Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 677

Immediately there was a dead silence in the restaurant.

What made these people shut up was not only the woman's pungent personality, but also the aura of the sword just now, and the long sword in her hand that was as thin as a long needle but fierce in killing intent.

Anyone with the slightest wink could tell that the woman in the yellow shirt in front of her was not only impossible to be the plaything of a man as everyone said, but also very likely to be a descendant of a famous family from ten states.

"Girl is good at swordsmanship."

When everyone was silent, a man's hearty voice suddenly sounded in the restaurant.

I saw a man with a pale complexion, regular facial features, and a slightly thin figure who looked like a scholar came down from the restaurant.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed softly a few times as he walked, as if he had a hidden illness.

"Everyone, give me Kuixing Pavilion Song Yu a face, so don't embarrass this little girl."

After coughing a few times, the man clasped his fists to everyone sincerely.

Kuixing Pavilion Song Huan is very well-known in Shengzhou. In fact, he has just stepped downstairs, and many monks have recognized him.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, since Mr. Song opened his mouth, we won't pursue it."

"Anyone in Wuyang City can not give face, but Mr. Song must not be given face."

There were some people who were shocked by the woman in yellow shirt, so they just took advantage of the slope to go down the donkey path.

"Cough, cough, cough, thank you all for your love, cough, cough, cough, today everyone's water money is my Song."

Song Kui coughed and bowed his hands to the crowd to thank them.

"I've heard about Mr. Song's benevolence for a long time, but seeing him today really deserves his reputation."

All the drinkers in the restaurant cheered when they heard this.

"Everyone is serious."

Song Yan bowed his hands in embarrassment.

He was dressed in a gray Confucian shirt, coupled with his somewhat pale face, he looked like a weak scholar.

"The girl is a foreigner?"

That Song Kuan suddenly sat down in front of the woman in the yellow shirt.

"Don't mind your own business."

After the commotion just now, the woman in yellow shirt was half sober from the wine, but her mouth was still so unreasonable.

"Hahaha."

Song Yan smiled heartily again, and said indifferently:
"Since the girl is a guest, cough, cough, cough, as the host, I naturally want to fulfill the friendship of the landlord. How can I meddle in my own business?"

"I can't say enough about you, how do you like it, how do you say it."

The woman in the yellow shirt said while rubbing her temples while frowning, it seemed that her head hurt after drinking.

"Xiao Er, didn't you say that this millennium drunk is the strongest wine here? My girl, why am I still not drunk after drinking five or six jars? Are you trying to deceive me with wine mixed with water?"

Holding the wine jar on the table, Xiumei frowned.

"Hehe...cough, cough, cough, it turns out that the girl is also a drinker."

Before waiting for the waiter in the restaurant to reply, Song Yan suddenly spoke.

"I have half a jar of Baiyun wine upstairs. It is the strongest wine in ten states. Why don't you come up and drink with me?"

He continued.

The woman in the yellow shirt was a little impatient listening to him, but when she heard the word "Baiyun Noodles", her eyes suddenly lit up and she said:

"Is it really the white cloud brew of the autumn water?"

"Yes or no, the girl will know when she comes up and tastes it."

Song Yan stood up straight, and then walked upstairs while coughing.

"Just try it."

The woman in the yellow shirt curled her lips, put away her sword, and was about to follow Song Yan upstairs.

"I advise you, stay away from this Song Yu."

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly stopped her.

The woman in the yellow shirt looked back suspiciously when she heard the words, and found that the person who spoke was a young man sitting at the table next to her. It extends all the way to the bottom of the eyes, ruining such a handsome face for no reason.

"Wait...you are...you are..."

The woman in the yellow shirt seemed to think that she had seen the young man in front of her before, she tried her best to recall it, and then came:

"You are, you are the one at the post station next to Mugusen..."

But the surprise on her face was fleeting, and she curled her lips and said:

"Why do you all like to meddle in my business?"

Her face instantly turned cold.

"That man is dangerous."

The young man didn't answer the woman in the yellow shirt, but raised his wine glass and said.

"I think you are more dangerous than him."

The woman in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, and went upstairs without looking back.

The young man shook his head, then said with a smile:
"Still a young lady's temper."

This young man was none other than Xiao Che.

And that woman is Nangong Yue, the youngest daughter of the Nangong family. The two had met at the inn outside Mugusen, and they had fought at that time. This was the second time they met.

Let's talk about Xiao Che.

After he and Li Yunsheng parted ways in Loulan City, he found a spiritual place and began to practice the "Magic Sword Sutra" secretly.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he came out of the retreat, he heard the story of Li Yunsheng beheading the six sages of the Immortal League and claiming to go to the Shanghai meeting.

For this reason, he made a special trip to Wuliang Mountain. After seeing the person on the broken wall of Wuliang Mountain, he believed that the rumor was true.

But when he went to Yanzhou to look for Li Yunsheng, there was no trace of Li Yunsheng in Yanzhou.

He felt that Li Yunsheng should have left for the Shanhaihui, so he came to Fanhai Town, Shengzhou, and planned to take a boat to Kunlun.

In fact, even without Li Yunsheng, he was planning to go back to Kunlun this trip. In his opinion, after more than ten years, it was time for his grandfather's ashes to go home.

But why Nangongyue appeared here, he was a little confused.

"Could it be that you've had enough fun and are ready to go home?"

He secretly thought while taking a sip of wine.

The Nangong family is also in Kunlun, so it is reasonable for Nangongyue to come here to take a boat home.

……

Besides, Nan Gongyue, she was invited into the wing room by Song Kui as soon as she went upstairs.

This wing room is located in the innermost part of the restaurant, and the environment is extremely secluded and quiet. In addition to Song Yu, there is also a beautiful woman and a young white-clothed monk in the wing room.

"What a handsome little girl."

As soon as the beautiful woman saw Nan Gongyue, she greeted her, and even went up to hold her hand very affectionately.

This woman's pair of bright willow-leaf eyes looked at Nan Gongyue very lovingly.

"This is my wife, Xu Fengrou."

Song Yu introduced.

"Hello Madam."

Nan Gongyue frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally saluted Xu Fengrou.

There was a woman in the wing room, which made her somewhat wary, and the faint yellow iris fragrance on Xu Fengrou's body was the same as her mother's, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.

"The girl's voice is also nice, just like my willow warbler.

"Come, come, come in and sit down, don't stand still."

Xu Fengrou hugged Nangongyue's arm and pulled her into the wing.

(End of this chapter)