About a cup of tea has passed.

The wonton and noodles in the bowl are already seven or eight out of ten.

However, for a good bowl of noodle soup, it's just the beginning, and now it's now

When you can enjoy the soup base full of essence. Scoop a spoonful of warm soup with a spoon, put it in your mouth, taste its slight sweetness with your tongue, taste its deliciousness with your tongue, and let it flow smoothly into the temple of the five internal organs along the esophagus, how satisfying.

In addition, for a dinner party of many people, it is just the beginning. If you bury your head in eating wonton noodles that need to be chewed slowly, then there is no second mouth to talk to. But at this moment, if it was just soup, it naturally wouldn't affect their conversation—but at that moment, they didn't think about what to talk about.

At this moment, if you pay a little attention and prick up your ears, you can hear the diners around you, although they are still talking about the new things in the morning, but their words have changed from "I have heard with my own ears...... "I have seen ......with my own eyes" this morning, to "I think ......" and "I think ......". And what the diners are talking about has become more and more outrageous and strange conjecture - according to them, Yin Shao's strength is almost able to stand on the realm of peeing on the 'Seven Heroes'.

This almost made Yin Shao take a sip of tea and spray it on Man Xiu's face.

And that's not all. According to the description of the 'white-clothed evil servant' by those who claimed to have seen it with their own eyes, all the diners speculated that he was the Xuanshi of the Zhulong Mansion invited by the Yin family from thousands of miles away from the military and military kingdom - otherwise, how could it be so powerful?

Man Xiu could only smile and shake his head. This 'Zhulong Mansion' is a word used to pronoun 'Qimen Jianghu' in the military and military countries that have not dealt with Yonghua all the year round. The Qimen rivers and lakes of the military and military kingdoms are not as prosperous as the Yonghua countries, but although the Qimen rivers and lakes of the Yonghua country are huge, eighty or ninety percent of them are in the land of the Western Regions, and they are not directly controlled by the Yonghua Emperor. But the Zhulong Mansion is similar to the Jinyi Guard of the Yonghua Kingdom, and only the existence of the head of the army and the martial arts country is Zhan. It's just that for Wang Manxiu, it's a bit of a ...... to say that he is the Xuanshi of Zhulong Mansion

"Alas. Bai Yi sighed lightly, put down the spoon in his hand, and looked up at the brocade robe in front of him who was wiping the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "Yin Shao, we have already knocked on thirteen Qimen houses in the morning." How many of these Meng Yue families are left that may be related to Miss Yan?"

Yin Shao folded his handkerchief, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, and replied, "There are still a hundred or so houses." ”

"There are more than a hundred families?!" Man Xiu's face was surprised: "Meng Yue's Qimen family...... So many?"

"Yes, there are tens of thousands of Qimen people in Mengyue City. Yin Shao smiled helplessly, looked around at the diners around him who were still chatting hotly, obviously not noticing the diners who had just called him 'Yin Shao' in white clothes, and shrugged his shoulders and said: "Maybe now in this big lady's shop, in addition to us, there are several Xuanshi who deliberately hide their breath." ”

Wang Manxiu blinked, noncommittal.

"Let's do some screening. He glanced at Ruoshui, who was holding a porcelain bowl beside him, bowing his head to drink soup, and the two brocade clothes who were already sitting upright and not squinting, and said to Yin Shao: "Just sieve it with the son of the Fan family...... To be precise, if there are no three little ten people in the family, or a family without a master of the above realm, we will not knock on the door. ”

Yin Shao nodded, and pondered for a moment: "In this case, there are probably thirty left." ”

“...... Are there still thirty of them?" Wang Manxiu sighed, said in his heart, 'What a strange door Jianghu', and asked, "Yin Shao, where should we go first in the afternoon?"

Yin Shao blinked, pursed his lips and said, "Let's go to Sima's house first." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Shangshan, who was dressed in green clothes, snorted coldly, and spit out the word "pervert!" viciously from his mouth at Man Xiu.

Bai Yi was stunned, and immediately looked up at the brocade robe, looking nervous. At this moment, he was nervous about why Shangshan was suddenly angry, and he was nervous that the word 'pervert' was not referring to himself - after all, if the words he said to Ruoshui last night fell into Shangshan's ears, then his own impression in her heart, which was not too good, could be regarded as a complete plummet.

Seeing this, Yin Shao waved his hand hurriedly, and said with a light smile: "Shangshan is not talking about you." She was talking about the son of the Sima family, Sima Xiande. ”

Wang Manxiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then this son, what did he do to make the good girl so disgusted?"

"Uh, what's this......" Yin Shao glanced at Lan Ruoshui, who was bowing down to drink soup, scratched his neck, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "It's a little bit ...... talk."

"Yin Shao————!"

A clear male voice rushed into the store like a torrent, overpowering all the diners' gossip at once.

It's not a strange technique that transmits sound into the room and the aftermath is endless, it's just that this male voice is really loud.

Then, I saw a purple dress, flying through the curtain of the store, like a gust of wind, blowing in front of everyone.

He is a handsome boy.

The store was suddenly silent, and even the sound of chopsticks falling on the ground could be heard clearly.

However, this is not because of this uninvited purple-clothed boy - although his appearance is indeed quite sudden, the people in this Nuoda Mengyue City have long been accustomed to the appearance of this purple-clothed boy. Unlike other Qimen people who always like to hide and seem to be unable to see the light, the purple-clothed boy is the most showy character in this Meng Yue City, known as 'Meng Yue is the fastest'. said that no matter where there was something new in the city, he could always rush to the scene of the incident as soon as possible, standing on the eaves of the tiled roof, and said with relish: "My son is here!"

The astonished looks of the diners in the restaurant were only because of the name they had been talking about all morning, and it had only resounded for miles.

"Yin Shao?!!!"

At the same moment, all the diners in the restaurant exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes widened at the square table of four people seated by six.

"No, that's right! The one in the brocade robe is the young master of the Yin family!" "Then the one in white is ......" "Evil, evil servant!!"

After a moment of stunned, I saw that nine-tenths of the diners in the restaurant, including the man and woman who had 'seen with their own eyes' and 'heard with their own ears' before, didn't say a word, didn't look back, and ran away!

I just talked so much about this young master Yin and the white evil servant, but I didn't expect the deity to sit next to him, as if he was talking nonsense about the Buddha eating meat, but when he turned around, he found that the golden body of the Buddha statue was squinting at himself - this is not running, don't you want to be reincarnated early!

"Hey, hey, what are you running!" The shopkeeper who came back to his senses hurriedly chased out the door: "I haven't given the money yet! Hey! Give the money! Eat the overlord meal!"

Looking around at the shops that could already be regarded as empty buildings, and the look of awe in the eyes of the remaining bold diners, Yin Shao felt a little happy for some reason.

He clenched his fists and coughed lightly, glanced at Wang Manxiu, and raised his eyes to look at the purple-clothed boy with his head held high: "You really mean that Cao Cao Cao is here...... Sima Xiande, what kind of wind blew you here?"

"Ear to ear. The purple-clothed boy glanced at the brocade robe, and then squinted at the others at the table: "I heard, Yin Shao, you are very energetic today? Early in the morning, when we were still sleeping at home, you had already gone to give the Qian family ......."

Halfway through the conversation, it came to an abrupt end.

Someone didn't interrupt him, but his gaze fell on the orchid skirt.

"Wakasui Girl~"

The voice of the purple-clothed boy suddenly became gentle and affectionate.

Everyone in the store suddenly got goosebumps.

Ruoshui's shoulders trembled, his face was slightly red, and he looked at the young master in the brocade robe across the table with pitiful eyes. The latter sighed lightly, shook his head with a wry smile.

Sima Xiande, the eldest son of Meng Yue's Sima family, is also the head of the Sima family today. The Sima family is famous for being good at the pace of Qimen, and Sima Xiande is deeply aware of the true inheritance of his own Qimen, and no one can match the [flying body trick], so he is known as 'Meng Yue's fastest'. However, if this purple-clothed son, that is, Sima Xiande, is just a fast-paced Qimen person, it would be fine......

Sima Xiande has three fast.

It's fast, it's fast, it's fast.

Naturally, these three speeds do not mean the same thing, but considering that this Sima Xiande is the eldest son of the Sima family in Meng Yue, I will give him some face, and I don't know what to say.

In addition to these three fast, this Sima Xiande is also a veritable disciple - on this Mengyue Street, as long as she is bumped into by him, it will be a good meal. No, last month, when Ruoshui went to the Chengdong Tea Shop to buy some new furniture according to Mr. Yin's intentions, he was bumped into by him - since then, this Sima Gongzi has relied on some friendship with Yin Shao, and almost every day he comes to knock on the door to visit, saying that he wants to chat with Yin Shao about family life, but his eyes are always swirling on Ruoshui, who comes to bring tea and water. Even two days ago, it seemed to be a joke and not a joke, saying that he wanted Major Yin to give him Miss Ruoshui - this Sima Xiande didn't want to think about it, why he obviously had some friendship with Yin Shao, but it wasn't until the end of last month that he met Ruoshui by chance.

Yin Shao sighed lightly and shook his head.

According to what he thought, if this Sima Xiande was interested in finding the spiritual eye, it was probably not for the spiritual eye's mysterious skills that could reach the top of the Jade Emperor Realm and dominate the Qimen rivers and lakes.

It's the beauty of the Yan girl, who is rumored to be comparable to the four beauties of the real dragon.

Thinking of this, Yin Shao squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the iron sword that seemed to be slowly levitating.

Oh, there's a good show to watch now.

"If ~ water ~ girl ~ mother ~"

Just as the purple-clothed boy squinted and smiled, whispered softly, and approached the blue skirt step by step with the appearance of a gentleman and a villain, he saw that the iron sword that was originally leaning on the bench suddenly flew away like a goshawk, and hit him on the lower abdomen with a 'snap-'.

In an instant, the face of the man in purple also turned purple.

The originally upright facial features were already twisted together, and Sima Xiande bent down to cover his lower abdomen, his face full of indescribable pain.

He gritted his teeth and burst out with words mixed with anger and wailing: "Yes...... Who is it!...... How dare you sneak attack...... Ben Childe!"

I saw a white dress slowly stand up.

The iron sword moved with his heart and lay in the palm of his hand.

The white man smiled, raised his sword and clenched his fist.

"Pingshui, Wang Manxiu. ”