"Hey, look at the scholar in the white shirt, why has he been talking to himself since he entered the door? Just as the wine and food were served, and Ning Caichen moved his chopsticks, a young man in a green shirt at the next table said to the three companions.

"Senior Brother Mo, eat your food well, don't talk about others. Seeing Ning Caichen's gaze looking this way, a square-faced young man at the same table as the young man in green shirt smiled apologetically and turned his head to scold.

"Senior brother, I'm also telling the truth, the white-shirted scholar's behavior is very weird, and he doesn't look like a good person. Senior Brother Mo said unconvinced.

Li Dayou glared at him fiercely: "What others do is someone else's business, you don't have to talk nonsense, so as not to bring trouble to yourself." ”

"Trouble for yourself?" Mo Qingfeng smiled, raised his eyes to look at Ning Caichen, and asked, "Little scholar, you say it yourself, what trouble can you bring me!"

Looking at this young man in green shirts, Ning Caichen inexplicably remembered in his mind that in his previous life, he went to a food stall with a friend to drink, and when he was drinking, a friend glanced at a girl at the next table, and as a result, a man at the table became angry, rolled up his sleeves and came to their wine table to find trouble.

It's completely inexplicable and even unreasonable, two groups of people on both sides actually the beer bottles, and in the end, many people don't know why they can fight.

Another time, they had a class reunion and ate in a restaurant. Suddenly, a few people from another table ran over, and for no reason they wanted to toast to the female classmates among them.

They are all students with strong blood and strength, and newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, who is cowardly! Two groups of people beat up again on the spot, and several of them were finally sent to the hospital.

He had seen too much of all this in his previous life, but he didn't expect that he would encounter such an annoying and inexplicable situation when he was eating a meal in an ancient restaurant now, which made him feel a little unhappy in his heart.

Ning Caichen recalled his previous life, and naturally ignored Mo Qingfeng's question. This reflection in the eyes of the people at that table turned into a sign of arrogance.

"Boy, what kind of attitude do you have, do you know who we are?" As if he had never tried to be ignored, Mo Qingfeng stood up angrily, pointed to Ning Caichen's nose and said.

"Oh, who are you?" Ning Caichen said with a frown, awakened by his sharp voice.

"Dirt buns from the countryside. Mo Qingfeng pointed to his standard clothes: "I don't even know this dress, it's really blind to your tricks." ”

"The dress...... It is the standard costume of the inner disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, my God, we are actually lucky enough to meet so many young knights here today. At the beginning of the conversation between the two sides, the rest of the drinkers in the inn stopped talking, and now they looked at Mo Qingfeng's clothes according to his words, and suddenly someone with wide eyes exclaimed.

"What a powerful person that the inner disciple of the Iron Sword Sect must be! This scholar actually provoked them, and when it was over, he would at least have to cut off his hands and feet. Someone sighed.

Listening to the discussions of the drinkers in the hall and feeling the awe in their words, Mo Qingfeng felt a strong sense of superiority in his heart. It's just that when he looked at the scholar with this sense of superiority, he saw that this person was still calm and indifferent, and he was calm.

The sense of superiority in his heart was shattered by the knock, and Mo Qingfeng glared hatefully: "That white-shirted little girl, are you deaf and dumb, after knowing our identity, you dare to be so arrogant!"

Ning Caichen sighed and shook his head: "If reality is a movie, then you must be the most competent brain-dead accompanist, inexplicably provocative, constantly barking to provoke the audience's bad feelings towards you." Those who know understand that you have a flawed character, and those who don't know think that you are stupid and have just run out of the madhouse. ”

Although I don't know what this sentence means, even an honest person like Li Dayou can see that this is definitely not a good thing. So he was about to stop Mo Qingfeng's hand and quietly took it back.

"Little Niangpi, you are looking for death!" Mo Qingfeng's face turned red, and his heart was instantly filled with anger. Extremely angry, he got up from his seat and rushed towards Ning Caichen with a fierce momentum.

Ning Caichen sat upright and looked indifferently at the young man who was persecuted step by step: "Humanity is a mother if you have milk, I haven't breastfed you yet, you called your mother twice." But child, there seems to be a problem with your eyes, and you can see clearly, it is your father who is sitting here, not your mother. ”

"Poof...... One of the onlookers squirted out all the drinks, smiling and coughing repeatedly.

Under the pressure of the Iron Sword Gate, the rest of the drinkers didn't dare to laugh out loud, but the constantly twitching cheeks and rapidly shaking shoulders completely exposed their emotions at the moment.

Mo Qingfeng was already out of anger, and punched Ning Caichen's forehead: "Bitter and mean rotten Confucian, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, reverse black and white, watch me blow your head with one punch!"

Just looking at the power of this punch, Ning Caichen knew that he was not this guy's opponent, but he had the deeds of killing the thousand-year-old demon first, and he would not have the slightest timidity at this time.

The human emperor pen quietly slipped out of the cuffs, and Ning Caichen was full of muscles, ready to lean in the next moment, and cut off the opponent's head.

If you don't agree with the blood in five steps, the name of the scholar is really a puppet!

"Smack!" Just as Ning Caichen was about to get up, a fennel bean suddenly flew out of the corner of the lobby and hit Mo Qingfeng's fist, making a crisp sound.

The fist seemed to hit a mountain, and four fingers were broken in an instant, and a strong force that could not be resisted went down his arm and directly bombarded Mo Qingfeng's chest, causing it to fly upside down and slam heavily on a wine table.

Including Ning Caichen, everyone in the inn looked at the corner where the fennel beans flew out in amazement, only to see a middle-aged scholar with a dignified appearance and a tall figure smiling gently at everyone.

"Senior Brother Mo!" Li Dayou showed his skills, walked quickly to Mo Qingfeng's side, and took a look, but found that his hand bones were broken.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency who is sacred, and you dare to treat me like this to a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect!" Li Dayou said angrily.

The other two young men at the same table with him unsheathed their long swords and came to Li Dayou's side, pointing their swords at the middle-aged scholar.

"Unfortunately, I'm a Confucian student. The middle-aged scholar stood up and looked at the four people of the Iron Sword Sect with horizontal eyebrows: "At a young age, you rely on cultivation to be arrogant and domineering, bully others, and make trouble for no reason, and you Tiejian Sect don't know how to teach the disciples!"

Li Dayou's heart trembled, and he forced himself to calm down: "Dare to ask the name of the senior." ”

"My name is Li Yuantong, I don't have a good reputation, I'm just a disciple in the school. The middle-aged scholar picked up a fennel bean and ate it, and said lightly: "I advise you so-called people in the rivers and lakes, don't call Confucianism sour, Confucianism should not be humiliated!"

"Pretend!" a sword-wielding Iron Sword Sect disciple jumped up, his long sword waving a cold light and shooting at the middle-aged scholar.

"Smack!" was another crisp sound, or the sound of a broken bone was more appropriate, the long sword in the disciple's hand was shot down by a fennel bean, and the right hand holding the sword followed in Mo Qingfeng's footsteps.

Li Dayou pulled up the wailing junior brother and guarded him: "Seniors, juniors know that they are wrong, and I hope that the seniors will be magnanimous and let us go." ”

Li Yuantong turned his head: "Remember not to talk nonsense in the future, just take care of yourself." ”

"Boy, you wait for me, I won't let you go. Mo Qingfeng, who stood up with his right hand covered, looked at Ning Caichen and shouted in a vicious whisper.

"I've seen people who bully the weak and fear the hard, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you. Ning Caichen smiled and pointed at the middle-aged scholar: "The person who beat you is there, you threatened the wrong person." ”

Mo Qingfeng gritted his teeth and looked at him, if it weren't for the fracture of his right hand and Li Yuantong on his side, he couldn't wait to pull out his long sword now and slash this arrogant sour Confucian.

Just as the four of them were about to turn around and leave, they heard Ning Caichen say in a cold voice: "By the way, will I let you go?"

Twists and turns, wave after wave, the events that are happening now in the inn make all the spectators addicted in their hearts, and they all look at Ning Caichen with wide eyes, wanting to know what words this bold scholar will say.

"Scholar, you don't want to make more trouble, grabbed Mo Qingfeng, who was breathing fire in his eyes, and roared in a deep voice.

Ning Caichen's eyes were shining, shining: "I don't want to get an inch?" I thought you were the only good person in this arrogant crowd, but I didn't want you to just hide it deeply. ”

Li Dayou frowned, glanced at Li Yuantong, who was looking at them with a smile, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to do? Without this Senior Li here, it will be easy for us to clean up a down-and-out scholar for you!"

"What do you mean, I pretend to be someone else's power, a fox and a fake tiger?" Ning Caichen said, his expression suddenly straightened, and he said excitedly: "I never do that kind of thing to bully others, and I have lost my character in vain. I want to tell you one thing now, I Ning Caichen have written down today's humiliation, and I will definitely go to the Iron Sword Gate to seek justice from you in the future!"

"Coming to Japan?" Mo Qingfeng smiled: "Even if you are an unpopular cultivator, you still want to trouble us? I think this coming day is estimated to have to wait until we are old." ”

Ning Caichen grinned, revealing snow-white silver teeth: "Do you think I'm joking with you?" Since you have this kind of worry, then let's make an agreement, after half a month, I will definitely come to the door to challenge a few of you, I win, you need to kneel down and apologize, in order to calm the unhappiness in my heart." If you win, I will be at your disposal. ”

"Haha......" Mo Qingfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with a distorted face: "I'm afraid you won't come!"

The corners of Ning Caichen's mouth hooked slightly: "So, do you agree to this agreement?"

Mo Qingfeng sneered: "Idiot, since you want to die, we will fulfill you." Half a month later, the Iron Sword Gate will not be seen or dispersed!"