Zongwu: Invite the moon to the palace, and you will have a husband

"However, hee hee, our room is not refundable..."

Saying that, coquettishly laughed.

Then he looked at Li Changfeng with charming eyes, smiled alluringly, and said:

"My lord, do you want to go to Da Sui with Wanwan to play..."

"Go to Tai Sui..."

Li Changfeng smiled lightly, "What are you playing..."

Yesterday was empty, Ning Daoqi was beheaded...

Today, the saint of Jingzhai was suppressed and killed...

You are suddenly in a hurry to go back to Tai Sui...

This...you don't have to think about it, you know what you are going to do.

Hehe, let's play with you.

But it just so happens that Wei Zhuang and the others don't have to go in person...it's easy.

Here, when Wan Wan heard what the man in white said... a little wrongly, her eyes suddenly became more seductive.

"Hee hee, what do you want to play, young master..."

The red silk is fluttering, the beautiful eyes are enchanting and revealing a touch of evil charm...

Li Changfeng was also slightly taken aback.

Meow... This demon girl is interesting!

but...

Li Changfeng glanced slightly at the Yinhou behind her, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

Want to play...Although you are a good witch, I still think your master is more fun than you.

Aunt Shui/Run, the sound of sizzling water is so addictive!

"Miss Wanwan, I'm just kidding..."

"I still have some things to do, I wish you two a smooth journey..."

After finishing speaking, Li Changfeng slightly arched his hands and walked towards the middle-aged man sitting beside the tables and chairs in the hall.

Looking at the handsome figure of the man in white, the woman in red gave an enchanting smile and subconsciously licked her lower lip.

"Let's go..."

Yin Hou coldly glanced at the ineffective disciple, then turned and walked towards the counter.

Hearing Master's voice, Wanwan hurriedly followed.

"The shopkeeper's..."

"Hey, two guest officers, do you have any orders..."

"Retire one room, stay one room..."

"However, the shopkeeper needs to help keep the key to the guest room..."

Saying that, Wan Wan threw the two copper keys over.

Then he took out a few hundred taels of silver bills from his sleeve and handed them over.

"As for the guest room, this girl wants to keep it for a long time, no other people can live in it..."

"The room fee... This is 500 taels of silver, the shopkeeper will take it first, and this girl will come again after a while..."

"Oh, okay, girl, don't worry..."

Heizi first checked the bank note and confirmed that it was correct.

Then put a copper key in the shadow box under the counter...Keep it!

"it is good..."

After finishing the guest room, Wanwan glanced at Li Changfeng again, and then walked out with Zhu Yuyan.

In front of the inn, the carriage started slowly.

In the carriage, Wanwan looked at her master jokingly.

"Master, I still feel that you are attractive..."

"The boy's eyes just now seem to have that kind of thought for you..."

"Wanwan! Can you be normal?!"

"This seat can be his mother!"

Yin Hou reprimanded with a cold face.

But if you look closely, you will find that the corners of the eyes are full of polish.

The demon girl glanced at her master, then curled her lips slightly... old maid!

"By the way, Master, what do you think of my plan?"

"Let's snatch He's Bi first, and then put it in the inn room..."

"Someone is here to make trouble, that guy can just help us clean them up..."

"Good is good!"

Zhu Yuyan nodded slightly, and then a look of worry appeared again.

"But, Wanwan, that kid is not a good stubble!"

"He will notice in the future, although he won't blame us for the inn..."

"But if he wants to deal with you and me, we can't escape..."

"You really want to play He's Bi, so be prepared!"

"Hee hee, let him clean up..."

"..."

PS:

two o'clock and...

See you tomorrow morning...

Outline is done...

Chapter 188 There is a lack of heaven and earth in Kyushu, and there is no extra strength to lend to martial arts

Here, in the lobby.

Li Changfeng stopped by a table and chairs prepared with food and drink...

He slightly clasped his fists at the middle-aged man who had gotten up.

"Lord Song..."

"Haha, Mr. Li met again..."

Song Que showed admiration, and simply bowed his hand.

Then he gestured to the prepared food and wine, and invited with a smile.

"Song has prepared some food and wine..."

"Can you please sit down and discuss..."

"it is good..."

Li Changfeng nodded indifferently, "Villager, please..."

The two sat down, and Song Que was relieved to take the jug and pour wine.

Li Changfeng also took it with a gentle and courteous expression.

"Song has lived in Lingnan for a long time, and has not traveled northward for more than 20 years..."

"I didn't expect that the Kyushu Jianghu would have such an amazing talent..."

"Come on, Mr. Song will offer you a cup..."

As he spoke, he was bold and elegant, and picked up the white porcelain wine glass.

Li Changfeng calmly picked up his wine glass, and invited him to touch him from afar.

"Lord, I've said it before..."

It's not enough to be amazing, but it's barely acceptable to be forced.

However, this fountain pen system has been a bit watery recently.

Every time it is the imprint of the ancient human race or something, I really don't know what the use of this thing is.

When all are collected, there is a chance to go to the mirage and let Luna give some pointers.

Here, the two drank it all in one gulp, and Song Que poured it out again with the flagon.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Song admires you very much for his cultivation, and appreciates..."

"But there is one thing I don't know, would you like to ask the young master for advice?"

"Excuse me...Boss, please tell me?" Li Changfeng frowned slightly.

"In yesterday's battle, Mr. Song's sword intent was fierce and fierce, and the world of Kyushu may not be able to match it..."

"Especially the young master's last sword, it seems to have the appearance of controlling the sword with thoughts, and the sword's intent is stagnant in space..."

"But the young master's sword intent seems to be flawed..."

"I wonder if what Song said is wrong?"

Incomplete sword heart prison intent... This Song Que is worthy of being a great master, there is something!

On Song Que's side, seeing Li Changfeng frowned slightly, he immediately smiled heartily.

"My lord, don't get me wrong..."

"Song has absolutely no intention of inquiring about the son's swordsmanship skills..."

"It's just, I'm ashamed to say..."

Having said this, Song Que's eyes narrowed for a moment, and there was a touch of vicissitudes and regrets.

"Song entered the martial arts with the Narcissus sword technique passed down from his family..."

"Later, I traveled to the world of the Sui Dynasty, read and changed the northern and southern sword techniques, and realized the eight tactics of the heavenly sword..."

Speaking of this, Song Que suddenly stopped and looked at Li Changfeng, groaned for a while, then shook his head indifferently, and continued:

"This saber has ten knives per trick, a total of eighty knives..."

"When it is performed, it is like a fairy riding the wind, mist and cloud shadows, with a myriad of moods, exquisite and exquisite..."

"Song Mou initially thought that this knife was the pinnacle of Song Mou's swordsmanship..."

"After the battle with Ba Dao, I realized something..."

"From the Eight Skills of the Heavenly Sword to the Nine Questions of the Heavenly Sword..."

"After ten years of sharpening the Dao of the Sword in the Sharpening Hall, it is confirmed that Song's Dao of the Sword is at its pinnacle, and there is no way to advance..."

"It should be very gratifying, but I suddenly noticed it a few years ago..."

"Although the Nine Questions of the Heavenly Sword is the pinnacle of Song's Dao of the Sword, the Sword Intent seems to be incomplete and incomplete..."

"Especially Song's fourth saber, Zengcheng Jiuzhong, which is several miles high, should also have a stagnant saber intent..."

"But yes, I only see sharpness and vigorousness, but I don't see Jiuzhong's stagnation..."

"Watching the battle yesterday, Mr. Song saw that the son's sword intent was stagnant, and it seemed to be incomplete..."

"Suddenly I had an epiphany and guessed, so I came here to ask you the reason why the space of the sword intent is incomplete..."

"And verify Song's guess..."