"The martial arts talents of the Great Song Dynasty are withering. A mere prince in the Zhixuan Realm dares to be the first. How can the martial arts warriors have any glory on their faces?"
"Hush, Old Liu, please drink less, why are you talking so drunkenly?"
"That's right, this is a tavern, not your home. When the official comes, let's see who will care about you!"
Old Liu Tou probably drank a lot of the yellow stuff in this bowl, but when his companion dissuaded him, he got even more angry.
He slapped his palm on the table, making the sound louder.
"What are you afraid of? Did I say anything wrong?"
"Zhenren Zhang of Wudang in the Ming Dynasty was a land god who spanned the world for a century. He single-handedly frightened Xiaoxiao. He is recognized as the Beidou of the martial arts world!"
"Although people say that Master Zhang has 70%25 of the fortune of the Ming Dynasty, so Wudang has no successors, but there are other sects, and the Yihua Palace inviting the Master of the Moon Palace is a big celestial phenomenon!"
"Let's not talk about the Qin Kingdom and the Tang Kingdom. Speaking of other countries, there is no country that does not have a Great Celestial Realm to take charge. Only our Song Dynasty has a prince from the Xuan Realm."
"What is this called...this is called the monkey without a tiger in the mountain calling himself the king!"
When Old Liu Tou got angry, he grabbed the wine bottle and poured two sips into his mouth.
Seeing that he could not stop him, his companions let him go.
I wish he would just lie down on the floor and fall asleep after drinking.
On the table nearby, a man and a woman sat opposite each other. The man listened with interest, but the woman's eyes were cold.
Seeing that Old Liu was in a lively conversation, the man leaned over and said.
"Old man, if the King of Qi breaks through to the Celestial Realm, will he be able to keep pace with the leaders of all countries?"
Seeing that none of his companions answered, Old Liu Tougang felt extremely bored. Unexpectedly, a young man with a sense of humor came next to him, and his expression suddenly turned from gloomy to bright.
Pity the other two old men at the same table. They tried their best to wink at the man, but they were ignored.
"That's not enough. Although Huo Qubing, the war god of Han, is the same age as our King Qi, he has already been in the sky for three years."
"If you can't catch up, you can't catch up. You can't catch up even if you flatter a horse."
This old Liu Tou doesn't like Zhao Yan anyway. To put it simply, he is a pure anti-fan.
Talk to him about realm, and he will talk about age.
When I told him about his age, he turned back to the realm.
Not to mention that it was already a year ago that Zhao Yan showed his prowess. It is really unfair for him to point out his age and ignore his talent at all.
If the longer you live, the stronger you will be, then there are old men in their seventies or eighties in every sect of the Han Dynasty. How could a young Huo Qubing be allowed to occupy the position of the leader of the Han Dynasty?
Everyone also understood this and knew that Old Liu Tou was purely under the command of His Royal Highness King Qi Qi, so they just listened to it and didn't take it seriously.
But some people really couldn't listen anymore.
Zheng!
The long sword was unsheathed and placed flat on Old Liu's head and neck, just a hair away from drawing blood.
"Old senior, can you allow me to bully a big one with a small one?"
Everyone in the tavern stared blankly at the scene that happened in an instant. When the woman said these words, many people burst into laughter.
They heard that the woman was trying to avenge King Qi and was not really planning to kill anyone, so they felt less nervous.
But Old Liu Tou, who personally felt the coldness of the sharp edge, felt the most unusual at this time.
I was so scared that I was sober from drinking, and I was too scared to speak.
"When accompanying a crane, don't be rude."
Hearing his master's scolding, Banhe snorted, put his sword back into its sheath, and sat back dullly.
Seeing that he had finally gotten into trouble, Lao Liutou's companion hurriedly picked him up, paid the bill, and walked out of the tavern.
The two people were Zhao Yan and Banhe.
The boat traveled for a day and anchored at Zhoukou City, three hundred miles away before nightfall.
When the lanterns came on, Zhao Yan, who was bored on the boat, wanted to go for a walk in the city.
When I got off the ship, I met Banhe who was patrolling the deck, so I pulled her along.
The two of them walked in the city for a quarter of an hour. When they saw the tavern was busy, they came in and planned to have a drink.
The wine in the small town is not as good as the wine in Shuiyunjian, but when it slides down his throat, the sweet aroma and sweetness have another aftertaste, which makes Zhao Yan feel quite satisfied.
If this old Liu Tou hadn't made Ban He angry because he was really noisy and talkative, he would actually find it quite interesting to listen to it.
"Being angry hurts your chest and will make it smaller. Come on, have a drink to calm down."
Zhao Yan poured seven points into her cup and said with a smile.
"I, the righteous master, are not even angry, but you are as angry as a toad."
"Toad?"
Ban He was still sulking, but when he heard the word toad, he looked over with a slight frown.
So Zhao Yan made an expression like a toad cooing, finally making her expression change rapidly like Old Liu Tou.
"You two, if you've had enough to drink, why not go back and rest early."
It took a lot of effort to make Banhe feel better, but the tavern owner suddenly came to chase away the customers.
Zhao Yan smiled and said:
"There's still more than half a bottle of wine left. How can the shopkeeper tell that I'm done drinking?"
"Forehead…"
The shopkeeper immediately looked embarrassed.
Why is this little brother so blind?
He looked around and had no choice but to move closer and explain:
"Old Liu Tou's son is a third-generation disciple of the Songshan Sect, and he is quite famous in the local area. Now that Old Liu Tou is frightened, he may come to cause trouble for you two."
"Look at my small business, if something happens later..."
Does a third-generation disciple of the Songshan Sect dare to show off his power here?
Zhao Yan rubbed his fingers and thought to himself.
He originally thought he would be some domineering and corrupt official, but unexpectedly he turned out to be just a martial artist.
Three generations of disciples…
Those are all cannon fodder, characters whose names don’t even deserve their own.
But in the heart of the tavern owner, he is already an unattainable figure.
"Don't worry, shopkeeper, if you break the tables, chairs, doors or windows, you will be compensated according to the price. We are not short of money, and we like the atmosphere of banging things here."
"Ah...this..."
The shopkeeper's face suddenly looked like Xiang who had been holding back for several days, miserable.
He was also an honest person. He thought that after explaining the difficulty, the other party would definitely leave, but he didn't expect this to be the result. He had to sigh and return to the counter, hoping everything would go smoothly.
In the corner, a shabbily dressed drinker smiled when he heard what Zhao Yan said.
She is obviously dressed in men's clothing, but her smile is more beautiful and brighter than that of an ordinary woman. This woman's ability to dress up as a man is really hard to compliment.
She had finished her glass of wine and planned to leave, but now she had no intention of leaving.
The Songshan Sect was considered a first-rate sect in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, and the quality of its disciples was generally high.
Although he is a third-generation disciple, I think his martial arts skills will not be inferior to those of Western level.
A Western-grade martial artist can defeat Liujia.
It's just that Liujia is not the same as six people. After all, ordinary people don't have the defensive capabilities of armor.
Therefore, Xipin can already be regarded as a master in the local area.
Women just have a lively temperament. With such a good show, how can you not stay and watch it carefully?
Maybe she can be a heroine for once!
Thinking of this, I felt a little happy.
