Tongxinju, Zhang Er Restaurant, Fuyun Pavilion, there are four people sitting at a table, talking and laughing, and talking about wine. These four people are Liu Weiran, Feng Wuchen, Hou Tao and Bai Shu who have just taught Dong Yunchao brothers a lesson.

After three rounds of drinking, Hou Tao saw that Liu Weiran was in a really good mood, so he inquired about the latter's life experience with the strength of the wine, and said tentatively: "Senior sister, if it weren't for Dong Yunchao's house, we really didn't know that Senior Sister's family background would be so prominent, and she actually came from the famous 'Bailiu'an' in Qinglong Qingzhou, no wonder Senior Sister cultivated so high!"

As soon as the words came out, Hou Tao regretted it, and he actually lost his words after drinking and said what was in his heart - although Liu Weiran's cultivation is high, it has a lot to do with her background, not how she is good. And those who are from everyone's background are often people with eyes above the top and nostrils facing the sky, and they are the most taboo for others to say this.

Hou Tao tried to get through the trick, and hurriedly said again: "I don't know why Senior Sister didn't practice in Qianxian Courtyard and came to Bixian Courtyard?"

I don't know if Hou Tao's trick succeeded, or Liu Weiran didn't care at all, and didn't have any intention of care, I saw her smile slightly, picked up the wine glass and shook it, took a sip and said: "What can Bai Liu'an do? It's just the merits of the ancestors, what does it have to do with me? How can the Qianxian Courtyard compare with the Bixian Courtyard, how can it be as comfortable as here?"

Hou Tao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Senior sister opened a gambling shop by herself, I think the gambling skills are particularly exquisite, and during the day, the senior sister deliberately shook out two points, and intentionally angered the two brothers Dong Yunchao, right?"

"This ......," Liu Weiran blushed.

Hou Tao couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't expect to slap the horse's leg on the horse's leg.

Feng Wuchen couldn't help laughing, he was accidentally choked by a sip of wine, he couldn't help coughing, and he was afraid of being rude, so he hurriedly covered his mouth with his sleeves and leaned down to endure it, but saw a black shadow the size of a fist flashing at Liu Weiran's feet under the table, and he was suddenly in a hurry, and he couldn't care if he was rude, and said while coughing: "Master...... Cough...... Sister, ...... Cough...... ...... on the side Ahem......"

"What's wrong?" Hou Taohuo got up suddenly, and looked around on guard.

Bai Shu also hurriedly jumped up, holding a pen in one hand and a talisman in the other, as if facing a great enemy.

Liu Weiran raised her eyebrows lightly, stared at Feng Wuchen up and down, and saw that Feng Wuchen's face was like crying blood, and goosebumps all over her body, "Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Liu Weiran "tsk" and said: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, even Old Man Zhang can't escape your perception?" smiled, "How can that old man boast about his concealment methods all day long!" waved his hand to Hou Tao and Bai Shu, "It's okay, it's okay, come back and sit! It's an old man in my family who always likes to brag about himself!"

Feng Wuchen frowned, in the clouds, he didn't know what to do. Hou Tao and Bai Shu were shocked, and they didn't understand what was going on. However, since Liu Weiran said that it was okay, then naturally there would be nothing wrong, and the two relaxed according to the words, and were about to step back to the table, but they saw an old man in the pavilion at some point.

I saw that this old man was tall, more than a head taller than Hou Tao, his hair was white, he was wearing a lotus leaf scarf, wearing a collar and a half-new robe, long eyebrows and chest, three teeth and long beard up to the waist, his forehead was square, red without a trace of wrinkles, a pair of slender Danfeng eyes, shining, it seemed to be able to see through people at a glance, the nose was straight and the mouth was square, the outline was hard, and he was not angry but mighty.

Except for Liu Weiran, who was still drinking, the other three were stunned, how did this old man suddenly appear in the pavilion, the three of them didn't know at all. Moreover, although the three of them could not detect the old man's cultivation, they could smell an extremely dangerous aura on his body. This breath made them shudder, tremble, and unconsciously shivered.

The old man glared, and said sharply to Feng Wuchen and the three of them: "His grandmother's, who said that he found the old man?"

It's also strange to say, although the old man roared loudly, the sound was thunderous, as if the co-workers had hit Buzhou Mountain, and the heads of the three of them buzzed and their ears dripped blood, but the people outside the pavilion couldn't hear any sound.

Feng Wuchen and the three of them were drunk and stunned for a while, how could they have the kung fu to answer. But the old man was even more angry, and he was about to roar again. But he heard Liu Weiran's words to stop him: "Old Zhang, be merciful!"

Old man Zhang was furious, he was willing to give up easily, glared at Feng Wuchen and said: "Miss don't care! His grandmother's, I will definitely compare with him!"

Liu Weiran originally wanted to be ashamed of this old man, but he didn't expect this old man to be so energetic, but he lifted a stone and hit his own foot, hurriedly got up and grabbed Old Man Zhang's arm, and said coquettishly: "Old Zhang, what is your old identity, why are you still fighting with a junior for a while? He is just a moment of good luck! Otherwise, with his slight ability, how can he detect your old man's whereabouts?"

It was only at this time that Feng Wuchen understood a rough idea: thinking that this old gentleman was a master who hid beside Liu Weiran and protected her well, but he and Liu Weiran thought that they had discovered his whereabouts, could he be the black shadow at Liu Weiran's feet?

Old man Zhang was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, his clothes and beard were windless, and he pointed at Feng Wuchen and said: "His grandmother's, your divine sense is much stronger than ordinary people, but it is only barely equivalent to the eighth layer of the foundation building period, you say it yourself, how did you find the old man with your little ability?"

Feng Wuchen swallowed his saliva and said cautiously, "I just happened to be about to cough, and I saw it under the table...... You ......"

"Looking for death!" Old man Zhang was about to rush forward with his big palm, but was dragged by Liu Weiran: "Old Zhang is angry, angry! He didn't mean that, there must be a misunderstanding!"

"Miss, don't worry about it! This kid deliberately humiliates the old man and lets the old man pinch this kid into a pulp!" Old man Zhang was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and with a little force, he broke free from Liu Weiran's restraints, and slapped his palm at Feng Wuchen.

The old man's movements this time were not very fast, every move, Feng Wuchen looked at it carefully, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he wanted to avoid it, but his body couldn't move at all, and suddenly a strong force pressed him so hard that he couldn't even breathe, completely lost control of his body, and could only wait for death!

Hou Tao and Bai Shu were also in a hurry, their situation was the same as Feng Wuchen, and it was equally difficult to move.

Zhang Lao's palm was like a devil's claw, and he pressed down from the top of Feng Wuchen's head with a monstrous murderous aura. Death came so suddenly this time, so that Feng Wuchen was caught off guard, only feeling foggy, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't know what to do or think at this moment.

"Dust-free ......"

"Stop......"