Chapter 3: The Tragedy of Zhong Laodao

Changping Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Baihua Town, it is dinner time at the moment, it is simply a sea of people, all corners are full of people, and there is a lot of noise.

Murong Qiuyu spent a lot of money to get a window seat, in her words, being able to eat while looking at the flowers is simply the happiest thing in her life, but in Yang Qing's opinion, she just has money and no land to spend, and she is in a panic.

"Yang Qing, let's talk about it, if you help me catch ghosts tonight, I'll take you to the Immortal Sword Sect!" Murong Qiuyu said as he ate.

Yang Qing rolled her eyes and said, "My aunt, I am a person who has no power to restrain chickens, you asked me to hunt ghosts, your head was caught in the crack of the door!"

Murong Qiuyu's small mouth was full of vegetables, without a ladylike image, he stepped on the stool with one foot, and said vaguely: "It's up to you whether you go or not, anyway, without me, you can't find the Immortal Sword Sect!"

"It's really fake!" Yang Qing looked skeptical.

"I really didn't lie to you!"

Murong Qiuyu wiped his hands and said seriously to Yang Qing: "The Immortal Sword Sect is where immortals live, it can't be seen or touched, it's difficult for mortals to find, what do you think! ”

"There is some truth in this!" Yang Qing touched his chin and nodded.

The difference between the words immortal and human is separated by two worlds, mortals talk about cause and effect, and immortals talk about cause and effect.

Coming back to his senses, Yang Qing looked at Murong Qiuyu curiously and said, "Then how do you know where the Immortal Sword Sect is?"

Murong Qiuyu stretched out his body and leaned close to Yang Qing and whispered, "The old man in my family once heard a conversation, our Murong family has some relationship with immortals!"

"Anyway, if you want to go to the Immortal Sword Sect, you won't be able to find it without me!" Murong Qiuyu shook his pretty little face, and his whole appearance was like a shrewd little fox.

Murong Qiuyu's words surprised Yang Qing, his family was able to have a relationship with immortals, it seemed that it was really not small.

With a dry cough, Murong Qiuyu covered his mouth and whispered, "Don't reveal my identity!"

Yang Qing had a look on his face that understood in seconds, and with Murong Qiuyu's lawless character, he must have secretly escaped.

"Hmph, what two ignorant imps, those evil ghosts are also something you can touch?

A sneer came out, and the voice was particularly loud, and the eyes of the surrounding people looked at it in unison.

Yang Qing and Murong Qiu looked at each other, and their faces turned black all of a sudden.

An old man in a black robe, with a strange and ugly appearance, half of his face is wrinkled, but he is still holding a wine glass, with a personable appearance, and he can see a mouthful of big yellow teeth when he speaks.

"You old thing can't find death?" Murong Qiuyu was furious on the spot, Liu Mei raised his eyebrows and drank softly, took out the horsewhip from his waist, and threw it out at once, the horsewhip was extremely powerful, and the angle was tricky,

"Little Doyle!" Lao Dao sneered, slapped his hand, and the table in front of him rose in the air to meet Murong Qiuyu's horsewhip.

The table cracked in half.

Yang Qing rubbed his brows on the side, and secretly said that this Murong Qiuyu was really going to fight if he didn't agree with her, and he didn't know if it was a curse or a blessing with her.

"Ugly bastard, see if I don't kill you!"

Murong Qiuyu missed the blow, and was even more annoyed, and instantly pulled out his long sword and rushed out, not only was he beautiful, but he was also fierce and speechless.

Lao Dao was not ambiguous, turned over and took out a piece of Buddha dust, and was with Murong Qiuyu in the restaurant.

Murong Qiuyu's figure is erratic, flickering left and right, dancing gracefully, but his swordsmanship is sharp, and a few sword flowers can be sent out with a random sword stab.

The black-robed old Taoist relied on his deep internal strength, and often broke the method with force, no matter how many swords Murong Qiuyu stabbed, he could easily dissolve them, but Murong Qiuyu's body was weird, and for a while, the black-robed old Taoist couldn't help Murong Qiuyu.

Murong Qiuyu couldn't break through the defense of the black-robed old Dao, and the black-robed veteran couldn't keep up with Murong Qiuyu's body, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

The entire restaurant was the sound of the two fighting, and there was a lot of abuse around, but they didn't dare to step forward to stop it, just because Murong Qiuyu and Lao Dao's martial arts were too high, especially Murong Qiuyu, it was even more terrifying, he was so powerful at such a young age, and he was extremely jealous in his heart, and the backstage must be very hard, otherwise he would not be able to cultivate such a powerful demon.

The owner of the restaurant sighed, watching the things in the restaurant being beaten to pieces, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only spin around in place in a hurry.

Yang Qing patted him on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully: "It's useless to worry about it, I think it's time for your restaurant to be renovated!"

When the restaurant owner heard this, he was about to cry.

After fighting for more than 30 moves, Murong Qiuyu fell into the disadvantage, her face was crimson, covered with beads of sweat, and her breathing was much faster, after all, the age difference was decades, and it was natural that her internal strength was not as good as that of the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old Taoist also discovered this situation, and immediately sneered: "Little girl, I see that you haven't practiced Murong swordsmanship yet!

After speaking, his ugly face was tightly wrinkled together, and he laughed like a demon, and his eyes were even more unscrupulous to look at Murong Qiuyu.

"Ahh

"Little ghost, do you dare to be so presumptuous to me?" the black-robed old man snorted coldly at Yang Qing.

"This old man calls himself Zhong Zhenren, and I am afraid that he is the notorious South Gate Old Dao Zhong Lao Dao. ”

"What Zhong Zhenren, that's what he called himself, the one who gives face outside calls him Zhong Laodao, and the one who doesn't give face is called Zhong Turtle!"

Some people in the audience couldn't see it, and they all spoke out: "The little girl is twenty-eight years old, you are a dead old ghost who is lucky enough to enter the coffin, and you still pay attention to this beauty, why don't you die." ”

"I heard that he also came to hunt ghosts this time, for Li Yuanwai's third daughter Li Wan'er, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't know whether he is ugly or guilty!"

"Do you want to die?" Zhong Laodao shook Murong Qiuyu away with a palm, and shouted at the field, and several tables and chairs around him were shattered.

Yang Qing hid in the corner and stretched out his thumb to Zhong Laodao, you are awesome, you dare to be crossover on such an occasion.

Sure enough, Zhong Laodao was angry, and a large group of people drew their weapons on the spot, and the number of people was at least thirty.

Although the strength is not very strong, but fortunately, there are many people! As the saying goes, when you come out to mingle, there are no two tricks! If you all greet Zhong Lao Dao, you will definitely not be able to bear Zhong Lao Dao's deep internal strength.

At this moment, Zhong Laodao's already black face is even darker, and his two fists are invincible to his four hands, and he can't admit it.

hurriedly forced Murong Qiuyu to retreat, and said to everyone: "Lao Dao's tone was not good just now, please forgive me, wait for me to take this girl, and then drink with the heroes!"

"Murong Swordsmanship's Killing First Style!" Murong Qiuyu was panting, and when Zhong Laodao was distracted, he used a swordsmanship trick with one hand, only to see that the sword shadow was heavy, one sword was faster than the other, and the figure was divided into eight ways and attacked Zhong Laodao at the same time.

Bang bang bang, eight loud bangs came from Zhong Laodao's body, the skin on his chest was open, and Murong Qiuyu's tricks fell on Zhong Laodao's body, fortunately, his internal strength was extremely deep, although the injury was not serious, but it was extremely embarrassing, with his status in the martial arts, how could he have suffered such a loss.

"You're so damned!" Zhong Lao was so angry that he almost gritted his big yellow teeth, at this moment he only had one thought, that is, to kill Murong Qiuyu to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Lawless!" he shouted, there was no wind on his body, and the strong internal force was entangled, surging in all directions, everyone in the restaurant became the target of attack, Murong Qiuyu bore the brunt of the shock, and was thrown backwards by the shock, and spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"You're awesome!" Yang Qing hurriedly helped Murong Qiuyu behind everyone in the restaurant, and secretly praised this Zhong Lao Dao for definitely going to heaven.

Everything in the restaurant exploded, and the wooden planks were lifted open, which was a trick that Zhong Laodao relied on to become famous, and it was extremely powerful.

"How dare you, old ghost!

"Bastard!"

Everyone in the restaurant took action one after another, and all kinds of attacks greeted Zhong Laodao, and the scene was too grand, including paprika, black lime and the like.

And Zhong Laodao's intestines were repentant at this time, and he really wanted to give himself two mouths, it was cool, and now it is even more refreshing to be beaten.

Barely able to hold out for a second, Zhong Laodao was knocked out by everyone's attack, and even the wall of the restaurant collapsed.

"I'll be back......" Zhong Laodao's voice came back from an unknown distance.

Everyone scolded and scolded, but no one chased and killed, after all, a martial arts master like Zhong Laodao was difficult to kill.

After a moment of noisy, the heroes in the restaurant asked the boss to continue serving, those who had tables and chairs continued to sit on the tables and chairs, and those who didn't just sit on the ground, not taking what had just happened to heart.

They all came out to run the rivers and lakes, they are used to fighting, and every heart is very strong.

The boss didn't know whether to cry or laugh when he saw this scene, so he could only tell the guy to serve the food, while he sighed again, until Murong Qiuyu stuffed a stack of silver tickets into his hand, and then he smiled.

Murong Qiuyu's injuries were not serious, and he was alive and well after taking some medicine, which made Yang Qing envious of martial arts.

She jumped directly onto a tattered table, like an active fairy, took off the black veil covering her face, revealed a beautiful face, hugged her fists and saluted the Quartet before saying: "Little girl Murong Qiuyu, I have all the heroes to help me today, I am grateful, I eat and drink well tonight, if I don't get drunk, I won't return, it's all mine!"

"Thanks to Miss Murong, I will have fun tonight, haha!"

"Zhong Laodao deserves this lesson, Miss Murong doesn't have to be polite, if it wants to help in the future, just let me know!"

"It's not cool to look at that old pervert, a beautiful woman like Miss Murong, how can he be a good match, it's really a joke!"

"Come on, do it!" Many drinks were placed all over the restaurant, and all the people were heroes, and the atmosphere became lively for a while.

Yang Qing was also infected by this atmosphere, and his heart was full of pride, and he howled with a wolf in the wine jar in his hand: ", if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!"

"you!"

Murong Qiuyu slapped Yang Qing's entire face on the table with a slap next to him.

Everyone in the restaurant looked deeply meaningful, and sure enough, they were two people, and the way of intimacy was so different.