The young master opposite has a dignified manner, walks with grace, and is naturally elegant. Even though he is wearing ordinary clothes, he still exudes a bit of nobility. Although he is not as majestic and noble as Yang Xingzhou, he can raise his hands and feet.

There are still some traces of etiquette training, and the words and deeds are just right.

Han Pu and Lian Guangying looked at each other, then turned to look at Yang Xingzhou.

Both of them seemed to see the shadow of Yang Xingzhou in this young man.

Even Yang Xingzhou was a little surprised after seeing this young man, and said with a smile: "You want to drink, you're welcome!"

With a slight wave of his hand, the wine jar beside him flew up and hit the young man opposite.

"Wow!"

The young master screamed, inserted the folding fan into the back of his neck with his backhand, grabbed the wine jar with both hands, turned his body in a circle, shrugged his nose, then opened the mud seal, and a stream of wine turned into a stream.

The water arrow shot into his mouth.

“This wine tastes good!”

After the young man took a few sips, his face turned red, his mouth opened, and he let out a breath of alcohol: "It tastes better than what I drank in Beijing!"

Yang Xingzhou secretly marveled at his strange movements and quick hands and eyes.

When the wine jar flew out just now, he secretly injected a burst of Qi. Although it was not strong, it would be difficult for an average expert to catch it. However, the man in front of him just swayed and lowered his head to drink as if nothing had happened.

His cultivation has already reached the level that Xu Yeyue and other women had when they first met Yang Xingzhou.

Even if it were placed on Fengming Mountain, it would still be considered a very capable person.

In particular, this young man has slender fingers, fragrant clothes, slender frame, big eyes and small mouth. Although from the appearance, he is indeed a real man without any flaws, but in Yang Xingzhou's sense

, no matter how resembling she is, she is still a woman disguised as a man. Just by looking at her eyes, you can tell that she is definitely not very old. It is absolutely extraordinary for a young woman to have such cultivation and inheritance.

Then he smiled and said: "I, Yang Xingzhou, what do you call me, brother?"

"Yang Xingzhou? Black wind old demon Yang Xingzhou?"

The young man disguised as a man was surprised: "Are you the Yang Xingzhou who made the paper? They say you are an alien with a rough temperament and a green mouth. You like to kill people the most, and when you kill people, you move very fast, like...

There is a black wind, so you are called the Black Wind Old Demon. But you turn out to be so good-looking!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed and scolded: "Damn it, I'm so handsome, but I have a bullshit relationship with Green Faced Fangs? Who is secretly arranging this for me?"

The girl took a few more sips of wine, raised her head and said with a smile: "That's what everyone in the capital said. If it weren't for your ability to make paper, the Western Region Protectorate would have treated you as a robber!"

She said to Yang Xingzhou: "My name is Long Zhao. I was originally planning to stay in Hanshi Pass for a few days. Unexpectedly, there was sudden chaos in Hanshi Pass in the past few days. People from all over the place came to compete for positions. Even I couldn't stay.

An Ning, so I prepared to return to Beijing. I was hungry on the way, and happened to smell the aroma of rice, so I walked over following the aroma. Hey, brother Yang, don’t blame me for disturbing you. It’s really the food you cooked so well that I couldn’t help it, so I came here.

Just asking for a stutter."

Yang Xingzhou laughed: "Why do we have to know each other before we meet? We are all from the world. It's just a meal. It doesn't matter!"

At this time, Han Pu and Lian Guangying had already prepared the food. They walked to Yang Xingzhou, bent down and said, "Master, the food is ready!"

Yang Xingzhou nodded, stretched out his hand and made a move. The long sword at his waist suddenly flew up and turned into a ray of cold light. It flashed on a bluestone next to him for a few times, then returned to the sheath and let out a clear and loud trembling sound.

This sword was so fast that several people at the scene felt in a daze, as if they saw Yang Xingzhou unsheathing his sword. It seemed like it was just an illusion, but they all heard the trembling sound of the sword.

There was surprise in Long Zhao's eyes, and he said, "Brother Yang, did you unsheath your sword just now?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the bluestone on one side cracked slightly and was divided into five pieces, four large, three small, and three small stones. The large stones were surrounded in the middle, like a simple table, chair, and bench.

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "It's very crude in the wild. We can only cut stones into tables and stools, which we can barely use. Brother Long, please!"

Although he did not answer Long Zhao's words, the stone was cut into a table and stool in an instant. It must have been done by him. This kind of swordsmanship is really respectable and terrifying. Even Long Zhao has superhuman vision. At this time,

Still shocked, he blurted out: "Brother Yang is good at swordsmanship!"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Swordsmanship is for killing people, not for cutting stones and tiles. How can it be considered 'good'? Okay, the food is ready. Let's sit down and eat together."

Long Zhao looked at a few pieces of bluestone, and saw that the cut surfaces were as smooth as a mirror, and the distance between the stones was just right, just suitable for four people to sit down and eat. Yang Xingzhou was able to do this in an instant, and his cultivation was so high

, the magic of swordsmanship has gone beyond the scope of ordinary swordsmen.

Lian Guangying brought several small blue and white porcelain bowls on a tray. The bowls were filled with hot snake soup. After they were placed on the table one by one, the aroma spread and made people salivate.

Long Zhao swallowed his saliva, glanced over the snake soup, looked at the small blue and white porcelain bowl, and said in surprise: "This bowl of chopsticks is good, which company made it? I have never seen anything like this even in the capital.

Fine china.”

Yang Xingzhou's set of tableware was used by the royal family of Ouchi. It was the best of the best. It was naturally very exquisite. Each bowl was like a work of art, like a toy piece rather than a daily necessities, so that Han Pu and Lian Guangying

When eating with this porcelain, I feel guilty. I always handle it with care when eating, and even when washing, I am also careful to avoid damage to the tableware.

Even Guangying even wrapped each small bowl in animal skin, filled it with soft grass, and put it in a paper box, just to protect the porcelain. Even if one of them was damaged, she felt distressed.

"It's just a guy eating, what does it matter!"

Seeing Long Zhao's surprise, Yang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed loudly: "Eat, eat!"

The rabbit meat made by Han Pu has also arrived. Although it tastes good, it is just a slightly better cooking skill after all, and it is not a delicacy. But even the black snake soup made by Guangying is really extraordinary. Just smelling the fragrance is enough.

impressive

My appetite was whetted, so I picked up a bowl and took a sip. I felt that my mouth was full of fragrance, and a stream of heat slowly went down my throat. A stream of heat spread gently in my stomach, filling my limbs and bones. I couldn't say no.

The ironing fit is comfortable.

With a bowl of snake soup in his belly, Yang Xingzhou squinted his eyes slightly and sighed slightly: "In the future, this black iron-headed beard will have to be raised on the mountain. If it is killed and extinct in the future, future generations will not be able to taste this taste!

"

When he said this, he shook his head and said: "It's a pity that it's just a snake, so it's not enough to eat."

As he shook his head, a cold light suddenly passed by his cheek and shot into the distance with a shrill sound of breaking through the air.

Yang Xingzhou seemed unaware, holding the bowl and turning towards the iron pot on one side: "I'll have another bowl."

As soon as he turned around, a figure stabbed at him with a long sword, and missed the target. If Yang Xingzhou had turned around a little later, the sharp blade would have penetrated his body.

At this time, Han Pu and Lian Guangying had already reacted and pounced on the assassin at the same time.

Han Pu slashed with his long sword and shouted: "Bold!"

Lian Guangying, however, several poisonous needles flew out silently and landed on the nearby grass and tree trunks. He shouted softly: "Who is it?"

Yang Xingzhou had already come to the pot at this time, lowered his head and bent down to get a spoon to scoop out the soup. Seeing that there was still a small bowl of snake soup in the pot, he shook his head and said: "That's a lot, not much!"

He bent down and lowered his head, and the assassin's lightning-fast sword behind him actually missed the target.

Long Zhao next to him opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Yang Xingzhou's movement skills were by no means fast, let alone mysterious. He just lowered his head and turned around like a normal person, bending down to scoop soup. There was no trace of any martial arts, but the assassin's sword skills were like thunderbolts, but he just stabbed him.

Missed.

Bang!

Han Pu slashed down with his long sword, and just when he was about to hit the intruder, his vision suddenly blurred, and the intruder's figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, the man and the sword merged into one, turning into a bolt of lightning and heading straight towards Long Zhao.

This sword was full of determination, revealing the aura of determination to die together with Long Zhao.

It turns out that this man just attacked Yang Xingzhou just to confuse everyone, but his real target was Long Zhao.

Seeing that this move was about to succeed, when the long sword hit Long Zhao, the assassin's body suddenly shook. The long sword froze in mid-air, and his body stopped at will, turning into a stone sculpture in an instant.

From extreme movement to extreme stillness, the situation is extremely strange.

Han Pu raised his long sword and was about to strike, but when he saw something was wrong, he immediately put away the sword and retreated, putting on a defensive posture. Even the golden snake whip in Guangying's hand wrapped around the man's ankle like a spiritual snake. All the barbs on the whip were

Penetrate into the opponent's skin.

As long as the man holding the sword makes the slightest move, Han Pu and Lian Guangying will deliver a fatal blow.

Long Zhao's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help but retreat. He patted his chest with his palm: "Oh, I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death!"

At this time, Yang Xingzhou had already filled the snake soup, turned around and walked over. When he raised his eyes and saw the stagnant man holding the sword, he said in surprise: "Hey, is someone here to eat again? Damn it, this is my food."
Chapter completed!