At this time, Jingzhou was carrying a guqin on his back, dressed in white clothes, and sitting in a restaurant drinking.
It was so quiet on the second floor that you could even hear the sound of Jing Zhou swallowing his wine.
Besides him, there were an old man and a young man on the entire second floor.
The older one is an old man with a gray beard, about fifty years old, and the younger one is a little girl in green clothes.
There were quite a few people there before, but they were all cleared out by Jing Zhou.
Those who winked took the money and walked out, but those who didn't winked and thought about gesticulating with Jingzhou are still lying at the door. Even the disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect have not benefited, such as Taishan
Send disciples.
Although Jingzhou threw many people out, he was dressed in white and did not carry a sword, so no one recognized the evil master.
Otherwise, just relying on his reputation as a master of warding off evil spirits, it would be very difficult for him to be pure at this time!
"Let's stop making noise now." Jing Zhou put down the wine glass and took out the piano from behind.
Good wine goes with good music!
When the old man with a gray beard saw the qin in Jing Zhou's hand, his eyes lit up with a gleam of light, and then he closed his eyes to rest.
"Brother, the music you play is so nice."
The little girl clapped her hands, her face full of joy.
"Really, thank you very much for your kind words, girl."
"Keke, eldest brother calls me girl, do you think I have to be a big girl? They used to call me little girl..."
"Hahaha, it turns out your name is Fei Fei."
These two people must be Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan. This little girl is quite clever and eccentric. Jingzhou didn't reveal their identities and just started playing the music.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed, the style of the music changed, and a song called "Dao Wuxin" floated out from the second floor and reached the ears of the people downstairs. Everyone felt a chill all over their bodies. In this hot day, how could it be okay?
Comfortable and transparent!
The old man looked happy and nodded.
"It's such a cool song, it really dazzles the scenery! Piano player, let me change it to something more festive."
A rough sound came from the window, breaking the sound of the piano.
At this time, two people jumped in from the wooden window on the second floor.
The man who spoke had a beard on his mouth, a dark complexion, and bright eyes. He was holding a knife in one hand and a nun in the other.
Jingzhou put his palm on the piano, looked at the gathering clouds outside the window, and said slowly: "What if I don't want to?"
Tian Boguang sat down, took a wine bottle from the table, and poured himself some wine.
"Do you dare, kid?"
"If you don't want to, if you don't want to, it's just like this table!"
After taking a sip of wine, Tian Boguang drew out his knife and immediately cut off a corner of the table, making Yi Lin next to him scream in surprise.
Do you still dare to do it in front of him, Tian Boguang?
Even if you don’t want to, you have to endure it!
"It seems that the young master can't help himself. Would you like to drink a cup of tea to calm down the shock?"
"This young man, you... hurry up..."
Yilin saw that the young master did not take Tian Boguang seriously at all, but instead invited her to tea. She was so anxious that she almost cried.
She has seen Tian Boguang's sword before, and even Senior Brother Linghu from Huashan is no match, let alone the thin young master in front of her?
But she had no idea how to help the person in front of her.
"Boy, are you not afraid of death? It seems that you didn't even hear what the uncle said?" Tian Boguang narrowed his eyes when he saw Jingzhou ignoring his words, and he suddenly had murderous intentions.
When had Tian Boguang been looked down upon like this?
At this time, there was another sound from the stairs.
"Master Jing"
Linghu Chong rushed up from downstairs and when he saw Jing Zhou, he was stunned. He even forgot about chasing Tian Boguang here to rescue Yilin, and felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
This Young Master Qianqian, whom I had met once before, is the person that my junior sister misses day and night.
I don’t know since when, my junior sister started to alienate herself.
A few days ago, I didn’t even practice sword practice anymore.
In the past, the little junior sister was the most annoying person, but now she actually invited a master from down the mountain to come up and seriously learn the way of the saint.
And all of this is because of this person in front of me.
Seeing Jingzhou's jade-like face, Linghu Chong suddenly felt that perhaps, only a man like Jingzhou was worthy of his senior sister.
How could I, a person who didn't know a few Chinese characters, compare to the elegant and elegant Mr. Jing?
Apart from the swordsmanship that I am proud of, nothing seems to be comparable to the man in front of me...
"It's Brother Linghu. Since Brother Linghu is here, Tian will not give Brother Linghu face if he starts killing again."
After saying that, Tian Boguang put away the knife, picked up the wine glass that he had put down before, and said to Jing Zhou: "That pretty boy, come and pour some wine for me and brother Linghu!"
Tian Boguang recognized Linghu Chong very much and felt that this little brother was loyal, righteous and a good man.
Although his martial arts skills are not even slightly inferior to his own, Tian Boguang is not an ordinary person who judges success or failure based on his martial arts skills.
Seeing Tian Boguang in such a hurry to reincarnate, Jing Zhou said coldly: "Walking alone for thousands of miles has a good reputation! I'm afraid I won't be able to leave Hengyang City today!"
"You are destined to die. You don't have the chance to touch my hand today, but the time has come. This soul-destroying song needs to be played with a sword!"
Let Jingzhou pour the wine, Tian Boguang is not qualified enough!
Hearing Jing Zhou speak so arrogantly, Tian Boguang was furious. He didn't care about drinking at the moment. He pulled out the knife with a "clang" sound and sliced off Jing Zhou's head.
When did anyone dare to speak to him like this, Tian Boguang!
"ah!"
The knife was as fast as lightning and like a flash of white light in the dark night. It frightened the little girl and Yilin so much that they closed their eyes and did not dare to look at the scene in front of them.
If it was cut solid by his knife, it would probably end up being decapitated.
In Tian Boguang's opinion, young people like Jingzhou are just rookies who have just come out of the world. They have taught a few petty thieves a lesson when they first came out of the mountain, and then they have become self-inflated and do not know how big the world is!
In Tian Boguang's eyes, Linghu Chong was already a hero among the younger generation. Even so, Linghu Chong couldn't withstand a few moves from his sharp sword.
As for the kid in front of me, I'm afraid he's far worse than Linghu Chong.
This river and lake is huge and the water is deep!
No matter what sect he is, his head must be cut off today!
Except for the leaders of various sects, no one in the world can stop the sword in Tian Boguang's hand.
Even Taishan Taoist from the Five Mountains Sword Sect and Yu Xiaozi from the Sichuan-Sichuan Qingcheng Sect could not last more than a few rounds under his sharp sword.
Tian Boguang's knife struck very quickly, causing a "whoosh" sound. He could even imagine the way the knife fell on Jing Zhou's head, cutting off the blood and gushing blood.
When Linghu Chong saw Tian Boguang's sword coming out, he was confused whether to block it or not.
If Jing Zhou died like this, would Junior Sister Shui Shui let go of this relationship?
However, it is not an upright behavior for a noble family to do nothing to save someone.
He was very confused about whether to draw his sword or not. But after such a short delay, it was already too late for him to draw his sword again.
"Mr. Jing, be careful!" Apart from reminding Jing Zhou, Linghu Chong seemed to be unable to do anything. At this time, the bitterness in his heart became even stronger.
Fighting with swords, Linghu Chong is really ridiculous now that he thinks about it.
He couldn't save Yilin or Jingzhou, even his beloved junior sister was snatched away.
Although the world was huge, Linghu Chong felt that there was no place for him.