Ziche Ling took a look at Murong Sheng's back and pulled Han Bairong: "well, don't play a small game. We have to do things. When we're done, we'll go back quickly."

Han Bairong frequently looked back at murongsheng's back and watched murongsheng directly step into the teahouse she wanted to enter. His angry face puffed up again and his mouth was pouted high. He could hang several oil bottles.

"Come on, nvxia, come on in and sit down. Now it's talking about the famous sword Conference!"

The waiter, who greeted the guests outside the teahouse, saw Murong Sheng appear and hurriedly shouted to greet Murong Sheng.

The waiter led murongsheng to a corner and did it. He just sat down and looked around. He found it. There are so many people in such a small teahouse!

It seems that there are many Jianghu people who like to listen to gossip.

Among them was a thin man in a long shirt, standing on it, his mouth crackling. The saliva in this mouth is also scattered everywhere. People sitting closer can feel that the saliva can be sprayed on their faces.

But the people sitting below didn't mind at all and listened with great interest.

Murong Sheng casually ordered some food at the waiter's side, picked up the tea cup and drank a sip of tea.

She also wondered if she would be more eye-catching if she didn't take off her hat. However, the people who sat in the teahouse and heard about the book, that is, when Murong Sheng first came in, took a casual look, and then took their eyes back without interest.

Continue to listen to the story of a thin man with a goatee.

Murong Sheng took a look. Indeed, her dress is really not the strangest in this teahouse.

For example, the table in front is obviously a man. As a result, it is more colorful than a woman. What's the one with the makeup on his face and red nails.

A woman sitting next to him had a long scar on her face. She looked more ferocious than a man.

On the other side is a bald monk with a ring on his bare head. But the speed of eating meat did not stop at all. It was very sweet to eat the big pig hoof in your hand.

And she

It's just wearing a gauze hat. It's normal everywhere. It really can't attract other people's attention.

The goatee on the top said, suddenly coughed, reached out and pinched his throat, which clearly indicated that his throat was very uncomfortable.

At this time, someone with a clear eye saw it and hurriedly greeted the waiter: "come on, give him a pot of tea! The money is on my uncle!"

As soon as the voice fell, a broken silver fell into the hands of Xiao er. Xiao Er smiled and collected the silver, and then walked over with the teapot.

After the goat beard drank the herbal tea with satisfaction, he continued to speak and told everyone again.

Murong Sheng was eating melon seeds and listening to the man with a goatee talking loudly here. It was very funny.

After listening to it for a while, Murong Sheng heard it almost. He was about to pat his ass and leave, when he heard the goatee suddenly say.

"In fact, the most powerful person in the Jianghu is the Lord of Baqi Zun!"

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