The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"But, but Li Xiangjun..."

A look of resignation flashed across the old bustard's face.

"Don't let anyone disturb you!"

Chu Heng turned his head and glanced at the indifferent madam, and casually threw out a bank note.

The old bustard was already in danger, she thought she had met a rich son.

Who knew that this son brought a woman with him?And also want Li Xiangjun to bring him tea and water?Originally thought that he would meet a poor bust tonight, but when he saw Chu Heng's banknote, he was instantly stunned.

But it's not that she doesn't have much knowledge. As a beggar in the Qinhuai River, there are not a few high-flyers who have knowledge and spend a lot of money.

The bustard was shocked, but it was Chu Heng who shot that silver ticket into the pillar beside him like a hidden weapon!

You know, it's just a bank note made of paper!Even the so-called congenital masters that this old bustard has seen, do not have the ability to use a piece of paper as a hidden weapon at all... …

With a touch of fear, the old bustard slowly shifted his gaze to the bank note.

No more, no less, five hundred taels.

Seeing the number of banknotes, the bustard was relieved.

At this moment, let alone five hundred taels, even five taels of silver, she did not dare to disobey Chu Heng.

"Young Master Chu's strength is becoming more and more difficult for Shi Feixuan to see through!"

Concubine Shixuan was sitting on Chu Heng's right hand side, a look of confusion flashed in her eyes.

Although Shi Feixuan often heard news about Chu Heng these days, it was just news after all.

For Concubine Shixuan, Chu Heng's deepest impression on her is still the image of a frail scholar who knows nothing.

But now, Shi Feixuan saw with her own eyes the terrifying power of Chu Heng's use of banknotes as hidden weapons.

With such strength, even Shi Feixuan may not be able to achieve it if she asks herself.

But thinking of Chu Heng single-handedly destroying Yaowang Valley, Shi Feixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Son!"

At this moment, a delicate-looking woman came to the cabin.

This woman is the so-called Li Xiangjun.

"You just serve tea and water!"

Chu Heng nodded at Li Xiangjun, then turned his gaze to Concubine Shixuan: "But I don't know what the fairy wants to hear?"

"As long as it is played by the son, Shi Feixuan will like it."

Casting a casual glance at Li Xiangjun on 4.9, Shi Feixuan nodded and returned to the state of mind of Gujing Wubo again.

With the presence of outsiders, Shi Feixuan was still able to barely control her state of mind.

Chu Heng smiled slightly, closed his eyes and pondered for a while.

Just when Chu Heng was about to play, there was a noise outside the painting boat.

"I don't care who hired Li Xiangjun. If you don't see Li Xiangjun today, I won't let you go on this boat!"

"Master, keep your voice down, there is a big man in the boat..."

"Big man? How big is it? Hurry up and teach me Li Xiangjun!"

......

"It seems that it's a little noisy!"

Li Xiangjun apologized. .

Chapter [-]: Weird Piano Sounds

The old bustard naturally didn't know who Chu Heng was. She just subconsciously felt that a young man who could lead a stunning beauty like Shi Feixuan and possess world-class martial arts must be a big shot. +]

It's a pity that Dong Xuanzi didn't pay attention to these things. Even in Yangzhou City where dragons and snakes are mixed now, he doesn't have any fear at all.

As a master of the Yinkui Sect, Dong Xuanzi never thought that he would be afraid of anyone, except for the masters of the Demon Sect.

Although some spectators had gathered around the painting boat, Dong Xuanzi still didn't have any fear!

Following Houhou's success in cultivating the Heavenly Demon Dafa to perfection, Dongxuanzi knew that in the entire Jianghu, no one could resist the power of the Yinkui Sect.

"No problem!"

Chu Heng smiled slightly, and then put his hand on Yaoqin.

"Zheng!"

A zither sound came out from the painting boat.

Hearing the sound of the zither, Dong Xuanzi froze for a moment.

Although he was just a vulgar guy who couldn't understand the rhythm at all, Dong Xuanzi understood very clearly that the sound of the piano was telling him to get lost!

This is a very strange situation, except for Dong Xuanzi, everyone else also clearly heard the meaning of the sound of the zither.