He glanced at Liu Biyun in surprise. He didn't expect that the gentle and gentle woman would be so bold. Sending tokens between men and women is a sign of love, and it's the same in this world.

Liu Biyun blushed and was about to leave. Li Muchan quickly stopped her: "Miss Liu, you're afraid, let's find a place to talk slowly."

Liu Biyun was so embarrassed that her behavior was impulsive. She wanted to run away immediately, so she refused to leave. Li Muchan said hurriedly: "I have something to tell the girl clearly."

Liu Biyun heard his solemn and serious voice. She turned back to look at him and saw that his eyes were clear and serious, as if something important was going on.

"...Okay." Liu Biyun nodded slightly and said, "Let's go there."

Li Muchan looked around and saw a small teahouse, and nodded.

Liu Biyun looked back at the restaurant. There was a Longshan Sect disciple looking through the window. When he saw Liu Biyun looking back, he quickly shrank his head.

He has a round face and a short and stocky body, and looks a bit arrogant.

After a while, he cautiously poked his head out again and saw Li Muchan and Liu Biyun entering the teahouse opposite side by side, and his face suddenly darkened.

He strode back to the table and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Wang, what's going on? Who is that kid?!"

Wang Hanyang raised his head and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, Li Guanhai is a ranger and his martial arts skills are extremely high, especially his swordsmanship. He is much better than Huang Zongqi!"

"Hmm -?" Senior Brother Zhao widened his eyes: "More powerful than that kid Huang Zongqi?"

Wang Hanyang curled his lips and said: "Don't say it's Huang Zongqi, even the two Huang Zongqi are no match for him! ... Senior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister and I almost couldn't see you this time!"

"Tell me about it!" Senior Brother Zhao hummed.

Wang Hanyang said: "I was injured, but Huang Zongqi somehow found out about it, so he brought two hidden swords from Linhai Pavilion to chase me and my junior sister!"

Senior Brother Zhao frowned: "Two Dark Swords? Huang Zongqi really thinks highly of you!... How can you escape?"

The Dark Swordsmen of Linhai Pavilion are the most powerful assassins. If they target you, you will almost die. Even if you were one of your own group and encountered the Dark Swords, you would only have to run away.

In his opinion, Wang Hanyang was seriously injured, and Liu Biyun would not leave him alone to escape. The two of them would definitely die if they encountered two dark swords!

Wang Hanyang said: "It was Li Guanhai who saved us! ... That Dark Sword is no match for Li Guanhai. His swordsmanship is so powerful! He forced the Dark Sword back with one strike, and Huang Zongqi couldn't even catch it with one strike!"

"Such a powerful swordsmanship?!" Senior Brother Zhao frowned and looked at Wang Hanyang.

Wang Hanyang suddenly shouted aggrievedly: "Senior Brother Zhao, don't you believe me!?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is he practicing?!" Senior Brother Zhao snorted.

Wang Hanyang shook his head: "His swordsmanship is mediocre and not subtle at all. It's just such a stab, but the timing of this stab is wonderful. I can also do this sword, but it's not so accurate!"

"Evil!" Senior Brother Zhao touched his round chin.

Wang Hanyang said: "I heard him say that his sword practice is very strange. He stands in front of a waterfall and stabs the water, and he has to be able to break the waterfall!"

"Nonsense!" Senior Brother Zhao waved his hand.

Wang Hanyang shook his head and said: "What he said makes sense. If you practice like this for more than ten years, you will definitely be able to develop such a powerful swordsmanship!"

"Nonsense, it's so easy to have swordsmen flying all over the sky!" Senior Brother Zhao disagreed.

A handsome young man next to him said: "Maybe it's because of his talent... Where are Senior Brother Zhao and Junior Sister Liu?"

Senior Brother Zhao's face darkened: "Humph, I went to the teahouse opposite with him!"

Wang Hanyang banged the table and let out a grunt.

"What's going on, Junior Brother Wang, does Junior Sister Liu really have a crush on this guy?" Senior Brother Zhao screamed strangely and his eyes widened.

Wang Hanyang shook his head and sighed: "**不了十!"

"Good boy, you're looking for death!" Senior Brother Zhao slapped the table with a "bang", and a clear palm print seemed to be branded on it. The palm print was burnt black and had a burnt smell.

"Senior Brother Zhao, alas..." Wang Hanyang shook his head and sighed.

"Why are you sighing!" Senior Brother Zhao scolded angrily: "How come Junior Sister Liu has fallen in love with such a boy, with an average appearance and an average family background!"

Wang Hanyang shook his head: "Senior Brother Zhao, no wonder Junior Sister Liu has taken a liking to him."

"What did you say?!" Senior Brother Zhao stared and grabbed his collar.

Wang Hanyang struggled away calmly, straightened his collar and sighed: "Senior Brother Zhao, think about it, this Li Guanhai is not from a famous family, but he has developed such a skill, how can he not be admired?...

...To be honest, he saved me a few times. But I just don’t like this kid, but I still admire him!"

"Hmph, so it's Junior Sister Liu who has a sharp eye and knows pearls!?" Senior Brother Zhao snorted angrily.

Wang Hanyang said: "Senior Brother Zhao, none of us are his opponents."

The handsome young man from before smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Wang is trying to provoke you... Junior Brother Wang, how did you get this injury?"

Wang Hanyang touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "He did it!"

"Huh——?" Senior Brother Zhao stared.

Wang Hanyang said: "I didn't like him, so I wanted to teach him a lesson. I didn't expect him to be so powerful, but he taught me a lesson instead!"

"He beat you and then protected you?" Senior Brother Zhao snorted.

Wang Hanyang said: "He may be afraid that if I die, our Longshan Sect will take revenge, so he protects me."

"That makes sense." Senior Brother Zhao nodded and said, "Is this kid really that powerful?"

"Senior Brother Zhao, I have a lie that will make me thunder!" Wang Hanyang raised his finger to the sky and swore.

Senior Brother Zhao touched his round chin: "I want to get to know this kid for a while!"

The handsome young man said: "Senior Brother Zhao, can you win the Dark Sword?"

"There are high and low dark swords." Senior Brother Zhao said.

"What about Huang Zongqi?" the handsome young man asked.

Senior Brother Zhao hesitated for a moment and slowly shook his head: "The person named Huang is a bit tricky."

"That's it!" the handsome young man sighed: "We can't beat him even if we are together, so let's forget it!"

"You just have to swallow your anger?!" Senior Brother Zhao snorted willingly.

The handsome young man said: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero. We can't defeat him. Are we really going to be humiliated by him?!"

Senior Brother Zhao glared at Wang Hanyang hatefully, and Wang Hanyang patted his head innocently.

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Li Muchan and Liu Biyun were sitting in a corner of the teahouse. The environment here was quiet. This was during meal time, and they were the only two in the teahouse.

Liu Biyunyu held a tea cup in her hand, lowered her head and slowly drank tea, her face always flushed. It was as if the white jade had been smeared with a layer of rouge, and she did not dare to raise her head to look at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan also drank tea slowly and remained silent. Time passed slowly. It was quiet and peaceful.

She couldn't bear it and looked up at Li Muchan: "What does Mr. Li have to say?"

"Oh." Li Muchan woke up, sighed, slowly put down the tea cup, and looked at Liu Biyun quietly: "Actually, I have always concealed my true identity."

Liu Biyun was startled and quickly looked up at him.

Li Muchan said: "My true identity is Li Wuji, a disciple of Zishang Palace."

"Zi Shang Palace?" Liu Biyun was surprised. "Li Wuji?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The palace master and I killed Wan Zhongshan, but later we found out that Wan Zhongshan's true identity was that he was a disciple of your Longshan Sect. I had been worried about whether he would be retaliated by the Longshan Sect, so I changed my name to Li Guanhai and came here to test.

"

"You..." Liu Biyun looked at Li Muchan blankly, unable to react for a moment.

Li Muchan sighed: "I originally wanted to keep it a secret and let this Li Guanhai slowly disappear. But now, I can only tell the truth to the girl!"

If it weren't for Liu Biyun's hand, he would not admit it frankly because he felt so kind to the beauty. Moreover, he knew that the sooner he said this, the better. Paper could not cover the fire. After all, he had to know that the later it was, the more hurt she would be.

He had a pity for her and couldn't bear to hurt her.

"Li Wuji..." Liu Biyun lowered her head and took a sip of tea, not looking at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan sighed: "As a girl, if I encounter such a situation, I can only do this. Zishang Palace has saved my life, and I have to repay it."

Liu Biyun remained silent, lowering her head and not looking at him.

Li Muchan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, sighing. At this point, he couldn't control what would happen. All he could do was look at her attitude.

Time passed slowly, and a quarter of an hour passed unconsciously.

Li Muchan said: "Girl, if you want to find me in the future, just take this sign and go to Qingmei Town. I'll take my leave first and see you later!"

Liu Biyun looked up at him and asked coldly: "Were the clothes in Wan Zhong Mountain really burned?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes."

The clothes were really burned, but when they were burned is another story.

Liu Biyun had a cold face, turned away from him, and said lightly: "The sect may not really be able to give up."

Li Muchan frowned and looked at her, and Liu Biyun said: "I have no say in the affairs of the sect. I can only act according to orders. You can take care of yourself!"

After saying that, she put down the tea cup, turned around and left Yingying.

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Liu Biyun returned to the restaurant thoughtfully and sat down under the bright eyes of Wang Hanyang and the five others. She was preoccupied and did not notice anything strange about them.
To be continued...