Drunken and faintly dreaming

In the Jinjin Hall in the backyard of Prince Jin's Mansion, the Black Bat Commander sat in the middle with a livid face and said nothing. Sitting next to him was a man wearing a sapphire blue flying bat suit, and a woman wearing purple clothes. These three people

What they never expected was that in just a few days, this person who was currently the highest-ranking person in the Shijin Hall would lose four Wolf Bat Envoys and ruin the group of Wolf Bats they had carefully cultivated!

After everyone was silent for a while, the blue bat broke the silence first: "In my opinion, there must be a very powerful opponent coming to Shi'ite City these days."

"Sixth brother is right. The question is: who are they? What do they want to do?" The purple bat envoy agreed with her sixth brother's words and was "critical" at the same time.

"Where's Lao Bai? What has he been doing all these years?" the black bat user roared like thunder.

"Brother, I'm afraid Lao Bai has never thought that someone would dare to come here to cause trouble, right?" The blue bat always leaves room for words.

"Then...that's the case. Should we contact Lao Feng now?" The purple bat envoy came up with another idea.

"Lao Feng? I heard that last time, he also found the whereabouts of the Liaodong Scorpion Stone?" The blue bat user suddenly remembered something.

"Scorpion Stone? Is it that strange stone that was produced in Scorpion Ridge in Liaodong and is said to have been transformed from the thousand-year-old scorpion?" After hearing this, the black bat user immediately became interested.

"If it is really the boulder that was dripping with blood on the Scorpion Ridge in Liaodong earlier, then it must be certain!" Regarding these things, the purple bat obviously knows more.

"Where is the sword that was originally inserted into the monster scorpion stone? That is the world-famous blood-stained sword!" The black bat user is very obsessed with the martial arts of various sects, but he is more concerned about the legendary sword that killed the giant scorpion.

A sword.

"That...I heard that it was finally obtained by Mu Mangchuan, the leader of Beixiong Kingdom. Mu Mangchuan's swordsmanship was derived from the martial arts method of the Spiritual Snake Island."

"The uncle of Mu Mangchuan was Murong Fuzuo, the former young master of Yanhen Villa on Yanshan Mountain. In his early years, Murong Fuzuo used a bloodstained sword and a blood swallow to roam the rivers and lakes in the North.

Wuji!"

"Mu Mangchuan's original surname was Murong. Later, due to the gradual decline of Murong's power in the north, he changed his surname to his current surname. However, the world could not have expected that he would rise again and become a powerful figure in the north!"

"I also heard that the leader of the Badong Holy Sect, which is quite prosperous in Xidi, Mr. Yinlong, is also named Mu - I wonder if he is related to Mu Mangchuan by blood?"

"This... this is the first time I have heard of it. I only know that Mr. Yinlong lives in seclusion and is very mysterious!"

"The so-called hidden dragon is a dragon that is hidden. Can it be seen clearly by others casually?" The black bat envoy chatted happily with the other two envoys, and unconsciously they started to talk too much... Nowadays,

Although the masters of Shijintang have withered away, the few remaining Wolfbat users are comparable to those who have died in terms of literary skills, military strategies, and martial arts knowledge. This can be regarded as eliminating the waste and retaining the good.

The three of them thought that the words they chatted about today were only known to God and the earth, you and me - but they had no idea that they had all fallen into the ears of another person! This person who specializes in listening to others is

A new busboy was recruited into the hall. When recruiting this person, the hall manager once evaluated him like this: half-deaf and half-dumb, with nimble hands and feet.

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Go out from the corner door in the northeast corner of King Jin's Mansion, and after some twists and turns, you will see a leisure tea room two streets away. The style of this tea room is elegant and refined, and the decoration does not look like the local style of the West at all, but more

The style is close to that of the Jiangnan water town in Nanwei Kingdom...

This leisure tea room has a sign of "Qingya Tea Room" on the outside. On weekdays, the door is half open and half closed. After entering, a floral curtain is half-hidden. These features of the layout make people feel surprised when they look in from the outside.

It gave rise to a deep and mysterious feeling... That afternoon, a young man walked lightly through the quiet street, and then quietly slipped into this "elegant tea room".

Pushing open the half-open door and lifting the low-hanging curtain, the "customer" tiptoed into the tearoom. "Who are you?" a parrot suddenly asked the visitor in a very realistic tone.

The sound suddenly frightened him into panic!

"Hello, little tiger skin!" After some uneasiness, the visitor bowed and said hello to the parrot, as if he was a good friend.

"Is Han Lan here?" A girl raised the curtain of the inner room and asked.

"It's me, miss." The visitor heard the voice and immediately replied respectfully.

"Xiao Mou, we have a guest, hurry up and make some tea."

"Yes!" Upon hearing the order, a little girl immediately lit a fire and boiled water, and then began to arrange the tea sets.

"Miss, you are too polite. Stop working so hard. I just said a few words and left." The young man named "Han Lan" excused himself politely.

"How is this okay? The guests are here, how can they leave without even taking a sip of tea?" The girl, who was obviously the owner of this tea room, firmly insisted on the "hospitality" she deserved.

"Then... I'd rather be respectful than obey." Seeing that there was no excuse, Han Lan had no choice but to accept the hospitality graciously.

"This white silver needle is the best in tea. Mr. Han, please——" The girl took a tea bowl as warm as jade from the girl's hand and handed it to the visitor with both hands.

"It is said that Junshan Silver Needle Prescription is the best among this kind of tea. I also heard that in Shiye City, there are already noble people looking to buy it!"

"You are quite well-informed. You are indeed a good listener."

"Ashamed, ashamed! Recently, I often hear noises in my ears, which are becoming increasingly useless." When the visitor said these words, he also winked at the girl...

"Oh? What kind of noises are they? Can you distinguish them clearly?" The girl seemed to be quite interested in the "noises" and kept asking questions.

"What kind of noise? Let me think about it..." The visitor pondered for a moment, raised his hand and started counting with his fingers: one, two...

"How many kinds of noises are there?" The girl was still searching for the root cause. The girl named Xiaomou looked completely uninvolved. She only took care of the tea stove and brought the boiling water at the right temperature in time.

Get up...

"Yes, it's all there! There are black ones, blue ones, and sometimes purple ones... I turned over and over and counted, and there are only three kinds of noises in total."

Suddenly hearing those so-called noises - there were actually various colors, I suddenly blinked my little eyes curiously and looked at the host and guest.

"Oh, this big brother is a genius. He is the only one who can often memorize the various sounds he hears into various colors!" The girl was half teasing, and half seemed to be helping the visitor to laugh.

He explained a few words.