halfway because of the horse's legs, and met the mountain bandits, which can be said to be very lively.

Earliest departure, latest arrival. Ji Jiu could already imagine Liu Zijin's eyes laughing at him, and before he knew it, several people had quietly become robes who trusted each other, and their sense of belonging to the Lin Mansion was also deeper.

Ji Jiu found a clear stream, opened the water bladder and drank it all, and walked forward for about two or three hours, Ji Jiu finally saw a clean and neat food stall, with many people coming and going, and there were many diners.

This kind of food stall opened near the official road, most of them are for the convenience of travelers who are riding horses, Ji Jiu found a corner to sit down, Qianhui sword is wrapped in a layer of rags, walking the rivers and lakes is most afraid of revealing wealth, Ji Jiu has not been held to that extent, naturally it is better to be careful.

"Is there still wine, full!"

Ji Jiu followed the prestige, a strong man with bare chest and exposed breasts, and he called out with a wine bowl. Sitting across from him was a handsome boy with a short knife pinned to his waist and a scabbard inlaid with jade. Ji Jiu recognized this knife, when he was a child in Qingshan Town, a kite would always take a variety of picture scrolls to describe the world's famous sword fast knife, this knife is called "big jade", it is the late swordsmith Mao Ruixiu in the north of the mountain, at the same time, the sword body is as transparent as white jade in the dark night, everyone who sees it is surprised.

The person who can match this knife is definitely not an ordinary person, but the words are talking again, why are such big people gathered here? Not to mention this knife for the time being, the other people in the stall are also very strange. There was a thin old man with a charming woman, and a fat man with an iron rod on his back, and a thin man as thin as a hemp rod sat beside him, and at the table in front of them was an expressionless swordsman, and at the left hand table of the swordsman was a short and thin man drinking with his head bored.

As soon as he sat down, he felt that the atmosphere was dull, and everyone seemed to have a ghost in their hearts.

Ji Jiu casually asked for a bowl of Yangchun noodles, Xiao Er was a slender white young man, with freckles on his face, and he looked kind when he smiled because of the lack of a tooth.

In the spirit that what happened had nothing to do with him, Ji Jiu lowered his head to eat noodles, and listened to a charming woman in revealing clothes at the leading table say, "This sword fairy doesn't kill people cleanly, and he has to let go of a demon who asks Tianshan Mountain, it is said that he is still a stunning female devil, do you think it will ......."

The woman's coquettish and charming voice filled the small food stall, and the middle-aged swordsman with an ancient face reprimanded, "The heroic appearance of the sword fairy is also worthy of you, just ask who in the rivers and lakes today can compare to his one person and one sword?"

The rivers and lakes in the mouth of the middle-aged swordsman obviously excluded the other three grandmasters.

The woman pretended to exaggerate and patted her turbulent chest, a piece of white flowers, and she said in a weird manner, "Who should I be, it turned out to be the Chixia swordsman Yan Daxia of Jianyulou, who doesn't know that you Jianyulou and Jianxian are wearing a pair of pants, I think maybe your sect master used some good means to charm the old man of Jianyulou." ”

Ji Jiu frowned slightly, his right hand holding chopsticks was stagnant, and the old man sitting opposite the woman smiled and said, "This is my disciple, I am spoiled on weekdays, please don't care about Yan Daxia." ”

The middle-aged man known as Yan Daxia said in a cold voice, "Since Gu Zhenren has said so, I have nothing to pursue, just kindly remind me." This is the southern country, what kind of status the sword immortal has in the southern country, I don't need to say it, right?"

After that, he sat down and picked up the wine glass, and took a sip, who knew that in an instant, he clutched his chest in pain, stared at Gu Zhenren with tearful eyes, and said intermittently, "You...... How dare you ......"

Before he finished speaking, the living person who was still alive just now turned into a bleeding corpse and collapsed on the wine table, with no breath. The stall boy was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants, and running to report to the official at this time was tantamount to rushing to reincarnate, and he was stunned in place, like a fish in his throat.

The bare-chested man took the wine jug from his hand, and first refilled the wine for the handsome boy before sitting down, the two did not have any mood fluctuations because of Yan Daxia's death, on the contrary, the son's eyes were full of disdain when he looked at the corpse.

"Oh, it's all here, it's really lively. A swordsman with a goatee trotted to sit opposite Ji Jiu, and said with a smile, "The seats here are full, little brother doesn't mind sharing a table, right?"

With the arrival of the old man, everyone's faces changed slightly, and the old man known as Gu Zhenren muttered secretly with a gloomy face.

Before Ji Jiu could speak, the old man, who had a strange appearance and temperament, beckoned Xiao Er to come over and order, but the poor stall boy walked up to the old man with a stubborn head, and his voice trembled, "What do you eat?"

The old man just lowered his head at first, and suddenly looked up at Qianhui who was wrapped in rags by Ji Jiu, and the thief smiled and said, "Xiaoyou, this sword in your hand is not small?"

The voice was not small, and seven or eight eyes looked at Ji Jiu in unison, which made him a little big for a while.

Although he longed to carry the hoe and dig the old man's ancestral grave three thousand times, the surface was still indifferent, Ji Jiu's right hand without a trace was hidden at the bottom of the table, his left hand was close to the long sword, and he said with a smile, "You are laughing, I am just a traveler in a hurry, and I am not interested in getting involved in your affairs, so don't think about pulling me into the water." ”

The old man held Ji Jiu's left hand close to the hilt of the sword disrespectfully, and said with a smile, "Don't be so restrained, old man, I like to sit with talented people like you and drink and drink!"

The stall boy didn't dare to slack off, so he brought a pot of wine and poured it for the two.

The old man picked up the wine, Ji Jiu bent his head to touch the bowl with him, and when his lips were glued to the edge of the bowl, Ji Jiu's eyes swept over the Gu Zhenren who lowered his head and drank, he could poison Yan Daxia who was in the dust realm in an instant, so it would only be easier for him to concoct the same method.

"Rest assured that the people in this stall are not my enemies. ”

The domineering words, no one dared to refute, even the son of the saber "Big Jade" nodded slightly, as if he was motioning for Ji Jiu to drink the bowl of wine.

The two touched the bowl, Ji Jiu was not in the ink, he drank it in a big gulp, and said with a smile, "What do my predecessors think of my southern wine?"

"I used to come to Nanguo to see an old man, and he invited me to drink this kind of bad wine that can't be named, although I think it's unlikely, but you can't really be his apprentice, right?" The old man blinked and looked at Ji Jiu, trying to see a hint from the subtle changes in his expression.

Ji Jiu's face was expressionless, and he said indifferently, "Is it not, maybe you will know in the future." ”

The old man got up and said with a smile, "Since you want to say, I won't force the old man to ask, I'll just ask him personally." Finally, tell you my real name, Tao endlessly. ”

There is no second martial arts, there is a second sword, and the sword idiot is endless.