Thousand Blades of Death

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Ma Yuan raised his eyebrows. Not much to say, Xiaofeng flew up to the eaves with the landing. Lu Xiaofeng flipped three heels in the air one after another, brushing an acrobatic wave to beckon to the children, and he left before he could finish it.

Ma Yuan looked up at the sky, "Okay, now it's time for lunch. Just now I heard you said that a restaurant in Beijing is very good. Just go there and eat."

Lu Xiaofeng took him diligently and diligently to the restaurant, because he was also very hungry, and his hungry front chest was attached to his back. When he entered, he ordered, "Here is a big bowl of braised shark fin, a roast duck, four Catty pancakes, plus eight catties of bamboo leaf green, six kinds of wine and vegetables. Ma Yuan, what else do you want to eat?

"Another elbow will do." Ma Yuan was also welcome.

Lu Xiaofeng lit the table with chopsticks, "You didn't complete my conditions just now. I don't need to invite you for this month's meal."

Ma Yuan looked at him and smiled, "So what are you going to do to save me?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't raise his head, "I'll leave it to you to solve the trouble this time. I'm hungry. I can eat a whole cow when I'm hungry."

Ma Yuan heard the words and looked sideways at the people who came in through the door.

Among these people, apart from the middle-aged man wearing the walking jewellery store in the front, they are all followed by young people, but of course, there is only this middle-aged man worth looking at.

In other words, the sword in his hand is worthy of Ma Yuan's eye. The black-skinned fish skin sheath, white gold swallowed, a long sword in the form of an ancient, and the bright red sword spikes are tied with a white jade carved double fish.

"Jin Nan Gong, Yin Ouyang, Yu Sima" Wulin three big family, this middle-aged man is Sima Ziyi, not to mention the rich family, or the only disciple of "Mr. Tie Jian" in the past, this person's style is very good, but There is still the arrogance of teenagers, and I like the arrogance of teenagers.

And Xiao Xiaodian also brought up the food a little bit. Lu Xiaofeng really did not hesitate to pick up the chopsticks like a starved ghost, and he didn’t look at the people next to him. Ma Yuan had to touch the handle and wanted to cut Lu Xiaofeng first. For a meal, it is more cost-effective to cut those who are in trouble.

Sima Ziyi is naturally a big man, so he first sent a small person to come, also a Ziyi. This young man stood by his sword, looked at them coldly, and then clenched his fists, saying: "Your predecessor must be Ma Yuan and Lu Xiaofeng. ."

Ma Yuantu cheered at him.

Because of his idle movements, the teenager can also guess that Ma was an unrestrained person, so he continued: "In Xiahuqing, from Suhuqiu, Shuangyutang, Changle Mountain Villa, there is a teacher sitting there. I already know."

Ma Yuan was very innocent. After he spoke, he took the words, "In fact, I don't know."

Lu Xiaofeng intently gnawed at the chicken wings and didn't care how Ma Yuan was angry with these troublesome people.

Hu Qing’s face changed, naturally he thought that Ma Yuan deliberately asked him for trouble. When he said this deliberately, his face was no longer polite, or he was not so polite, he said straightforwardly: "Your Excellency is so ignorant, but you can The reputation on the rivers and lakes surprised me!"

Ma Yuan sneered, "Do I have a great reputation? Then you talk about how famous I am! Who is bigger than the teacher you said."

Hu Qing opened his mouth, his face suddenly hard to look.

How is Ma Yuan famous? Is it true to marry one of the four shows in Emei? He is the best friend with Ximen blowing snow, and even there are rumors that Ximen blowing snow is not as good as Ma? In the past six months, Ma Yuan beheaded countless people with strong abilities and martial arts, but are they considered powerful? In the last month, did Jin Jiuling, the embroidered thief who just killed a few strokes, count?

Hu Qing suffocated, said: "The teacher was already famous on the rivers and lakes when he was young..."

Ma Yuan laughed, "Young, I think he has more than fifty at this time."

Lu Xiaofeng chewed the chicken wings and wanted Ma Yuan to give Sima Zi a face, but now he can't say anything. Ma Yuan is indeed a character that will provoke hatred. I am afraid that no matter how troublesome this time is, he can't escape it.

Hu Qing's hand was gripped with a sword handle, and the green muscles were shaking, as if he would shoot the next moment.

Ma Yuan still looked at him with all his time, "Did you think about it? Maybe the next moment you made the sword, my knife penetrated your neck."

His words are full of threats, but the swords of the swordsman of the king have many legends on the rivers and lakes.

Lu Xiaofeng put another piece of shark fin in his mouth, chewed carefully, and tasted slowly. He also simply broke the jar and broke it. Sima Ziyi was no longer powerful, and he couldn’t get along with him. He has many friends. Such friends Never mind.

"The little apprentice is in his humble beginnings, and the two laughed when he talked." Sima Ziyi stood up and wanted to come over, but stopped in the distance, as if still waiting for them to greet him, and it was indeed a wealthy disease, but he also quickly saw it. Neither Ma Yuan nor Lu Xiaofeng has any interest and fear in him.

Sima Ziyi only came over by herself, stretched out a well-maintained hand, and nodded toward the table.

Hu Qing immediately took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and placed them on the table.

Sima Ziyi touched his neat moustache again with that hand and said, "Although jade bi is good, it is not as good as gold and silver. Bu Ju is incomprehensible, and of course it will inevitably hit the wall."

The news in the capital was spreading very fast. Even an hour ago, now even he knew it.

Ma Yuan didn’t look at him either. He had to look up to see him, he didn’t like it, so he simply took a stack of silver tickets from his arms and put them on the table, "There are fifty thousand two here, you can’t teach Apprentices, there should be a lot of people in this capital, it should be given to your apprentices for tuition."

Lu Xiaofeng almost choked. He didn't expect Ma Yuan to be so rich. After all, half a million yuan was not a small amount. He not only took it out but also gave it away. He really wanted to scold him for losing, but when he thinks about himself again, he is not without it. Excessive amounts of money, but often squandered out in less than a few days or half a month.

Man! Prodigal son! This is always somewhat the same.

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