After the girl finished speaking, the young man named "Xiao Lang" suddenly became excited. He turned around, "Did you hear that? Li Qingcha can't possibly be a sixth-rank cultivator! He's just wearing the skin of an official, so the people from the Jinhui Sect and the Lingyun Sect are just giving him face." This tone has a very pungent sour taste. Who among those present couldn't hear it? The storyteller is an experienced person who makes money outside. He is very good at judging people and creating explosive points. He laughed. "Boy, even if Master Li doesn't have that level of cultivation, so what? He has accomplished something that only a sixth-rank cultivator can do. Do you admit this?" Xiao Lang's expression suddenly became very complicated. Seeing that he remained silent, the onlookers nearby also started to speak up.
"That's right. We are listening to a book. Just listen to the teacher's story. What the hell are you arguing about?" "Stories need to be processed, do you understand?" "Even if it's fake, we're willing to listen to it. What can you do about it?" "If I don't want to listen to Lord Li's story, will I listen to yours?" …… What these people say is really heart-wrenching. Don’t you know that young people have bad tempers? As expected, Xiao Lang's face turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black. He looked like he was about to explode with anger, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the sword turned slightly white, as if they were about to break. tsk... trouble…… Li Qingcha couldn't help but mutter in his heart. Chapter 322 I haven't heard of it... During the period when the three sects were discussing Taoism, it was inevitable that the public security in the capital would decline. But that is for the common people. Street scoundrels like to wander around to see if there's any fight they can join in. Of course, they don't dare to get into a real fight, but they're pretty good at fanning the flames. The more business a restaurant has, the more people like this there are. In order to attract popularity, the boss will not easily chase people away, otherwise he would not invite storytellers to perform on the stage. Someone smiled and said, "Xiao Lang, what are you doing?" Xiao Lang's face darkened.
"'Xiao Lang' is also something you can call me?" "Hey, it's my fault, it's my fault. If you don't want to listen to the storyteller, why don't you come up and tell a story? Something about monks and nuns renewing their past relationship, or senior and junior brothers and sisters getting married, etc...." "..." Xiao Lang's originally gloomy face couldn't help but turn red. It seems that this young man has really thought about the idea of "brothers and sisters getting married". When others saw this reaction, they started to make a scene. "This is good!" "Xiao Lang, give us one!" "Just listen to this!" …… Clapping, whistling, all kinds of ways of "encouragement" are endless. Li Qingcha smiled and shook his head. In terms of experience, the young heroes in the martial arts world are not necessarily more experienced than the street ruffians. At this time, the door of the private room on the right side of the first floor was pushed open again. A girl stepped out from it. Emmm... Not very pretty, But looking at Xiao Lang's changes, it is obvious that the girl is definitely his sweetheart, his junior sister. The girl asked, "Brother, what's going on?" As a result, before Xiao Lang could answer, someone next to him took over the conversation and said, "Nothing happened. It's just that your senior brother likes you, and we found out ~ Hahahaha!" In Li Qingcha's opinion, this person was helping out with good intentions. If he was an experienced veteran, he would definitely take the opportunity to chat with his junior sister for a while, and maybe something good would happen that night. But Xiao Lang was young and didn't do that. Instead, he got angry and embarrassed. Zheng—— The sword flashed. Li Qingcha subconsciously pressed down the streamer. But someone acted faster than her. Almost at the same time, Yu Youwei's flying sword arrived.
Ding-- Xiao Lang's sword was blocked. He looked up suddenly. "Who?" Not to mention him, even Li Qingcha had to use his Qi unconsciously to see the trajectory of Yu Youwei's flying sword. Relying solely on eyesight was not enough. In addition, several people rushed out of the private room. "Senior brother?" They surrounded Xiao Lang, But Xiao Lang just looked around, as if he was looking for someone. A group of fellow apprentices also looked around suspiciously. Yu Youwei sighed, "You don't have to look for me anymore, it's me." "..." "..." For a moment, the restaurant was eerily quiet. Everyone was stunned, looking at the beautiful woman standing by the railing with a cold gaze, as if the person in front of her was just an ant that could be crushed with ease. Someone has already reacted. "The red skirt... could it be the fish fairy from Lingyun Sect?" Yu Youwei didn't respond. Xiao Lang glanced at his cousin, gritted his teeth, "So what if it's Yu Youwei? Since you're here to participate in the Three Sects' Discussion, do you dare to attack an ordinary person?" Hearing this, some people retched exaggeratedly. I don’t know who was the one who attacked ordinary people just now? Besides, looking at the sword on his waist, he doesn’t seem to fit in with the word “ordinary person”. We are not stupid, so of course we can hear that although Xiao Lang looks very tough, he is actually afraid. That's the sixth rank... Moreover, he is a Taoist sixth-grade master who can wield twelve flying swords. Yu Youwei's mouth curled up.
"You said I didn't dare to do it?" Her fingers tapped the railing. Her world of two with Li Qingcha was disrupted, and she was feeling unhappy. "You can try." puff~ Li Qingcha couldn't help laughing. Xiao Lang is a man after all, and he is also a gangster. Why is Yu Youwei so disrespectful when speaking to him? Well, he's becoming more and more like me. Xiao Lang was feeling angry but had no place to vent. Suddenly he heard Li Qingcha's laughter and immediately glared. "Fuck you! Look at this..." The words were only half spoken, thump— There was a muffled sound. Yu Youwei's figure had already flashed to the first floor, pinching Xiao Lang's neck and pressing his head down on the table behind him. Looking down from above, it looks like the god of death ready to reap at any time. The other people in the hotel quietly retreated, leaving a space for Yu Youwei to perform. As for Xiao Lang's fellow apprentices... Standing still is their only stubbornness. Xiao Lang's eyes were filled with fear. He felt that Yu Youwei might really be the killer. "Fish...Fairy Fish, let's talk. I am a disciple of Xunzhou Sword Pavilion." Yu Youwei frowned, "Sword Pavilion?" Seeing her reaction, Xiao Lang breathed a sigh of relief. When you are out and about, it is good to have a teacher to back you up... He nodded frantically. "Yes, it is Jiange. I am the current eldest disciple of Jiange." Xiao Lang's spirit and energy seemed to have returned.
Jiange is in Xunzhou, and every sect has to give them some face. I think even Lingyun Sect would not easily make an enemy of them. did not expect…… "I've never heard of it..." Yu Youwei said this very calmly. "..." "..."