In one sentence, the identity of the visitor was revealed.
Among the four people at the tea table, except for Gu Qingfeng who represented the Heaven and Earth Alliance, the other three all represented the All Martial Arts Association.
Even if Song Bufan is not of the same mind as the All-Martial Arts Association, he is still the martial leader of the All-Martial Arts Association. It is not surprising that he represents the All-Martial Arts Association. 33
The man smiled and said: "The mighty swordsman Gu Qingfeng is also afraid of losing his life?"
Gu Qingfeng said: "Everyone is afraid of death. Is it possible that you are not afraid? Why don't I chop you with a sword now and you will die? You are not afraid anyway."
Before the man could speak, Qian Qingxuan slapped the table and stood up and said, "Gu Qingfeng, you are so stubborn even when you are about to die, do you really think you are invincible?"
Gu Qingfeng looked at Qian Qingxuan, a beautiful girl, grinning, then looked at the man, and said with emotion: "You are so loyal. To be honest, I envy you a little. My subordinates may not be so loyal to me."
The man stretched out a hand, gently held Qian Qingxuan's arm, comforted her, and then smiled and said: "Your subordinates are much more loyal than mine."
After saying that, he looked at Song Bufan meaningfully.
Song Bufan, on the other hand, had an expressionless face, folded his hands on his chest, and said nothing.
Gu Qingfeng scratched his face and said, "Qin Qinglin, stop talking so much nonsense. You called us all here. There must be something going on. Tell us, don't keep it secret."
Qin Qinglin, a very unfamiliar name.
He is so strange that few people in the world know of his existence.
But to the three people at the table, the name meant a lot.
If the time were pushed back more than ten years ago, more people would have seen Qin Qinglin.
But most of those people have already gone to their graves.
Qin Qinglin didn't say anything, and Gu Qingfeng clicked his tongue and said: "The great martial leader of the All-Martial Arts Association, doesn't he just want to treat us to a cup of tea? Or is it because your conscience has discovered it and you want to join our Heaven and Earth Alliance?"
Qin Qinglin smiled and said: "You are still you, nothing has changed. This mouth will never spit out ivory."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, "You are the same, always doing meaningless things."
The so-called meaningless things are a pun.
Tea and a martial arts meet.
In Gu Qingfeng's eyes, these were meaningless things.
Gu Qingfeng sighed with emotion: "Qin Qinglin, I'm very curious. You said that the Quanwuhui and our Heaven and Earth Alliance have been fighting for so long. What have you gained and what have we gained? In my opinion, let's not fight anymore and shake hands early." If we can make peace, then you can peacefully pursue your immortal way, and I will marry a daughter-in-law, give birth to a brood of children, and be a happy house-husband, wouldn’t it be even more carefree?"
Qin Qinglin burst out laughing and did not refute. He even somewhat agreed: "I think this move is okay. You and I will get what we want, and the world will be much more peaceful."
Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more out of shape, Qian Qingxuan was the first to be anxious. She gently touched Qin Qinglin's sleeve with her fingertips and whispered: "Sir, you can't be like this..."
Qin Qinglin smiled, not being so formal, and finally said what he meant, "Gu Qingfeng, Leng Weinan is in your hands now. You must have made some kind of deal, but if we can't get the mind control technique, you can't It won’t be too peaceful.”
Gu Qingfeng no longer smiled playfully, but became serious, rubbed his head, and whispered: "I know you didn't hold anything back this time, but if the mind control technique is given to you, we may not have it. How much peace.”
Qin Qinglin was noncommittal.
Song Bufan, who had been standing by, suddenly said quietly: "We can bring up the conflict between the two of you later. I just want to know the purpose of calling me here."
Having said so much, it is all about the minor matters between the Quanwuhui and the Heaven and Earth Alliance.
This made Song Bufan very confused.
If it's just because of this, what's the point of bringing him here?
Could it be that he was just a spectator, and then swore the authority of the All-Martial Arts Association to stop himself from harboring any evil thoughts?
If this is the case, Song Bufan will only find it ridiculous. He will never be the same person as the All-Martial Arts Association and the Heaven and Earth Alliance.
Qin Qinglin smiled and clapped, "Yes, I almost forgot about you. Indeed, I didn't call you here to mention these things. Song Bufan, I know very well what you want to do, but I advise you to put those thoughts away." Take it away, because you can’t succeed.”
Gu Qingfeng also seconded the proposal.
In this world, these three people are probably the only ones who want to know what Song Bufan is going to do.
However, the other two people actually had some speculations. As for the ultimate goal, only Song Bufan himself knew clearly.
Song Bufan crossed his arms and said expressionlessly: "No one can stop me from what I want to do."
Qin Qinglin smiled slightly and looked at Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng understood, and the long sword on the table suddenly trembled.
Qian Qingxuan clenched his fists at the side, his palms full of sweat.
She was a little confused.
Are you ready to take action?
But why did the two rivals suddenly join forces and the person they wanted to deal with was Song Bufan?
Can't figure it out, can't guess.
In an instant, a black shadow slowly rose.
Qin Qinglin suddenly stretched out his hand, and a stream of energy flowed out from his palm, waving towards the black shadow, and then pressed down, pressing the black shadow back to the ground.
The flying sword was unsheathed at this moment and hovered around Gu Qingfeng.
Song Bufan kicked the table open, and the two swords were unsheathed at the same time.
A tense battle is about to begin.
But suddenly, there was another sound in the distance.
"Why is it so exciting that I should be involved?"
At the table, all four people had doubts.
Four people, you look at me and I look at you.
Whose reinforcements?
They looked up at the sky together and found that the sky had not changed much.
The voice sounded again.
"Don't look up, it's right behind you."
They all looked in the direction of the sound.
Dong Liuyao, dressed in shabby clothes, appeared here, holding a dilapidated umbrella and walking towards him.
He walked under the shed, put away his umbrella, stamped his feet on the ground, patted the raindrops on his head, and said: "Rain is troublesome. These clothes are wet and sticky. It's really uncomfortable."
Then, he raised his head and looked at a few people, waved his hands and said: "Don't stop, don't stop, you beat yourselves, I'll watch for fun."
No one at the table knew Dong Liuyao.
Not many people in the world have seen Dong Liuyao.
But all of them were instinctively alert.
This bad old man is anything but simple.
Although he doesn't have any fairy spirit in his body, there is some temperament that cannot be concealed no matter how well he hides it.
Qin Qinglin and Gu Qingfeng were the first to react.
If nothing else happens, Dong Liuyao must be an immortal.
The tea stall owner was taking a nap when he heard the sound of fighting outside. He woke up slowly and ran out quickly. He saw it was Dong Liuyao. Well, the amulet you gave me last time was very useful. I don’t know who got into a fight in the city a few days ago. A lot of gravel flew towards my store. They all avoided me. I am indeed a master. Man, why do you have the time to drink tea today?"
Dong Liuyao waved his hand and said with a smile: "There are a few young people here, come and take a look, you can do your business."
The boss nodded repeatedly and did not get angry when he saw the kicked-broken table. Instead, he bent down to pick up the teapot and teacup that had fallen to the floor and placed them on another table.
Dong Liuyao walked to the table, looked at the people, waved to them and said, "If you want to fight, just keep fighting. I will watch for you and make sure you are not disturbed by others."
Several people did not move.
Dong Liuyao said with a smile: "Since you don't want to fight, then come over and sit. This tea won't taste good when it's cold."
The fighting flames that had just been pulled out by several people were easily extinguished at this moment.
Several people took their seats one after another, and Dong Liuyao said: "You young people are really amazing. I'm afraid no one in the eight wastelands can be your opponent."
He said with some emotion: "Do you think it's strange or not? The world is so big. It's big enough to have many people, but it's also small. So small that only a few people can actually talk."
No one knew the purpose of this immortal's visit.
It is even less clear why their mortal battles were noticed by immortals.
Gu Qingfeng didn't like immortals at all, so he said impatiently: "Old man, you came down from the sky to the mortal world just to stop us from fighting?"
Dong Liuyao smiled and said nothing.
On the other hand, Qin Qinglin actually had a lot of admiration for the immortal. At this time, he was no longer in the condescending posture. He bowed his hands and asked, "May I ask the immortal's name?"
Dong Liuyao looked at Qin Qinglin and said leisurely: "As expected of the old woman's descendant, her temperament is somewhat similar."
Qin Qinglin frowned.
He himself does not know who his ancestors are.
He was originally an orphan, born without a father or a mother, but from the immortal's tone, his ancestors seemed to be particularly remarkable.
Dong Liuyao looked at Song Bufan again and said with a smile: "If I want to say who has the highest talent among them, it has to be you. However, if you are a member of the same sect and you peek too much into the world, you will always be punished. Otherwise, with your talent, none of the people here would be your opponent."
Song Bufan was expressionless and didn't speak.
Dong Liuyao finally looked at Qian Qingxuan, but made no comment, just shook his head.
Qian Qingxuan naturally didn't care about this.
After that, there was no conversation at the table. Dong Liuyao was the only one drinking tea silently.
After drinking for a while, the teapot was all bottomed out. Dong Liuyao stood up and said slowly: "Since you don't plan to fight, I won't get involved. If you have anything to say, please tell me. Young people, please don't." Too energetic."
After saying this, he picked up the oil-paper umbrella and left slowly.
After Dong Liuyao walked away, Gu Qingfeng secretly cursed the strange old man, and then said: "Qin Qinglin, the plan has failed. Since we can't fight, the next time we meet, it won't be like today."
Qin Qinglin nodded and suddenly said: "Gu Qingfeng, as a friend at this time, I would like to remind you that there are people of mine in your Heaven and Earth Alliance."
It's a demonstration.
He and Gu Qingfeng will always be rivals, never friends.
Gu Qingfeng smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me. Since we are friends, I would like to remind you that there are naturally people of mine in your All-Martial Arts Association."
Also demonstrating.
Qin Qinglin smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand and turned into a sword light and left.
Song Bufan stood up at this moment, clasped his fists at Qin Qinglin and said, "Master Wu, if nothing happens, I will leave first."
Qin Qinglin said coldly: "Song Bufan, I advise you to think carefully and don't do anything stupid, otherwise you will only die."
Song Bufan smiled for the first time, "There is no joy in life, no fear in death. Farewell!"
After both of them left, Qian Qingxuan said worriedly: "Sir, next..."
Qin Qinglin stretched out his hand to interrupt, looked at the majestic rain, and said: "I have already appeared, and there will be a bloody storm next."
Some people died, but not completely...
