The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Long Yuanzhao carefully observed the surrounding area before deciding to hit people. In the small tavern, there were only Long Yuanzhao and the group of monks who laughed at him. Xiao Er just went upstairs to fetch wine for himself, while the accountant was crackling and beating. Abacus, but the boss didn't know where he went. Long Yuanzhao saw that he would not hurt others by mistake, so he felt relieved and wanted to beat these bastards who owed him.

With a sneer, he pushed away the wooden sword on the table, tightened his belt and stood up slowly. He fixed his sight on the three men and a woman opposite, turned up his sleeves, and walked towards them aggressively.

The accountant thought that Long Yuanzhao was a rookie who had just joined Tianjianmen, so he threw down his calculations and came to hold Long Yuanzhao back and said, "Young man, you must not be impulsive, the old men on the opposite side are all bad The master."

Long Yuanzhao smiled lightly, pushed the accountant to the side and said: "I have my own discretion, sir, don't worry about me."

Seeing that Long Yuanzhao didn't listen to the persuasion, Mr. Accountant couldn't help being anxious, "You young man, why are you so arrogant? I saw that you were wearing the uniform of Tianjianmen to persuade you. You should listen to me and bear with me!"

Long Yuanzhao didn't take it seriously, and walked towards the four of them with a cold face, making it clear that he was looking for something today!
Those four people didn't pay attention to Long Yuanzhao, a little 'sword boy' at all. When they saw Long Yuanzhao walking towards them with unkind eyes, they all laughed: "He's angry, he's angry gone."

"It looks like he's going to trouble us."

"Hahaha... I'm really afraid of death."

"Hey! Little Jiantong, why don't you take your wooden sword?"

"I guess this kid was so scared that he forgot to take it."

Long Yuanzhao came to the front of the four people in three steps and two steps, and pressed the table with a "bang".

The four immediately stood up and glared at Long Yuanzhao, "What do you want to do, brat?"

The five Long Yuanzhao stood together, you glared at me, I glared at you, swords were on the verge of breaking out, the small tavern was suddenly so crowded that the air could not circulate.

Xiaoer seems to be used to conflicts, and continued to go upstairs to get wine. When he just went upstairs, Long Yuanzhao grabbed the dining table and violently lifted it, and the table was full of good wine and food like manure. On the opposite monk.

The four of them didn't expect Long Yuanzhao, a little sword boy, to have such a violent temper. After reacting, he was furious and screamed: "Good boy, dare to break ground on Taisui's head."

The female cultivator also yelled coquettishly: "Where did you come from, a bastard who dares to overturn my old lady's drinking table?"

The monk who was splashed with wine and vegetables was furious and shouted loudly: "Damn it, I must kill you."

Long Yuanzhao made it clear that he was here to fight, and he didn't talk nonsense with these people. He raised his fist and slammed it on the face of the monk opposite with a "clang". The fist was as hard and heavy as a strong man lifting a hundred catties The heavy hammer swung down hard.

The monk was punched, his whole face was sunken, his nose was not a nose, and his mouth couldn't be seen as a mouth.

Long Yuanzhao withdrew his fist and found that the strong man on the left was slashing at him with a mountain ax in both hands. He raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously, stretched out two fingers, and then hit the back of the ax with his hair first. The ax passed to the man's arm, and he twitched violently as if being shocked by an electric shock, and the ax fell to the ground with a "bang".

Long Yuanzhao took advantage of the man's unstable center of gravity, and stretched out his hands like lightning to strangle him tightly. The man seemed to be hanging under the bridge and couldn't get up or down. As Long Yuanzhao tightened his hands, he felt His own neck was about to be strangled alive.

Long Yuanzhao didn't want to kill anyone, he let go until he strangled the man unconscious, he killed the two of them in an instant, when Xiao Er just came down with the jar of wine.

The man and the woman were so scared that they threw down their weapons and begged for mercy: "You little ones have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, so please let us go."

Long Yuanzhao waved his hands as if chasing flies away and said: "This time, the uncle taught you to be a good boy, hurry up and get out!"

As if they had been pardoned, the two picked up their companions and fled away in a hurry.

Long Yuanzhao went back to the counter and threw two ingots of silver at the accountant, "I will be charged for the overturned table and the unpaid meals of those people."

The accountant never dreamed that Long Yuanzhao could beat those four with three punches and two kicks, his jaw almost dropped from surprise.

The accountant took the money, looked at Long Yuanzhao worriedly and reminded: "Young man, the female monk named Zizhu is a person of great background, you should not go down the mountain these few days."

Long Yuanzhao didn't take the accountant's words to heart at all, he patted the table and shouted at Xiao Er: "Pour wine, pour wine!"

The waiter quickly poured three big bowls for Long Yuanzhao, and Long Yuanzhao took the wine and drank it on his own.

When Long Yuanzhao was about to leave after eating and drinking, the owner of the inn just came back. Seeing Long Yuanzhao wearing a uniform of Tianjianmen, he couldn't help asking: "Brother, are you a disciple of Tianjianmen?"

Although Long Yuanzhao blushed but his consciousness was still very clear, he replied: "I am."

The boss asked again: "Brother, do you know Su Xue as a female hero?"

Long Yuanzhao frowned when he heard the words, "I know Su Xueru, I don't know why you are looking for her, boss?"

"That's great." The boss happily took out a jar of wine from the cabinet and said, "I've already found the fine wine that Miss Su asked me to find last time, but I haven't seen Miss Su come down the mountain, so I think Brother, please help me bring it to her."

Knowing that Su Xueru likes to drink, Long Yuanzhao reached out and took out the silver and said, "How much is this wine, I will pay you for her."

The boss quickly refused: "Nvxia Su went down the mountain to help me subdue the monster last time, how could I still charge her money, this altar of wine is right as a thank you gift."

Long Yuanzhao saw that the boss was also a generous person, so he didn't refuse anymore, he took the wine jar and clasped his fists and said: "Then thank you boss."

Long Yuanzhao returned to Tianjian Gate with a wooden sword in one hand and wine in the other. Instead of going to his thatched hut, he looked for Su Xueru everywhere. Su Xueru was meditating and practicing beside a clear green stream. When the breeze blows, the petals on the tree will fall like white snow. When Long Yuanzhao found it, Su Xueru had already accumulated a thick layer of petals on his shoulders without moving.

Long Yuanzhao shouted softly: "Xue...Miss Su, the owner of the inn at the foot of the mountain asked me to give you this altar of wine."

Seeing that Su Xueru didn't respond, Long Yuanzhao called again: "Miss Su."

Su Xueru still didn't respond, it was only then that Long Yuanzhao realized that something was wrong, he quickly came to Su Xueru, brushed off the petals from her hair, and saw two streams of aura on Su Xueru's face, green and red, moving back and forth , He held Su Xueru's arm and noticed that her body was hot and cold, this is a typical sign of madness.

Long Yuanzhao secretly guessed that it must be Su Xueru's eagerness to break through, but she was backlashed by the violent spiritual power. Jianxiu is not good at controlling spiritual power, so such accidents often occur. Su Xue should be rushing to suppress the spiritual power at this moment , but it is definitely impossible to do it with the superficial internal skills she learned at Tianjianmen.

Long Yuanzhao sighed, sat cross-legged behind Su Xueru, put his palms gently on her back to convey spiritual power, and then said to her with his spiritual sense: "Xueru, Xueru, listen carefully, don't panic now! , you can't use brute force to deal with that spiritual power, you follow my instructions step by step."

The maddened Su Xueru seemed to be locked in a dark room where she couldn't see her fingers, and she couldn't find the door to get out. Just when she was about to despair, a mellow and soft voice suddenly sounded in her mind: "Xueru...you follow my instructions step by step."

Long Yuanzhao talked to Su Xueru in a calm tone about the content of the first volume of Shifang Moyin Divine Art about manipulating spiritual power. Su Xueru seems to have heard those words he said somewhere...

"Yi Shuang, I will officially teach you the Ten Directions Demon Chanting Divine Art today as a teacher."

"Master, what is the Ten Directions Demon Chanting Divine Art?"

"It is the most powerful inner strength method in the world."

"Wow! Then Yishuang will become the most powerful person in the world after learning it."

"Hehe...Of course."

"I want to learn, Master, I want to learn, quickly read it to Yishuang."

"Okay, listen carefully..."