There was a dead silence in the restaurant.

What made these people shut up was not only the woman's pungent personality, but also the momentum of the sword that had just erupted, and the long sword in her hand that was as thin as a long needle but with fierce murderous intent.

Anyone with a little bit of eye can see that the woman in the yellow shirt in front of her is not only impossible to be the plaything of the man in everyone's mouth, but also is likely to be the queen of a famous family in ten states.

"Girl is good at swordsmanship. ”

Just when everyone was silent, a man's hearty voice suddenly sounded in the restaurant.

I saw a scholar-looking man with a pale face, good facial features, and a slightly thin figure walking down from the restaurant.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He coughed softly a few times as he walked, as if he had a hidden illness.

"Everyone, give me Kuixing Pavilion Song Chu a face, don't embarrass this little girl. ”

The man coughed a few times and then hugged his fists earnestly to the crowd.

The name of Song Yu of Kuixing Pavilion was very loud in Shengzhou, in fact, as soon as he got downstairs, many monks had already recognized him.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, since Mr. Song has spoken, we won't pursue it. ”

"No one in these five sheep cities can not give face, but they can't give Mr. Song face. ”

There were already some people who were shocked by the woman in the yellow shirt, so they happened to borrow the slope to go down the donkey road.

"Cough, cough, cough, thank you for your love, cough, cough, cough, all of you are worth the money today, and they are all counted as someone in my Song. ”

Song Chu coughed and thanked everyone at the same time.

"I have heard Mr. Song's benevolence and righteousness for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation. ”

The drinkers in the restaurant cheered when they heard this.

"You're serious. ”

Song Chu bowed his hand embarrassedly.

He was dressed in a gray Confucian shirt, with his somewhat pale face, and he completely looked like a scholar with weak letters.

"The girl is a foreigner?"

That Song Chu suddenly sat down in front of the woman in the yellow shirt.

"You don't have to meddle with it. ”

After such a fuss just now, the woman in the yellow shirt has woken up most of the wine, but her mouth is still so unkind.

"Hahaha. ”

Song Chu smiled heartily again, and said indifferently:

"The girl turned out to be a guest, cough, cough, cough, as the host, I naturally want to do the friendship of this landlord, where is the nosy?"

"I can't say you, how you like to say it, how you can say it. ”

The woman in the yellow shirt said while frowning and rubbing her temples, as if her head hurt after drinking.

"Xiao Er, didn't you say that this thousand years of drunkenness is the strongest wine you have here, why am I still not drunk after drinking five or six jars?

She carried the wine jar on the table and frowned tightly.

"Huh...... Cough, cough, cough, it turns out that the girl is also a good drinker. ”

Without waiting for the junior in the restaurant to reply, Song Yu suddenly spoke.

"I have half a jar of white cloud brew upstairs, which is the strongest wine in the ten states, why don't the girls come up and drink together?"

He continued.

The woman in the yellow shirt was a little impatient when she heard him speak, but when she heard the words "Baiyun Brew", her eyes suddenly lit up and said:

"Is it really the white cloud brew of the autumn water?"

"Yes or no, the girl will know when she comes up and tastes it. ”

Song Chu stood up straight, and then walked upstairs while coughing.

"Taste it, taste it. ”

The woman in the yellow shirt pursed her lips, put away her sword, and then prepared to follow Song Yu upstairs.

"I advise you to stay away from this Song Chun. ”

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly stopped her.

The woman in the yellow shirt looked back suspiciously, and found that it was a young man sitting at a table next to her, this young man looked handsome, but it was a pity that there was a scar on his face that ran down from the center of his eyebrows and extended to the bottom of his eyes, destroying such a handsome face.

"Wait...... You are...... You are ......"

The woman in the yellow shirt seemed to think that the young man in front of her had seen somewhere, and thought hard for a while, and then arrived:

"You're, you're the ...... in the inn next to the Dusk Drum Forest."

However, the surprise on her face flashed, and then she pouted and said:

"Why do you all like to meddle with me?"

Her face instantly turned cold.

"That person is dangerous. ”

The young man did not answer the woman in the yellow shirt, but raised his glass and said.

"I think you're much more dangerous than he is. ”

The woman in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, and went upstairs without looking back.

The young man shook his head, then smiled:

"It's still a big lady's temper. ”

This young man was none other than Xiao Che.

And the woman is Nangong Yue, the youngest daughter of the Nangong family, and the two met at the post station outside the Dusk Drum Forest, and they fought at that time, which is the second time the two have met.

Let's talk about this Xiao Che.

Since he and Li Yunsheng parted ways in Loulan City, they found a spiritual place and began to stealthily cultivate the Demon Sword Sutra.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he came out of retreat, he heard that Li Yunsheng had killed the six saints of the Immortal League and claimed to go to the Shanghai Society.

For this reason, he also went to Wuliang Mountain, and when he saw the line on the broken wall of Wuliang Mountain, he believed that the rumor was true.

But when he went to Yanzhou to look for Li Yunsheng, Yanzhou could no longer find any trace of Li Yunsheng.

He felt that Li Yunsheng should have already left for the Shanhai Society, so he came to Fanhai Town, Shengzhou, and prepared to follow the boat to Kunlun.

In fact, even if there is no Li Yunsheng, he is ready to go back to Kunlun this time, in his opinion, after more than ten years, it is time to let his grandfather's ashes go home.

However, he was a little puzzled as to why this Nangong Yue appeared here.

"Could it be that you've had enough of playing and are ready to go home?"

He said secretly as he took a sip of wine.

The Nangong family is also in Kunlun, and it is reasonable for Nangong Yue to come here to take a boat home.

......

Besides, Nangong Yue, as soon as she went upstairs, she was invited into the wing room by Song Yu.

This wing room is located in the innermost part of the restaurant, the environment is extremely secluded and quiet, and in addition to Song Chun, there is also a beautiful woman and a young white-clothed monk in the wing.

"What a handsome little girl. ”

As soon as the beautiful woman saw Nangong Yue, she greeted her, and stepped forward to hold her hand very affectionately.

This woman has a pair of bright willow eyes, and her gaze at Nangong Yue is extremely loving.

"This is my inner Xu Fengrou. ”

Song Chu introduced.

"Hello ma'am. ”

Nangong Yue frowned, hesitated, and finally gave a salute to Xu Fengrou.

There was a woman in the wing, which made her relax when she was a little vigilant, and the faint scent of yellow iris on Xu Fengrou's body was the same as the smell of her mother's own body, which made her feel inexplicably reassured.

"The girl's voice is also good, just like my domestic willow warbler.

"Come on, come on, come in and sit, don't stand. ”

Xu Fengrou put her arm around Nangong Yue and pulled her into the wing.