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Fang Baiyi and the others traveled a long way, and it was not until late afternoon that they arrived at a market town, which was already lit up in the faint night. The air is filled with the slightest smell of fireworks, and the streets are sparsely populated, all of them are in a hurry, hurrying to their homes.

Came to the only inn in the town, asked for four upper rooms, the shopkeeper second-hand feet quickly called the washing water, everyone washed off the dust on their faces, and then came to the downstairs lobby to eat.

At dinner time, there were a lot of guests sitting in the lobby, including many people from the rivers and lakes, talking loudly, pushing cups and changing lamps, staggering, and the shopkeepers were busy greeting guests loudly, which seemed to be very noisy and noisy.

Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he didn't like such noisy noise, but he had already walked downstairs, and then asked the shopkeeper to send the wine and food into the room, which was inevitably a little troublesome. Besides, a group of several people went over the mountains and mountains along the way, running for a few hours, and they were already hungry, and there was no grain of rice left in their stomachs, and they were afraid and could not wait for a long time.

"Baiyi, it's inconvenient to go out, I see that everyone is hungry, so it's better to take a break here." Fu Xiangning Bingxue was smart, so she naturally saw that Fang Baiyi didn't like it, and comforted.

But when he heard it, his pitiful eyes were shining, and before he knew it, he had already pulled Fu Xiangning's arm, his eyelashes blinked slightly, revealing a somewhat cunning look.

"That's right!"

Fang Baiyi has been trapped in the underground labyrinth for fifteen years, and he has long been accustomed to the tranquility of his heart.

After seeing the light of day again, he is also like an arrow, often misses the night, lives in the mountains and forests, dilapidated temples, rarely haunts this noisy and noisy place, is to walk into the lobby at first glance, and immediately feel disgusted, but also understand that walking in the world, eventually have to adapt to all this in front of him.

Nodding yes at the moment, he took the lead in walking to an empty table, couldn't afford to lose, followed closely behind, and beckoned the shopkeeper to order.

Fu Xiangning was just about to take a step, but found that her arm was tightly pulled by the little pitiful, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, and said angrily: "Little pitiful, why are you holding me? Why don't you go and order food soon?"

"Hee-hee, miss, I can't afford to lose and I'm already ordering. The little pitiful eyes almost bent into two crescents, leaned into Fu Xiangning's ear, and laughed in a low voice, "But Miss, it's only been an afternoon, and Fang Gongzi immediately became white, but he didn't even have a surname, white, white, it's really affectionate, but ...... It's so numb!"

"You dead girl, you dare to make fun of me, you should be beaten!" Fu Xiangning was ashamed when she heard this, she stomped her feet again and again, she was disgusted, and she was about to fight, but the little pity had already dodged around, walked quickly to the table, and sat down with a smile.

The delicate body is straight, tightly tightened on the pretty face, but between the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, the smile is full, and the appearance is particularly funny and gimmicky. Fang Baiyi and He couldn't afford to lose looked at each other, but they didn't know what the elves were doing with the weird little pitiful.

Seeing that Fu Xiangning was still standing at the top of the stairs and did not move, her face was slightly red, Fang Baiyi hurriedly beckoned to take a seat, and a Xiangning mouth almost made Xiao Pitian unable to suppress it, burst out laughing, hurriedly lowered his head to hide his face, his hands clenched the corners of his clothes, but his shoulders were constantly stirring.

Fu Xiangning walked over in a few steps, sat down next to the little pitiful, was unwilling, secretly reached out and pinched the little pitiful buttocks.

The little pity was unprepared, and was suddenly attacked, and it was a sensitive part such as a pretty buttocks, and he almost screamed.

"Miss, how can you ......" The little pity rubbed the sore spot lightly, and said with a face full of grievances.

It's just that Fu Xiangning no longer paid attention to it, and turned her head to talk to Fang Baiyi, but she couldn't afford to lose, so she said strangely: "Little pity, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"I want you to take care of it!" the little pity was secretly ashamed, but it was inconvenient to say it clearly, and he was so angry that he couldn't afford to lose.

I couldn't afford to lose, I was stunned, my expression was stupid, and I muttered: "No matter what, it's really inexplicable, no wonder the master said that women are monsters, and they can't be treated with common sense." ”

"What are you talking about, be louder!" exclaimed the poor little apricot's eyes, which she couldn't afford to lose.

"No! didn't say anything, really didn't say anything. I couldn't afford to lose and hurriedly shook my head, flatly denied it, and looked firm, but I couldn't say that I was killed, let alone that I couldn't die.

As he spoke, the shopkeeper had already served the wine and food, and the cups and plates were almost all over the table. The dishes are finely cooked, and they are actually full of color, flavor, and flavor, which attracted several people's index fingers, and they never thought that the store would have such craftsmanship. A pot of good wine, the little pity got up and poured wine for the two of them, but it was the same as if they couldn't afford to lose, they didn't get a drop of wine, and they only cared about eating vegetables.

Fang Baiyi raised his glass and drank with Fu Xiangning, tasting a bite of the dish that tasted excellent, which made people admire.

But the innkeeper saw that Fang Baiyi and others were extraordinary, although they carried knives and swords, they were not like ordinary rivers and lakes, but more like they came from a famous and wealthy family, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they cooked in person, took out their ancestral skills, and carefully cooked this table of dishes.

As soon as I was halfway through eating, I suddenly heard someone in the lobby say loudly: "Big brother, I heard that the wordless book of heaven has been taken to Shaolin by Master Yanhui, and he plans to hold a meeting of the world's heroes in the Double Ninth Festival of the Ninth Festival, and the public judgment of the wordless book of heaven belongs, this is a rare event in the rivers and lakes in recent years, should our brothers also go on a trip then?"

"Hahaha, the World Heroes Conference, of course our brothers have to go, otherwise, is it still a Hero Conference? I just don't know if Murong Qiushuang will go. The person who was called the eldest brother shouted.

Fang Baiyi and the others were slightly stunned, but they didn't expect the news to spread so quickly, and in just a few hours, it seemed to be known to everyone.

Listen to the previous person again: "Murong Qiushuang, who is known as the first beauty in the world, is as beautiful as a peach and plum, but it is as cold as frost, it is rumored that if anyone in the rivers and lakes wins the cold soul ice sword in her hand, she will marry whom, I don't know if it's true." ”

"Of course it's true, my brother has been paying attention to her for a long time, if she encounters it, with your and my brother's Xuantian thirty-six styles, she will definitely give up her sword and admit defeat, hahaha......" The person who was called the eldest brother was full of energy, and he was proud.

"Hahaha, it turns out that the eldest brother has taken a fancy to that Murong Qiushuang, don't worry, the brother will help the eldest brother to hold the beauty. ”

Fang Baiyi and Fu Xiangning glanced at each other, both of them feeling amused, but they didn't pay attention to it. The little pity was already sneering, and said in a low voice: "Miss, is there really such a strange person in the rivers and lakes, is there a competition to recruit relatives? If it is a bad old man of seventy or eighty years old, or an old monster who is hidden in the world, does she also want to marry?"

The thick eyebrows frowned slightly, but Fang Baiyi shook his head secretly.

Gusu Murong, the stars are moving, and the way of the other is to give back to the other body, and the masters of Shenhe Zhuang are like clouds, and there are countless top masters. I even heard that the old lady of the Murong family is still alive, and she has been guided by the martial saint Mu Canghai, who is more than 100 years old, and her martial arts are already unfathomable.

With such strength, how can it be easy to match his peers, if there is really an old man who does not open his eyes and dares to do something to Murong Qiushuang, I am afraid that if he does not wait for the beauty to return, he will have disappeared and no longer exists.

"Humph!"

Before he could think about it, he heard someone in the corner snort coldly, and sneered: "Just the two of you, it is not worthy to lift Murong Qiushuang's shoes, and you dare to speak wildly here, delusional to beat Murong Qiushuang?"

"What people!" the two men who had spoken earlier clapped their heads and followed the prestige.

Silver robe and blue shirt, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, black sheath long sword placed horizontally on the table, the figure looked at the two of them slightly obliquely, and the eyes were full of disdain, it was Chang Aotian, the newly rising Tibetan sword boy in the rivers and lakes!

intervened in the battle of the Book of Heaven, but encountered Tie Sheng, the No. 1 killer of Tianzi, who submerged underground, ran out of the sheath of the thunder sword, assassinated Chang Aotian, missed a blow, and traveled thousands of miles. Chang Aotian chased away, but he didn't want to appear here, but he didn't know if he would catch up with Tie Sheng, the No. 1 killer of Tianzi, Fang Baiyi was secretly worried, and he didn't know how Tie Sheng was now.

The two people who spoke before glanced at Chang Aotian and said angrily: "Boy, were you talking just now?" Acquaintances rolled over and kowtowed to the uncle three times to make amends, otherwise, I will let you stand up and come in today and go out sideways." ”

Chang Aotian laughed, his expression revealed a little coldness, and said: "Who went out sideways, I'm afraid you have to try to know, why don't you give it a try!"

"Look for death!"

The two people who spoke before unsheathed their long swords, raised their hands and overturned the table, and smashed the plate to the ground, splashing oil stains on wine and vegetables, which immediately caused an exclamation. Ordinary diners didn't care about checking out, so they got up and rushed to the door, ran out of the inn and fled in all directions, and the lobby was suddenly much more spacious.

Fang Baiyi shook his head slowly, and Fu Xiangning and the others were still sitting still, drinking lightly, and eating by themselves.

In the loud shouting, the cold light flashed, and the two people who spoke before jumped into the usual Aotian attack, and the shot was the Xuantian thirty-six style, the sword moves were wonderful, and they specialized in stabbing people's big holes.

Chang Aotian stretched out his hand and slapped it on the table, the black sheath long sword flew up flatly, and the sword was drawn out of the sheath in mid-air, and the silver light was dazzling, like a lightning bolt in the night sky. The sound of the long swords clanging, the rabbit lifted, but it was not as good as three moves and five styles, and it had already broken the thirty-six styles of Xuantian and beheaded the two under the sword.

"I don't think I can do it!" Chang Aotian held the sword flower in his hand, and simply returned the sword into the sheath.

Fang Baiyi had the heart to ask about Tie Sheng's whereabouts, but he didn't want to cause Chang Aotian to misunderstand and fight with him.

I didn't want Chang Aotian to raise his eyes and look around, so he actually walked towards Fang Baiyi and the others. Fang Baiyi's eyes were slightly condensed, and he glanced at Fu Xiangning, both of whom were puzzled by what Chang Aotian came forward to see.

"Your Excellency is Fang Baiyi?" Chang Aotian's eyes were shining, but he stared at Fang Baiyi tightly and asked in a deep voice.

Fang Baiyi stood up, brushed the ground and opened the folding fan, showing the fan's wild cursive calligraphy, and said lightly: "I am in the next place, I don't know what Brother Chang has to say!"

"I heard that the first master of Shaolin Dharma Hall, Master Yanhui, once praised Your Excellency as a rare young master in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and has reached the realm of returning to the basics and Shenhua introverted.

Fu Xiangning and the others looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Master Yanhui's few words of praise would actually attract unruly madmen like Chang Aotian to come to challenge.

Walking the rivers and lakes is not for the sake of fame and fortune, and if you become famous, profit will naturally follow.

Master Yanhui has not taken a step out of Shaolin for decades, but he has a very high rank in the rivers and lakes. Intensive study of the Yijin Sutra, Gong Shen Creation, even the Shaolin abbot Yan Guangshi is ashamed of himself, as if he is already a master of the rivers and lakes.

More than 20 years ago, the seven sons of Wudang visited Shaolin, and the Tiangang Beidou sword formation skills were astonishing, and Master Yanhui just praised it well, which has already made the seven sons of Wudang shine, and since then they have moved the rivers and lakes. This time, Master Yanhui was amazed, and did not hesitate to praise him, holding Fang Baiyi to a height that has been rare for hundreds of years, how could he not make the eyes of people in the rivers and lakes hot.

These words spread out of the rivers and lakes, and immediately caused a lot of noise, young chivalrous warriors like Chang Aotian, arrogant, all of them don't want to find Fang Baiyi to compete, if they win one and a half moves, wouldn't it be famous in the rivers and lakes, spread all over the world.

Fang Baiyi sighed, shook his head secretly, and smiled bitterly, people in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves, could it be like this? People sit at home, and disaster comes from the sky.

"Brother Chang misunderstood, the incident happened suddenly, Master Yanhui just wanted to balance the forces of all parties present, and needed an outsider to intervene in it, so he praised a few words, so as to block the mouths of all forces, so as not to make waves again, it is definitely not as the rumors said, Fang Mou's slight skills, how dare he praise this, and I hope Brother Chang will not be entangled in this. ”

Fang Baiyi was not shocked by the honor and disgrace, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Chang Aotian was suddenly stunned, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't expect Fang Baiyi to be so humble, avoiding a fight, and not caring about his reputation at all.

"Fang Baiyi, could it be that you look down on Chang and disdain to compete with Chang Mou?" Chang Aotian's eyes turned cold, and he said.

His eyes condensed slightly, and became deeper, Fang Baiyi said lightly: "Brother Chang is famous for his swordsmanship, and as soon as he debuted, he beheaded masters such as Mobei Shuangxiong under the sword, and he was already famous. ”

"Since this is the case, then you will accept Chang's challenge, and we will choose a day to compete with the sword!"

Fang Baiyi shook his head slowly, and said, "I have no intention of doing this, let alone intervene in the battle for fame and fortune on the rivers and lakes, and please Brother Chang not to be strong." ”

"Hahaha, Fang Baiyi, what Chang wants to do, no one can stop him, even if it is difficult for a strong man, he will not hesitate to do it. Chang Aotian laughed wildly and shouted.

Seeing Chang Aotian being aggressive, Fu Xiangning frowned, and his heart was already full of anger. Unable to lose, he looked indifferent, stretched out his hand to hold the unsheathed long knife, and the little pity grabbed the short sword, slapped the case, his apricot eyes widened, and he glared angrily at Chang Aotian, just waiting for Fu Xiangning to give an order, and he was going to teach this arrogant Tibetan sword boy a lesson.

Chang Aotian turned a blind eye, and still said to himself: "Fang Baiyi, if you don't dare to accept Chang's challenge, as long as you write a word to Chang in public at the Double Ninth Day, at the World Heroes Conference, Chang will no longer be embarrassed by you, how about it?"

"Presumptuous!"

"Too much deception!"

The little poor and couldn't afford to lose were furious, and they all stepped forward, and they were about to shoot with their swords raised.

Fu Xiangning saw that Fang Baiyi was humiliated by this, and she couldn't help it, slapped the table with her hand, and shouted: "Little poor can't afford to lose, kill this arrogant and ignorant puppet for me, I have my own person in the Hidden Sword Villa." ”

"Wait!"

Fang Baiyi stretched out his hand to stop the little pity and couldn't afford to lose, and a trace of anger exploded in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Chang Aotian, Fang Mou took your challenge, and competed in public at the Ninety-Nine Double Ninth World Heroes Conference, if Fang Mou lost, I will write you a big word of service, if you lose, ......"

"Chang Mou wrote you two big words, and since then, if you meet on the rivers and lakes, Chang Mou will retreat. Chang Aotian replied first.

Fang Baiyi shook his head, there was already a bit of chill in his tone, and said: "Where is there such a cheap thing, Chang Aotian, if you lose, I want you to sign a contract in public, sell yourself as a slave, and from now on, saddle up and wait for the dispatch." ”

"This ......" Chang Aotian suddenly hesitated.

Bow your head and admit defeat, even if it is a loss of reputation, it is also a battle for victory and defeat, and if you want to sell yourself as a slave, I am afraid that there will be no day to turn over, even if you kill Fang Baiyi in the future, I am afraid that you will not be able to wash away the identity of this entourage, and you will not be able to bear the infamy of killing the lord and being disloyal.

As the young master of the Tibetan Sword Villa, if he succumbs to others, he is afraid that he will ruin the face of the Tibetan Sword Villa too much and will not be able to bear it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Fu Xiangning suspiciously.

The appearance of the country and the city, the tassel hairpin, the beaded flower earrings, all of them are precious and extraordinary, sitting on the bench behind the table, but it is difficult to hide its magnificence, and it is possible to find the Tibetan Sword Villa to say one or two, I am afraid that it is also a shallow origin.

"The surname Chang is that you want to find Fang Gongzi to compete, but now you don't dare to make a gambling contract, don't you want to be a shrunken turtle? If that's the case, you, the son of the hidden sword, Chang Aotian, are afraid that he will change to Chang Turtle, the shrunken son, in the future. Seeing that he was silent, the little pity was angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Chang Aotian's thick eyebrows were raised, but he had already made up his mind, and shouted: "Okay, Chang should go!"

Before the words fell, I suddenly heard footsteps coming one after another.

A group of more than ten black-clothed people divided into two columns, stepped into the door of the inn, and walked straight to Fang Baiyi and the others. Wearing a hat on his head, hanging a shoulder-length black veil, covering his face, the long sword shone with cold light, horizontal in front of his eyes, and the killing intent filled the air.

"Fang Baiyi, hand over the lock on the Linglong treasure box, spare you from death, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness!"