The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 59

Xiao Er's face darkened in an instant, and he didn't intend to pretend anymore.

"Is the Suzaku envoy here to provoke? Or is he planning to reopen old scores?"

Sikong Changfeng was not angry, but was still full of smiles.

"I thought you forgot me! You still remember me."

Xiao Er calmed down for a while, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.

"The Suzaku envoy is one of the four guardians of the apocalypse, so I will never forget it. But it has been many years. If the Suzaku envoy really wants to drink, you can wait for the new autumn dew to be sold next month. I can reserve it for you. Why bother today?" Deliberately embarrassing us?"

Sikong Changfeng stretched out his finger and pointed at Mo Qianshang.

"No, no, no. Today, it's not I who want to drink, but he who wants to drink! And he wants to drink the best pot"

Mo Qianshang was stunned for a moment, and said in doubt.

"Brother, when will I?"

Sikong Changfeng immediately put his arms around his neck and whispered.

"Junior brother, save face, understand?"

Mo Qianshang smiled wryly. He found that the two senior brothers had similar personalities. They both liked to deceive others, especially themselves.

Straightening his throat, the boy said in a deep voice.

"I heard that Diaolou Xiaozhu's Qiulubai is the best wine in Tianqi?"

At this moment, Xiao Er already understood that the visitor was not kind, and her tone gradually became arrogant.

"nature!"

"Okay, I'm sure I'll drink today."

Xiao Er sneered.

"No, come back in line at the beginning of next month."

Mo Qianshang looked at Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng suddenly pointed at the small building on the roof and shouted.

"Junior brother, that pot seems to be Qiulubai, and it's still six years old!"

Xie Xuan looked at this clumsy acting, covered his forehead, and was speechless.

The corners of Mo Qianshang's mouth also twitched, and he took the words bravely.

"Didn't you say no? Why is there still a pot there?"

Xiao Er took a step back and sneered.

"That pot of wine, as long as you can get it, it's yours!"

Mo Qianshang was also a little surprised when he heard the words, and the fighting spirit in his heart was also aroused.

"Okay, I'm going to drink this wine today!"

Upstairs box.

A ten-year-old boy in white brocade was holding a book in his hand without looking back.

Beside him, sat a gentle and elegant scholar, also holding a book.

The scholar suddenly spoke.

"What kind of person do you think he is?"

"Jianghu people"

"And then, what do you want?"

"I want to see if I can get to know him and make a good relationship."

"Your idea is right. People in the Jianghu are always impulsive sometimes, and they like to talk about the morals of the Jianghu."

"No, I really just want to get to know him"

The scholars were a little surprised, but also a little clear.

same.

On the other side, an eight-year-old boy was eating chicken drumsticks and glanced at Mo Qianshang.

Beside him, sat a swordsman with a long hilt.

"Master, what conditions do you think I will ask him to help me?"

The swordsman shook his head,

"It doesn't matter any conditions, just don't mess with him."

"Master, did you really lose yesterday? Is he really that strong?"

The swordsman nodded,
"His sword is very special. I feel that he is catching up with his ancestors. Perhaps, he is already there."

"Then I, ignore him?"

"ignore"

At last.

A handsome man, a six-year-old incomparably delicate child.

Xiao Yueli, known as the most beautiful man in the apocalypse, had a headache on his face.

Picking up a jug of wine, he poured himself a glass and poured it into his mouth.

"Drinking a drink, I can meet this guy. I wonder if it's because I took one more look at that Li Hanyi yesterday and provoked him!"

The child glanced down, his eyes shone slightly, and his face was full of admiration.

"I remember him, the one who punched Uncle Nine Emperors"

"puff"

Xiao Yueli spit out a sip of Sangluo wine in an instant, said in surprise and excitement.

"What? He actually punched Brother Jiu? Tell me the details."

The child covered his mouth tightly and remained silent, with a sly look in his eyes.

now.

Mo Qianshang had already stood up and glanced at the flagon on the roof.

The jug was very delicate, and the porcelain bottle itself was obviously expensive, and it was hung in the small attic on the roof with a red string.

You can pick it up with a light jump, but it seems that this action is not so easy.

Because, two warriors had already surrounded them.

The young man lowered his eyes and glanced left and right. The martial artist is full of tendons and fierce eyes. He is obviously a thug specially raised by the restaurant. His strength is King Kong Mortal Realm.

said indifferently.

"Get out of the way, you are not my opponent!"

Wu Fu looked at each other, one of them grinned and sneered,
"Boy, you are very arrogant! I don't know if you can still be so proud when I throw you out later!"

"is it?"

The boy raised his head slightly and glanced at the two of them.

Deterrence.

The two warriors took two steps back. This move surprised all the audience.

Except for a few people who know the basics, they have speculated about who the young man is.

The sweat on the foreheads of the two warriors kept dripping, and they looked at the young man with horror in their eyes, their feet trembling slightly.

They are scared.

At that glance, they saw their own death process.

One sword, just one sword, the head is in a different place.

"Get out of the way, your hearts are already timid"

A slightly thick and steady voice suddenly appeared.

A middle-aged man with clean hands but dark skin and muscular muscles walked in from the back hall.

The two warriors showed joy on their faces, and hurriedly moved out of the way, saying respectfully.

"Thank you teacher"

Master Xie nodded slightly, glanced at the field, and frowned slightly when he saw Sikong Changfeng.

"It's you? Could it be that you think that if you become the Suzaku envoy, I'll be afraid of you?"

Sikong Changfeng still sat in his seat and said calmly.

"Thank you, master, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as handsome as before. Back then, you snatched my Silver Moon Spear with one punch. I still can't forget it."

"So? Today you came here specifically to find something?"

Sikong Changfeng glanced at him and said with a smile,

"How is it possible? I am also one of the four guardians, how can I hold grudges like this! Today is my junior brother, he wants to drink Qiulubai, but you don't have it, so I can only drink the bottle on the roof."

Master Xie was taken aback for a moment, and turned to the boy.

"Junior brother? He's talking about you?"

Xie Xuan glanced at Sikong Changfeng, revealed a faint smile, and whispered.

"Brother Changfeng, when you said this, your face was not red and your heart was not beating. Your external strength has reached the city wall state mentioned in the book."

Sikong Changfeng was puzzled and whispered.

"Xie Xuan, why haven't I heard of this realm?"

"There is such a sentence in "Fengyue Downstairs" written by Guying girl of Baihua Pavilion: the skin is as thick as a city wall, and nothing can be broken!"

Sikong Changfeng didn't know that Xie Xuan was connoting him, so he gave Xie Xuan a blank look.

Mo Qianshang glanced at Master Xie and nodded.

"I want to drink this jug of wine!"

Master Xie cupped his fists and looked at Mo Qianshang coldly.
"Are you sure you want to drink?"

The young man nodded.

"Yes"

Master Xie looked Mo Qianshang up and down, and sneered.

"Do you know that if you lose, I will take something away? You don't seem to have much value on you!"

The young man stretched out his right hand, and the sword itself came behind, scarlet like blood, bloody and ghostly.

The light of red colored glaze tactfully bends the sword body, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

"Is this general sword enough?"

Master Xie was taken aback for a moment, and frowned.

Because, this sword is too much, it has already exceeded his imagination.

"Are you a master?"

A master, a person with an outstanding reputation in the great sect, will be called a master by people in the world.

This is a title of honor and a manifestation of strength.

Generally speaking, master-level masters will not lower their status to grab wine, but those who will come to grab wine are generally fledgling teenagers.

This also caused this bottle of wine to hang here all the time.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

For example, Li Changsheng back then.

Because he was too free, he came to snatch it, but no one could stop him. In the end, he touched it and didn't drink it. It was not until Baili Dongjun arrived that the bottle of wine was taken away and replaced with a new Qiu Lubai.

The boy was slightly taken aback,
"Grandmaster? I'm not"

Master Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly mocked that after so many years, he was actually intimidated by a sword.

Speaking of the sword, he suddenly remembered the change of the apocalypse yesterday, and his complexion changed slightly.

'Could it be him! '

And the young man couldn't bear it now,
"Can I get it?"

Master Xie took a serious look at the boy again, the boy was too young, so young that Master Xie couldn't be sure that he was the sword from yesterday.

"Can"

the boy asked suddenly.

"Well, do you have to pay for something broken?"

Teacher Xie shook his head.

"Need not"

"it is good"

The good word fell, and the boy suddenly walked upstairs.

He didn't intend to use secret techniques or light skills to get it, but reached out to get it directly.

This is too much.

This means he has to punch through the enemies ahead.

Passing by to thank the teacher.

Teacher Xie suddenly asked.

"What's your name?"

"My surname is Mo and my name is Qianshang. Qianshang has no regrets, but I am the only black one."

"Mo Qianshang! He is Mo Qianshang of Xueyue City! He claims to be number two in the world of swordsmanship, and no one dares to call him number one!"

This call was not from Master Xie, but from the crowd watching, who lost their voices because they were too shocked.

At this moment, Teacher Xie finally understood where the young man's confidence was, but the young man was almost on the stairs.

So, he had to act.

A punch, a strong punch.

A powerful wave of air envelops the fist wind, it can be seen that Master Xie is very strong, and he is also a great Xiaoyao.

Mo Qianshang tilted his head, and turned around to slash.

This sword was very strong, the scarlet sword qi directly slashed on the fist, and the air wave launched by the two of them blew Xiao Er and the warrior away one after another.

A scorching sun's fire rose along the go-getter, and Master Xie felt the scorching heat, and immediately retracted his fist and stepped back.

But the young man waved his sword, and the sword energy exploded.

Master Xie let out a cold snort, and a golden bell appeared out of thin air, but it was the most powerful external skill, the golden bell cover, second only to the indestructible supernatural power of the Buddhist Vajra.

The sword energy struck the golden bell cover, leaving a red dot, which dissipated abruptly.

The golden light of the golden bell cover turned, and the red dot disappeared.

Master Xie's face was solemn, and he secretly complained.

The boy's sword is a famous sword that cuts iron like mud, and it is specially designed to defeat masters of external skills like him.

The boy's sword intent is also very strong, and the bursts are concentrated in one point. For a master of external skills like him, the point attack is the most uncomfortable.

But he had to stop.

Because, the boy stepped up the stairs.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a collection.

　　For the story, there will be some introductions and transitions of the apocalypse, about a few chapters,
　　The main line is the death of Ye Dingzhi.

　　The process will be interspersed with some of my designs, as well as the story of Li Hanyi asking for a sword.

　　Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen still have to meet each other, and it is my goal to bring the characters to life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)