Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Huayin County.

A handsome swordsman strolled along the long street.

Although the county town was not big, it was extremely prosperous.

The most important thing was that he felt a lot of special attention the moment he stepped into here.

So.

He took the initiative to come to a butcher with the sharpest eyes.

"Senior..."

Liu Donglai simply saluted.

He didn't know why a mere butcher had such a scary look.

But he could conclude that the butcher in front of him was not much weaker than Bai Tianyu at the beginning.

"Don't call me senior."

"I'm just a butcher now."

Ba Dao had no business at this time, so he had the mind to pay attention to the other party.

The most important thing was that he felt a familiar decadence in Liu Donglai.

This was so realistic when he first arrived in Huayin County.

"May I ask the owner of the stall."

"Is there any way to join Huashan?"

Liu Donglai really had no other choice.

There were not many forces in the world that could protect him.

He didn't want to become a monk.

He didn't want to be pure and free from desires.

He didn't want to enter the palace to be a eunuch.

So apart from Huashan, he really couldn't think of any other place to protect himself from Bai Xiaolou's crescent-shaped scimitar.

"Don't dream about it."

The butcher laughed and said, "Huashan is the number one martial arts holy land today. It is not a refuge, nor a place where cats and dogs can enter as they please."

Liu Donglai was angry.

Although he was a little disabled, he was also a top master in the martial arts world.

How come he couldn't even be a human being in Ba Dao's mouth?

"Are you angry?"

"You can't even stand this, what are you doing here?"

Ba Dao sneered: "Find a place where no one knows you to become a monk, so you can hide deeper."

"Hmph."

Liu Donglai snorted coldly.

He didn't dare, and didn't want to get entangled with Ba Dao.

He turned and walked to the end of the long street.

"Uh."

"Quite smart."

Ba Dao saw where Liu Donglai was going, and his mouth twitched slightly.

Because at the corner of the long street was the tavern, as well as the homes of Li Xunhuan, Hu Bugui and others.

Liu Donglai just walked aimlessly.

Seeing the flag of the tavern.

He walked in without hesitation in a irritable mood.

"Shopkeeper."

"Give me a pot of the best wine."

Liu Donglai came over without even looking at him, and just sat down.

A fragrant breeze blew over.

Liu Donglai looked up at the fragrance, and the next moment his eyes lit up.

A young, energetic, bright and beautiful woman brought some wine and dishes and put them on the table.

And she said in a voice like a yellow warbler: "Sir, this is our best apricot wine, but it's a little old, please forgive me."

Then she finished.

She left.

As she swung her ponytails, her two cute ponytails swung back and forth.

A sense of spirituality jumped out.

"Pretty, right?"

The old beggar behind Liu Donglai was talking nonsense.

Originally Liu Donglai didn't want to pay attention.

But he caught a glimpse of the other person's nine bags and swallowed his saliva instantly.

He didn't know the other person.

But if he dared to dress like this, he would only exist as one person:

The nine-bag elder of the Beggar Gang.

"Yeah."

Liu Donglai had many women.

But Sun Xiaohong's beauty was definitely in the top ten, or even the top three, that he had seen.

Even though Taohua Niangzi was more mature and more beautiful, she was inferior in appearance and temperament.

"Don't be so delusional."

"She is a disciple of Huashan, but the shopkeeper's niece. She comes to help when she is free."

Zhang Jin'ao said casually.

At the same time, he took a big gulp of wine and then said, "Tell me, why are you here?"

"Ah?"

Liu Donglai was confused.

I don't know what Zhang Jin'ao means.

"This is a holy place for drunkards who are tired of the disputes in the martial arts world."

"During the day, it's the old man, Ba Dao and others, and at night it's Li Xunhuan, Hu Bugui and others."

Zhang Jin'ao asked in doubt: "I am Zhang Jin'ao of the Beggar Gang. You can come here, so you are naturally extraordinary."

After speaking, he started to think about Liu Donglai's sword.

Back then.

As the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, Zhang Jin'ao was severely injured by Gui Hai's three swords.

Since then, he could not fight with others at will.

In addition, there was the struggle for power within the Beggars' Sect.

Tired of the disputes in the martial arts world, he gradually retired.

He came here using the Beggars' Sect's well-informed information.

Gurgle.

Liu Donglai swallowed his saliva.

He really didn't know where this place was.

"You..."

Zhang Jin'ao saw it.

Liu Donglai really came here by accident.

"Forget it."

"You can come here, it can be regarded as an opportunity."

Zhang Jin'ao raised his glass.

Because he saw Liu Donglai's broken finger. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

A swordsman who loses three fingers is like a useless person.

"What a pity."

"If you had come here a year earlier, you could have bought Li Xunhuan's wood carving."

Zhang Jingao was both sad and proud.

Because he collected a wood carving that Li Xunhuan had carefully carved.

He stroked the wood carving every day.

Feeling the trajectory of the sword technique.

Now Li Xunhuan and Yuhu no longer sell wood carvings.

Since he took back Li Garden, he no longer needs to experience life.

The affiliated industries under the name of the Li family are an endless source of wealth.

Talk about Cao Cao.

Cao Cao is here.

The dusty Li Xunhuan opened the curtain and walked in.

"Huh?"

"How do you have time to drink?"[]

Sun Tuozi was very surprised.

If he remembered correctly, he should be attending the funeral of the old man Canglong.

"Don't mention it."

"Give me a pot of apricot wine."

Li Xunhuan sat down with a wry smile.

"Uncle Li."

Sun Xiaohong smiled and handed over the older apricot wine.

At the same time, she also served two exquisite side dishes.

"Xiaohong."

Li Xunhuan asked, "Manqing didn't make any mistakes these days?"

"No."

"Brother Manqing and Lingshan have a good time, but..."

Sun Xiaohong was embarrassed to continue.

"What is 153?"

Li Xunhuan suddenly became alert, "He is lazy again."

Sun Xiaohong did not answer.

But it was almost equivalent to acquiescence.

"This child..."

Li Xunhuan was immediately at a loss for words.

Who would have thought that the son of the great Li Feidao, the No. 1 in the Weapon List, actually did not like to practice martial arts.

"Worry about your son, it is better to worry about yourself."

"You are either trouble-free, or it is a big deal when you have it."

Sun Tuozi sat opposite Li Xunhuan.

His face was stern.

As if they were going to face it together.

"It's really not a big problem."

Li Xunhuan took out a flying knife engraved with the word "忍" and said, "Someone brought it and secretly met me in Cangjian Villa."

Sun Tuozi nodded.

Li Xunhuan could have many flying knives.

But he gave away very few.

Not to mention the ones with special inscriptions.

This almost represents a life-and-death friendship.

"You need to accept a disciple."

"I couldn't even teach my own son well, how can I be qualified to teach others."

Li Xunhuan laughed at himself.

Drank it all in one gulp.

It seemed to relieve his sorrow.

Sun Tuozi took the initiative to pour wine for each other.

No complaints, no consolation.

Just company.

When Zhang Jingao and Liu Donglai heard the news, they were shocked and full of envy.

This is Li Xunhuan.

Even if you can't learn Li Xunhuan's flying knives.

Learning swordsmanship is fine.

They are all the top inheritances in the world. .