They are all beauties indeed. Although they are not as good as Xiao Qi and Xiao Shi, they are also inferior to Su Ruxueling. Outside, they are already rare beauties.
The waiter was very attentive and served the food faster than the table next to him.
A hot-blooded young man, even as a waiter, can't lose his love for beauty.
One of the three beauties has an innate master, who is similar to Xueling. She looks delicate, but her flesh and blood are much finer than ordinary people. She must have practiced body refining, and her strength is far superior to ordinary men.
As for the other two women, they have also practiced body refining, which is far better than ordinary people, but their cultivation is only acquired, and they are not worth mentioning in his eyes.
When the food was served, they tilted their heads and gently took off the white gauze.
The eyes of the people around them were shining, staring wide-eyed, occasionally glancing reservedly, and staring straight at them with thick faces. All eyes were attracted to them.
Chu Li held the wine and looked out the window.
After all, there are many beauties in the Duke's mansion, including Chen Xue and others. They face Xueling Suru and Xiao Qi all day long, and they are very picky.
He held the wine glass, took a sip from time to time, and continued to think about the strange symbol. He would go back in the evening and try it out to see if he could draw a talisman with cinnabar.
What are the symbols in the ancient tripod used to draw? If the masters of Tianwaitian cannot do this, are they the masters of gods?
His mind suddenly moved and he turned around to look.
Three young men with long knives on their waists slowly climbed the stairs, stood at the top of the stairs, and looked at everyone one by one.
The young man at the head is full of heroic spirit, dressed in blue, standing with his sword in hand, and full of evil spirit.
The two young men behind him were ordinary-looking, one was tall and strong, the other was thin, with wide eyes and unkind expressions. Their gazes were like knives, making people afraid to look directly at them.
The three people's eyes swept across Chu Li's face without stopping.
Chu Li had no internal strength at all. He looked like a scholar with no knowledge of martial arts.
Their eyes finally fell on the faces of the three beauties, and they stopped motionless.
The three women ate in silence with their heads down, adhering to the rule of eating without saying anything.
The handsome young man in front of them snorted, pressed his knife and came to their table, saying in a deep voice: "But a disciple of Taihua Valley?"
The three women looked up at him and then lowered their heads to eat, ignoring him.
"Bang!" The tall, strong young man took a step forward and slammed his palm onto the table.
"Crash!" The table, food and dishes shattered into pieces, and juices flowed everywhere.
The three women's chopsticks were frozen in the air, and they slowly raised their heads. Their bright eyes were blazing with anger.
The tall young man opened his eyes wide and shouted: "My senior brother is talking to you, don't you hear him?!"
Among the three girls, the petite Jiao scolded: "Are you crazy!"
The tall young man hummed: "Are you disciples of Taihua Valley?"
"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" The petite and exquisite beauty yelled: "Who are you, so arrogant!"
"Hmph!" The tall, strong young man puffed out his chest and said loudly, "We are disciples of Qingmang Mountain!"
He glanced at the petite and exquisite beauty, and then looked at the people around him proudly.
"Disciple of Qingmang Mountain!"
"Qingmang Mountain!"
"They are in the south, why are they going crazy here?"
People around are talking a lot, Qingmangshan belongs to the first-class sect and is a famous sect in the southern martial arts world.
The older beauty with a melon-shaped face waved her hand to stop the petite woman. She said gently and calmly: "So you are a disciple of Qingmang Mountain. Our Taihua Valley and Qingmang Mountain have always been on the same page, so why are you doing this?"
"Humph, the well water does not interfere with the river water!" The tall and strong young man asked: "Kill us Qingmang Mountain disciples!"
"Where do you start talking about this?" The beauty with an oval face frowned slightly.
"Did you destroy Pingze Mountain?" the tall young man hummed.
The beautiful woman with an oval face slightly lowered her head and said: "Pingzeshan has committed all kinds of evil, and the crimes are extremely heinous. We will do justice for God except them!"
"Humph, he's already dead, you can say whatever you want!" The tall and strong young man snorted: "My junior brother Deng was killed by you in Pingze Mountain!"
"The disciples of Qingmang Mountain are actually in Pingze Mountain?" The beauty with an oval face shook her head: "Everyone knows the reputation of Pingze Mountain. They want to snatch us up the mountain. As a martial artist, we are not chivalrous and righteous, but we do evil, and we will not regret death!"
"You killed someone. You are justified!" The tall, strong young man looked ugly and turned his head and said: "Brother, I don't want to talk nonsense to them, let's do it!"
The heroic young man said calmly: "I am from a well-known family in Qingmang Mountain and I am upright and reasonable. My junior brother Deng mistakenly associates with gangsters. There is a way to die. Let's do this. The three girls have abandoned their martial arts and this matter will be wiped out!"
"Why!" the petite woman scolded unconvinced: "That guy has killed countless innocent people. He should have died long ago. What's wrong with us doing justice for God? You Qingmang Mountains are so unreasonable, so ridiculous!"
"It's no one else's turn to kill the disciples of Qingmang Mountain!" The heroic young man said coldly: "If you can't kill the three girls, I will do it for you!"
"Then let's fight!" The petite and exquisite woman drew her sword out of its sheath and pointed at the three young men: "Come on, if you can, you can destroy us!"
"Just fight!" The tall, strong young man pulled out a sharp sword and held it in front of him: "Come on, come on together!"
"Blow the magic conch!" the petite and exquisite woman screamed, straightened her sword and stabbed, and several sword flowers enveloped the tall and strong young man.
The tall and strong young man snorted, approaching the sword as if it were a sword.
"Ding..." The swords met, and the exquisite woman took two steps back, frowning and glaring at the opponent.
The tall and strong young man smiled proudly and said: "You are no match for me!"
"Hmph, look at the sword!" The petite woman stabbed out several sword flowers.
The tall, strong young man struck down with his sword, but it missed the target. He hurriedly wiped the sword across the sword and hit the tip of the sword.
As soon as the tip of the exquisite woman's sword hit the blade, it was thrust out immediately. The speed of the sword was even faster, and she relied on her exquisite swordsmanship to take advantage of the force.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A series of intensive chiming sounds of gold and iron, and more than twenty moves passed by in the blink of an eye.
"Ah!" The exquisite woman exclaimed, and the sword suddenly flew out.
The tall and strong young man defeats cleverness with strength, and his sword is as strong as a mountain.
When the exquisite woman borrowed the force, she also suffered the impact of the force. In the end, her wrist was sore and the sword fell out of her hand.
"Drink!" The tall, strong young man slashed her with his knife without hesitation, trying to cut her in half.
Another woman drew her sword and thrust it out to save her companion.
"Ding..." A sword suddenly appeared next to her and opened her sword.
The tall young man struck down with his sword, and the exquisite woman retreated sharply, unable to dodge.
"Ah!" She screamed, her right shoulder and upper arm exposed with white bones, and blood instantly soaked through her sleeves.
People were shocked and couldn't bear to see it. They didn't expect this tall and strong young man to be so cruel and cruel.
Chu Li shook his head, he had no intention of reaching out.
Wulin grievances can be provoked without being provoked, and the troubles are endless. Everyone has his own destiny. He is not the savior and cannot save everyone, and grievances and grudges are often messed up and cannot be sorted out.
Moreover, this knife was merciless, otherwise the arm would have been separated from the body.
The beautiful woman with an oval face stepped forward to seal the exquisite woman's acupuncture points. She took out the ointment and applied it on it to stop the bleeding, and then gave her a pill.
She turned to look at the other two people who were fighting in a ball, and frowned.
My junior sister is not my opponent, I can only look at myself.
Chu Li smiled.
This woman's cultivation level is the highest among the six, and the three disciples of Qingmang Mountain are no match for her.
"Junior sister Zhang, step back!" she said softly.
"Yes." The charming woman who was wielding her sword floated out of the battle circle.
The oval-faced woman drew her sword out of its sheath and said calmly: "He Binghua in Taihua Valley!"
"Xu Shixiao from Qingmang Mountain!" The heroic young man drew his sword out of its sheath and hummed: "There is no eye under the sword, so don't blame life and death. Please!"
He Binghua raised his sword and stabbed, the tip of the sword whistling softly like ripping through clothes.
Xu Shixiao swung his sword and chopped off the head, like a flash of lightning, extremely fast.
He Binghua took a diagonal step to avoid the long sword, but the tip of the sword still penetrated him, forcing Xu Shixiao to retreat.
"Chi! Chi! Chi!" The tip of He Binghua's sword whistled softly. Xu Shixiao kept retreating, unable to swing the long sword.
He Binghua's swordsmanship was exquisite, seemingly soft, but aggressive. Xu Shixiao's sword was fierce, but it had nowhere to go. He was forced to keep retreating, unable to breathe. His blood surged, and his movements became slower and slower.
"Ding..." Suddenly a knife slashed from the side.
He Binghua tapped the tip of his sword lightly, and the long sword flew out.
Chu Li had no choice but to turn his head to the left to avoid the rolling long knife.
"Du!" The long knife penetrated deeply into the window frame, and the handle of the knife kept trembling.
He Binghua glanced coldly at the tall young man with empty hands. He glanced sideways at Xu Shixiao: "Qingmang Mountain, what a Qingmang Mountain!"
Xu Shixiao's face was gloomy and he glared at the tall young man: "Junior Brother Zhao!"
The tall young man had a stern look on his face and turned to glare at Chu Li: "Why don't you bring me the knife?"
Chu Li laughed. It was really a disaster. He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but it happened to come to his door.
Suddenly he had a hint of teasing, stood up, pulled out the knife with both hands, walked forward and handed it to the tall young man, smiling.
"What are you laughing at!" The tall, strong young man didn't take the long knife, stared at him, and shouted.
He was so embarrassed that he was yelled at by his senior brother after helping him. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing Chu Li's smile, which seemed to be mocking him, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.
"Junior Brother Zhao!" Xu Shixiao said solemnly: "Don't be rude!"
"Brother, this kind of guy dares to laugh at me, he really doesn't know how to die!" The tall and strong young man said angrily: "That's me, if I were someone else, I would have cut him off with a knife and moved his head away!"
"Okay, okay!" Xu Shixiao waved his hand and said impatiently: "Why bother with someone who doesn't practice martial arts!"
"Senior brother, I'm not arguing with him, I'm doing it for his own good." The tall and strong young man said hurriedly: "Longer memory, lest you lose your life in the future!"
Chu Li shook his head and handed the long knife forward again.
The tall and strong young man snorted, took the long knife, and his expression suddenly changed.
Mighty internal energy poured into his body from the long knife, like a violent wave crashing on the shore. His internal energy was expelled all at once. Only the other party's internal energy was flowing in his meridians. His body lost control and he could not move.
Chu Li smiled and took back his hand: "You're welcome."
The tall young man looked at him in surprise.
Chu Li sat back at the table and picked up the wine glass with a smile.
The tall young man stared at Chu Li's young face with wide eyes. It was really hard to believe. He felt that he must have hallucinated just now. How could he have such unimaginable cultivation at such a young age?
Chu Li picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Junior Brother Zhao?" Xu Shixiao called.
"Ah?!" The tall and strong young man responded loudly, and immediately realized that he had lost his composure and forced a smile: "Huh?"
"Let's go!" Xu Shixiao said.
With a sullen face, he cupped his fists and hummed: "Miss He, we will see you later!"
ps: It seems that I didn’t work hard enough and my monthly ticket was exceeded. (To be continued.)