A long sword silently handed out and sealed Wen Zhongyu's blade, but a pleasant jingle sound was heard.

If the two white-clothed women in front of them are handsome, the young man who came out to block the sword for the two of them can only be said to be as good-looking as Pan An, slender and graceful.

The young man held Wen Zhongyu's long sword in his hand to dissolve Wen Zhongyu's soft sword, and said with a smile: "One hand makes two kinds of swords, steel and soft, and he can use it so handily, but he is also a rare martial arts rookie;

The young man glanced at Wen Zhongyu and threw his sword to a woman in white, and said: "Our people in Baihushan are not arrogant and unreasonable people, this is a wine shop, and it is natural to do business for the people of the world, I am afraid that it is only that it has the intention to come in, and it is just that it has no intention of dining, let it in!" The young man turned around and floated in.

The second girl at the door was stunned, holding a long sword inexplicably, but she still quickly responded respectfully. The blank expressions of the two may have been because they failed to understand the young man's words, or maybe it was because the behavior of the young man today made people too surprised.

A woman wondered, "What should I do with this sword?"

The young man turned around again and smiled: "What's the fuss about a handful of broken copper and iron things, we can still see this kind of goods in White Camel Mountain, give it to him!"

The young man is naturally the so-called young master in the mouths of women.

The second daughter respectfully stepped forward with her sword and laughed in unison: "Return the sword of the prince, please enter the store!"

Wen Zhongyu has never seen a proud young man like the young master of White Camel Mountain in the world, and his gestures are all elegant to the extreme, although his words are full of arrogance, but there is an inviolable majesty between his eyebrows, and he can't help but have a sense of simplicity and obscenity in his heart, and his pride and anger have disappeared without a trace, and he silently put away the soft sword and took the long sword;

A woman sneered and said, "The prince is so unreasonable, if others don't let you in, you will draw your sword and fight each other, my young master has allowed you to enter the store, you are hesitant! You are such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, is it possible that the men in the Central Plains are so virtuous?"

Wen Zhongyu snorted coldly, and strode into the store with his sword held high.

The two women in white didn't stop each other.

The shop is brightly lit, but there is only one table of customers. Needless to ask, the guest at this table is naturally the young master of White Camel Mountain, that is, the young man from Fangcai. Many women in white stood behind the young man and watched Wen Zhongyu. The young man ate and drank slowly, and a pair of bright ink-like eyes also looked at Wen Zhongyu curiously, and saw every movement of Wen Zhongyu when he came in, as if he was admiring a plaything.

Wen Zhongyu has never been embarrassed in front of everyone, he can't even make up his mind where he should sit; his body is hot, the sweat beads on his face can flow down, but his back feels cold, and the palm of the hand holding the sword is also wet.

In the end, Lao Tzu is a hero, Wen Zhongyu, who is not weak, showed his due sharpness after a little determination, and strode forward and sat down on a table opposite the young master of White Camel Mountain, and the sword rested on the table.

Wen Zhongyu smiled slightly at the young master of White Camel Mountain, and said loudly: "Xiao Er, half a catty of high-quality beef, half a catty of high-quality mutton, and two taels of wine from Shuanggou Town!"

The young master of White Camel Mountain glanced at Wen Zhongyu, grabbed a cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "It's not a coincidence, there is no second table for this table of dishes in the store today." If you don't believe it, brother, you can see for yourself!"

Wen Zhongyu looked at the counter according to his words, the shopkeeper and a few juniors were all squatting there against the counter without blood, drooping their heads and not moving, their feelings were that there was a huge poisonous scorpion lying on the door of each person's head! The two poisonous insects lay motionless on the table, and the young master's two fingers were striking them in a knotted manner.

Wen Zhongyu snorted coldly and stared coldly at the young master of White Camel Mountain.

The young master of White Camel Mountain laughed, nodded to the seat next to him, and said with a smile: "If you don't dislike it, how about Brother Tai please sit here and dine together?"

Wen Zhongyu got up, grabbed the long sword, stepped forward and sat down, and put the sword on the table with a "snap".

A woman in white was about to step forward and take Wen Zhongyu's sword.

Wen Zhongyu held it down with one hand and said with a smile: "What, there are so many people in your White Camel Mountain, and the worms are here, are you still afraid that I will be alone?"

The young master of White Camel Mountain laughed, waved his hand to retreat, and said to Wen Zhongyu with a smile: "Brother Tai is so admirable and courageous! Yes, my White Camel Mountain has always behaved strangely, and I don't pay attention to right and wrong when using poison, and the reputation on the rivers and lakes is not very good, this may just be the difference in each other's customs! Today, I am fortunate to be able to meet Brother Tai here, and I should have toasted three glasses in Xia, but I don't know if Brother Tai dares to drink the wine brought from the Western Regions!"

The young master of White Camel Mountain poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Wen Zhongyu.

Wen Zhongyu glanced at it, the wine was thick, dark red, and it seemed that there was a body of something that had not melted away, but a strong fragrance came to his nose.

Wen Zhongyu's stomach was so glutinous that he almost vomited. Wen Zhongyu's first feeling was crimson blood, maybe it was also mixed with the unique poison of the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions. White Camel Mountain has always been famous for its deep scheming and poisonous spicy. This is something that Wen Zhongyu has to guard against.

The young master of White Camel Mountain stared at Wen Zhongyu tightly, grabbed a poisonous insect with one hand and dipped it in the cup. The mucus covered in the poison, the mouth smacked and crackled, and the young master of the White Camel Mountain took another sip of wine as if he didn't see it, and said with a smile: "I have never been to the Central Plains, and I have never drunk the wine of the Central Plains;

The young master of White Camel Mountain grabbed the two poisons. The two poisons crawled slowly on the wrists of the young master, licking each other.

Wen Zhongyu smiled slightly, and he didn't see too much fear, he looked at the young master of White Camel Mountain, and he thought that I, Wen Zhongyu, have no grievances with you White Camel Mountain, and you White Camel Mountain will not put me to death when we meet for the first time, there is no reason for this; furthermore, since you claim to be the descendant of White Camel Mountain, do you not know about the matter of coming to Nanling Qianyuan to compete for the Purple Gold Order, don't you know that Wenjiazhuang is near here; besides, you can't die if you die, and you can't lose the face of the Wen family.

Wen Zhongyu reached out to pick up the glass of wine.

The young master of White Camel Mountain pressed the glass of wine with one hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai, you have to think clearly before making a decision, whether to drink this glass of wine or not, you and I are still friends, and this does not prevent you and me from having the honor to meet today!"

Wen Zhongyu laughed, stretched out his hand to take the glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just a glass of wine, it's just a big deal!"

Wen Zhongyu took a sip and dried.

Not to mention, the strong aroma of the wine in the mouth has not gone for a long time, and after the stomach is settled, it does not have the ferocious strength of the Central Plains liquor, and it cannot be said that Qing Daoming is comfortable.

The young master of White Camel Mountain clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, what does Brother Tai think of my White Camel Mountain's wine, do you want another glass?"

Wen Zhongyu said with a smile: "How can a glass of wine show that you and I are fortunate to meet, and I can't express my respect for the young master without three glasses of wine!"

The young master of White Camel Mountain laughed and said, "Okay, Brother Tai is a hero! Every time Brother Tai drinks a glass of wine today, he should serve a glass of wine to him, and he will also order the maid under him to take off her skirt and shirt until her eyes are full of spring, and she will never disappoint Brother Tai, how about it?"

Wen Zhongyu's face was red, and he hurriedly looked up at the white-clothed women opposite. The maids of White Camel Mountain are all charming and delicate, and they don't feel full of spring. Wen Zhongyuqi laughed and said, "Since it is the young master who is the east, the guest is the master!"

Wen Zhongyu secretly tried to dissolve the alcohol in his body.

The young master of the White Camel Mountain glanced back at his white-clothed maid, laughed, and turned back and said: "Yes, the men in the world are generally virtuous, and who can resist the white-clothed girl of my White Camel Mountain!"

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