There were two tables left. One table was occupied by a drunkard. The food was not touched. He drank several bottles of wine. His face was red and he was drunk. The table next to the door was occupied by two young men dressed as princes. One was wearing a sword and his hair was standing straight.
The crown, the face is long and narrow, and one person is carrying a long knife. Whether he is smiling or sighing, the expression on his face is always very light and small.
"If something goes wrong, go report it to the shipowner and ask him to send his guards." The head sailor also noticed the problem and ordered the sailor who spoke.
The sailor understood that in a battle between heroes, he and the others would be of no use unless they swarmed up and relied on the strength of their numbers to chop the flesh with their knives. So he got up in a hurry and walked to the back boat to look for the owner of the ship.
Meng Qi picked up a piece of pig intestine, wrapped it in dipping sauce, and paid attention to the movement in the hall. If the road was rough, he would still be willing to take action if he could.
He approached the door, his ears were working, and he heard the conversation between the two young masters first.
"Brother Tang, I haven't seen you for three years, but you have already opened up your six apertures. You are considered a good master of the younger generation. It's gratifying and worth a glass of wine!" Master Saber raised his glass with a smile.
Brother Tang seemed a little complacent and drank with him. He sighed: "Brother Wan Xian, Brother Yu, I would like to advise you. Traveling thousands of miles and experiencing all kinds of things is better than ten years of hard training in your hometown. Three years ago,
I was defeated miserably by Ye San, and I had no face to see anyone, so I had no choice but to leave for a faraway place under the pretext of traveling for training."
"After this trip, I realized that the sky is vast and there are so many skilled players in the world. I suffered a lot and suffered a lot, but I also gained a lot. In three years, I opened my four orifices and my sword skills have improved greatly. Compared with the past,
It’s like a completely different person. Now that I’m back home, I’d like to weigh the progress made by Ye San and the others!”
He said it with full confidence.
Mr. Wan laughed and said:
"Ye San and the others are still wandering around the city. They used to have four acupoints, but now they have just opened their noses. Brother Tang, when you return home, you are walking in brocade clothes at night. I really want to see their faces."
Yicheng... Meng Qi took a breath, isn't this the small town where Senior Brother Qi is in charge?
The city of Huanzhou is the capital of Yedu of Zhou County, and the city is a small town near Yedu. One percent of the land belongs to the Huanhua Sword Sect, so after Qi Zhengyan applied for a property outside the Lishan Guarding Sect, he was sent here to assist a certain uncle in managing Zhuangzi's fields.
Since there are many properties that need to be managed, such as tenant farmers and ancillary shops, he and his uncle basically manage their own business, free and easy, without any restrictions, which makes Meng Qi want to make a living for a year and a half and enjoy the hot food.
Yes, until the appearance has completely grown and matured, the hair has become longer, and then I can go out and explore the world.
He looked closely and found that Brother Tang was twenty-five or six years old, and he suddenly murmured in his heart: "The Ye San he mentioned should be about the same age as him, and he has no experience of going out. He is still staying in Yicheng. At this age, he has six orifices."
, I’m afraid he’s a son of aristocratic family…”
The city is not big. Although it is backed by Yedu and has a lot of goods coming and going, it is a prosperous place, but it can not accommodate more than five aristocratic families.
Meng Qi nodded slightly, planning to find an opportunity to chat with Tang brother Wan Gongzi and develop contacts. It would also be more convenient to live in Yicheng in the future, and he would have more friends and more ways to meet.
Brother Tang poured himself a glass of wine and shook it in his hand: "The shame of the past must be punished now. After this happens, I will travel far away again, hoping that one day all nine orifices will be opened, or I can step into the half-step of the outdoor scene."
, Brother Wan Xian, are you coming together?"
Mr. Wan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You and I are of the same age. I still only rely on pills to open my eyes. I have long since given up on martial arts. Now I focus on looking at the family business."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. If you wander around in the world, you might end up with your head missing, lying on the roadside, no one knows about it, and wild dogs will eat it..." Brother Tang seemed to have been reminded of some memories, and his voice sounded like
A little depressed, with a slightly fearful expression.
Meng Qi could be considered an old man, and after observing his words, he felt that in addition to "returning rich and honorable, and traveling in fine clothes at night" when a man surnamed Tang returned to his hometown, there might also be a reason to avoid disaster.
During the conversation between the two, the weird atmosphere in the center of the hall finally broke out.
Bang, the vicious man slapped his wine table down, stood up, walked towards the woman in plain skirt, and said through gritted teeth:
"You little bitch, you dare to ruin our important things. I'm really tired of living."
He seemed to have finally given up his worries, stopped caring about others, and went straight to action.
At the same time, the coughing sick man and his charming wife also stood up and approached from the other direction to block the escape route.
The woman in a plain skirt was twenty-three or four years old, with distant mountain eyebrows and a hanging nose. She was as elegant as a fairy. She was considered a rare beauty. She frowned, her face was determined, she drew her long sword, and she took a defensive posture and said:
"The Mie Tian Clan has a bad reputation. I won't ruin your business, but there are knights who will take action!"
Mie Tianmen, the Mie Tianmen among the Nine Paths of Demons? Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.
The Nine Paths of Evil were suppressed by decent families and were not well-known in the ears of ordinary people. Therefore, several sailors nearby looked at each other in confusion: "Destroy the Heaven Clan?"
Meng Qi explained casually: "The Heaven-Destroying Clan is one of the Nine Paths of Evil. Its purpose is to destroy the heaven and the earth and exterminate the human world. It was once very powerful and plotted many shocking conspiracies. However, since the 'Magic Master' Han Guang who condensed into a legal body and Shaolin
When Master Kongwen, the abbot, disappeared during the battle, they were severely hit and turned secretive. The only masters known in the world are eight heavenly demons and nineteen human demons."
At the same time, he was even more awestruck. He knew very well that Magician Han Guang was in the Shaolin Temple, but this man didn't care about the life and death of Mie Tian Clan. He refused to leave for ten years, making everyone think that Magician Han Guang was dead. Cruel,
Too cruel!
Oh oh! The sailors suddenly realized that the bad guy had such terrible power and such a prominent identity.
The ferocious man did not attack, but pressed forward step by step. After hearing Meng Qi's words, he paused and looked at the woman in a plain skirt with a sneer: "Shan Xiumei, you are in doom today, why don't you just capture her and make me happy."
This is to use dirty words to irritate the other party and make the other party angry, thereby increasing the chance of winning.
"Shan Xiumei? Chixia Sword Shan Xiumei?" Meng Qi muttered to himself, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, intending to help.
"Shan Xiumei?" The sailors around said they had never heard of it again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Meng Qi dutifully explained to passers-by: "A famous female swordsman from three mountains and four rivers. She comes from the Zhoushan Sword Sect. She is a master of the Six Apertures and has outstanding swordsmanship. No wonder the three people from the Mie Tian Clan are very popular.
There is hesitation."
He heard this name while chatting with Wu Qinxin and Shangguan Han. He commented that he had outstanding appearance and elegant temperament, which matched the person in front of him.
"That's it..." After learning Shan Xiumei's identity, the sailors seemed to feel a little pity for her, and they all looked to the back ship, where other shipowners' guards came to help.
After saying that, Meng Qi let go of the hand holding the sword because he found that after hearing the name Shan Xiumei, the handsome young master also held down the hilt of the sword, as if he wanted to be a hero to save the beauty.
If I want to save you, I'll save you... If I can't help it, Meng Qi naturally doesn't want to do it, and quickly transforms into a spectator.
Shan Xiumei said calmly: "Iron-handed demons, joyful demons, kill them if you want, what are you talking about?"
"Iron-handed demon? Happy demon?" The sailors looked at Meng Qi again in confusion.
Meng Qi shifted his gaze and looked at Sick Yangzi and the charming young woman: "The nineteen human demons of Mie Tian Clan are all masters in the orifice opening period. The worst is seven orifices. Each has its own specialty. The iron-handed demon is one of them,' Huanxi
The same goes for human demons, I don’t know who among them is..."
The charming young woman giggled and said: "Sister Shan, I didn't expect you to recognize the identity of the slave family. The slave family also plans to give you a surprise."
She looked leisurely and relaxed, put her delicate hands on the shoulders of her sick husband, and walked forward slowly, coughing.
"The worst is seven orifices? Miss Shan only has six orifices, isn't she very dangerous?" the sailors compared simply.
Meng Qi nodded lightly: "Nineteen human demons each have their own special characteristics, which are comparable to those of extraordinary masters. With two human demons here, even if Miss Shan is outstanding in swordsmanship, she may not be able to escape this disaster."
He gave the explanation dutifully and judged from his actions that the iron-handed demon had seven orifices and the happy demon had eight orifices.
When Shan Xiumei heard what Meng Qi said, she took a deep breath and her expression became more determined: "Let's take action. Either you will die or I will die."
"What a fierce girl, I really want to take her in and train her properly." Huanxi Renmo took action, reached out with his right palm, and grabbed Shan Xiumei's long sword, bending his body into a very seductive arc.
The iron-handed man-demon slapped his face in such a fierce and domineering manner that Shan Xiu's eyebrows felt as if hot wind was blowing against her face.
Shan Xiumei stretched out her long sword, and the sword looked like a leaping fish, both agile and resolute.
"Miss Shan is good at mastering the Thirteen Swords of Fish Leaping Dragon Gate, but the Happy Demon and Iron Hand Demon are stronger." Meng Qi said to the sailors.
"Stop!" Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, it was the imposing young master.
He pulled out the long sword from his waist and said in a deep voice: "Evil heretics, everyone can find them and kill them. Miss Shan, I'm here to help you."
The sailors were surprised and said: "Someone drew a sword to help, but I wonder what his strength is?"
Meng Qi smiled, even if the young master is not good, he still has an old servant, so he deliberately provoked: "From the looks of this young master, he also has six orifices, I am afraid he is no match for the Huanxi man and the devil."
Normally, if any onlookers said this, the person involved would explode... Meng Qi waited and watched with great interest.
As soon as he finished speaking, the young master's momentum skyrocketed, and he was so righteous that no one could look at him. With one sword, he forced the demon of Huanxi back.
"The aura of Haoran, the Wang family of Zhoujun..." Since Meng Qi planned to join the Huan Dynasty, he must ask Zhang Yuanshan about the affairs of Huanzhou. As one of the fourteen aristocratic families, the Wang family of Zhoujun was the first to bear the brunt.
Their method of suppressing the clan is "the awe-inspiring spirit".
However, Meng Qi watched the young master in front of him display his awe-inspiring aura, but in a world without the Demon Lord, Mr. Lin Xiao's awe-inspiring aura was pure and majestic!
This made Meng Qi surprised. You know, Lin Xiao is just a native of a small plane world. How come the methods he masters are more advanced and powerful than the "fairy world" of the real world?
While Meng Qi was shocked, he was also reflecting on himself, whether he had experienced multiple worlds and underestimated these worlds. If such a mentality is placed on the death mission, it would be undesirable!
On the other side, feeling that he had shocked the crowd of onlookers, the prince of Zhoujun Wang quickly launched his sword skills with majestic and upright force, causing Huanxi Renmo and her husband to retreat repeatedly.
Shan Xiumei also showed off her swordsmanship and fought fiercely with the iron-handed man and demon.
After knowing that the people facing them were members of Zhoujun Wang's family, the Happy Man Demon and the Iron Hand Man Demon had already started to retreat, not because they were afraid of the young master, but because they were worried about the old servant next to them who had not yet taken action.
At this moment, the drunkard on the other table suddenly got angry, holding bamboo chopsticks, rushed to Brother Tang and Young Master Wan, and stabbed them hard.
His timing was perfect and unexpected, and it was not until this moment that he revealed his murderous intent, and even Meng Qi who was nearby could not save him.
Two bamboo chopsticks were inserted into Mr. Wan's neck, and the other was pointed directly at Mr. Tang's throat.
The young man surnamed Tang seemed to be always on guard. Even though he was attracted by the fight between Shan Xiumei and others, he still paid attention to his surroundings. In an emergency, he crashed backwards, broke through the wooden wall, and flew backwards into the river.
With a splash, a burst of blood appeared where he fell into the water. It seemed that he was a little late after all, and his throat was pierced by the wooden chopsticks.
The assassinated drunkard kept walking, followed the big hole made by Mr. Tang, jumped into the water, and escaped through the river.
Meng Qi was unable to make a move and frowned slightly. This killer was very good and looked "professional" in every aspect. He might be a member of the famous killer organization, the "Buren Tower" in the Nine Paths of Evil.
Of course, there are also two or three major forces that work part-time as killers, such as the Immanent Life and Death Sect in the Nine Paths of Evil, and the Tieyi Tower among the Six Giants.
On the other side, Huanxi Renmo, who wanted to give up, found an opportunity and forced the prince's son from Zhoujun back. He also broke through the wooden wall with his husband and jumped into the river.
The old servant didn't move. It seemed that the young master would only take action when his life was in danger.
The iron-handed man-demon had already driven away Shan Xiumei, jumped out of the gate, climbed onto the deck, and was about to jump into the river to escape.
When he passed Meng Qi, he frowned. It was this kid who was so verbose and noisy just now, which made people upset!
So he took advantage of the situation and kicked Meng Qi.
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Darkness, endless darkness, Tang Jing, who fell into the river, felt that he was suddenly out of the water, but he was still falling!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is...is this a boundless hell?!"
Tang Jing whispered in his heart.
However, he soon stopped falling. When he opened his eyes, he found himself at the door of a pawn shop, but the surroundings of the pawn shop were endless darkness and he could see nothing.
"Pawn Shop No. 8!? What on earth is this place?"
Tang Jing entered the pawn shop in a daze, and saw a black-haired man in a black robe sitting cross-legged on a black lotus. He could not feel the slightest breath, but he was suspended in the air in the center of the pawn shop.
, absolutely extraordinary.
Moro opened his eyes and looked at the person walking into the pawn shop, and said:
"Tang Jing, the second son of the Tang family, one of the four most aristocratic families in the city. Since you came to my No. 8 pawnshop, you obviously have a wish in your heart but cannot get it. What do you want?"
Tang Jing stared at the black-haired figure above and said in a low voice:
"Can I get everything!? What do I need to pay for?"
Moro said:
"Yes, my pawnshop No. 8 can fulfill most wishes, almost omnipotent! As for what needs to be paid, money, martial arts, treasures and even illusory lifespans, emotions, memories, resentments, cowardice, etc. can all be pawned.
All can be redeemed!”
Tang Jing's eyes flashed with excitement and he said:
"Then can I still redeem it after I pawn it!?"
Moro smiled and said:
"Since it is a pawned thing, of course it can be redeemed! But by then you may have more desires and want to exchange for something more precious. This is your own choice!"
Tang Jing felt awe-struck when he heard this. He immediately understood what Moro meant. If he couldn't control his desires, I'm afraid everything that belongs to him around him would be exchanged. But would he still be himself?
In the end, Tang Jing gritted his teeth and said:
"I want to pawn my life!"
Nowadays, Tang Jing is penniless. As for his martial arts, it was wasted because he was a playboy in his early years. He has no strength. Therefore, he can only pawn his own lifespan. Compared with pawning emotions, memory is more reliable!
After hearing this, Moro said:
"Yes, but you need to remember that you are about to die after being assassinated, and there is no way to say how long you will live after falling into the water!
But since you can come to my pawn shop, it means that you are destined to my pawn shop, but this will cost you five more years of life!"
Tang Jing's face turned ugly when he heard this, but after hearing the words, he nodded without hesitation and said:
"Okay, I will pawn my twenty years of life in exchange for maximizing my strength!"
Moro nodded and said:
"Yes, sign the contract with blood, one part will be kept in the pawn shop, and the other part will be integrated into you. If you have something precious enough in the future, you can come here to redeem it in exchange for your lifespan!
At the same time, this contract is also the medium between you and Pawn Shop No. 8. In the future, you will become a customer of the pawn shop and can come here to pawn things!
However, the affairs of the pawn shop are not allowed to be spread in any way, and any offenders will be wiped out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an illusory black lotus suddenly separated from the black lotus under the seat, floating in front of Tang Jing, and turned into two pieces of white paper.
Tang Jing struggled for a moment, but finally bit his finger and signed his name on the contract.
Immediately, the two contracts turned into black lotuses again. One was integrated into the black lotus under Moro's seat, and the other was integrated into Tang Jing's eyebrows. It was not visible, but when Tang Jing sank into the spiritual world, he could