In the middle of an ordinary guest room on the second floor, a small round wooden table was now full of prayers piled up like a hill. Except for the first few greeting posts, Changning opened them curiously and looked at them, and the rest didn't even untie the ribbons.

Lu Ming frowned even more, and his impatience and irritability were almost written on that delicate little face.

"Okay, you are a Shanghe guard, you have to put us out and put us under your nose to rest assured? Believe it or not, I set your town guard on fire. Lu Ming's cheeks bulged, and a small cloud of sword fire burned in his fingertips, beating as she spoke.

This fire is transformed by Dao power, and the heat is not outward, but it is enough to really ignite the entire town guard mansion as Lu Ming said.

However, Changning also knew that Lu Ming was just talking casually to vent his emotions, so he laughed it off.

Shanghe Townkeeper invited the two of them to live in the Townkeeper's Mansion temporarily, although the words were polite, but the actual implication of using this to spy on the two was self-evident.

After Changning and Lu Ming excused themselves, they didn't avoid their ears and eyes all the way out of Chen's mansion, and went directly to this secluded place to live. Although the place is remote, it is not difficult to find, which is equivalent to an answer to the Shanghe town guard.

The duo didn't mind being seen, but they didn't want to be annoyed either.

But the large crowd downstairs is indeed a big nuisance.

Changning was right.

Shanghe Zhenshou was obviously not at ease with just such an answer, not only acquiescing to the spread of some news, but also putting Changning and Luming in front of more forces.

The sword mound is the most reasonable, so naturally it can't be killed without reason. With so many forces looking at them, even if Changning and Lu Ming were really annoyed, it was impossible for them to easily turn back into the shadows.

The dynasty is guarding the town, and it is really tough enough. Even if he faced a behemoth such as the Sword Shrine, after the initial surprise, he was able to immediately stand firmly in his position and make the most favorable arrangements for the next actions of the dynasty.

Changning is not surprised by this development. He thought to himself that if something so big happened, if he didn't put the only clue under his nose, he would definitely not be able to be safe and worry-free.

Lu Ming only complained, and then threw himself into a chair on the side and sat in a ball, except for saying a few angry words, he unexpectedly did not turn his face directly.

It's just that understanding is understanding, but trouble is trouble after all. After all, Changning is not a human spirit who has been rolling in the world for many years, although the group of people downstairs dare not speak loudly, but they can't stop the mixed breath from boiling, which is extremely uncomfortable for Changning, naturally there is no way to be like an old monk to settle down, and really hang the group of people downstairs and pretend not to know.

Feeling the muffled breathing and heartbeat downstairs, Changning finally let out a long sigh after another greeting post was sent in. He looked back at Lu Ming, who was sitting steadily in his chair, his hands folded, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to be in a semi-settled state.

Feeling Changning's gaze, Lu Ming even turned sideways and threw Changning a side face, obviously determined not to deal with the group of people downstairs.

It seems that Changning can only rely on himself.

He exhaled, dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body, straightened his clothes, tightened the ribbon that bound his hair, helped the long sword hanging from his waist, reached out and rubbed his face, trying to make his expression less stiff, and then reached out to push the door open, and stepped out.

The shopkeeper, who had just walked to the top of the stairs, heard the sound of the door opening, turned around in surprise, glanced at it, and then immediately stepped aside to make the debut, lowering his head and not daring to face it.

From his point of view, he could see that the first floor was quite chaotic because of the long wait, and a kind of schadenfreude swelled up in the heart of the shopkeeper.

The people on the first floor don't really care about waiting for a while, but after all, they are still mortals, and they will inevitably feel bored after a long time.

Since he was bored, he naturally whispered a few words.

said that it was small talk, but the words were also swords and swords, and the edges were opposite.

After chatting for a long time, it is natural that your mouth will feel dry.

The tea in this small shop is all unsightly goods that these big men usually dislike even to rinse their mouths, let alone use it to quench their thirst and moisten their throats? The personal guards knew their master's thoughts at a glance, hurried back to the house to get some tea leaves that they often drank on weekdays, set up a stove outside the inn to boil the mountain spring water, carefully brewed the tea, and sent it to their master, who was quite leisurely and took a sip without a mouthful.

How can you drink tea without refreshments?

So on the few small rough wooden tables on the first floor, one or two delicate snacks were placed in front of each person very simply, which was beautifully made, but there were not many of them. Rao is like this, and the small table is almost full of space.

Changning came down from the second floor and saw a group of men and women, young or old, dressed in brocade clothes, holding fine porcelain painted tea bowls that were incompatible with the simple and rough environment on the entire first floor, holding all kinds of small pieces of dim sum, drinking and eating and chatting.

This kind of scene is actually no different from the scene when I was a child, the adults in the village came back from hunting, gathered in a big circle, gnawed bones and drank soup, and bragged endlessly.

Changning thought like this and smiled slightly.

He is a generation of sword masters who are famous all over the world, and for the first time he officially appeared in front of the world, he was wearing a long blue ribbon tied up like a waterfall, wearing a Taoist robe with the same cyan base and white dark lines, and the long sword that had become almost all the sword cultivation totems hung around his waist, and the beautiful young man's face bloomed as if he could dispel the warm smile of the coldest winter night, and he walked down the stairs.

It's just a dilapidated inn, but for a moment it seems to be a temple filled with the most expensive night pearls.

The room was silent, except for the sound of footsteps.

"Ahh

"There are so many offenses, and so many offenses...... the man was too busy to confess.

Changning breathed a sigh of relief.

He had never experienced this kind of scene at all, watching a group of people staring at him in a daze, and still wondering what was wrong with this room of people, where could he think of what to say to deal with the past.

At this moment, there was such a small episode, everyone came back to their senses, and they all stood up to salute, and for a while, "Zhang Jia Zhang San has seen the sword mound fairy" "Li family Li Si visited the immortals" and other voices exploded, and there was also mixed with "Killing the outer way is really a model for my generation" and "My father has admired the gods for many years" This kind of compliment, even if Changning has the Heart Sutra of Wuding Temple to protect the mind, it was also made to cry and laugh by this noise.