Konoha's leaves rustled.

Beside the long bank of bamboo forest, a figure is reflected in the water.

The spring breeze blows green waves.

The shadow doesn't move.

It was as if the person in the leaf had merged with his own shadow.

The person does not move and the shadow does not move.

It's like an icy mountain standing without any change.

He leaned over and picked up a clear spring, wet his face, and then washed his hands meticulously.

He washed it very carefully, as if his gentle palms were stained with blood that was difficult to wash away, and it was also like a ritual before doing something.

When he got up, there were already people standing behind him.

"Is everyone here?" the figure asked coldly.

"All have arrived."

"Walk!"

The figure didn't say anything nonsense, nor did he look back at the person behind him.

That's thirteen big men.

Wearing green clothes, with a long sword on his waist.

The power exuded was like thousands of troops approaching.

Thirteen people followed the person walking at the front.

Passing through the large bamboo forest, what comes into view is a noodle shop.

The figure immediately sat down.

Sit upright.

"Zhao Qingyi, you are late."

A middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat who had already been seated raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of bright eyes, and casually glanced at the figure in green clothes.

He also didn't look at the thirteen tall men standing not far away who refused to sit down.

Zhao Qingyi frowned suddenly, as if he didn't expect the man wearing a bamboo hat to appear here, and couldn't help but asked in a deep voice: "Li Si, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'll do whatever you guys are here to do." Li Si smiled, but still didn't stop using the chopsticks in his hands as he stretched out his long chopsticks and slurped up the noodles.

The gurgling was really unpleasant, which made Zhao Qingyi's brows deepen, but he didn't say anything.

Ding dong!

Gold strike.

Earrings ring.

A giant man carrying a nine-ringed sword like an iron tower walked over with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Boom.

The earth trembled as he sat in front of the desk.

Without saying too much, he waved and said: "Shop, a bucket of noodles!"

The store owner, Old Man Zhang, waved as if he had known this person would come, and the two young men quickly brought out a large bucket.

Move the desk in front of you.

The big bucket was put down with a bang.

The two chopsticks look like two rolling pins.

The giant man took the chopsticks and nodded: "Thank you."

Hurrr!

Zhao Qingyi's brows were completely twisted into the character "Sichuan".

It wasn't that he was impatient with the noise, but he didn't expect the Nine-Headed Summer Dragon to appear here.

This person is really difficult to deal with.

It is said that when his mother was washing clothes by the river, a real dragon came to her and gave birth to such a monster.

However, this is mostly a rumor.

There are no real dragons in their world, but strangers always come and then leave in a hurry.

He felt that Xia Long was probably just a bastard from a foreigner. It was really heartless for those people to pick up their pants and run away, leaving them alone as an orphan and a widowed mother.

Looking at Xia Long's terrifying figure, Zhao Qingyi felt that it wasn't that miserable after all.

A man in a robe walked in.

After looking around, come over.

He smiled and asked: "Brother, is there no one here?"

Zhao Qingyi looked at the other person and then at the many empty seats, sighing inwardly that this person really didn't know how to show appreciation. What's the difference between this and deliberately standing side by side when peeing.

However, seeing the unfamiliar face and the clueless expression on the other side, Zhao Qingyi waved his hand to signal the thirteen Taibao behind him not to take action.

"no one."

"But I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

"Shopkeeper, a jar of wine."

The man who had just sat down looked curious.

Oh.

He poured two glasses of wine and said with a smile: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Zhao Qingyi looked at the man sitting opposite him. His first impression was that he was ordinary, with a fair face and dark skin. He was not born with it, but seemed to have been exposed to the sun the day after tomorrow.

The palms of my hands are deeply calloused, and my beard is very untidy.

A life of hard work that requires running around every day.

He said calmly: "The one wearing a bamboo hat is known as the King of Hell, Li Si."

"he is great!"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man nodded seriously.

Zhao Qingyi didn't seem to expect such a comment. He thought the man was scared to death, because many people in the world should be aware of Li Si's reputation.

Fame can't be fooled.

Because there are always young people who want fame who will challenge them.

"There is also a big man carrying a heavy sword."

"Nine Headed Summer Dragons."

"It is said that he has nine heads. Even if he has ten lives, he will die if he encounters him."

"He is also very powerful, but he looks kind-hearted."

"Good face?"

Zhao Qingyi was stunned. He really didn't expect that this ordinary man would give Xia Long a kind evaluation: "Why?"

"Because he said thank you."

"Pfft!"

The person covering her mouth and smiling coquettishly was a charming woman in slightly thin clothes. Her bright nails looked even more beautiful against her fair face.

"Who is she?"

Hearing the man's question, Zhao Qingyi secretly said: 'Are you still asking about addiction?'

"There is no need for him to introduce me to this girl."

"My name is Zhong Yuhua."

The woman sat down safely, and the two people behind her were like logs.

"Who are we waiting for?" Zhao Qingyi pondered.

In total, there are already four famous masters.

People like them are rare to see on weekdays, and it is even better to see the king without seeing the king. Today, four of them gathered at once, and it seemed that some of them were not here.

A few moments.

A middle-aged man wearing silk satin said with a little regret: "It seems that many people will not come."

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To be continued...