Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

Under the fierce knife light, the street was blocked and cut off, gravel was flying all over the sky, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

One hundred pennies per knife, one knife falling, is enough to split mountains and divide rivers, turning the entire street into ruins.

Panicked like Tianwei, with such a slash, can anyone really survive?
The groom was still fixed in the air, his eyes were about to split open, and his pupils shrank as small as the tip of a needle.

What level of powerhouse is this?The grand master of the third rank, or the legendary martial saint?

Such power has long been transcendent, far away from the ranks of mortals.

The old man looked ahead, smacked his lips, and took another sip of wine.

"It seems that the force is a little too strong."

He sighed and swayed unsteadily.

"After drinking, there is no difference in the attack... Alcohol is wrong, wrong. Fortunately, the cut was wrong."

Ji Wuchen swallowed his saliva, belatedly feeling a little weak in his legs.

One side of the carriage was cut off evenly, and it brushed past his shoulder, and if it shifted an inch, the terrifying knife light could hurt him.

Now, only a strand of hair from the treacherous minister was cut off, and it was reduced to ashes before landing.

Mu Baifan's face was a little pale, he turned around first, and after seeing that Ji Wuchen and Suzaku were safe, he heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly knelt down in front of the old man Yidao.

"Disciple pays homage to master!"

The old man Yidao sighed, and poured wine into his mouth again.

The vision of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood has dissipated, and the distorted scenery has been restored, becoming intimate and real.

The subtle human voice slowly sounded, echoing in the ear.

Ji Wuchen blinked, and found that many passers-by appeared around him at some point, watching his carriage in surprise, not understanding why a car that was fine just now suddenly split into two halves.

Behind him, the street that had been reduced to ashes turned out to be as good as ever, with no trace of a knife mark!
If the carriage hadn't been destroyed, Ji Wuchen would really have thought that what happened just now was just an illusion.

How is this going?In the end what happened?
The coachman regained his mobility and fell beside the old man Yidao.

He didn't dare to make mistakes, looked at the terrifying old monster in front of him vigilantly, and backed up on the carriage.

"How did you hook up with this kid... It seems that you have been taken advantage of a lot."

The old man Yidao stared at Mu Baifan, and waved his hand to signal the latter to stand up.

Mu Baifan's face turned red, he was speechless.

How should she explain this?Said that he was actually the forced party?
It's hard to say, obviously, she is also willing to do it.

……

"One with a knife and one with a sword, how did you become master and apprentice?"

In the general's mansion, the servants have been busy for a long time, preparing a table of delicious meals for the distinguished guests in the mansion.

Looking at the old man Yidao, Ji Wuchen still felt a little unreal.

The style of that knife, and the weirdness that happened later made him feel like a dream.

Xiaomeng said, that is the field formed by the strong, and it cannot be done by a martial sage.

In other words, this wretched old man is a living warrior.

The old man Yidao picked up a piece of fat and tender pork belly with his chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and replied vaguely: "Why, isn't it allowed? What's wrong with me using a knife? Martial arts, one knows everything, and those who know how to use a knife will of course use a sword. It just didn’t go so smoothly.”

Ji Wuchen nodded, and he understood why Mu Baifan already had a second-rank cultivation at a young age when they first met.

In martial arts, skills are important, and famous teachers are even more important.

She has such an amazing teacher, her strength surpasses her peers...it's not hard to imagine.

"The teacher only taught me the basics and corrected my mistakes every once in a while. I learned the rest by myself."

Mu Baifan opened his mouth to explain.

Ji Wuchen nodded again.

It turned out that my Fanfan was smart.

"Senior," he said with a smile, and took the initiative to toast the old man with a knife, "I already know the reason for this incident, don't worry, I can understand. Seniors like you naturally have their own principles of handling things, and then If you want to do business, if you say cut it, you must cut it, Fanfan and I know it well, and we won’t think too much about it.”

After a pause, Ji Wuchen continued:

"In addition, I heard that you still live in Dongjiao Lane? How about this, if you don't dislike it, there are still many vacant houses in the mansion, you can move in and live there, so that you can guide Fanfan in his cultivation."

The strength of the old man Yidao is unfathomable, if you keep him here, you are afraid that the Tianxuan Sect will be an egg!

Come and kill one by one, plant life and death talismans to enslave them!
At this time, another trembling old man in the General's Mansion personally came forward with a plate to deliver the food.

Mr. Zhao also refuses to be idle, he shines when he has the opportunity, and does small things within his ability, but he often messes up.

Such a hardworking old man, Ji Wuchen loves him very much.

So he quickly stood up and helped Mr. Zhao serve the dishes, for fear that he would accidentally fall.

Mr. Zhao grinned, with few teeth left in his mouth, and he was as kind as an old man next door.

"Thank you sir."

"Why are you polite, Mr. Zhao, sit down and eat something too!"

Ji Wuchen warmly invited.

Elder Zhao shook his head and said seriously:
"Don't eat! Don't eat! If you eat too much, you will grow meat, it won't look good!"

Uh……

The smile on Ji Wuchen's face froze.

Do you want to lose weight even if you are skinny?
After all, he didn't force him to stay, he helped Elder Zhao to leave the hall, and then watched him go away.

I'm afraid the old man will stop eating while walking.

Ji Wuchen returned to the dining table, and found that the old man Yidao looked thoughtful.

"Senior, how is it? Although my place is not as good as the residences of many dignitaries, it is not bad. I eat and drink every day. I have nothing to do. I have nothing to do with walking the dog, fishing, drinking, and playing chess with some old men in the mansion. ...it's pretty good."

Mu Baifan glanced at his master with a wry smile, and shook his head slightly.

Seeing Fanfan's hint, Ji Wuchen knew there was nothing going on.

What does this old monster want?money?right?Beauty?Seducing him with this thing himself is no different from seducing a wolf with shit.

Sure enough, the old man Yidao shook his head, tasting the fine wine in his glass.

"No, no. This place is not suitable for me. I am a dragon and I am still flying in the sky. Here, it is too tacky."

Sighing softly, the old man Yidao continued: "Besides, General Tiance's mansion is not short of masters. My stay here is just icing on the cake and not of much use. Ji Wuchen, you just need to live with peace of mind. Also, remember to treat Fanfan well, This girl is poor."

It was rare for the old man Yidao to talk so much, and he looked quite serious, which made people stunned.

However, why did he say that there are still masters in the general's mansion?who?Own?Suzaku?Fuan?
It can't be Mr. Zhao, right?That would be ridiculous.

Ji Wuchen secretly sighed in his heart, knowing that things cannot be forced, so he can only give up.

"What about mine! Ji Wuchen, you invited this old man to eat delicious food, but you won't give it to me!"

Xiaomeng suddenly made a noise, yelling for something to eat.