Beautiful man, take the initiative to enter the market! (4)
Several figures followed him and fell into the building.
The tea patrons watching the excitement fled downstairs, screaming, and the four people rushed towards Yunchu's table.
The four men were all strong men, with knives in their hands and eyes full of murderous intent.
Four people, with four knives, attacked the man on the table at the same time.
Pulling the back of Yun Chu's chair, Shangguan Wuji swayed and dragged her three steps away. At the same time, he took a step forward to protect her.
"Sorry!" The man removed his foot from the snack and turned to look at Yunchu.
In front of him, four cold knives went in and out of the air, making four icy knife marks. Each knife revealed the murderous viciousness.
With their eyes facing each other, Yun Chu felt as if he was in the wilderness of early spring, with a gentle spring breeze blowing against his face.
That man was about twenty-four or five years old. He was wearing a simple and elegant light-colored cloth robe. His long hair was tied on the top of his head with a jade hairpin. His facial features were definitely not as exquisite as Shen Fengchu's. However, no matter what Look at them separately or put them together, it all depends on how you look and feel comfortable.
Like jade, warm and moist.
If Shen Fengchu is the rich and dazzling big red peony among thousands of flowers, then this person is like the green pines growing on the cliffs on the side of the river. They are not as stunning and rich as the peonies, but they have a kind of beauty that can withstand the scrutiny of time. beautiful.
The man raised his lips, revealing a warm smile like the spring breeze.
He raised his hand, grasped the long sword on his back, and swung it with his backhand.
It was a broad bronze sword, more than twice as wide as an ordinary sword, as wide as Yun Chu's hand. The blade was not as thin and sharp as an ordinary sword. It was not even edged, and it had a certain aura to it. A heavy and rustic feel.
The man's sword style is just like the big sword, simple and direct, without any unnecessary fancy.
However, with such a seemingly ordinary sword strike, a sudden wind blew up in the hall on the fourth floor.
The gauze vines on the Yunchu bamboo hat suddenly fluttered.
There was a muffled sound, like a huge wave crashing on the shore.
Four men were thrown out at the same time. One broke the railing and fell into the river, while the other three fell into the building respectively, smashing countless tables, chairs, and cups.
With a slight whistle, the man flew down from the tea table like a crane, and slapped the man's abdomen with his broad sword horizontally as he got up from the ground.
The man's body bent, flew out of the window, and hit the river heavily, causing a splash of water.
The man put the sword back into the bag behind him, took a step forward, reached out with his palms, and grabbed the other two people who had fallen to the ground. With a slight throw, the two people were thrown out of the window.
Grabbing two tables, the man strode to the window and threw the tables not far from where several people fell into the water.
"Go back and tell your boss that if you do that robbery business on the river again, I won't just destroy the ship next time!"
Turning around, he looked at the waiter lying on the table in the corner of the building, his face pale and his whole body trembling. The man raised his hand gently.
There was a flash of light, and with a snap, a money bag fell in front of the waiter.
The money bag fell apart, and several gold leaves slipped out of the money bag.
"I'm sorry for damaging the tables, chairs and buildings in your building. Let's just treat them as waste for repairs!"
The waiter looked at the gold leaves on the table and then at the man's warm smile. He just stayed there and couldn't believe his ears. Half a bag of gold leaves, not to mention losing a few tables and chairs, just bought this teahouse. , is enough.
The man turned to look at Yun Chu, first smiled, and then showed an apologetic look on his face.