Xu Taiping approached the old servant with a smile: "I, I am your best friend, Mr. Zhang Shaoqi and Mr. Zhang. What do you think of our friendship? He thinks about me all the time when he sleeps."
The old servant looked up blankly: "Huh?"
Xu Taiping smiled: "If you don't believe me, just ask him."
"Have you found the wrong person, my descendant? My master doesn't have that name."
"I saw him come in with my own eyes, how could I be wrong?"
"You, you saw it wrong."
"No," Xu Taiping said while looking inside: "I saw it with my own eyes, it's absolutely correct."
The old servant tremblingly stopped him, and when he raised his hand, he held the long sword in his hand, piercing Xu Taiping's heart like lightning.
A half-foot-long sword aura emerged from the tip of the sword.
It reached Xu Taiping's chest in an instant, only half an inch away from stabbing Xu Taiping's skin.
However.
The old servant's hand could no longer move.
It was only half an inch away, but it couldn't penetrate even a hair.
The zhenqi on the sword tip flickered twice and dissipated instantly.
The old servant pretended to be rickety, but he actually stooped and slowly fell to the ground, clutching his chest.
Xu Taiping drew out his oxtail knife.
Shake off the blood stains on the knife.
He kicked the old servant and snorted: "You bitch, if you dare to stop me from seeing my good brother, you must be a fake enemy."
With that said, he raised his head and shouted into the room: "Master Zhang, tell me, brother, am I right?"
in the room.
Zhang Shaoqi kept his eyes on Xu Taiping and racked his brains but couldn't figure out who this person was.
Hear this question.
Think about it.
Turning around and going out, he nodded slightly: "Yes, you must not be a good person if you dare to stop me from meeting my brother. Brother, you are here, you made me wait so hard."
Xu Taiping laughed loudly: "Isn't this coming? Brother Zhang, what's going on? Why was the family suddenly wiped out? Your Zhang family has a profound background, strong financial resources, and has raised so many masters. It shouldn't be."
Zhang Shaoqi felt secretly resentful when he heard this.
But he smiled bitterly and said: "It's all fate when you run into trouble, but it's you, how did you find this place?"
Xu Taoping replied with a smile: "I saw you on the street. I wanted to say hello to you. When I saw you like this, I thought you might be avoiding your enemies, so I didn't say anything and just followed you quietly."
Zhang Shaoqi's pupils shrank sharply.
How can it be?
I have a disguise!
And there were guards protecting me along the way to prevent me from being followed.
How could he be recognized and followed here?
This is impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
No one in Yingyin County can do it!
This person is lying!
He must have found this place through other channels!
who is he?
What does he want to do?
Is it because of the magic weapon that Xu Taiping offered as a reward?
Zhang Shaoqi made wild guesses about the identity and purpose of the middle-aged man in front of him.
At the same time, he smiled and said: "Brother, you are serious. I am indeed avoiding my enemies. Hey, life is not going well. Brother, sit in the room, let's have a drink and reminisce about the past."
"please."
"please."
The two looked at each other, laughed, and stepped over the old servant's body into the room.
Zhang Shaoqi made tea and poured tea: "Brother, try our Yingyin's top quality Feng Qiuhuang."
"Feng Qiu Huang?"
"Yes, this is a specialty of our Yingyin County. It is only produced in a small area at the northern foot of Shuangyan Mountain. The annual output is only thirty or fifty kilograms. Look at this tea. The leaves are in pairs, one raised and one attached. Is there any What does Feng Qiu Huang mean by the harmony of the harp and harp?"
"It's quite interesting."
"Not only does it look similar, but the fragrance of Feng Qiu Huang is also quite unique. Smelling it is like drinking nectar, making people feel like falling in love, and instantly savor the sweetness and bitterness between men and women."
"Is it really so unique?"
"Brother, you'll know it once you taste it."
"Brother, isn't there any poison in this tea?"
"How is that possible?" Zhang Shaoqi picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp: "Brother, do you believe it?"
Xu Taiping laughed: "I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."
As he spoke, he also picked up the tea cup.
Tea to the lips.
Suddenly it exploded, and a thick blue and black mist emerged from the splash of tea.
at the same time.
Zhang Shaoqi shouted in a low voice: "Talk with each other!"
While attacking, keep distance.
There was a strong murderous intent flashing crazily in his eyes.
Dragnet!
War of words!
War of words!
Zhang Shaoqi has already made a plan.
First, use tea to disrupt the sight and concentration of the middle-aged martial artist in front of you.
Then use "words and words" to force him back.
Keep up with the "drag and earth net" to trap him.
Finally, he used "words and swords" to complete the kill.
snort!
This set of combos is simple but practical and efficient.
Martial arts cultivators below the first-class realm will undoubtedly die!
Dare you break into my hiding place?
He doesn’t even have the ability to weigh himself to determine how many kilograms he has!
However.
He opened his mouth, but not a single word came out.
Zhang Shaoqi was instantly terrified!
The biting cold went straight to the top of my head, and my hair stood on end.
Keep your mouth shut!
This is a high-level magical power that only stronger Confucian cultivators can master!
escape!
Must escape!
Otherwise, at least one puppet will be lost today.
The next second.
A white halo caught up with him and held him firmly in place.
It’s over!
Zhang Shaoqi closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, opened his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man approaching step by step, and asked calmly: "Have you ever had any grudges with my Zhang family?"
Xu Taiping smiled and waved the knife without hesitation.
"puff--"
"puff--"
Two cuts in a row.
Zhang Shaoqi's two arms were completely broken.
Blood flowed instantly.
Zhang Shaoqi gritted his teeth and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Are you a martial arts cultivator or a Confucianism cultivator?"
Xu Taiping asked with a smile: "What do you think?"
When Zhang Shaoqi heard this, he was so angry that his wounds spurted blood even more violently.
He quickly took a deep breath to stabilize his mood: "Friend, please let me go. All the gold, silver, magic weapons, elixirs and property here belong to you, and everything in my Qiankun bag will also be given to you. I will also give you a big thank you afterwards."
Then he added: "If a friend is determined to achieve something in his career, Zhang can also help connect people. A friend of mine is planning a big thing and is very hungry for talents. If you go, my friend, you will be put to good use."
When Xu Taiping heard this, he pretended to hesitate.
Zhang Shaoqi was overjoyed when he saw this: "Friend, that friend of mine is a high-ranking and powerful person, and he has great plans. As long as you make some contributions under my friend's command, you will definitely become one of the new wealthy families. The greater your contribution, the greater your contribution." The higher the level, the more likely you are to become a prince or prime minister."
When Xu Taiping heard this, he pretended to be smart and got angry: "You lied to me! In the current Jin Dynasty, only His Majesty the Emperor can make me a Marquis and Prime Minister. Is your friend the current Majesty?"
Zhang Shaoqi patiently explained: "Friend, that friend of mine cannot be the current His Majesty, but his status, ability and ambition are all among the best. I have been running for him these years. I can bring the huge Zhang family to join him." Him, what do you have to worry about?"
Xu Taiping immediately widened his eyes: "Really?"
"Really, I can swear that I will never lie to you."
"Who is that friend of yours?"
"I can't say."
"Just a reminder."
"I can only say one word. Whether you can understand it or not is your own business."
"Okay, you say."
Zhang Shaoqi gritted his teeth and spit out one word: "Tang."
