Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Jun Lintian walked out of the counter, sat down at the table, and continued to flatter.

"Needless to say!"

"Brother Lei's outstanding temperament is as bright and dazzling as a firefly in the dark night. No matter how hard you try to cover it up, it's useless."

Sikong Changfeng nodded beside him with a smile.

Lei Mengsha puffed out his chest and smiled with satisfaction.

"I like to hear this. You understand me, kid. Unlike those guys, they only know how to insult me."

As he said this, Lei Mengsha pulled a stool over and sat down, looking at Jun Lintian and Sikong Changfeng with a smile.

"You two are pretty fast..."

After looking at Sikong Changfeng a few more times, Lei Mengsha nodded happily.

"Not bad, it seems that the physical problem has been solved."

"Your realm has also broken through to the Vajra realm. It seems that you have worked hard this month."

Sikong Changfeng shrugged without comment.

Jun Lintian took out the special tea made by Xin Baicao and asked while brewing it.

"Brother Lei, why are you here?"

Lei Mengsha sighed, "Someone has come to the school to recruit the last disciple for Mr. Li."

"It's more than that!"

"It's not just because of Xichu Jiange, but the identity of the person who came."

Jun Lintian chuckled, his hands moving non-stop.

Lei Mengsha's eyes moved and he laughed.

"You little kid is still so smart."

"Indeed! The person who came, in addition to being Mr. Li's disciple, has another identity..."

"That is, Xiao Ruofeng, the current ninth prince of Beili."

"What does this have to do with it?" Sikong Changfeng asked blankly.

"Zhenxi Hou is a great contributor to Beili, and his military exploits are outstanding. Moreover, in recent years, if there was no Zhenxi Hou Mansion in the west, I am afraid that the west would not be so peaceful."

"Sometimes, too much merit is not necessarily a good thing." Jun Lintian said leisurely.

It can be regarded as an answer to Sikong Changfeng's doubts.

Sikong Changfeng frowned and thought, while Lei Mengsha nodded with emotion.

"I am very optimistic about Young Master Baili, and I am indeed a little worried, so I rushed over together halfway."

Jun Lintian smiled and pushed a cup of hot tea over.

Lei Mengsha looked at it and said unhappily.

"You just fooled your brother Lei with a cup of tea, and you are not willing to buy a pot of wine?"

"This tea is not ordinary."

Jun Lintian smiled lightly, "After all, how can ordinary wine go into Brother Lei's mouth."

"This is made by the old predecessor Yaowang, and a few medicinal herbs are added, which is good for people."

Sikong Changfeng on the side took over and explained.

"Yaowang Xin Baicao?"

Lei Mengsha's eyes became interested when he heard it.

A stream of heat flowed down his throat, carrying the original tea fragrance, without any conflicting smell of medicinal herbs.

The faint fragrance lingered in the nose, making people feel comfortable.

"Good tea!"

Lei Mengsha's eyes lit up, and he slowly spit out the tea, and then he tasted the tea completely.

Jun Lintian smiled and quickly refilled Lei Mengsha's cup, and asked at the same time.

"Brother Lei, what is the situation now? It feels like a lot of masters have come to the city!"

"Wait!"

Lei Mengsha laughed and said.

"Now everyone is waiting, waiting for someone to take the first step, and then everyone will rush forward and take the opportunity to obtain the secret of Xichu Sword Song."

"As for Baili Dongjun, he has been forced by the prince to practice sword in the yard these days, and there have been some results."

Jun Lintian nodded gently. Baili Dongjun was born with martial arts veins. If he practices martial arts, he will surely make rapid progress.

"Is Senior Wenhujiu still in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Lei Mengsha nodded, but said.

"But it's hard to say what the Wen family's attitude is. If there is a chance to get that secret, the Wen family will probably take action."

"But don't worry, Senior Wen will definitely protect Baili Dongjun."

Then, the three of them drank tea and talked about other interesting things.

After drinking a pot of tea, Lei Mengsha put on his hat and left.

"This muddy water is not easy to wade through. You two should not act rashly. Discuss with me first."

The two smiled and responded, watching each other walk away at the door.

"This Xiao Ruofeng is the young master Fenghua!"

Sikong Changfeng suddenly spoke with a certain tone.

Jun Lintian shrugged and smiled, "It's not difficult to guess."

"Young master Fenghua is the most mysterious among the eight young masters of Beili. It's not surprising if he has a royal background."

As long as the royal family speaks, Bai Xiaotang will not openly challenge the royal family no matter how stubborn he is.

In Tianqi City, with the ability of the royal family, it is also not difficult to conceal a person's identity.

Jun Lintian looked at the falling leaves, turned back inside, and spoke softly.

"Wushuang City, Wangcheng Mountain, the royal family... and the people from outside the world... who will take the first step?"

"Who knows~" Sikong Changfeng muttered, swung the spear in his hand, and shot aA beautiful gun flower.

"Then wait for the wind to come~"

"Then everything will be clear."

A few days passed.

Qiandong City was peaceful and looked very calm

But it was this kind of calmness that made people upset.

"Are we just going to wait like this? I think we should go to Zhenxi Marquis Mansion, at least there is plenty of good wine there."

In the backyard, Sikong Changfeng and Jun Lintian were sparring.

Sikong Changfeng's gun was getting faster and faster, so fast that the whole yard was filled with the shadow of Sikong Changfeng's silver gun.

But Jun Lintian just used the sword energy to protect his body, and then walked safely in the gun shadow.

"What's the hurry? Can their patience be better than ours!"

"It must be in these two days, something will definitely happen."

As soon as the words fell.

Jun Lintian reached out casually, and like lightning, he grabbed the long gun in Sikong Changfeng's hand, which was completely invisible.

Suddenly,

The shadows of the spears in the sky gradually dissipated.

The veins on Sikong Changfeng's hands bulged, but the spear remained motionless, without twitching at all.

"Your physique is too abnormal, you must have tens of thousands of pounds of strength."

Sikong Changfeng suddenly relaxed and panted.

Jun Lintian smiled lightly and let go of his hand.

"That's about right, and I will continue to temper my body with sword energy, and I will only get stronger in the future."

"If you continue like this, you may create a precedent."

Sikong Changfeng said seriously, with a glimmer of longing in his eyes.

People in the world today practice martial arts, and through tempering their physiques and honing their skills, they complete the breakthrough of the ninth-grade martial artist realm.

When they reach the Vajra realm, they cultivate true qi and internal strength, and their physiques have become strong to a certain extent.

Then they strengthen their true qi and internal strength, and rarely continue to temper their physiques.

Everyone yearns for the elegant and graceful swordsman, but how many people would envy the brutish man with a body full of flesh?

At the same time.

A young man rushed out of the Marquis's Mansion and rushed all the way, heading to the end of this long street.

When the young man saw the "Return to the East" flag fluttering in the wind, his eyes flashed, his body paused slightly, but he immediately rushed over with a determined look.

Just as the young man jumped and was about to step into the courtyard at the end, a figure suddenly appeared.

He took the young man's sword in three or two moves.

Then he carried the knocked-out young man and returned to the Marquis' Mansion in a few leaps.

But just as the street calmed down,

another figure appeared at the end of the passage.

The man looked calm and composed, and walked slowly, but in two or three steps, he crossed most of the long street.

But suddenly he stopped again and looked in one direction.

There, a door opened.

There were two young men standing.