Hearing the laughter, Ma Xingkong stood up first and greeted with a smile: "Hello, big boss!"
But Yan Tieshan acted as if she didn't see him at all. She grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's hand and laughed, "Lu Xiaofeng is still the same, but why are you missing two eyebrows?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "I couldn't afford to pay the bill after drinking, so I had to shave my beard. Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows and there are still people who can see them. Otherwise, I would not have two eyebrows left now."
Yan Tieshan laughed and said, "Hahaha, Lu Xiaofeng's beard can actually pay for the drinks."
He turned around again and smiled at Hua Manlou: "You must be the seventh child of the Hua family. Several of your brothers have been here before. The third and fifth children have a very good drinking capacity."
Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Seven children can also have a few drinks."
Yan Tieshan stroked her palm and said, "Okay, great!"
When he looked at Anyan, his expression was slightly startled, just like Huo Tianqing and others, they couldn't help but show curiosity towards Anyan.
An eye-catching white hair... It seems that every strand is filled with sorrow and misfortune. The constant coughing made his pale face appear sickly; no matter who saw him, they would think that he was a dying person.
But this man looked to be no more than 20 years old, and his appearance was still very young, especially his leisurely and comfortable demeanor, as if he didn't care much about everything.
"My name is whatever I want."
Yan Tieshan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would meet another friend today."
Xuanyuan did not respond to this, but Yan Tieshan laughed and said: "Sit down, everyone, I'll ask someone to bring some jars of Laofen wine. Today is a happy day, and it is also a day to get drunk."
Everyone sat down, but Shangguan Xueer pouted and looked very unhappy... It was as if no one here could see her. She knew they had, but they just pretended not to see her.
She sat down sullenly and closed her mouth again sullenly; although she was only twelve years old, she was also a woman, but women, no matter they were five years old or a hundred years old, always liked not to speak when they were angry.
The food is exquisite and the wine is aged.
Yan Tieshan was constantly picking up food for Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.
Lu Xiaofeng asked as if she was referring to something: "Is the big boss a native of Shanxi?"
Yan Tieshan smiled and said: "Yes, I was born here. I haven't left here in the past few decades. I only went to Mount Tai once more than ten years ago."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and suddenly said: "The big boss is from Shanxi, so where is Manager Yan from?"
Ma Xingkong was the first to say: "There is only Manager Huo here, not Manager Yan."
Lu Xiaofeng didn't look at him, only stared at Yan Tieshan, and said calmly: "Of course I know Manager Huo, but what I'm talking about is Yan Liben, 'Manager Yan' of the Jinpeng Dynasty in the past. This person must be very familiar to the big boss."
Yan Tieshan's expression had changed, his whole face seemed to be stiff, and his smile had disappeared.
Seeing his change, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes sparkled, and she continued slowly: "The big boss can tell Manager Yan that someone has come to settle an old debt he owed fifty years ago. "
Yan Tieshan looked gloomy and shouted: "Mr. Huo."
Huo Tianqing said: "Yes."
Yan Tieshan said coldly: "A few guests are leaving. Go and prepare carriages and horses for them." As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly and strode out without looking back.
But after he turned around, someone stopped in front of him.
No one noticed how this person appeared in front of him, but Su Shaoqing, Ma Xingkong, and Huo Tianqing were already standing in front of Yan Tieshan.
This man always had a long sword on his waist, but they never paid attention to this sword.
Ma Xingkong smiled ferociously and said, "Boy, do you want to die?"
He coughed slightly, shook his head casually, and said calmly: "Whoever touches him will die."
Ma Xingkong said sternly: "I think you are the one seeking death!"
Amid the stern voice, he reached his right hand toward his waist, and then pulled out a purple-gold rolling dragon stick with fish scales.
But as soon as he moved, a stunning and stunning sword light passed by.
The sword light flashed and disappeared, only at Ma Xingkong's throat, like a fleeting light, fleeting.
The sword light disappeared completely because the sword had returned to its scabbard. It comes so quickly that people are at a loss, and it disappears so quickly that people are not prepared for it.
Without anyone reacting, Ma Xingkong was penetrated through the throat and fell down.
He was coughing again, and even those who heard his cough seemed to be able to feel the hardship, but was the sword light just now really coming from such a person?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that such a thing existed in the world. Even if they had seen it with their own eyes, they would have doubted whether everything in front of them was real...
Almost everyone looked at the young man with a sick face in disbelief.
A cold word suddenly broke the silence here.
"Good swordsmanship!"
A man walked in from outside the door... He was dressed in white as snow, and stood upright in front of everyone. There was a dark, long, and ancient sword beside his waist.
Yan Tieshan regained some composure and asked sharply: "Who are you?"
"Ximen Chuixue!"
The four words "Ximen Chuixue" are like the edge of a sword, sharp and cold.
Yan Tieshan wanted to retreat, but suddenly stopped. He looked deeply at Ran Ran, and finally shouted in a hissing voice: "Someone is coming!"
It was originally quiet inside and outside the water pavilion, not even a ghost.
But after Yan Tieshan shouted, the window lattice shattered, and five people flew in. They all held glowing weapons in their hands... Wu Gou Sword, Yan Ling Dao, Lian Zi Qiang, Chicken Feet Sickle, and Bin Iron Rod.
The five pieces are all very exquisitely crafted Qimen weapons. Anyone who can use such weapons will undoubtedly not be weak in martial arts.
Ximen Chuixue didn't even look at them. At this moment, there seemed to be only one person in his eyes.
"You still want to draw your sword?"
Randomly shook his head.
Ximen Chuixue looked at him coldly and said nothing, but there was still no one else in his eyes.
The wind roared loudly, and the Yanling Sword had already twisted out a blade and slashed towards Ximen Chuixue; and the iron rod also turned into a shadow, sweeping out a strong wind.
The other Wu Goujian, Lianzi Spear, and Chicken Claw Sickle were also attacked at the same time!
Ximen Chuixue's pupils suddenly shrank, and the sword was unsheathed!
Huo Tianqing and Su Shaoqing did not move, because they would not move unless they were moved at will; they did not move, and Yan Tieshan did not dare to move.
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed and said, "I just have something to ask Manager Yan."
Yan Tieshan's white and fat face suddenly revealed a strange fear, and she seemed to have become much older in an instant. After a long time, he sighed and murmured: "He has been dead for decades, why do you bother to find a dead man?"
