The light of the hall dimmed for a moment, and a man with a hat appeared at the door, with long sleeves and a gold trim, and his stature was so tall that he blocked the light.

"Boy, give me something, and I'll let you go. His voice was low, but he could tell that he was very old.

Bai Shaoliu slowly stood up, his body still shaking a little.

The martial arts of the person who came were so high that he could not look up to them, so he couldn't even catch a move.

The beautiful proprietress was in front of the counter, her beautiful eyes narrowed, but she didn't speak, but she didn't show a panicked expression.

Only Shen Lian knew that she had such a pair of hands, the whole god, there were not many things that could make her afraid, and the hat man was definitely not one of them.

Ruoxi's delicate little nose wrinkled, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Brother, I won't eat it, you see that the dishes are dirty." ”

She pointed to a slice of duck meat on her plate, the golden and crispy skin was stained with a little dust.

Shen Lian patted her head, took out the silk scarf, held it to her, and motioned for her to clean her mouth and hands.

On the other side, Bai Shaoliu heard the words of the hat man, his face tightened, looked at the other party, and said word by word: "Don't give it." ”

The man sighed, said no more, and then there was a sound of footsteps, his steps were not heavy, but very slow, but like a knife, stabbing into the chest.

Beads of sweat broke out on Bai Shaoliu's forehead, and the other party dissolved in the foot sound with extremely high internal force, which was aimed at him, although the other party did not use the knife, but the foot sound, hitting his qi and blood again and again, was no less than using a real knife to stab into his flesh and blood.

Obviously, the other party wanted him to give in, and he didn't want to take his life now.

Ruoxi quickly cleaned it up, obediently returned the silk scarf to his brother, Shen Lian casually took the silk scarf back, and said lightly: "Golden Sword King, I haven't seen you for seventeen years, you have actually fallen into bullying children." ”

Shen Lian's voice was not too loud, but it was just enough to cover the foot sound, and at the same time disperse the penetrating power of the foot sound.

The hat man stopped, Shen Lian turned his back to him, but this voice was indeed somewhat familiar to him, and seeing Shen Lian's back, he was a little incredulous, because he remembered someone.

The white boy was already soaked, and when the sound of his feet disappeared, he fell to the ground, panting and sweating~ all over the ground.

The figure of the hat moved, and in the blink of an eye, he was next to the young man, and turned to look at Shen Lian. He slowly removed his hat, revealing gray hair and a silver beard, but his figure was still as tall as a pine and cypress.

However, the golden knife that had followed him for decades did not bring it, and he had already put down the knife in his hand.

In his eyes, he naturally had the same delicate face as he did back then, and he couldn't even see the traces of time.

"Are you Shen Lian?" The Golden Sword King felt incredible, it stands to reason that Shen Lian is in his early thirties this year, but how can he look at it is almost the same as at the beginning, as if the years have been ruthless to him, but he has treated Shen Lian well.

Of course, soon the Golden Sword King noticed one point, since he abandoned the sword, he gradually entered the Tao from martial arts, and the biggest change was the increase in perception, with his fifty percent of his skills, he could do what he had achieved in the past ten successes, and it was easier.

This kind of subtle realm of martial arts will help him condense his knacks and enter a higher level, but he has no immortal inheritance, and the vitality of the world is even thinner, so I am afraid that it will be impossible to find a trick in his life.

Flowing water swordsmanship is his hope, this swordsmanship was not famous, just an ordinary martial arts hall handed down swordsmanship, and later the martial arts hall ~ out of a genius, actually relying on this swordsmanship, between January, defeated eighteen famous masters in the world, after the last battle, it was even more empty.

No one knew about this matter, and no one in the martial arts hall understood the true meaning anymore.

It wasn't until a few months ago that the news suddenly came out, which caused a monstrous disaster to this martial arts hall, and the whole door was wiped out cleanly, and only the teenager escaped.

It was an organization that did this, and the Golden Sword King joined it, and learned a lot of details.

He is already very old, and if he hadn't taken a spirit ginseng by chance ten years ago, he wouldn't have even achieved today's achievements.

The older he gets, the more greedy he is for life and fear of death, and he will not let go of any hope of a breakthrough.

Shen Lian said: "It seems that you still recognize me, and you are not confused." ”

The Golden Sword King pondered for a while, then pointed at Bai Shaoliu and said, "If you want to protect him, I'll leave." ”

If he was still at the level of ten years ago, he might have fought for it, because he was not good enough at that time, so he couldn't see how powerful Shen Lian was.

Now he sensed that he had reached a step, and Shen Lian was sitting there, with a faint smile on his face, but he didn't dare to look at Shen Lian, and at the same time felt a faint coercion in his heart.

Sixteen years ago, Shen Lian was already a rare master in the world, and at that time he was not yet an adult, and now he is so unfathomable, it is natural to deserve it.

"Let's go. Shen Lian replied.

The Golden Sword King nodded, and didn't look at Bai Shaoliu again.

Put your hat back on and get ready to leave.

At this time, the proprietress spoke, and she said lazily: "Leave my money for the table and chair, as well as the man's medical expenses, otherwise don't want to leave." ”

The Golden Sword King snorted coldly, really a little angry.

Shen Lian's voice sounded again, "You don't miss this amount of money, just give it if you ask it, and help me settle the account by the way." ”

The Golden Sword King suppressed his anger, went to the counter, took out a piece of silver, put it down, and actually embedded it deeply in the counter, and said, "Here you go." ”

He has lived so old and has never been so humiliated.

As soon as the Golden Sword King left, Shen Lian led Ruoxi and prepared to leave.

The proprietress came over, and the silver ingot that had been set on the counter had already reached her hand.

She said: "The son's heart is good, even an old man has to be saved." ”

Shen Lian could naturally hear what she meant, if it wasn't for Shen Lian scaring away the Golden Sword King, the proprietress would have made a move, and the Golden Sword King would definitely have no chance of survival.

Therefore, Shen Lian asked the Golden Sword King to settle his account, after all, his life is much more expensive than a silver ingot.

"After all, I once knew, so there is this move, we are close, the proprietress does not dislike it, and you can usually walk around. Shen Lian could see that the other party was a cultivator, but he didn't know what sect he came from or which immortal method he had learned.

"You don't need to call me boss lady, your name is Shen Lian, right, which one is Lian?" Her eyebrows were curled and looked good, although there were faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but they were very attractive.

"The refining of alchemy in the fire, you can call me Qingxia. Shen Lian replied politely.

"My surname is Zhou, Zhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a single name is a spirit, the spirit of Lingtai. ”

Shen Lian nodded slightly, took Ruoxi by the hand, and calmly passed by Zhou Ling. I just thought in my heart that Zhou was not only the Zhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the empress was also surnamed Zhou.

Bai Shaoliu knew that the two were talking, but he didn't understand a word, but he had already remembered one thing, that is, Shen Lian was not the master who saved him that night.

He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't, his mouth was dry, and he watched Shen Lian and Ruoxi go away, but in his heart, he was worried that he already owed two lives.

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