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Su Mengzhu squinted his eyes, "...are you talking to me?"

"Exactly." The young man said loudly.

Su Mengzhu drank up the wine in one gulp and murmured, "Among the monks in the world, there is only one monk who turns his belt into the shape of a sword and shows off in the market, wishing he could have the word 'sword cultivator' written on his face, and that is the Yandang Sect!

By the way, I remembered, isn't your Excellency Mr. Lan! "

That young man was Lan Shaoyu, the young leader of the Yandang Sect. When Mo Li presided over the mediation of the Sanhe Gang dispute, Shi Feng and Su Mengzhu, as witnesses, had met him once in Lingshan Temple.

However, time was running out, and Lan Shaoyu was so focused on arguing with Mo Li and Jianjian Villa that he could not remember the few spectators sitting next to him.

Lan Shaoyu's face suddenly darkened when he heard Su Mengzhu's sarcasm, "Who are you, your Excellency? How dare you look down on our Yandang Sect!"

Su Mengzhu laughed and stood up, "How dare I, a nobody, look down on the masters of the six major sword sects, especially Mr. Lan, who is the young master of the Yandang sect and ranks among the top nine in Qin... .”

Shi Feng grabbed his arm and pulled him back to his seat.

Lan Shaoyu became increasingly angry, "Miss Ning, is this your friend?"

"He is Mr. Su from the Nine Talisman Sect, and he is a good friend of Miss Third. Mr. Su always likes to joke. Don't be angry, Mr. Lan..." Zeng Yuping was a loyal person and hurriedly smoothed things over.

But when Miss Ning San heard this, she panicked. Su Mengzhu was pursuing her so hard that even her master heard about it. She will arrive in Linzi tomorrow. If she admits that Su Mengzhu is her friend, that would be fine.

"No, I don't know this guy at all." Miss Ning San hurriedly interrupted Zeng Yuping.

Lan Shaoyu's expression softened slightly and he sneered, "What the hell is the Nine Talisman Sect? I have never heard of it!"

Shi Feng sent a message and asked, "Brother Dongqiu, what's going on? Why did Lan Shaoyu attack Mr. Su for no reason?"

Dongqiu Yue also replied via voice transmission, "Lan Shaoyu and Miss Ning San are both students of the Six Great Sword Sects. They used martial arts to make friends at the Taiyi Sword Discussing Conference before, and both of them were recommended as the Jiu Xiu of Qin.

I heard that it was during that competition that Master Lan fell in love with Miss San and asked his father, Mr. Lan Da, to propose marriage to the Ning family.

Although the Ning family did not agree immediately, they also did not reply to the other party, so Lan Shaoyu regarded Miss Ning San as his forbidden love.

But Mr. Su also likes Miss Ning San, and he has a free and easy temperament, and he has no scruples, which has made it known to everyone. Do you think Master Lan can not be angry? "

"That's it!" Shi Feng nodded secretly, "Lan Shaoyu is the young master of the six major sword sects, and he is the equal of the Ning family's daughter, the Ye family. Why doesn't the Ning family agree?"

Dongqiu Yue shook his head slightly, "This Young Master Lan is a man who eats, drinks, whores, and gambles. He is especially fond of women and is a complete playboy. The Ning family is not very satisfied!"

In the bones of the black turtle, Long Er slapped his thigh, "In this way, we are determined to be friends with Young Master Lan!"

When Su Mengzhu heard Miss Ning San say that she didn't know him at all, she felt bitter in her heart. She picked up the bowl and drank with her head down.

Dongqiu Yue laughed quickly and said, "Young Master Su is drunk. Don't be offended, Mr. Lan. Mr. Lan, the young master of the Yandang Sect, is famous all over the world, and he is a dragon and a phoenix among people.

This small hotel, three of Qin Zhongjiuxiu came all at once, it was really brilliant..."

This is true. Miss Lan Shaoyu, Mei Jianfang and Miss Ning are all among the top nine in Qin. It is rare for them to appear in a tavern at the same time.

Su Mengzhu was completely drunk and her eyes were blurry, "Haha, what Qin Zhongjiu Xiu is doing is just bragging behind closed doors. There are so many heroes in the world..."

Lan Shaoyu stood up and strode over, "Your Excellency thinks that our Qin Zhong Jiuxiu is bragging. That must be very clever. You should learn from me!"

Su Mengzhu laughed and said, "Young Master Lan's reputation is really shocking all over the world. I remember very clearly that Young Master Lan even fought against Young Master Mo Li. The two sides fought fiercely for a long time..."

"Say it again if you dare!"

Lingshan Temple's defeat to Mo Li in one move was Lan Shaoyu's most embarrassing achievement. No one in the Yandang sect dared to mention it, for fear of offending the young master, this drunkard actually dared to ridicule him in his face.

When the words "Let's talk" came out of his mouth, a white dragon suddenly emerged from Lan Shaoyu's sleeve and hit Su Mengzhu.

He pointed his halberd and cursed, asking the other party to say it again. Everyone thought it was just a quarrel, but they didn't expect that Lan Shaoyu's sword had already been thrust out. This move was purely a sneak attack.

Su Mengzhu was so drunk that she couldn't even stand still and didn't know how to avoid.

Dongqiu Yue sat opposite, across the table, and wanted to stop him but it was too late.

The four girls sitting in the next seat were laughing and joking and were ready to watch the fun, but they didn't expect Lan Shaoyu to suddenly get angry.

Miss Ning San exclaimed "Ah" and hurriedly threw the teacup in her hand.

But she acted in a hurry and forgot that there was a tall Shi Feng sitting in the middle. The tea bowl actually hit Shi Feng on the shoulder.

At the critical moment, a palm stretched out and "bang", it directly grasped Bailong's head.

The aura dissipated, and the white dragon turned into a curved and slender soft sword. The tip of the sword stopped a foot away from Su Mengzhu's throat.

The person who took action was Shi Feng. In the past at Lingshan Temple, he had watched the fight between Mo Li and Lan Shaoyu, and was deeply impressed by Lan Shaoyu's finger-twirling soft sword and three-fold sword technique.

Therefore, Shi Feng quickly shot out his right hand and immediately grasped the soft tip of the sword. At the same time, with a flick of his left hand, the tea bowl flew upside down and landed gently back in front of Miss Ning San. Not even a drop of tea was spilled.

Lan Shaoyu raised his fingers and recited a spell. The soft sword wrapped around his fingers was like a seven-inch poisonous snake caught in iron pincers. He twisted desperately, but he couldn't break free.

"Who are you? How dare you stand up for this drunkard!" Lan Shaoyu shouted.

He actually knew Su Mengzhu, but he pretended not to know him. In this way, killing him was like killing a drunkard by mistake.

Shi Feng said coldly, "Mr. Lan, Fellow Daoist Su just drank too much and said a few drunken words, so there is no need to be so cruel."

Zeng Yuru, who was on the table next to her, clucked her tongue and said, "Wow! This Tu... this guy has so much magical power."

Mei Jianfang whispered, "Not only does he have deep magic power, this man is also a body refiner!" The big man in front of him was tall and agile, especially because his hands were covered with calluses, and he could actually hold the flying sword directly!

In the lobby, at the table of the Yandang Sect, a middle-aged scribe walked over quickly, reached out and patted Lan Shaoyu on the shoulder, "Sir, forget it, there is no need to argue with these villains."

When he struck, Shi Feng felt a strong force coming from the soft sword. His wrist shook and he could no longer hold it. Lan Shaoyu took advantage of the situation and took back the sword.

Shi Feng picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and said calmly, "Elder Qiu, long time no see. Your skills are even better than before."

The middle-aged scribe who took action was two feet tall and had long fingers. He was none other than Qiu Wenchi, the elder of the Yandang Sect.

In Wanlinghuan Palace, Qiu Wenchi couldn't resist Kuangbiao's persuasion, and finally turned against him and wanted to kill Shi Feng to claim credit for Demon King Boqi.

Qiu Wenchi was in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. Although he had only used 30% of his power just now, he was shocked when he saw Shi Feng was calm and calm. "Fellow Taoist Shi, I'm glad to meet you. Your magical powers are getting better and better. I'm far away." Yandang Mountain has also heard of your name.”

Although Lan Shaoyu withdrew his sword, his face became increasingly dull. Naturally, he did not dare to provoke the drunkard who held his sword with just his flesh palm, so he took out his anger on the other drunkard.

Lan Shaoyu pointed at Su Mengzhu, "Hey, drunkard, leave your name. Since you dare to look down on Qin Zhong Jiuxiu and the Yandang Sect, Lan will definitely come to visit you someday!"

Su Mengzhu said with a smile, "You asked me... my name? Xiaoke's surname is Su, Su, Su, Tassel's Su, my name is..."

His tongue was so big that he couldn't say the next sentence even after being "named" for a long time.

Zeng Yuru, who was standing next to him, didn't mind the fuss and took over the conversation, "His name is Su Mengzhu. Dreams are dreams of dreams, and candles are the candles of candles."

Lan Shaoyu's expression was cold, "Su Mengzhu, okay, I'll note it down."