The voice fell, and suddenly a few sounds, and in the hall of the tavern, several lights suddenly went out. For a moment www.biquge.info the voices of surprise and doubts came from everywhere, and the drinkers all stood up in the dark.

The eight people and two Taoists here also stood up immediately. Zhuo Yangu reached out to support the knife on his waist, and even the little Taoist priest grabbed the remnant sword used for the method - saying that it was a remnant sword, but because it was not made for fighting, it was not a weapon.

He didn't know what the sound of gold and iron that came from a distance in front of him in the darkness of only a few breaths of time when he was holding his sword meant by the sound of gold and iron clanging not far away. And what he didn't know was what the strong wind behind him that was getting closer and closer to him would cause him to be in a situation.

Holding a sword is just a subconscious self-preservation, and for a teenager who has never really practiced martial arts, being in such a chaotic situation is actually fatal at any time.

When he realized it, he was already in a sharp pain in his back. But before the pain seemed to grow, he felt like someone had taken him. Even so, he almost threw himself to the ground in an instant—had it not been for the sudden flash of a lamp in a corner, which had awakened him for a moment, and he thought that the pain would have been enough to cause him to fall asleep.

The young Taoist priest held his will, the remnant sword in his hand waved indiscriminately, turned around to see who the person who attacked him was, but encountered a flash of cold light that attacked him twice - the cold light collided with the remnant sword, he took three steps back, but the opponent was so fast that he could parry, the second move followed, the young man had already panicked, and shouted Master, but Master didn't know when he was separated by the chaotic fight.

The little Taoist priest, who had no way out, suddenly tightened his wrist and was pinched by someone. He wanted to turn back but couldn't, this man had already brought the sword in his hand to meet the swift and cold attack. The sword in the young man's hand trembled like a swimming snake, his eyes were dazzled, and he didn't even obey the call of his arms, the whole person seemed to be in a fog, and only heard a few sounds of gold and iron, and then he vaguely saw the person on the other side with a look of resentment and retreated. The man behind him breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his wrist, and he also let out a sigh of relief, and when he looked out for his master in the crowd, he saw that he was also protected by someone, and let go of his heart, and fell asleep again.

He didn't know how long the "sword robbery" he had "prophesied" lasted long. It seemed to be very soon—he was carried to a stool and removed from his shirt to check the injury. He couldn't tell whether he had been slashed or slapped, and he only felt numb and a little dazed in pain.

When you open your eyes completely, your mind is clear. The right people and things that are not on the number are all corresponding. Yes, at the moment when the lights went out, people came out of the window and in the hall, and made a move on one of the eight people—the person who was dressed in white and was called "Cheng Zuo". In the moment of light, he remembered that he saw Cheng Zuo being besieged by many people, and everyone around him was also fighting-it seemed that many people had come from the other side. As for himself, he was the first to be attacked from behind by someone - it was the man named Xu Shan who finally found out and hurriedly came over to take it, and then the second person who attacked him again when the lights were on, and the man who held his wrist and carried his sword to block two swords for himself - he didn't see it clearly, only glimpsed that it was a little black sleeve - or at most a little dark red. That's—probably the one who left his own, what they called the "Single Pioneer"?

Is he okay?Cheng Fangyu's voice asked.

No big deal. Gan Sijia's voice said. After receiving some palm power, fortunately Team Leader Xu was able to pick it up quickly.

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest felt that he was being patted by him, could he sit up?

Hmm, yes. The little Taoist priest was naturally not to be outdone, and hurriedly pulled on his clothes and sat up. Still, I'm a little dizzy.

He has no internal skills, so I'm afraid he still works very hard. Cheng Fangyue said, turning to the old Taoist on the other side who had not spoken for a long time.

Where did the two of you stay? It is better to take the disciples to rest first. He said.

My master and apprentice are at peace with what they encounter, and there is no place to stay. The expression on the old man's face didn't seem to be nervous because of the apprentice's injury, and he asked, "Are you all right?"

We're all fine. Cheng Fangyue smiled. The two of us don't know each other, and this adventure reminds us that it is really a bit dangerous, so don't do it next time.

The most dangerous thing is not limited to this. Zhuo Yan on the side picked up the broken sword that fell to the ground and returned it to the old Taoist, but said to the young man, if you don't know martial arts, don't wave this kind of thing around, you know?

The young man had already affirmed in his heart that he was the one who grabbed his wrist, and said with a red face, Thank you for saving me, otherwise I would have been cut into pieces.

As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to remember something, his face changed, he lifted his sleeves, and his face suddenly turned gray.

I...... It's mine......

They saw that he had a layer of crumbs on his wrists—a layer of powder from the dry grass and leaves. No one knew that he had ever worn a straw "bracelet" on his wrist.

How...... What should I do? The young man who was injured and didn't snort much more suddenly had an expression of wanting to cry at this moment, which made everyone a little confused.

There's something very precious about this baby. On the side, the old man opened his mouth to explain for him. It was a coarse straw ring, which he wore around his neck when he was a child, and when he was older, he wore it on his wrist, which was his amulet, and he had been with him for many years—but the blades of grass were dry and fragile, and the little apprentice himself knew that it would not be long in coming, but he was careful to protect it every day. The man who resisted his opponent with a sword didn't know that he had this thing on his wrist, and he crushed it when he used his strength - this matter is nothing.

Master...... The young man stopped talking, bit his lip, and said, "Didn't you say that, if I didn't have it, I would ...... You can't turn evil into good fortune!

Wouldn't it have turned evil for you this time? If it hadn't been for someone holding it there to block your opponent, wouldn't it have been bad for you?

Tsk, don't say that, sir. Zhuo Yan had already begun to scratch her head. We can't afford to break such an important thing as Xiaodao Chang, but don't remember us if anything happens to this little baby in the future.

You...... You...... But...... The little Taoist priest tried his best to endure it, but the tears still hung up. Zhuo Yan was really surprised at this moment. A dead grass ring, why is it so?

Cheng Fang took a step forward, leaned over and said, I really didn't know that you had such an important thing on your wrist, otherwise Shicai wouldn't have used so much force-it's just that that man's murder weapon came too fast, and I didn't even have time to stop it for you, so I could only borrow the sword in your hand......

The little Taoist priest was slightly stunned, his eyes widened and he saw that Cheng Fangyu's sleeve was stained dark red, and he was shocked in his heart. Fit is ...... Is that you? I thought it was...... Then you......

He was speechless for a while, not knowing if it was his blood on his sleeve or someone else's, and he looked at Zhuo Yan again. Oh yes. He said secretly in his heart. That single pioneer has a knife in his own hand, how can he hold my wrist again.

You still can't think about it. The old Taoist priest smiled a little and said to the young man. There is nothing in this world that can protect you for a lifetime. After wearing it for so many years, it's time to return to dust, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come, this truth - you still don't understand?

Hey, I think so. Zhuo Yan smiled and touched the back of her waist, as if she had found something. You destroyed a talisman, I'll give you another. As he spoke, the contents of his hand were in the palm of the young man's palm. Hide it, it's worth some money, don't break it again.

The young man subconsciously took it in his hand, spread out his palm and looked closely, it turned out to be a jade pendant. Before he could speak, Cheng Fangyue had already changed color and said sharply, Shan Jiquan, how can you give this thing away casually?

What does it matter?Zhuo Yan raised her eyes and looked at him.

The sect leader gave this jade pendant to your single family, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to take it out as a favor!

Single Pioneer. Xu Shan also said. This thing is given to outsiders...... I'm afraid it's not appropriate.

The young Taoist priest listened to their quarrel, and naturally understood that such a valuable thing could not be taken casually, and before the old Taoist priest could speak, he stuffed the thing back very well and said, I don't want this.

Zhuo Yan laughed and said, you don't have a talisman, but you don't want to give mine, so what should I do?-Cheng Zuo, you caused something and didn't let me do favors, so you can see for yourself how to solve it?

This one...... Cheng Fangyu also thought about it for a while, and then thought of it, and said, Okay, fortunately, I still have something on me that I can give to you...... Little brother, bring your sword.

The young Taoist priest didn't know why, so he handed the sword over. Cheng Fangyu took out a sword spike from his arms and tied it to the sword for him.

What is this? The little Taoist priest obviously didn't understand the meaning of the sword spike, let alone that a good sword spike was not easy to obtain, so he just asked curiously.

Cheng Fangyue smiled and said, a sword spike, you can like it.

This hero doesn't seem to use a sword, this thing must be a gift from a friend, I'm afraid it's not good to give it to a young apprentice? The old Taoist priest hesitated slightly.

It's really not mine. Cheng Fangyu said. The person who practiced medicine and had been treated by her for a while for an eye disease wanted to show his gratitude before leaving a few days ago and left this sword spike. He is a master of swordsmanship, and he knows that we don't use swords, and he also said that if you meet someone who is destined, you can give it away. Since this little brother is accompanied by a sword, it is given to you, and it can be regarded as fate.

The young man's face was happy, and he went to look at the old man, hoping that the look on his face was positive. Zhuo Yan said casually, the master of swordsmanship you are talking about is Xia Zheng, right? I seem to have seen his sword spike.

It was this casual remark, and the expression of the old Dao, who had originally signaled approval, suddenly froze, and his face became extremely ugly.

We can't ask for this sword spike. His tone was suddenly cold, and he stretched out his hand from Cheng Fangyu and almost snatched the sword, dismantling the sword spike and sending it back. Thank you for your trouble, the matter of the apprentice is just a trivial matter, please don't take it to heart. We've been bothering for a long time, so let's leave it at that!

Everyone and the young man were slightly stunned. Why did the old Taoist who had always been "at peace with what he encountered" suddenly want to leave? Why did he refuse to accept it, although it was not easy to obtain, but it was not necessarily a small sword spike that was so precious that it was geometrical? If he objected, he could have spoken out long before Cheng Fangyue put it on, so why did he have to remove it later?

You guys go now?Zhuo Yan said. The little baby is injured, and those people don't know if they will find you trouble again, so why don't you go with us later-

Before the words fell, I saw that the old Taoist head was shaking like a rattle. Seeing that he insisted on leaving, everyone couldn't say anything more.

The nearest inn is also two quarters of an hour away. Zhuo Yan said. I think I'll give you a ride.

Don't you want to run - the wine hasn't finished yet!" Pang Ye shouted.

All you can think about is drinking? Zhuo Yan was a little helpless. But you are still going to drink it?

Cheng Fangyu had already instructed him: Pang Ye, you go and see them off, and come back after confirming that they are safe.

Zhuo Yan reacted very quickly: Xu Shan, you go too, the two of them will take care of it.

In fact, what he wanted in his heart was to quickly invite this anti-water subordinate away--one less person to irrigate himself to be one person.

After the four people set off, and there were only six people left when they sat down, Zhuo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, there are only three of them here today. He said this sentence that he had repeated with Qiu Guanghan later. If all six are there, then you must bring six, and I will bring six, a total of fourteen people to drink, and thirteen of you will pour me one - I will be drunk in one lap!

Cheng Fangyu just teased coldly, you also know what it means to betray relatives.

Zhuo Yan smiled. Because of the fight, more than half of the people in the restaurant were missing, and the tables, chairs, cups and cups were all thrown upside down, and the store dared to be angry.

It seems that doing business here, there is no backer and it is not easy to mix. Zhuo Yan said, bending down to straighten her original stool. Gan Sijia has already beckoned the store to come and rearrange the table. Do you want to pay me some money in the future, and I will send someone to help you look at the tavern?

Cheng Fangyu didn't speak, and naturally despised him for a long time in his heart, and the chaos in his heart today was actually caused by us, and probably only he could talk to people like this without changing his face.

The Qinglong Sect is in the Huizhou area, and it is true that there is some business to maintain, and it seems that there is a general behavior of charging "viewing fees" like this, but there are not many, most of them are voluntary, and they come to the door to find a protection to rely on, or when there is a big event, they come to the town. This tavern is not too far from the Qinglong Valley, although it has nothing to do with the Qinglong Sect, but others will naturally think that there is the Qinglong Sect behind it, and ordinary ruffians and hooligans do not dare to make trouble casually;

But this time-even the shopkeepers could see that the gang not only came to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, but also specifically targeted the people of the Blue Dragon Sect - it seemed that the Green Dragon Sect did not have the upper hand this time, and even let the group of people go like this. The store owner naturally had to make two more calculations in his heart, and he didn't say a word about the "payment" mentioned by Zhuo Yan.

The tables and chairs were neat, the food and wine were heavy—the six of them were still seated. Cheng Fang saw that Zhuo Yanfang's words seemed to have touched a nose, and he gloated a little in his heart, saying, Shan Xianfeng has always been shrewd, but there are still times when he hits a wall. (To be continued.) )