The old monk's face also darkened, but he did not shout angrily like other monks. Instead, he said: "Then please wait a moment, fellow Taoist. I'll send a message to Miss Haitang and ask her to come out to meet you. I just don't know what you call fellow Taoist?"
"
Qin Lang said: "Just say, there is a man named Qin here with a sword box."
The old monk was shocked again when he heard the word "sword box". After all, he was very deep in the city and did not show it. He just bowed slightly and transmitted the message into Wanhua Villa.
"Your surname is Qin? How dare you come to our Ten Thousand Flowers Villa!" Haitang's spiritual voice responded quickly, blasting in the minds of the monks. Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they heard that Haitang really knew Qin Lang.
Soon, four more streams of light flew out of Wanhua Villa. Sure enough, they were Jasmine, Haitang and the other four maids who had just flown back last night.
Haitang rushed to the front and landed opposite Qin Lang. She looked at Qin Lang and said, "Yuan Taihua told you that I am here?"
Qin Lang smiled bitterly and said: "No."
Haitang said: "Then how do you know that I am from Wanhua Villa?"
Qin Lang said: "I didn't know it at first, but I found out when I saw you flying back last night. This is all a coincidence, do you believe it or not?"
Haitang snorted and said, "I don't want to know whether it's a coincidence or not. I just want to know if you still have the sword box in your hand?"
Qin Lang took out the sword box from the storage space and said with a smile: "Is this what you are talking about?"
When Yuan Taihua and others opened the sword box, Haitang had already fled far away, so she didn't know that the sword box contained only a glass gem and thought it was a talisman sword.
The three maids Jasmine, Peony, and Luju, as well as other monks from Wanhua Villa, also thought so. Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on the sword box in Qin Lang's hand.
"Didn't you exchange this sword box with Yuan Taihua and the others? Why is it still in your hand?" Haitang stared at the sword box intently.
Qin Lang laughed and said: "Do you think just a few of them can take the sword box from me?"
Haitang took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling, "Then what do you want to do when you bring the sword box with you now?"
Qin Lang said: "If I said that I came here to give you this sword box, would you believe it?"
Haitang was overjoyed: "I believe it! Bring it to me!"
She stretched out her hand, but Qin Lang held the sword box firmly and did not fly towards her.
Haitang was startled, then sneered: "Qin, you sent the sheep into the tiger's mouth today, do you still think you can leave with the sword box? You will give it to me today even if you don't give it to me."
Qin Lang smiled and said: "That's right, I just wanted to ask Mr. Wuhua to have a discussion, but you just refused to let me."
A maid next to Haitang shouted: "You want to spar with the young master? Everyone, come together and grab the sword box first!"
She said hello, and the four maids took action in unison, as if four fairies descended from the sky.
Qin Lang sighed: "This playless young man is very blessed. With the four of you serving him, no wonder he doesn't want to see guests all day long. Just hiding in the boudoir, he enjoys endless blessings."
As he spoke, he easily dodged the attacks of the four maids, and deliberately held the sword box in his hand to seduce them to grab it.
When the four maids took action, they all wanted to get the sword box, but there was no way they could get it.
The old monk shouted: "Form up a formation and trap this man. We must not let him run away with the sword box!"
Thousands of monks around him all took action, in groups of ten, in groups of hundreds, and one group after another, slashing at Qin Lang with their swords.
"This sword formation is a bit interesting, but the number of people is too small." Qin Lang extended his fingers to break two sword intents and praised it.
This sword formation is stronger than the battle formations of the five great immortal families, but the battle formations of the five great immortal families are all arranged by one hundred thousand monks. The number of monks in Wanhua Villa seems too large.
Xiaojiazi was angry.
"Sisters, don't underestimate the enemy. This man named Qin once killed hundreds of thousands of monks. He is a ruthless and vicious person!" Haitang recalled hearing Yuan Taihua talk about Qin Lang at the inn, and hurriedly warned the monks around her.
Jasmine, Mudan and others were all shocked. There may not be one such murderous god in the entire Northern Xinjiang galaxy who killed hundreds of thousands of monks. The Qin Lang in front of them turned out to be such a terrifying demon, which really shocked them.
Qin Lang could only smile bitterly: "If people don't kill me, I don't kill people. You don't want to think that I am so terrible. I haven't killed any of your people, right?"
If Qin Lang wants to kill the monks in Wanhua Villa, it will not be difficult. None of the monks here is his opponent. Once the Tiandu Sword comes out, it will definitely be harvested piece by piece like wheat, and the blood will be cut.
All the flowers in Wanhua Villa are dyed red.
It's just that Qin Lang came here to get hundreds of precious medicines, and he has no grudges against Wanhua Villa, and he doesn't want to kill anyone.
"Why hasn't Wuming done it yet?" Qin Lang dodged the attacks of many monks while peeking into the depths of Wanhua Villa. He still found no real energy fluctuations inside, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
It stands to reason that if Wuming launches the talisman sword to attack Mr. Wuhua, there will be fluctuations in sword energy or true energy, but until now there has been no movement.
Just as he was wondering, he heard a gentle voice in the sky, "Everyone, please stop, you are all the opponents of Brother Qin. Jasmine, Begonia, Peony, Green Chrysanthemum, you also stop, don't fight."
Even among the whistling sounds of various magic weapons, this sound was still clearly heard by everyone. When the monks in Wanhua Villa heard this sound, they immediately stopped their offensive, but they still surrounded Qin Lang and refused to let him
leave.
Haitang and the other four maids also reluctantly withdrew their hands, as if they didn't believe the voice saying that they were no match for Qin Lang.
Qin Lang was stunned for a moment and said: "Is Mr. Wu Hua here?"
The voice laughed and said: "Brother Qin has always said that he wants to compete with me, why can't he recognize my voice? You all get out of the way and let Brother Qin come in."
If you don't have a playboy, staying with the monks at Wanhua Villa is like an imperial order, and no one will disobey it.
Even Haitang and other maids could only lead Qin Lang into Wanhua Villa.
Walking among the sea of flowers and overlooking Wanhua Villa from the sky are extraordinary sights.
There is only the fragrance of flowers everywhere. I don't know if it is the fragrance of flowers or the body fragrance of the maid who led the way, which makes people intoxicated.
Flowers of various colors compete in the pavilions, and there are even flying springs and waterfalls that flow down from the clear stream on the mountain. After passing through Wanhua Villa, they fall into the cliff, like a jade dragon.
The young man went to a pavilion, with a pot of wine and two wine glasses in front of him.
Seeing Qin Lang arriving, Mr. Wu stood up to greet him and made a "please sit down" gesture, asking Qin Lang to sit opposite him.
Qin Lang also sat down unceremoniously and said with a smile: "Young Master Wu knows how to enjoy himself. This place is really intoxicating. Even if you live there for decades or hundreds of years, you will never get tired of it. No wonder Mr. Wu stays here."
I don’t want to go out anymore.”
Mr. Wuhua had a face like a crown jewel, and he looked like a gentle and elegant young man. Hearing Qin Lang's words, he just smiled and said nothing. Instead, he picked up the jug and poured Qin Lang a glass of wine.
The wine juice flows out, and it turns out to be pink.
Haitang on the side saw Qin Lang's expression and said proudly: "This is the real Beifeng Peach Blossom Wine! You haven't seen it before, you bumpkin!"
Mr. Wuhua smiled and said: "Haitang, please don't be rude. I also heard that Brother Qin liked to drink this wine when he was in Beifeng City. It happened that there were several jars hidden in the wine cellar of Wanhua Villa, so I opened one.
Please give Brother Qin a try."
Qin Lang picked it up and took a sip. It was indeed fragrant and sweet, without the smell of alcohol, but after drinking it, it had a faint aftertaste, which was addictive.
"Wu Danzi's Beifeng Peach Blossom Wine is indeed much better than the one I drank before." Qin Lang also praised it.
"That goes without saying!" a maid next to him spat, walked over, picked up the jug and poured wine.
Mr. Wu said: "If Brother Qin likes it, you might as well take away all the jars in the wine cellar. I don't drink it often anyway, let alone what Brother Qin likes?"
He waved his hand, and a monk quickly walked back, presumably going to the wine cellar to get some Beifeng Peach Blossom Wine.
Mr. Wu Hua added: "If you drink with food and drink outside, you can drink with flowers at my place. The flowers here are all edible. Brother Qin might as well give it a try." (To be continued)