Nangong Ao was not a person who cultivated swordsmanship, but he used his Qiankun Arrogance to urge his internal force, run his swordsmanship, and exert extremely strong strength, and the strong sword qi surged away, and those warrior steel swords were all shocked by the sword qi and flew away.

He leaped into the air from the crowd of warriors that surrounded him, and the dragon sword swirled and slashed, and an arc rolled out, like a long flying snake hovering in the air, shaking the warriors back more than ten steps away.

All the samurai were stunned, brandishing their samurai steel swords and launching a new round of attacks.

"Stop!" all the samurai stopped, lowered their heads, and waited for one of them, a burly man, dressed in a robe, with clogs under his feet and a palm-thick belt around his waist, striding forward.

An angry face was full of murderous aura, his chin was filled with gray scum, his hair was tied into a crown, his eyes were blazing, staring at Nangong Ao, but he glanced at those warriors a few times.

When he walked between Nangong Ao and the samurai, he opened his mouth and scolded: "Incompetent, the samurai's face has been thrown into you!"

"Hey!" the samurai looked extremely respectful of this burly Toei man, and it went without saying that he must be the leader of this group of Toei samurai.

"Is it Mr. Nangong Ao, the leader of the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance?" asked the burly Dongying man in extremely stiff words.

Nangong Ao clenched his fists slightly: "Haven't asked for advice yet?"

"It's not Sato Xiangwu, disrespectful and disrespectful. The Dongying man politely returned the favor. It seems that he still knows a little about Chinese etiquette, or rather, it may not be the first time he has come to Huaxia.

"Mr. Sato, this time Dongdu came to Huaxia, I don't know what you have to do?" Nangong Ao asked knowingly, and also asked.

Sato Xiangwu hesitated slightly, bowed down, "Mr. Nangong, this is not the place to speak, please inside, my master has been waiting for a long time." ”

Nangong was proud of his heart and said secretly: "Your master, aren't you the primary person who came from Dongying this time?"

"Mr. Sato, please lead the way!" Nangong Ao replied politely, and then Sato Xiangwu took the lead in the front, and walked to the depths of the courtyard with Nangong Ao, bypassing several corridors, all of which were flowers and plants, thriving scenes, and everywhere seemed like a vigorous spring day.

A small house made of exquisite bamboo strips, even the door is woven of bamboo strips, but on these bamboo strips are engraved with dragon-like words, landscape paintings, which look extremely elegant.

"I have long been fascinated by Huaxia, and I know that your country is a state of etiquette, and I have benefited a lot from this time. In the future, I hope that Mr. Nangong will give me more advice. Sato said politely as he walked.

Although Nangong Ao was disdainful of these Dongying people, he was temporarily under the eaves of others, so he said a little humbly: "Don't dare to point out, if Mr. Sato doesn't understand anything about my Huaxia country, please feel free to communicate with me." ”

"I can't thank you enough. My master is inside, Mr. Nangong, please!" Unconsciously, Sato Xiangwu and Nangong Ao were already standing at the door of the bamboo strip hut, Sato Xiangwu stepped forward and gently buckled the door, and whispered to the house, "Master, Mr. Nangong brings it!"

A melodious woman's voice sounded like a yellow warbler chirping from inside the house: "Mr. Nangong is coming from afar, Sakurai Fengxiang is missing from afar, please come in!"

Nangong Ao hesitated slightly, glanced at Sato Xiangwu, Sato Xiangwu seemed to see Nangong Ao's concerns, smiled lightly, and explained: "The Sakurai clan has been living in the Central Plains for a long time, and the master is yearning for the broad and profound Chinese culture, and the name 'Fengxiang' is the worship of Huaxia. ”

Although Nangong Ao didn't know whether Sato Xiangwu's words were true, at this moment, as a person from Huaxia, he suddenly felt relieved and proud. He doesn't know what this "Sakurai Fengxiang" looks like, but the word "Fengxiang" does have a strong charm of Chinese culture.

Hearing Sakurai Fengxiang call him in, he no longer hesitated, gently pushed open the door, and a fragrant fragrance came to his nose, it should be said that it was a unique aroma of daylilies, and at the same time there was a quiet fragrance of tea spreading.

Nangong Ao couldn't wait to look in, only to see a tea table carved from sandalwood roots, a purple sand teapot and a teacup were placed on the coffee table, a pair of jade hands carved from white jade, gently lifting the teacup, slowly brewing tea, along the pair of white jade hands, a beautiful face like a fairy, white and tender, small red lips, a pair of red phoenix eyes, Qiong's nose was slightly straight, the hair coiled into a cloud bun, a kimono, dressed very decently.

This is the "master" Sakurai Fengxiang in the mouth of Sato Xiangwu, a delicate and unique woman with a unique Dongying charm, and she has a bit of the characteristics of a Chinese beauty.

"Mr. Nangong, please take a seat!" Sakurai Fengxiang smiled and greeted Nangong Ao, who was slightly stunned.

Nangong Ao came back to his senses and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that Miss Sakurai was so otherworldly, fresh and beautiful." ”

Sakurai Fengxiang still smiled calmly, and did not express any expression of Nangong Ao's appreciation, and then said to Sato Xiangwu who was standing aside: "Sato-kun, you can sit too!"

"Yes, master!" Sato Sotake looked extremely respectful to Sakurai Toyoka.

When Nangong Ao and Sato Xiangwu were sitting cross-legged around the coffee table, Sakurai Fengxiang slowly poured the tea that had been brewed into the teacup, handed it to Nangong Ao, and smiled, "Mr. Nangong, please drink tea!"

Nangong responded politely: "Thank you!"

Sakurai Fengxiang poured another cup of tea, handed it to Sato Sotake, and said also very humbly: "Sato-kun, please use tea!"

"Hey!" Sato Sotake looked even more respectful.

Nangong Ao never expected that the main person who came to the Central Plains this time was a weak woman like Sakurai Fengxiang, who looked vulnerable, and at first he thought it was Sato Xiangwu. Judging from his appearance, there is no doubt that Sato Xiangwu's martial arts cultivation is not weak, and his temples are bulging, which shows that his internal cultivation is also extremely high.

However, when he saw Sakurai Fengxiang, Nangong's arrogance sank a little, and he seemed to have some doubts about this cooperation with Dongying people.

When he picked up the teacup, he took a small sip of tea, and symbolically praised: "The tea made by Miss Sakurai is so fragrant!"

"West Lake Longjing, with the color green, fragrant, sweet, shape is famous, the shape is straight and sharp, flat and handsome, smooth and even, the color is green and yellow. After brewing, the aroma is clear and long-lasting, fragrant and fragrant, the soup color is apricot green, clear and bright, the bottom of the leaves is tender and green, evenly formed into flowers, the buds are erect, lifelike. Drinking tea soup, refreshing people's spleen, fragrant between teeth, endless aftertaste. Sakurai Fengxiang took a sip of tea and spoke eloquently, as if she had the intention to talk about the tea ceremony. (To be continued.) )