He looked down on this little marquis, and now he looked down on three points. He only glanced at him, then turned to look at Feng Yu and smiled, "Miss Feng Yu, it's such a coincidence, have you come here for dinner too?"

Feng Yu nodded "Yes" and stopped talking.

Zuo Lan said: "I happened to be here to have a meal too. Since that's the case, why don't you eat with us?"

Feng Yu said: "I have eaten it."

Zuo Lan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you have eaten it, just drink two more glasses of water and wine!"

Feng Yu said, "I don't drink."

Zuo Lan's face tightened and pretended to be displeased and said, "Miss Fengyu, you look down on me!"

Feng Yu was a little nervous and said uneasy: "No, Mr. Zuo, I really can't drink!"

Zuo Lan laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, I can teach you!"

Feng Yu became more and more uneasy and didn't know how to answer. He turned to look at Jiang Xiaobai. Jiang Xiaobai turned to look at the old housekeeper and said lightly: "Uncle Feng, what should you do about this?"

The old butler snorted coldly and said, "What should he do if he jumps into the clown?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Feng Yu again and said, "Now you know what to do?"

Feng Yu suddenly had the courage, his eyes became firm, and he looked at Zuo Lan and said, "Sorry, Mr. Zuo, I'm not interested in drinking, you guys drink it slowly!"

Because two people were blocking the stairs, the people below could not come up and the people above could not go down. The more people gathered, they saw that it was Zuo Lan and the little Marquis, and no one dared to talk too much, and they stood beside and watched the fun.

In front of so many people, he was scolded as a clown and rejected by a little maid. Zuo Lan felt that such a big restaurant could not let go of his face. He looked at Jiang Xiaobai and laughed, saying, "Oh, this isn't the little marquis! I don't recognize him when I change into new clothes, I'm so respectful!"

Jiang Xiaobai knew that he was disgusting him, but he didn't care. He just looked at him coldly, wondering what else he was going to do.

Sure enough, Zuo Lan said again: "But the little marquis, the food here is very expensive and most people can't afford it. I wonder where you get so much money? Oh, I remembered that I gave Feng Yu a gold coin today, but that was obtained by Feng Yu with hard work. You won't have already squandered it, right? If so, I will take back this gold coin."

He concluded that the gold coin had been eaten by the little marquis, so he would definitely not be able to take it out. After saying that, he looked proud and waited for the little marquis to make a fool of himself. Unexpectedly, Feng Yu took out the gold coin from his arms and handed it to him, "Master Zuo, is this one? Take it back, I didn't plan to ask for it."

Zuo Lan only felt that someone was hit hard on her face, and it was so hot that she looked at the gold coins in Feng Yu's hand and it was not right to not.

Jiang Xiaobai sneered and said, "I want to make this marquis look bad with a small gold coin. You underestimate me too much! If you want others to make this marquis, you not only need gold coins, but also a brain, but you are missing the same. Since you like to make this marquis, I will not be with you. You should perform slowly here alone and say goodbye."

On the left blue side, there was a middle-aged man standing, holding a long sword in his hand, thin, strong face, and deep eyes as a hole. He stood up and said slowly, "I want to leave? It's not that easy!"

When he said that, a white star dot appeared on the middle of his eyebrows, emitting a faint light.

"Monk!"

The people who knew the goods in the crowd quickly shouted.

For mortals, monks are godlike beings. The crowd took a breath and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be hurt by innocent people. They thought to themselves that the little marquis is finished today! Isn’t it good to go home to sleep? They have to put on airs here, but now it’s good that the airs are going to be broken up by others.

Feng Yanfengyu also sweated coldly, looking at Jiang Xiaobai nervously, hoping that he could put down his figure and make a few soft words. Maybe this matter would be fine.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaobai had no fear on his face and said lightly: "What? Could it be that you still have the courage to kill this marquis?"

The monk was named Jiang Yiding. He sneered and said, "What kind of elephant do you pretend to be with a pig's nose? You are worthy of me if you are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the

Jiang Xiaobai said: "In front of me, where can you speak? I don't want to kill you. Since you are seeking death by yourself, I have to help you!"

Jiang Yiding laughed and said, "It's really not big toad, and he's not a little bit! If you know a little, kneel down and kowtow three times, and apologize to my young master, maybe I can let you go. Otherwise, it will make you worse than death and let you know what it means to have someone outside of people and there is heaven."

Jiang Xiaobai said disdainfully: "There is a world beyond the sky? You are quite thin, why are you so thick-skinned? You still know how embarrassed you are? You are not young anymore, and you are two or three hundred years old? But you only have a rank of 12000 yuan. Do you think others don't know anything about the goods? You are so embarrassed to stand here and bark? I've been eating the dog's stomach for so many years? Even if you've been practicing for two or three hundred years, you should have broken through the golden fight? If it were me, I would have hit the tofu head to death, so as not to be embarrassed to live in the world."

This sentence hit Jiang Yiding's pain. Jiang Xiaobai was right. He was indeed mediocre in his qualifications, and it was a lucky thing to be able to show his marks. He has been wandering in the first grade of Bai Dou over the years and cannot break through to the second grade, otherwise he would not have become a mortal follower.

As soon as a monk enters the Qi-Healing Realm, he divides into the White Dou, Jin Dou, and Zi Dou. The so-called White Dou first grade means that only one white star is displayed between the eyebrows, and two second grades are two. One bucket has seven grades in total. When the seventh grade is complete, the complete Big Dipper will be displayed between the eyebrows, so it is called "Dou". After the White Dou breaks through, it will be the Golden Dou, and then the Zi Dou, and then the Qi-Registration Realm.

In the eyes of mortals, he was a high-ranking monk, but in the eyes of monks, he was like an ant, and no one could look down on him. Only in front of these mortals could he find a little floating feeling. Unexpectedly, before he could even float, he was exposed in front of everyone's eyes, and was humiliated bloodily. How could he bear it? He roared with red eyes: "Looking for death!" He drew his sword and stabbed Jiang Xiaobai.

Although Jiang Xiaobai spoke calmly, he was extremely cautious in his heart. Even if the other party had mediocre qualifications, he was still a monk, and the gap between him and mortals was not a small part. The reason why he angered the other party was just to mess up his mind, so that he could find his flaws.

If it was a fair duel, the opponent would draw the sword in an orderly manner, and with his strength, it would be difficult to avoid it. But when the opponent was furious, he was already confused and would definitely draw the sword and stab him, so he would guess the enemy's initiative. The sword moved, and the sword flashed, and he would barely open a sword. But he knew that he was not Jiang Yiding's opponent and could not fight hard, so he did not fight back after dodging, but instead attacked the east and west, drawing the sword and stabbed Zuo Lan.

Zuo Lan was standing aside watching the show, with a relaxed expression and no worries in her heart. The monk was not as good as a dog chasing a chicken, without any suspense. Unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, the chicken did not fight with the dog, but instead ran over to peck him. It was really an old lady who ate persimmons and picked soft people. Do you really think he was easy to bully?

But he was really easy to bully, and he was so scared that his face looked like a slut and a ghost screamed.

Jiang Yiding was also shocked. If the young master had an accident, even if he killed Jiang Xiaobai, he would not be able to explain to the city lord when he went back. He had no time to think about it, so he quickly turned around to rescue him. His body was almost tilted to the ground, trying to use his sword to pick out Jiang Xiaobai's sword.

The sword technique of Bodhidharma was a set of sword techniques that Bodhidharma realized after thousands of battles. The moves were superb and almost calculated the sword posture of the opponent when he avoided the sword. Therefore, Jiang Yiding picked up the sword with one sword. Jiang Xiaobai had already withdrawn the sword in advance, and let him pick it up in vain. He turned his hand and stabbed the sword under Jiang Yiding's tilted body. When his sword arrived, his body was just inclined. Finally, the intersection of the sword and the body was Jiang Yiding's heart, which was exactly the same. After a day of running-in, his soul and body had a tacit understanding, and the sword moved with his heart, which was particularly convenient.

Jiang Yiding was so scared that his heart was broken, but his body was tilted and he had nowhere to leverage his strength. He felt a chill in his chest and the long sword passed through his chest. Although he had not seen any eyebrows and eyes in recent years, he had lived for two or three hundred years and had seen the world. However, he had never seen such a wonderful sword technique. The sword seemed to have eyes and could see through his heart. A dignified monk was killed by a mortal move. This was really terrible.

But after a moment, he slowly closed his eyes and would never feel scared again. He would never know that if he could survive this move, it might be another ending.

But time does not allow assumptions.

The battle was only a blink of an eye. When the onlookers realized that Jiang Yiding was dead. Many people witnessed this scene with their own eyes, but they didn't know how Jiang Yiding died. All this happened too quickly.

Then the whole restaurant was in full bloom, and everyone could not believe their eyes. This was incredible. A god-like monk was actually killed by a mortal, and he was killed with one move, without any power to fight back. Is this still the little marquis who had seen everyone fear before? Is this still a person?
Chapter completed!