Chapter 206: One side wakes up wood, how many frightening things have been filmed
If the conversation between these three people in the restaurant was heard by others, they would definitely call them crazy. The leader of the Beggar Clan among these three people is indeed not a top expert in this huge world.
But no matter what, just as Li Longqian thought, he is also in the realm of Xuantian's second level. Although it is some time before he is in Xuantian's third level, it probably won't be difficult.
And in the eyes of this old beggar, he is not even considered a master. Since Xuantian's second-grade can't be considered a master, then does it have to be Xuantian's third-grade and the realm of a god to be considered a master?
Li Longqian was a smart person, so he became more and more curious about the identity of the old beggar, while Ling Shiqing couldn't think of so much and just couldn't stand the old beggar's bragging.
The old beggar saw that the two men stopped asking questions, so he continued to eat the chicken legs.
"I still don't know who the senior is. Why did he say you are my friend just now?" Li Longqian looked up at the old beggar and asked. This time he spoke more restrainedly than last time. After all, if this old beggar is really a
Li Longqian could never afford to offend a peerless master who could easily bully Xuantian's second rank. He seemed to have offended quite a few people in this arena.
"Who am I?" The old beggar was stunned when he heard this, and said with curled lips: "Who am I? It's just a name. It's not good for you to know, and it's not good for me either."
"Why is it not good for you? Is there anything else we can do to you?" Ling Shiqing said coldly.
"Haha, you are such a cheerful girl." The old beggar clapped his hands, and then continued: "Well, if you really want to see what I am capable of, old man, follow me for a tour, and you will come back when you come back.
Now you know what a master is."
Before the old beggar finished speaking, Ling Shiqing shouted without hesitation: "Let me follow you, don't even think about it, just dream about it."
The old beggar was a little puzzled and said, "What the hell, do you really think I'm bragging?"
Ling Shiqing said coldly: "It's just bragging. I didn't think you had any skills. You do have some ability to defeat someone."
The old beggar rubbed his chin, raised his legs and put them on the bench, stretched out his hand to lick his toes, and said to himself: "That's what you said, I really don't know much."
"Now admit that you were bragging."
"Ha ha."
The old beggar smiled and said nothing.
Li Longqian listened to the conversation between the two and estimated in his mind that this old beggar was definitely not an ordinary person. Li Longqian originally planned to make acquaintance with him, but unfortunately this man was completely indifferent when he spoke.
Margin, even unwilling to tell Li Longqian his name, which shows that this person is still very defensive.
"What, what are you thinking about?" The old beggar asked with a smile when he saw Li Longqian's eyes wandering.
"Nothing." Li Longqian waved his hand helplessly.
"Are you curious about who I am? What state I am in?" the old beggar then asked.
"This must be out of curiosity. After all, there are probably not many people in Daliang who dare to snatch the clothes of the leader of the Beggar Clan..."
"Haha, you kid, your martial arts skills are not very good, your words and thoughts are really inconsistent." The old beggar laughed.
Li Long smiled slightly and said nothing.
The old beggar saw Li Longqian picking up the chicken leg without saying anything and started eating. Li Longqian and Ling Shiqing sat quietly opposite the old beggar without saying a word. Since they couldn't find out the identity of the old beggar, Li Longqian
Naturally, Long Qian didn't want to
After wasting all his words on him, what Li Longqian was thinking about now was when he would sneak out with Ling Shiqing. After all, no matter what the old beggar told the truth or he was bragging, the money for this meal was worth tens of thousands to Li Longqian.
It must never come out.
Li Longqian stopped asking, and the old beggar naturally stopped talking, and continued to enjoy the delicious food.
Ling Shiqing turned her head and glanced at Li Longqian, frowning slightly, indicating that it was time for Li Longqian to run away.
Li Longqian waved his hand gently.
Although their movements were very small, they were still noticed by the old beggar.
At this time, after the storyteller in the restaurant had rested, he took his daughter, who was not known to be his biological child or adopted daughter, on to the stage.
"What do you want to hear today?" The storyteller held a folding fan in his hand and asked the guests in the audience with a smile.
"You haven't finished talking about the last fight between Sword Immortal Li Taibai and Sword Immortal Zhan Lexin!" Someone immediately yelled from below.
Storytelling is generally about being casual. Storytellers say whatever comes to mind. Some storytellers like to tell stories as time goes by, while others like to leave a little tail to the story, just to let the guests know what they are saying next time.
I still came here to listen, but no matter who I am, I will end up telling half of the story and leaving half of it unfinished. Now this gentleman has left half of the story unfinished, so someone will remind him.
The storyteller smiled slightly when he heard this, opened the folding fan and asked with a smile: "Then where did we talk last time?"
"The two ended in a tie in the internal strength competition, so I won't say anything else."
"Yes, yes, that's what I said last time."
The storyteller nodded slightly, sat on the chair and began to talk: "The last time I wrote, it was said that the sword fairy Li Taibai and the sword fairy Zhan Lexin are two masters, one is a master of swords, and the other is a master of swords, so
Ah, the competition between these two people can be said to be a competition between people, or it can also be said to be a competition between swords. At that time, there were many onlookers gathered on the Five Realms Island, and they were roughly divided into two
camp, one side uses swords, the other side
For the first half of the month, the two of them competed with each other in terms of martial arts, and finally ended in a draw. After the draw, the swordsman Li Taibai was naturally unconvinced. After all, Li Taibai was still young at that time, and it was inevitable that he would be arrogant.
divide, take advantage of
Zhan Lexin asked Zhan Lexin to have another fist and kick competition with him, and Zhan Lexin agreed. So what we are talking about today is the real intersection of swords. Which one is stronger and which one is weaker among these swords? Listen to me slowly.
Come!"
The storyteller slapped the wood to wake him up, and the erhu in the girl's hand slowly sounded. The swordsman Li Taibai and Zhan Lexin's contest was also narrated from the storyteller's mouth.
This storyteller is indeed quite capable. He tells the whole story in such a thrilling and meticulous manner that it makes people feel as if they are actually there. Whenever this critical moment comes, everyone below is also on tenterhooks. Li Longqian
by Mr. Storyteller
Attracted by the sound, they listened quietly to the story, and Ling Shiqing liked it even more. So when the two of them listened to the story, they even forgot about what they were about to leave. However, the old beggar opposite them still looked indifferent, lowering his head.