On the desert, Yang Feng went all the way to the north, the mood was agitated, sometimes a long howl, sometimes extremely fast, occasionally passing by the camel team, causing the merchants to come and go in amazement, thinking that God!

When it was almost dark, after passing the desert, we approached the city of Zhuoya. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Feng searched in the city for a long time, found an inn opened by Han people, walked in, and found that there were many Central Plains people inside, and the business of the inn was surprisingly good.

"Little Er, a jar of wine, half a catty of beef!"

Yang Feng said hello to the shopkeeper and sat down at a table alone, still guessing the origin of the old man in Tsing Yi in his heart.

In the inn, the voices of people were noisy, where could Yang Feng calm down? After pondering for a long time, he shook his head and sighed, and couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart.

After about half a cup of tea, Xiao Er shouted and brought a plate of beef, and then hugged a jar of wine and greeted Yang Feng.

Yang Feng made a fuss in the Persian Sect, not only did he not take revenge, but he lost the Heavenly Sword, and at this time he was depressed and melancholy!

"Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow!"

Yang Feng put down the wine bowl, grabbed the wine jar and raised his head to drink, Yaxing was furious, and couldn't help but say a long word.

The inn was quiet for a while, someone sneered twice, and then it resumed noisy, Yang Feng didn't care, he still drank and groaned, and everyone got used to it for a while!

"Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person!"

"His grandmother's, if you want to go out, get out quickly, and let me not let Lao Tzu drink. In the corner, a man in blue wearing a black gauze hat shouted roughly, and beside him, there were two guests in the same costume, one in sackcloth and one in gray.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "This inn is not opened by you, why do you let the master out?"

"Little rabbit cub, you dare to be presumptuous in front of Lao Tzu!" said the man in blue angrily.

"Old dog, who are you scolding!"

"Scolding you. ”

Yang Feng put down the wine jar, stroked his palms and smiled, "Yes, yes, the old dog is scolding me!"

The man in blue stood up suddenly, slammed the table with a "snap".

"Third child, don't make too much trouble!" the gray-clothed man sitting to the right of the blue-clothed man coughed lightly and said in a deep voice.

When the man in blue heard this, he snorted coldly and sat down heavily, and the wooden squeak creaked!

Yang Feng was also out of interest, and drank by himself.

After a while, Yang Feng got up, only to find that the burden had been lost during the fight in the Persian Sect, and his brows furrowed.

"Xiao Er, how much do you think these two tokens are worth?"

"Don't be kidding, officer, these two things look good, but who knows if they're worth it? The shopkeeper said with a cold face.

Yang Feng looked embarrassed and said, "Where do I have silver!"

There was a burst of laughter in the inn, and the shopkeeper shouted, "What kind of wine are you here to drink without money?" brothers, come out!"

"Wait! I'll pay for this brother's wine and meat. ”

Yang Feng and the shopkeeper looked at the sound, but saw a middle-aged man sitting at the table next to him, holding an ink painting folding fan in his right hand, like a scholar in Wenjing, dressed in purple, looking at the two of them with a smile and saying, like a spring breeze.

Yang Feng was about to thank him, but the purple-clothed guest stood up, threw a gold ingot to the shopkeeper, and said arrogantly, "Don't look for it", and the shopkeeper left with a happy smile.

"How can this be? Dare to ask the name of Brother Tai!"

Yang Feng saw him walking towards him, and hurriedly asked with his fists.

The purple-clothed guest smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say", picked up the two holy flame orders next to Yang Feng's table, looked at them for a long time, and put them in his hands!

"Brother Yang Feng, this is a good thing, you still have to put it away!" said the purple-clothed guest.

"Oh, Brother Tai knows my name, if you like this Holy Flame Order, take it!" Yang Feng said curiously.

"Hahaha, no one in the Central Plains Martial Arts doesn't know the name of Brother Yang. As for these two Holy Flame Orders, I, Yi Tianhao, have never won people's love!" Yi Tianhao said with a light shake of the ink fan.

Seeing this, Yang Feng no longer insisted, accepted two holy fire orders, and sat with Yi Tianhao to drink two jars of wine.

"Brother Yi, you are also from the martial arts, right?" asked Yang Feng.

Yi Tianhao smiled, "I'm just from the Shanye Sect, and I'm not comparable to Brother Yang!"

When Yang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Yi Daxia is modest, who doesn't know that in the past few years, a character known as 'Flash' has appeared on the rivers and lakes, and he is very good at the magic of purple glow thunderbolt, no fast and unbreakable, as fast as lightning!"

At this time, someone at a table not far away spoke up.

"Oh, do you recognize me?" Yi Tianhao looked at the man, an old man with a mustache.

But he saw that the old man drank a glass of wine, stared at the wine glass in his hand and continued, "Why don't I recognize you, I can recognize you even if you turn to ashes!"

When the man said a "ember", Yi Tianhao's face suddenly changed, and he stood up in a daze.

said that it was too late, and then fast, a wine glass dripping and spinning towards Yi Tianhao's temple, Yi Tianhao really as the old man said, it was really fast as lightning, as fast as the wind, I saw him tilt his head back slightly at the same time, his left hand appeared out of thin air, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and clamped the wine glass, let the wine glass come extremely fiercely, Yi Tianhao didn't care at all.

The old man took advantage of Yi Tianhao's dodging, pulled out the long knife in his hand, stepped on a few tables and flew towards him, shouting, "Today, the old man will let you pay for the lives of more than 100 people in Chenjiazhuang, Taiyuan, Shanxi!"

Yi Tianhao shouted: "Who is Your Excellency, why did you frame me?"

The eight-character bearded old man saw Yang Feng blocking in front of him, shouted "Get out of the way", and then sneered at Yi Tianhao.

"Who is the old man? I'm afraid you didn't expect it, the old man is the younger brother of the owner of Chenjiazhuang, Chen Sanxiao, the king of the Black Yama!

As soon as these words came out, there were twenty or thirty people present who were all famous in the Central Plains martial arts, and they were surprised when they heard it.

"What, he is the Black Yama King Chen Sanxiao, that is the ruthless character who made the rivers and lakes frightened ten years ago! Isn't he quitting the rivers and lakes!" someone muttered.

"Black Yama King Chen San smiled, smiled at the wind and clouds, laughed at the mountains and rocks, and sent the palace of the King of Yama with three smiles!" exclaimed the blue-clothed man who reprimanded Yang Feng before.

Yi Tianhao shook his right hand, put away the ink fan and said, "Even if Your Excellency is a famous person ten years ago, you can't be so indiscriminate and wronged for no reason!"

Chen San smiled and saw that Yang Feng was still standing there, and scolded, "Do you let it or not?"

Yang Feng frowned, had the intention to resolve this misunderstanding, and persuaded, "Senior, let's sit down and figure things out first, I don't think Brother Yi is the kind of person you said." ”

ps: There is another chapter around eight o'clock, adding a more to the gentle chivalry of the lightning fast hand.