Maybe it's because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, and the old man walks very slowly.

It was not a high step, and every time you took a step, you had to stop and hunch over for a short rest before you could go up to the second step.

At this time, the Mochizuki Tower is the most noisy.

is a restaurant, it is inevitable that those who do not drink much, and the wine is even more worrying.

Those drunken drunkards are either full of nonsense, or they are full of spirits through drunkenness, spitting out wine, and vowing to go to the nine heavens and the moon.

But I don't know how chic I think I am, and then it becomes a joke in the eyes of others.

Only by being drunk can he dare to express his past ambitions in his heart, which one is not a coward when he is sober?

If you really have such a bullish spirit, why bother only when your stomach is full of yellow soup can you dare to borrow wine and sprinkle madness?

Of course, there are also brilliant literati in the building.

A pot of wine enters the throat, and you can be a million teachers with a pen, and between the lines is a golden iron horse.

In Kyushu in the world, the literati raised Haoran righteousness, and then entered the rivers and lakes to swallow bullfighting bulls and soared into immortals.

Although it can't be said to be like crossing the river, it is not much worse.

Among them, Li Taibai, the Holy Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty of the Western Regions who entered the gate of heaven first and then went out of the gate of heaven, was the most.

Poetry and sword wine deserve to be the three uniques of this world.

On snowy days, it's the perfect place to sit around the fireplace with warm wine.

In the Moon Tower is the largest 'stove' in the Northern Liang City.

can tolerate the reckless Bai Ding who walks at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and there are also the heroes who live in the rivers and lakes and temples are dragons and snakes.

The old man was already walking very slowly, and holding a stupid boy who could only grin, this step would inevitably be even slower.

There is the man who staggered downstairs drunken with the wine jug, scolding and scolding with his bare body, and he couldn't hear whether he was talking about the indifference of the concubine, or scolding this river and lake for having no eyes.

In short, although it is a fierce face, it is far from being as good as it is.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when I met the old man who led the child up the ladder, the man's shoulder shook suddenly, and he actually knocked the old man down, and he was about to turn down.

The old man in the cloak was like a rootless duckweed, swaying at the top of the staircase, but he didn't fall.

On the contrary, it was the drunkard who crossed the knife and carried the wine jug, and his body turned out to be unstable, and he only felt a stuffiness in his chest and a sweetness in his mouth.

Before he could open his mouth to scold, scarlet blood gushed out of his mouth.

The man was instantly drunk, pointing at the old man and opening his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

In the end, I saw a majestic body weighing more than 100 catties falling straight and on his back.

The bearded man twitched on the ground, his eyes rolled and he breathed more than he breathed.

The few companions behind him who originally wanted to support but were pushed away by the man were righteous enough.

I only heard a loud bang, and the swords were out of their sheaths.

"Want to do it?" The old man shook the dark red coat on his body slightly, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he said with a playful smile: "Fang is your companion who is the first to provoke, and the little old man is just a last resort to protect himself." If you still don't know what to do, then don't blame Xiao Lao'er for opening the killing ring today. ”

"You ......"

The lean man who was holding the steel knife was about to open his mouth to scold.

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by another sudden voice.

"Brothers who are righteous, you should move slowly, and make money with harmony!"

I saw the fat shopkeeper in the Moon Tower, who was fat and full of wealth and nobility, hurriedly came, and his walk was really like flying.

The shopkeeper surnamed Tie had an iron abacus in his hand across his chest, and his fat body stood between the old man and the group.

With difficulty, he bent down, leaned down and raised his hand to probe the drunken man who had fallen first.

Seeing that the drunkard who had not yet known that he had walked through before the ghost gate closed was breathing disorderly, he was still quite even, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Iron shopkeeper, although our righteous valve is not a big faction in the Northland, we can't let an old immortal wantonly bully. ”

The lean man with a steel knife is famous as Li Meng, and his cultivation is not very high, but he is the descendant of the elder Taishang of a medium-sized sect 'Zhengqimen' in the three states of the Northland.

Protected by Zuyin, he is now a small boss with a high status in Zhengqimen.

Even so, it is a rule on weekdays.

It's just that today I may have drunk a few more cups of yellow soup, so it is inevitable that I will be a little arrogant.

"Li Meng, I don't need to say more about the rules of Wangyue Tower, right?" The fat shopkeeper was still smiling, looking harmless to humans and animals, but his voice became a little gloomy.

"If you want to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, you have to see if you have the confidence to do so. Raising his head and looking directly at Li Meng, who was drunk for most of his part, the shopkeeper surnamed Tie had a cold light surging in his small eyes that narrowed together.

Li Meng looked at the fat shopkeeper who had always been smiling and welcoming, and felt a chill in his heart, only to feel that the pores all over his body stood upside down, as if he was facing a bloodthirsty beast.

The little bit of drunkenness that was left in the first place finally came to his senses.

Although the righteous valve is not a big sect in the north, even the second-rate sect has to tend to the end.

It can exist for nearly a thousand years, but it also has outstanding features.

The dispute between the rivers and lakes has always been cruel, and if you want to protect your body from destruction, especially the small and medium-sized sects that lack the same foundation as the righteous valve, you know who to provoke and who you must not provoke.

Mochizuki Tower, don't look at it, it seems to be just an ordinary restaurant.

Year after year, day after day.

But it has existed for nearly 10,000 years, and there is naturally something unusual.

Thinking about it deeply, there have also been many sect forces that have attacked the idea of Mochizuki Tower.

But none of them were spared, and they all perished in history.

The restaurant has been a place where three religions and nine streams converge since ancient times.

It is best to find out the news and do some shady dark trading.

The confidante of the Jiang family, the witch of the Xuan family, who lived on the third night of the Jiang family, once incarnated as the 'Lady Qingluan' in the Yandi City, and ran the 'Great Wind Inn' in many state cities in the north and south regions.

There are many intelligence organizations like the 'Gale Inn'.

There are many forces in the five directions and five regions of Kyushu, and many similar institutions are rooted in the shadows.

If there is no behemoth behind the Moon Tower, it is naturally unlikely.

It's just that Beiliang Dugu has always been known for his iron and blood.

Under the management of Iron Sword Dugu, few foreign forces can intervene in it, which can be described as a monolith.

However, Mochizuki Tower can survive for so long without any impact in the slightest.

There's so much to be fun with.

Don't look at this fat man surnamed Tie with a smiling face at any time, but he is a master who can't even be provoked by his own ancestors.

Two years ago, Li Meng and his entourage chased and killed the enemy and returned with a great victory.

Just when it was worth paying attention, he had seen this fat shopkeeper holding a Xuantie heavy sword under the moonlit night, and he alone beheaded a total of thirty-nine Supreme Elders of the 'Xuanjian Sect' in the northern land that was enough to merge into the first-class faction.

That night, there was a rain of blood falling all over the sky, and there was no 'Xuanjian Sect' in Beiliang City.

And the fat shopkeeper who can make this kind-hearted black hand more ruthless treat it so cautiously, naturally it will not be a small fish and shrimp in the north like his righteous valve.

Although his brother is drunk, his cultivation is not weak, and he is only half a step away from being able to enter the day after tomorrow and step into the true martial arts.

It's just that in front of this old man who is just in his last years, he doesn't even have the strength to fight back.

But one face is so embarrassing.

It's scary to think about it......

"Senior, it's my brother who is reckless, and the younger generation is here to apologize to you for him, and I hope that you, the senior, don't be angry. ”

Thinking of these, Li Meng, a drunken upstart with a righteous valve, couldn't help but be soaked in cold sweat on his forehead and back, and made amends to the old man who was smiling and silent, holding the child, and shook it to the end.

Words are sincere, and they should be honest and fearful.

The old man stopped saying a word, and bowed slightly at the fat shopkeeper.

Immediately, he picked up the stupid boy and continued to walk upstairs.

Walking with each step, the body is trembling and trembling, as if it will fall down at any time.

Li Meng looked at the old man's back, gritted his teeth, and fell to his knees on the steps with a pop.

Then I heard three "knock, knock!" three times.

After three sounds, blood slowly fell down Li Meng's forehead and dripped on the wooden steps.

"The younger generation apologized to the seniors for my brother, and I hope that the seniors will be angry with my sect. ”

Li Meng's head was pressed against the steps, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all.

This river and lake must be like a fish in water.

First of all, the first thing to learn is to follow the trend.

A sentence that goes with the flow, but it also contains too much sadness.

If you want to live like a fish in water, swim in this bottomless river and lake.

First of all, it is to live.

Therefore, sometimes in order to let yourself live first, there is no shame in kneeling to the strong.

There is gold under the man's knees, and he kneels to heaven and earth, and he kneels to his parents.

But sometimes, life is more expensive than gold.

"Get up......" The old man in the cloak and hat sighed lightly, and finally stopped, his voice a little hoarse: "The old man is in this Beiliang, but he is just a lonely ghost who passes by in a hurry, so naturally he won't care about anything, what are you guilty of?"

Li Meng breathed a long sigh of relief, finally got up, bowed to the old man who was going up the ladder again, and then ordered his subordinates, who were already stupid as sculptures, to help his indisputable brother up, confess to the iron shopkeeper, and hurriedly walked out of the building.

There were a lot of people in the building, and this scene naturally fell in the eyes of everyone.

For a while, there was a sigh.

They are all laughing at Li Meng and his entourage, they are really like a turtle with a shrunken head.

Among them, there are naturally many people who are familiar with Li Meng.

If there are acquaintances, there will naturally be opponents in this.

I believe that soon after tomorrow, the news that the lord of the righteous and dignified rudder will kowtow to the dying old man and confess his guilt will inevitably rise in Beiliang City.

Li Meng listened to the very harsh mocking laughter behind him, and his footsteps paused slightly.

The fists clenched into the palms of the fingernails, and blood oozed out.

"Helmsman!"

The few people who followed beside him were all drunk, their faces were gloomy, and their palms caressed the swords at their waists.

As soon as the helmsman of his own house commanded, he would rush back to the building and fight with those opponents who had been unpleasant for a long time.

"Let's go!" Li Meng took a hard breath, almost popping a word out of his teeth.

Before the sound fell, Bento stepped into the wind and snow first.

Although there are many people behind him, they will not disobey their helmsman.

The rivers and lakes, the big sects and the small sects all have their own rules.

Among them, the most taboo is the following offenses.

Although Li Meng is young, he is the most popular among the younger generation of Zhengqimen.

Even after today's kneeling, it will not decrease in the slightest.

On the contrary, it will inevitably go to the next level.

The helmsman who is willing to kneel for his subordinates and bow his head to beg for mercy.

It is worth following, and it is worth dying for.

The swords were all sheathed, and he lifted up the fellow who didn't know it was as limp as a dead dog.

Several people followed Li Meng and disappeared into the wind and snow.

It's just that the figures are a little bleak.

The iron shopkeeper held a black iron abacus in his hand and froze in place.

Vaguely, it seemed that he heard the old man who was familiar with him and had little fear in his life talking to himself.

"At the beginning, if my Xuan Corpse Sect knew how to bow his head like that young man, what if it was to be a dog for the Yao family for a hundred years and a thousand years?"

"This rivers and lakes, this world, in the final analysis, it is still those who know the times to be handsome......!"

When it came to the ears, the sound was like vicissitudes, like a ghost sigh.

The shopkeeper surnamed Tie tightened the black iron abacus in his hand, and a trace of sword qi came out of the abacus beads, cutting out one after another hideous blood on his fat hands.

Looking at the back of the rickety who disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the iron shopkeeper's eyes were dripping with blood and tears, and he murmured softly: "Master, the enemy who killed you is close at hand, but the disciple ...... But I can't avenge your old man!"