Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

"No wonder the senior looks so kind?"

Sikong Changfeng grinned and said bluntly.

Hearing this, Wang Yihang looked strange.

The white-haired old man also stroked his beard and smiled.

"When I stood on the top of Lausanne City, I killed people without blinking an eye!"

Sikong Changfeng was stunned and muttered: "Blood and flesh are flying everywhere. Don't you feel tired when you don't blink for so long?"

Jun Lintian rolled his eyes at Sikong Changfeng. When did this kid have such a talent for comedy?

"Sir, you fight for your country, so you have to kill people. But now is different from the past. Otherwise, how could a wise man like Baili worship you as his teacher?"

Jun Lintian said with a chuckle, but the white-haired old man nodded with a smile.

"But many people may not think so. They may want to get the secret in my hands."

"They can only think about it."

Jun Lintian said with a faint smile, his tone full of arrogance.

The white-haired old man sighed, "You are young, your cultivation is not high, but your tone is quite arrogant."

"Realm does not equal combat power."

"Besides, if you are young and not frivolous, what kind of young man is it!"

Jun Lintian answered quickly.

"Well said~" The white-haired old man smiled with some emotion, and memories seemed to flash in his eyes.

The peach wood sword on Wang Yixing's back suddenly trembled, flew up and turned to the courtyard wall.

Wang Yixing turned around and spoke.

"Sir, whether it is a sword immortal or a Confucian immortal, our attitude in Wangchengshan will not change."

"If they want, they can try."

When he turned around, there was already a bloody figure standing under the courtyard.

"Huh~"

"It's Wushuang layer, Song Yanhui."

Wang Yixing carefully recognized it and said.

Song Yanhui was stunned for a moment, suddenly frowned, and corrected it.

"It's Wushuang City."

Song Yanhui wiped the blood off his face, walked over quickly, stared at the white-haired old man with a piercing gaze, and was excited.

"Sometimes I don't speak official language very well, you know what I mean..." Wang Yixing explained with a sneer.

Jun Lintian raised his eyes and interrupted.

"Don't worry about these details."

Jun Lintian chuckled and turned the wine glass in his hand.

"But you may be disappointed. There is no sword immortal from Xichu here, only an old Confucian scholar."

"It's really pitiful. He hasn't passed the imperial examination at such an old age."

The last two sentences were said to Song Yanhui.

However,

The people present were stunned.

"Impossible, then what are you doing here?"

Song Yanhui frowned and shouted coldly, his eyes moving back and forth between the people.

Could it be that in just a short while, they reached a deal that made up such nonsense.

"I just found out after I came here that there is only one old scholar here. Isn't that unreasonable?"

Jun Lintian laughed.

Wang Yixing also reacted and was surprised. Jun Lintian's mind was too fast and he almost couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Alas~ Brother Song Dao, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Wang Yixing lowered his head and sighed, not showing any acting at all.

Song Yanhui frowned and shouted.

"Don't play such tricks."

"For the sword song of Western Chu and for those secrets, do you know what has happened outside!"

Jun Lintian sighed and shook his head.

"I think it must be a bloody storm..."

"But they are destined to be disappointed."

Sikong Changfeng next to him suddenly added a sentence.

"Fame and fortune are so fascinating... At such an age, he still studies hard behind closed doors for a meager fame. It's really sad and lamentable."

Song Yanhui's eyes became colder, but there was a trace of hesitation in the depths of his eyes, and his body almost shook.

And outside the courtyard.

Bai Li Chengfeng personally led a team of 100 people to break the wind, riding horses on the long street and waving long whips.

"This street is closed, and those who enter without permission will be killed!"

Some people from the rivers and lakes protested and wanted to force the crowd to charge.

They were killed by Bai Li Chengfeng with thunder, which shocked those people.

"Father~"

Old Marquis Bai Li Luo Chen got off a carriage.

Bai Li Chengfeng immediately smiled and stepped forward, but when he saw a figure coming down, Bai Li Chengfeng's face changed.

The school envoy, the young master.

Also the ninth prince of the royal family, His Highness Xiao Ruofeng.

Was the other party here on behalf of the academy or the royal family? Perhaps the other party was also deceiving himself?

"Stop here, don't let anyone get close."

Baili Luochen ordered calmly, and Baili Chengfeng had to obey.

The disappearing door reappeared, and the two walked in one after another.

Xiao Ruofeng was slightly stunned when he saw so many people inside, and then he came directly to the white-haired old man with his natural arrogance.

He took off his white hat and smiled gently.

"Ancient"I finally saw you, my dearest generation."

The white-haired old man smiled but said nothing. He looked past the other person and looked at Baili Luochen.

When Baili Luochen saw the old man's face, even if he was calm, he was shocked and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Old Marquis, do you feel a little regretful that you didn't see the person you wanted to see?"

The white-haired old man's face was full of smiles, and he was very satisfied to see the surprised expressions of these people.

The Western Chu State has been destroyed for a long time, but it is still remembered by people. How could this old man not understand the real purpose of these people?

What about the common people, what about the righteousness of the world.

After all, it's just a petty profit.

In the mansion of Zhenxi Marquis.

Bai Li Dongjun woke up, and his first reaction was to pick up the [Unstained Dust] beside him and rush outside.

But the mysterious figure blocked the door.

"Even if you want to stop me, I must go out today. "

Baili Dongjun looked at the other party and spoke in a deep voice without any timidity.

"Oh~"

"Then how do you get out? You know, I have at least ten ways to keep you from leaving this door."

The man said arrogantly.

But a voice broke in, not giving the other party any face.

"You are wrong. The method is actually very simple. I will hold you back so that he can get out."

A man pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, wearing a white robe and a white hat.

"School messenger?"

Baili Dongjun was stunned and a little surprised.

The man took off the hat, threw it aside, and sighed.

"You are far worse than those two little ghosts. With my outstanding temperament, you should recognize me even if I wear a hat."

"What school messenger? "

"I am the most famous young man in Leijiabao, the most talented disciple of Mr. Li in the school, and the most unique and outstanding Zhuo Mo Gongzi on the Beili Gongzi List--"

"Lei--Meng--Sha--"

This time, Baili Dongjun cooperated and said, and came to Lei Mengsha's side with a few steps.

Lei Mengsha smiled with satisfaction.

"You go first, I will take care of him!"

Lei Mengsha looked relaxed, but he was already very alert in his heart.

Two figures flashed, and "bang~" they hit each other.

Lei Mengsha fell back to Baili Dongjun, still smiling on his face, but yelling in his mouth.

"Go quickly, you stay here and affect my performance. "

Baili Dongjun was a little worried, but he still obediently rushed out the door.

As soon as the man left, Lei Mengsha grimaced and his whole face twitched.

Hiss~

It hurts so much, I must ask the old marquis for some medicine money.

The man smiled and looked at Lei Mengsha, and was about to jump and chase him.

Lei Mengsha suddenly let out a long howl, attracting the other party's attention.

Lei Mengsha's eyes showed excitement, and he threw something out while saying leisurely.

"The ancestral precepts of the Lei Family Castle are still right. If I can't beat you, I will blow you to death!"

"But first, let you taste the flash bomb I just developed, which will blind your eyes."