Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Lu Haochun's feminine face was full of smiles, but his tone contained a murderous intent that chilled the heart.

The bearded man had been in the world for so many years, so he was not scared. He snorted coldly, his pupils flashed coldly,

"What, do you know what that person did to you? You just want to find out the news with all your teeth. You are so powerful!"

A guard next to him who was familiar with the bearded man tugged on his sleeve, trying to remind him that this group of people was not easy to mess with. A good man will not suffer the consequences of the moment. Don't try to force yourself when you should be intimidated. However, he failed at all. Beard pulled.

Lu Haochun laughed. He was obviously very handsome, but he had an indescribable gloomy and terrifying feeling. He flung a banknote from his hand very elegantly and shot it in front of the bearded man, saying,

"How could it be? This is a small thank you, not a sign of respect. Please tell me the whereabouts of that person."

The bearded man stretched out his hand quickly, reached out and grabbed the bank note that flew towards him, and took a curious look at the amount on it, then said angrily,

"My dear, you gave that slut a few hundred taels of rings, but you only gave me fifty taels of silver notes. Do you think I'm a beggar?"

Not to mention that Big Beard didn't want to tell the truth in the first place, and now that Lu Haochun looked down on him so much, let alone want to know the news he knew.

Yes, the bearded man racked his brains just now and finally realized that the person in the portrait was none other than Jiang Ergouzi, whom he had just met and wanted to take on as his disciple?

Although Jiang Ergouzi had disguised himself and made himself dirty and rough, making him look much more ordinary, his basic facial features could still be recognized.

Especially the charm that occasionally appears is very similar to this lifelike portrait.

Big Beard wanted to accept Meng Zhao as his disciple, so he observed him many times and got to know part of Meng Zhao's posture and expression. Only then when he saw the portrait did he feel that he had seen him before, and finally thought of Meng Zhao and had to Said, this is also a kind of fate.

Despite this, Big Beard never thought of betraying Meng Zhao.

First, it was a matter of his personal character: he was heroic, generous, upright, and just. If Meng Zhao was not to his liking, it would be fine, but he was attracted by him and wanted to pass on the mantle as a disciple. How could he betray his apprentice?

Secondly, and most importantly, he was very unhappy and disdainful when he saw Lu Haochun and his group. His direct dislike made him dislike this group of people, let alone betraying Meng Zhao.

Lu Haochun threw the portrait into the arms of the younger brother next to him, took out the sandalwood fan again and unfolded it with a snap, fanning himself, the fragrance overflowed, and said calmly,

"Brother, it's not that I'm stingy, but you are only worth this price, fifty taels, which is quite a lot."

In fact, many people present, including the bearded man who was traveling with Lu Haochun, were very puzzled as to why he was willing to give an jade ring worth hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver to a delicate and delicate woman, but to How could such a strong man with great martial arts skills and ferocious demeanor be so stingy and despised?

Isn't this just trying to shame someone and force them to rebel?

This is a personal flaw, because Lu Haochun guessed that Big Beard was just a small person running a single gang. Even though his martial arts was strong, he had no power to support him. That's why he looked down on him. He was arrogant and didn't think that a small person could cause any trouble. .

The bearded man was trembling with anger. The long-term experience of running into walls did not diminish his ambition, but instead polished his sharpness. It didn't matter if others looked down on him. Let his strength speak for itself.

I saw him suddenly raise his bearded face and burst into laughter. His powerful and masculine voice seemed to be amplified by dozens or hundreds of speakers, and instantly soared to an incredible level, stirring the air like a turbulent river. There was a clattering sound, and even many wine glasses and tea bowls placed on the table broke into pieces.

In the tavern, everyone's ears suddenly sounded like speakers with the volume turned to the maximum. Everyone's blood surged. They couldn't help but cover their ears, but they still couldn't suppress the boiling organs.

This move of taking the lead was very beautiful. The bearded man had no intention of leaking Meng Zhao's existence, and he didn't want to have any bloody conflict with the opponent. It was a good way to show off his skills appropriately so that the opponent would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

However, the tried and tested methods in the past did not work this time.

Lu Haochun is a disciple trained by Qianjiao. He has strong martial arts and comes from a long-established power like the Demon Lord Palace. He may not be visible to the public, but his size and foundation are unquestionable, so he is full of confidence in himself.

"Your Excellency has good internal skills, but that's all. You should honestly tell me the whereabouts of the person I want, otherwise you will make me angry, which may not end well."

The bearded man couldn't hold himself tight anymore. He was just a pretty boy, so he was pretending to be a big deal in front of him. With a bang, he lifted the wine table in front of him with one hand and threw it towards Lu Haochun.

Really flipping the table.

A loud roar stirred up violent air currents, and the wind was strong.

This is the normal life of warriors who hang out in the martial arts world. They will take action if they disagree with each other, and it is even easier to draw a sword and decide whether to live or die.

Therefore, those who live in the world will not survive long as long as their skills are not strong enough or they do not have enough power behind them.

Lu Haochun's long hair on his temples was blown by the strong wind coming from the pavement. Before he could make a move, a sword flashed next to him. It was like a thunderbolt and struck the wine table that was flying in the air like a cannonball. It was torn apart, sawdust flying.

The bearded man holding a machete with a thick back and a golden ring had a serious expression on his face, but his eyes were glaring at the bearded man with fierce fighting intent. The knife he just struck was his masterpiece.

It was obvious that he was eyeing Big Beard. If the two sides fought, he would be the one to take action, not Lu Haochun.

But this move by both sides broke the original situation.

The atmosphere in the originally silent tavern instantly became more tense and solemn. One after another, guests stood up, holding sharp weapons and daggers in their hands, wanting to leave the tavern to prevent the war from spreading and affecting Chiyu.

Not all of these people are capable of martial arts. For example, the caravan's palace manager and the two servants who serve him are completely ordinary people. Therefore, although there are many people, their courage is slightly lacking.

The thieves brought by the knife-wielding and bearded man were extremely courageous and greedy. They locked the door of the tavern and did not allow anyone to enter or exit.

I don’t know if they plan to rob everyone present.

There was a commotion in the tavern, and the scene was getting more and more out of control, and the people outside were not much better.

There had been faint noises before, and then the bearded man used a sonic technique to show his strength, which was heard by many people outside, and many people immediately stopped thinking about it.

Don't worry about the spirit of the contract. These days, the contract is not as important as your own life.

Meng Zhao and Zhu Er also looked at each other.

But the difference is that Zhuer wanted to hint to Meng Zhao and take the opportunity to leave here quickly to avoid being discovered.

What Meng Zhao was thinking about was, what happened inside? Why did such a fierce conflict suddenly break out? Does it have anything to do with him?