Chapter 329 There is a disturbance in Wangxianju, and those six-year-olds' behavior!
"Brother Gu, Brother Su, it's a pity that we couldn't get drunk together at the Mid-Autumn Festival Demon Slaying Festival. The food is rich today, and we can have a good time."
Forget the Immortal Residence.
High-rise Accord.
Mo leaned on the railing and walked elegantly with a plate of 'Stir-fried Phoenix Liver'. The table full of delicacies looked very appetizing.
Inside the Accord.
There were only three people, Gu Yusheng, Su Shouzhuo and Mo Pinglan.
Han Wen was busy with business, Mo Wanyun was hiding his shame, and Qu Lianghong and Mo Pinglan had a little fuss, but no one knew where they went.
Without Qu Lianghong by his side, Mo leaned on the railing and completely let himself go, walking briskly.
He had no idea that Gu Yusheng had killed Penglai disciple Colorful Crane in a deep alley during the day, and the blame had already been placed on his head.
at this time.
The enemy is on the way.
After sitting down, he stretched out his hand to stop Gu Yusheng and said, "Gu Yusheng, I know you have good wine, but today I want to drink something special."
There was a bang.
Mo leaned on the railing and placed an earthen jar on the table, placed three bowls on the table, poured himself a sip and tasted it before filling it with Gu Yusheng and Su Shouzhuo.
The wine jar was opened, and the aroma of fruit wine floated from the pavilion.
Gu Yusheng took a taste and fell into deep thought unconsciously.
This wine.
He drank.
three years ago.
The peach blossom forest at the foot of Qingping Mountain.
Snow monkeys go up the mountain to pick wild fruits and make wine.
That's the taste.
It should be monkey wine.
Su Shouzhuo also took a sip, looking surprised.
"Brother Mo, I have also drunk wine from Qibazhou. This wine is so strange. This is my first time drinking it."
Mo leaned on the railing and smiled: "Can't you guess?"
Su Shouzhuo shook his head.
Gu Yusheng remained silent.
Mo Pinglan laughed loudly, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of 'phoenix liver', hovered it in front of him, and said: "This is the monkey wine I won from some mountain monkey demons when I was cleaning the battlefield.
This crane has a pointed liver and is a perfect match in the human world. Even if you are an immortal in heaven, you will never taste such delicious food... Brother Su, how about this crane..."
"Ahem...eat your food, it will get cold in a while."
Su Shouzhuo's eyes were bright, and he and Gu Yusheng smiled secretly.
"That's right."
Don't lean on the fence and if you move your chopsticks, the phoenix liver will go into your mouth.
Just at this moment, a sword energy jumped out from outside and knocked the piece of phoenix liver down on the table.
Swish.
A figure appeared.
Someone comes.
It is Fang Yuan, a disciple of Penglai Holy Land.
This man carried a large yin-yang sword on his back, his Penglai holy clothes were swaying in the wind, and his whole body was exuding coldness. A pair of sharp eyes fell on Mo Pinglan.
"Don't lean on the railing, you are so brave!"
Don't lean on the fence. Gu Yusheng and Su Shouzhuo had actually seen this Penglai disciple at the Demon Slaying Conference.
However, Gu Yusheng had no contact with this person at that time, and it was the first time he met him at such a close distance. As both swordsmen, Gu Yusheng naturally didn't care what Fang Yuan looked like, but what kind of thing was hidden in the other's scabbard.
A sword.
Although the opponent's sword is not unsheathed.
The sword in Gu Yusheng's heart was strong, with a hidden fighting spirit.
The movement of the sword in my heart proves that this person is a master worthy of trying the sword.
Looking at Yusheng's side, Su Shouzhuo appeared in Fangyuan, and the hidden evil smile on his face became a little stiff.
In his opinion, Gu Yusheng killed a crane and took the crane back and let Mo lean on the railing to cook it. This was a trivial matter. It was just a casual prank to relax and unwind after the busy work of protecting Lucheng.
After all, no matter what, we are all somewhat thin-faced people. Even if people from the Holy Land came to inquire, it would only be a matter of a few words.
But now.
The person coming is Fang Yuan.
This is completely different.
Because many years ago, Su Shouzhuo had met this man once in Tingzhou. At that time, he was just a gangster, but this Fang Yuan was already a high-ranking swordsman in the Holy Land. , is the mountain that he has always wanted to climb and surpass for so many years.
same.
Su Shouzhuo had also seen Fang Yuan's sword. With one sword unsheath, he killed more than 180 people in the entire sect.
Deep in Su Shouzhuo's heart.
Fang Yuan is his nightmare.
Mo Pinglan was about to taste the delicacies of the world when someone suddenly broke in and knocked off his chopsticks. Facing the aggressive and furious Fang Yuan, he looked at a loss.
"What happened?"
Such an attitude.
Naturally, Fang Yuan's anger was instantly ignited.
"die!"
Fang Yuan raised his hand and used his fingers as a sword. The sword energy was directed horizontally and vertically towards Mo Pinglan's throat. His killing intent was real and his attack was ruthless.
It's more than that.
When he used this sword energy, he did not deliberately restrain himself. Instead, Gu Yusheng and Su Shouzhuo, who had their backs turned to him, penetrated with the sword energy. If they did not move, they would also die under this sword.
Su Shouzhuo subconsciously dodged to the side to avoid danger, but he also thought that Fang Yuan was very powerful, and was afraid that Mo would be in danger by leaning on the railing. In a hurry, he used his fan as a screen to help block him, and said: "Brother Mo, dodge quickly!"
A snort.
The sword energy has appeared.
Gu Yusheng pressed one finger on the table. His body and the table remained motionless, and the delicious food on the table was unharmed.
The sword energy arrives.
The aura of Su Shouzhuo's ink fan stirred up, and he lost his spirituality in an instant. His most cherished Confucian cultural treasure was destroyed.
The sword energy of Kuanlan has not been reduced much.
Don't lean on the railing to take advantage of yourself.
Gu Yusheng's other hand hidden in his sleeve had already condensed its energy to hide the sword, ready to take action at any time.
Don't lean on the railing, hold the bowl in your hand, hold the bottom of the bowl with your five fingers, and point the center of the bowl towards Fang Yuan.
That sword light was like wine overflowing from a jar, containing ripples of hops, and then disappeared in the center of Mo Pinglan's bowl.
Gu Yusheng, who was secretly concentrating his sword, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
That night, he and Mo Pinglan teamed up to deal with the demonic wolf controlled by Yuanying. He already knew that Mo Pinglan was extremely powerful and unfathomable, but he was busy dealing with Zuo Qianban and did not see with his own eyes how Mo Pinglan controlled the demonic wolf.
Watching him use a bowl as a shield, his ability to break a sword with one hand was so astonishing that it even gave Gu Yusheng the illusion that this guy was hiding his level of cultivation.
Even practitioners in the early stages of the Eighth Realm don't have such ghostly and profound methods.
"Fuck!"
"Sneak attack!"
Don't lean on the railing and subconsciously dodge backwards.
With a secret movement of his fingertips, the bowl turned into powder and scattered all over the floor.
He stretched out his hand and said, "Fang Yuan? What are you doing!"
There were countless powders falling from the corners of Fang Yuan's eyes, and there was a hint of horror in the depths of his eyes, but when he looked at Mo Pianlan again, Mo Pianlan looked timid.
At this time, his peripheral vision glanced at a bowl of hot soup on the table. The soup was steaming without any ripples.
The heart that had just calmed down began to beat again.
He glanced sideways at Su Shouzhuo, who was facing a formidable enemy, and sneered contemptuously. He then looked sideways at Gu Yusheng, who had his back turned to him. From his angle, he could only see the outline of Gu Yusheng clearly.
He recognized Gu Yusheng.
The simmering anger surged again.
At the original demon-slaying art conference.
Characters like him are also dim and lackluster.
Just because Gu Yusheng became the leader of the demon-slaying list, he was ignored by countless practitioners.
He originally had the opportunity to show his sword to the world, but now the sword is still hidden deep in the sheath.
"Oh, it turns out he is from the Holy Court."
Fang Yuan walked towards the table step by step.
Mo leaned on the railing and yelled: "Fang Yuan, what do you mean? I have offended you, I will kill you when we meet!"
Su Shouzhuo on the side stared at the ink fan in his hand, which had lost its spiritual power, with a gloomy expression.
When he wandered around the world and fell into poverty in Tingzhou, he once stole something from his courtyard. This ink fan was exactly what he had stolen. His mentor Lu Guan bought it back with scraps of silver but did not dismantle it. Later he was taken in by Lu Guan.
Disciple, this ink fan is a good thing for him.
Now it's all destroyed.
How could we not make Su Shouzhuo sad?
Gu Yusheng took in all this scene.
"You killed my colorful crane, do you still expect me to be polite to you?" Fang Yuan pointed at the delicacies on the table, his eyes became more murderous, "Do you know how much I paid for this colorful crane?"
Mo Pinglan was stunned for a moment, and everything suddenly became clear. He looked at Gu Yusheng with an innocent face, and then at Su Shouzhuo.
He planned to take the blame.
Mo leaned on the railing and was about to speak.
Gu Yusheng was the first to say: "It's just a flat-haired beast that tramples on mortals wantonly. I killed it."
After Gu Yusheng finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the crane's liver, and spat it out on the ground.
“It doesn’t taste good!”
Um?
Gu Yusheng's provocative actions made Fang Yuan explode again.
He raised his hand and used his palm as a sword to strike at Gu Yusheng and a table of vegetables.
Gu Yusheng kicked the table with his foot, causing a table of dishes to be pushed towards Mo Pingrail.
"The food is gone, you have to make it again!"
Gu Yusheng tiptoed and stepped back.
Fang Yuan struck down with his sword, and the sharp sword energy cut a thin gash in the floor of Wangxian Residence, directly penetrating the three floors below.
Gu Yusheng secretly kneaded the secret and was about to draw his sword. When he looked through the small gap, the raised cuffs were lowered again, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards the stairs.
sand.
sand.
sand.
From the extremely clean staircase, the sound of walking on the sand could be heard.
Mo Pinglan's face also turned slightly.
Fang Yuan, on the other hand, was completely unaware. He held the hilt of the sword behind his back with his backhand, and a powerful sword intent filled the entire building.
A click.
His yin-yang sword exuded a ray of sword light, and the sword shot out.
But at this moment.
His hand holding the sword suddenly froze, and his sleeves, robe and hair were blown backwards by an invisible wind.
Fang Yuan was suddenly shocked and turned his face little by little.
At the stairs.
The wealthy shopkeeper held a golden abacus in his hand and remained motionless.
He stood there.
Don't say a word.
Gu Yusheng couldn't see the middle-aged man's eyes, but he could see the middle-aged man squinting his eyes and smiling.
But this kind of smile made him feel like a ray on his back, making him very uncomfortable.
perhaps.
He didn't smile at all.
Su Shouzhuo secretly held his fan tightly, his whole body tense. Mo Pinglan was half-hiding behind Gu Yusheng at some point, and his voice reached Gu Yusheng's mind: "It's over, it's over, why is this guy in Lucheng? Gu Yusheng, I heard
If there is no one who has passed the name of 'Golden Abacus', it's him!"
Golden abacus?
Gu Yusheng was slightly stunned and said in a secret voice: "I've never heard of it. Is it very powerful?"
"Haha, Mr. Fifteen is a young man, and his reputation has reached far and wide. He is just a mere name in the lower world, not worth a penny."
The middle-aged man standing at the top of the stairs stepped forward and saluted Gu Yusheng from a distance.
"Jin Ruyi, I would like to pay my respects to Mr. Fifteen."
Gu Yusheng and Mo Pinglan looked at each other secretly, both of them shocked.
This shopkeeper.
So awesome.
Can actually listen to secret sounds.
Gu Yusheng has never heard of such secret techniques!
Although Gu Yusheng was shocked, he calmly returned the courtesy and replied: "Senior, a worldly expert, I accidentally damaged your building just now. Please forgive me, senior. We will definitely compensate for the loss here."
When Gu Yusheng said this, he used his elbow to lean on the railing.
Mo Pinglan twitched the corner of his mouth, first looking distressed, then smiling awkwardly and then apologizing.