In the west of the city of Jinan, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and the willows are still there.

Yan Shan hugged his fists slightly, and said with a smile: "There will be a farewell for a thousand miles of you, Miss Ma, don't say goodbye!"

Ma Buyao smiled and said coquettishly: "Brother Yan, do you still remember your promise?"

Hearing this, Meng Tian was moved, and there was a trace of inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Yan Shan said loudly: "Of course I remember." ”

Ma Buyao smiled and said, "Brother Yan must not die." ”

Yan Shan sighed lightly and said slowly: "Borrowing the auspicious words of the horse girl, I will definitely live." ”

With a burst of hearty laughter, Yan Shan and Meng Tian beat their horses away.

Looking at the back that was gradually moving away, Ma Buyao seemed to think of something, his cheeks suddenly flushed, and he muttered to himself: "This kid is really a good fortune!"

Yan Shan and Meng Tian galloped all the way. Unconsciously, noon was approaching, and the two happened to pass by a small restaurant, so they turned over and dismounted.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a coarse cloth shirt hurriedly stepped forward to catch the reins of the horse and walked towards the back of the restaurant.

Yan Shan and Meng Tian sat down at a small square table.

A graceful and charming proprietress stepped forward and said with a smile: "Two guest officers, what are you going to eat?"

Yan Shan smiled lightly: "A pot of tea, and a few more home-cooked dishes." ”

The proprietress smiled and said, "Wait a minute, the two guest officers will come soon." Before the words fell, the man had drifted away.

After a while, the proprietress came back with a pot of tea and said with a smile: "Tea is here!"

Yan Shan and Meng Tian looked at each other and exchanged a look. After that, they pretended to drink a few bowls of tea. It wasn't long before they were lying unconscious on the small square table.

The proprietress and the middle-aged man looked at each other, a little crying and laughing.

The proprietress sighed lightly: "Although this kid is famous, he is still too young after all. ”

The middle-aged man looked indifferent and asked, "What now?"

The proprietress said casually: "Just seal the acupoint and hand it over to the sword god." ”

The middle-aged man was just about to step forward.

Suddenly, Yan Shan and Meng Tian sat up, stretching their waists, looking unsatisfied.

The proprietress changed her face suddenly, and she said in disbelief: "I saw you drink Ecstasy Tea with my own eyes, what is going on?"

Yan Shan looked the proprietress up and down, and said with a chuckle: "The reason is very simple, a couple with superior martial arts actually run a small restaurant in this wilderness, either a black shop, or have other plans. ”

The proprietress sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Also, the old lady herself is a flaw." ”

Yan Shan nodded slightly, smiling without saying a word.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "It doesn't hurt to be seen through by you." ”

Yan Shan asked casually, "How do you say this?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "With us husband and wife, it is not difficult to keep the two of you. ”

Yan Shan smiled lightly: "How to stay in France?"

The proprietress smiled and said, "If the two of you are caught, we will treat each other politely." Otherwise, I am afraid that the sword will be ruthless. ”

Yan Shan thought for a moment and asked with a smile: "How do you treat each other politely? What kind of sword is ruthless?"

The proprietress smiled and said slowly: "Hold the acupoint, the five flowers are tied, this is to treat each other with courtesy." As for the ruthlessness of the sword, I am afraid that life and death are unpredictable. ”

Yan Shan bowed slightly, and said casually: "Last question, I don't know if the Sword God seniors want to keep us or get rid of us?"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "No comment!" Before the words fell, he had already drawn a long sword from under the table and stabbed towards Yanshan, as fast as the wind.

The proprietress smiled slightly, her sleeves were lightly raised, and two short knives instantly appeared in her hands. He danced lightly with his two swords and killed Yanshan.

Yan Shan smiled indifferently, picked up the rusty long sword, and flew to meet it, as fast as a ghost.

A black sword shadow flashed, and the rusty long sword had already left a shallow blood mark on the middle-aged man's throat. After that, the rusty sword went castrate, and slashed the throat of the proprietress again.

The middle-aged man and the proprietress slowly fell, their faces full of shock. They also used to run rampant in the rivers and lakes, and now they have been killed with one sword, which is really unacceptable.

Just talking and laughing, yin and yang are separated in an instant, the world is unpredictable, but it is reasonable.

Yanshan and Meng Tian did not stop, continued to hurry, and walked away. Not long ago, they heard the sound of horses screaming clearly, and then it came to an abrupt halt.

Perhaps, the proprietress and the middle-aged man are not guilty to death, but aren't the two horses more innocent?

As Yan Shan said, it is the Shi family to live by example, and he chooses to kill the Tao. Since the sword is drawn against each other, the dead man has no grudge against others.