The man was dressed in white, holding a paper fan in his hand, he was as rich as jade, and he looked better than Pan An. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And the woman is a snow on her skin, her face is like a peach blossom, she is wearing a purple dress, a big coat on the outside, and a sword on her waist. It is also the family that is either rich or noble.

The two of them were standing in front of the door at the moment, whispering something, the man whispered, and the woman frowned slightly, as if she was very dissatisfied.

Now Luo Qing has smart ears and eyes, so he can naturally hear the conversation between the two.

I only heard the woman say: "A pickled little guy, just drive it away, why bother." ”

The man smiled and said, "Poor sister, don't be angry, what kind of identity do you and I have, just a table, if you use it, I'm afraid that others will gossip about our Wuliang Mountain, it's not good." ”

The first half of the man's words were whispered, but the second half of the words made the whole hall hear clearly.

Obviously, this man did this on purpose, and he said that he would not overwhelm people with force, but the words he said made the whole hall buzz.

"It turns out that these two are disciples of Wuliang Mountain. ”

"Although Wuliang Mountain is not as famous as the five major sects, the disciples of the sect are all highly capable, and even those five major sects dare not provoke easily. ”

"Hehe, I see that yellow-faced child, it's better to apologize and give up your seat quickly, otherwise you will have to suffer a little. ”

"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter if you suffer a little, don't lose your life, tsk..."

Some of these people show sympathy, some are gloating, and they don't care about themselves, but no matter how they talk about it, no one dares to speak out to help.

Luo Qing also heard those words clearly, and couldn't help frowning.

"Hey, boy, my son-in-law is one of the eight princes of the Heavenly Sword Son, my son-in-law is kind, you don't know how to lift it. Seeing that Luo Qing was silent, the scholar thought that he was afraid, so he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said loudly again.

"Tsk, it turned out to be the Heavenly Sword Prince. What a handsome boy. ”

"I heard that this heavenly sword boy is a young master in the world. ”

"That's it, that's it, I've heard people say that this Heavenly Sword Boy, with an immeasurable divine sword, made it superb, once killed thirty-six masters of the Tianma Gang with one person and one sword, and killed the Tianma Gang overnight. ”

"Hey, I said that yellow-faced child, don't get out of here quickly, don't spoil the drunkenness of the Heavenly Sword Prince. ”

"It's just, don't get out of here..."

Those words of discussion, the Heavenly Sword Gongzi naturally heard it, only to see him hug his head, smile chicly, and said to everyone: "It is the Heavenly Sword Gongzi Mo Changsheng, who came to Luoyang today to participate in the water and land conference, but he came late, and there was no seat, I just want to invite this little brother to give up a seat, what is wrong, please also invite this little brother Haihan." ”

After that, Mo Changsheng, the sword boy, saluted Luo Qing casually, and his words were very beautiful, but his demeanor was no different from charity.

"Heavenly Sword Prince, if you don't dislike it, a few people will sit at our table. "A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar invited.

"Heavenly Sword Prince, sit at our table. ”

"yes, sit down at our table. ”

When everyone heard that it was really the Heavenly Sword Prince, they couldn't help but be moved, and they slapped their horses and whiskers.

"Hehe, Mo thanked you for your kindness. Tianjian Gongzi smiled casually, thanked everyone for their kindness, and said: "You have a good intention, but this time I brought my junior sister to participate in the water and land conference, it is a little inconvenient, if there is a fate next time, Mo will come to you again." ”

"Could it be that this is the daughter of the Infinite Sect Master, Miss Ding Lian?" said the thoughtful guess.

"Miss Ding Lian, she is unparalleled in beauty, comparable to a fairy. Someone else exclaimed.

Ding Lian is the daughter of Ding Hai, the sect leader of Wuliang Mountain, and her eyes are above the top on weekdays, and she is a little disdainful of everyone's praise, but which woman doesn't want to hear people praise her beauty, so she just nodded slightly, which can be regarded as an acknowledgement.

"Hehe, my junior sister is weak by nature and not good at talking to people, don't care. Heavenly Sword Gongzi still smiled.

"How dare you, it's really an honor for me to meet Heavenly Sword Gongzi and Miss Ding Lian. ”

Everyone stood aside respectfully, as if it was a great honor to be able to talk to the sword boy that day.

Heavenly Sword Gongzi smiled indifferently, as if he was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, and then said: "My junior sister likes to be quiet since she was a child, I think this little brother's seat is just right, but this little brother refuses to give in, so, forgive Mo for being abrupt." ”

"A little thing, how can it make the Heavenly Sword Gongzi and Miss Ding embarrassed, I will open the stele Wang Zhi, and immediately break the legs of this yellow-faced child and throw it out. ”

A strong man with a black face shouted: "You yellow-faced boy, you don't know how to lift, the Heavenly Sword Master has endured you many times, he doesn't want to meet you in general, and he doesn't get out by himself." ”

After that, Wang Zhitie, the stele opener, stretched out his palm, as fast as lightning, and grabbed Luo Qing's shoulder.

"This stele opener Wang Zhinai is an outstanding disciple of the iron master, who has practiced the big stele for more than 30 years, and a pair of iron palms open golden cracked stones, and he is a figure. ”

"I look at that yellow-faced boy, if he doesn't die, he will break a few bones. ”

"Hey, hey, what an uninteresting boy. ”

"Oh, why did you let Wang Zhi take the lead, this yellow-faced kid is really damned. ”

When everyone saw that Wang Zhi make a move, not only did they not stop it, but they were annoyed.

Heavenly Sword Gongzi and the other four watched the stele opener Wang Zhiling make a move, and they also looked at it with a smile, as if Luo Qing's life and death had nothing to do with them.

Everyone's words, Luo Qing heard it clearly, the audience talked about Wuliang Mountain, and then looked at everyone's attitude, Luo Qing knew that this Wuliang Mountain was not easy to mess with, and he still had the heart to leave. However, listening to the words of these people again, this thief who steals chickens can't help but be furious.

The first time, it was in the official road tea shed, Hu Qing, the seventh leader of Qinglong Mountain, who disagreed with each other, and was about to kill his own family, but fortunately, Xu Feiniang came out, so he avoided a catastrophe.

And now it's the second time, for the sake of a seat, I have to open my mouth to humiliate myself, and I want to break my legs and throw them out of the door.

Even the clay figurines also have three points of fire.

What's more, at this moment, the chicken thief already has the realm of meat training, the knife and gun are not injured, and he has the ability to have the strength of a thousand catties, and he is trying to try his skills.

"Well done. ”

Seeing that Wang Zhi, the stele opener, an iron palm was about to fall on his shoulder, Luo Qing used his true qi, shook Wang Zhi's iron palm, stretched out his left hand, pressed Wang Zhi's neck, and then lifted it high and fell to the ground suddenly.

Poor stele opener Wang Zhi, who was originally a yellow-faced child, was thin and weak, and dressed ordinarily, just a mortal. If you strike first, you will definitely be able to break your legs and throw them out of the door, so that you can not only raise your own prestige, but also climb the relationship between the Heavenly Sword of the Infinite Mountain.

However, what he didn't expect was that this seemingly thin yellow-faced child turned out to be a master of martial arts. True luck is full of the whole body, can shake open his own iron palm, in this world, he can be regarded as a second-rate master, although there are many people who can do this step, but, this yellow-faced child is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he has such a means, how can it not be surprising.

"Could it be a disciple of which sect?"

Before Wang Zhi, the stele opener, could understand, he felt a sharp pain coming, and a "bump" sounded, and his head fell to the ground.

The blood is as delicate as a flower, and the white teeth are flying like stones.

A big foot fell from the sky and stomped heavily on his face.