Qingyun's sword fairy in white

Chapter 80 Ghost King
Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli rode for a day before they left the range of Kongsang Mountain. Although with their current cultivation base, if they walked with swords, they might be able to get out in less than an hour.

But the two haven't seen each other for a long time, and they would rather ride a horse and chat, than come out with the sword quickly, but there are no people in the area of ​​Kongsang Mountain, and the two can't even find a restaurant for drinking.

So the two simply found a cave to stay overnight, just like the barbecue and drinking before, so it was very comfortable.

On the second day, Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli came to the official road on horseback. After arriving on the official road, there were a lot more pedestrians passing by, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on the two young men in white. .

The two of them didn't care, they chatted as usual, and walked slowly towards Qingyunmen.Unknowingly at noon, Wan Youxuan suddenly saw a tea stand under a big tree in front of him, and it seemed that there were some melons and fruits for sale.

With Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli's eyesight, they saw a small basket of spiritual fruits among the melons and fruits, and then Wan Youxuan saw the boss again. Although the boss had a mask to conceal his appearance, Wan Youxuan still recognized it at a glance. this person.

After realizing the identity of this person, Wan Youxuan took Bai Ruoli over there, and after handing the horse to Xiao Er to feed, Wan Youxuan was not polite, and directly lifted the small basket of spiritual fruits to the empty table, and let Xiao Er go After two bowls of tea, they sat down with Bai Ruoli.

After Xiaoer came over with the tea, Wan Youxuan took a look, and found that the tea was actually spiritual tea, he couldn't help smiling and shaking his head, then he and Bai Ruoli took a few sips slowly, then sat on the spot and waited.

After a while, a gentle voice came: "Boss, serve me a bowl of tea."

"Hey, here we come."

The tea stall owner agreed and poured the tea seriously. Wan Youxuan also noticed that this bowl of tea was also spiritual tea, so he looked at the tea stall owner with a half-smile, and then at the scribe who came in with a smile.

This literati also wore a mask to conceal his appearance, but he couldn't conceal his elegance. Moreover, this middle-aged man in a Confucian robe revealed an aura of being in the upper class for a long time. There was no ornament on his body, but no one. Can underestimate this person.

After the scribe came in, besides Wan Youxuan, Bai Ze and the boss who drank tea at this tea stall.The others were all suppressed by his aura and remained silent. This person's inner aura might break many hearts.

After the scribe sat down, the originally lively tea stand fell silent, but this person didn't seem to feel anything wrong, and slowly sipped tea leisurely.

After a while, other people at the tea stand gradually checked out and left, and then only the owner of the tea stand and Wan Youxuan were left here.

Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli didn't feel uncomfortable either. After seeing the others leave, they also ignored the tea stall owner and the scribe.

At this moment, the two of them were eating the spiritual fruit slowly, casually chatting about interesting things in northern Xinjiang and other places, but Wan Youxuan seemed to be waiting for someone.

"This boy."

Wan Youxuan looked up in surprise when he heard this gentle voice, and seeing the scribe standing in front of him, he smiled and said, "Sir, are you calling me?"

The scribe smiled and nodded, and said: "Exactly, the journey is lonely, and seeing the two gentlemen's extraordinary manners, I want to come over and have a chat."

Wan Youxuan smiled, pulled out the chair on the other side of him, and said, "Okay, my brother and I are also overwhelmed by Mr.'s tolerance, why don't we sit down and talk?"

But the scribe sat down unceremoniously, and said gently: "Dare to ask the two young masters' names?"

Wan Youxuan smiled, and said gently, "Sir, you are welcome. My surname is Wan, my name is Bing, and my brother's name is Bai."

The scribe nodded and said with a smile: "Young Master Bing, Young Master Bai, good names. My surname is also Wan, and my name is Self-reflection."

"Wan reflexive?"

Wan Youxuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but at the moment he had a look of admiration on his face, and said with a smile: "A good name, but it shrinks by itself, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there?"

The scribe nodded, but Wan Youxuan said gently, "Sir, do you know a scribe named Wan Wanxiang? He is my uncle, known as the King of Ghosts, but his name comes from the same allusion."

This scribe, that is, Ten Thousand People, shook his head lightly, and said gently: "I don't know him, but the uncle who can be Mr. Bing must also be an extraordinary person."

Wan Youxuan nodded and said with a smile: "Indeed, I have admired my uncle since I was a child. He is infatuated and an excellent man! If there is fate, I can introduce you to him."

Wan Wan nodded and said gently, "Sure, Mr. Bing must remember."

Wan Youxuan smiled and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, I will introduce my Uncle Qinglong to Mr. when I have a chance, I think you will definitely meet each other later."

Wan Wan smiled and nodded, not knowing that Wan Youxuan had already seen the identities of the two.But Wan Youxuan didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything, he smiled unchanged: "Mr. Bing, are you two brothers from Qingyun sect, the number one school in the righteous way?"

Wan Youxuan shook his head with a smile, and then said: "Sir, you guessed wrong, we two brothers came from the Huqi Mountain Ghost King sect, what's wrong? Are you afraid, sir?"

When Wan Wan heard this, he said with a smile: "Young Master Bing, don't frame me. I see that Young Master Bing has a strong Taoist aura. How could it be from the Ghost King Sect?"

Wan Youxuan's breath was normal, and the whole teahouse immediately became ghostly, but Wan Youxuan immediately withdrew his breath, and then smiled: "What about now?"

Ten thousand people flashed a strange smile on their faces, and then said softly: "I see, but I travel around the world and do whatever I want. So not only am I not afraid of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, but I admire the demeanor of you, a high-ranking disciple of the Ghost King Sect, Master Bing. , after all, I have never heard of the reputation of ghost king sect disciples being bloodthirsty."

Ten thousand people stood up leisurely after finishing the lecture, and continued: "Young Master Bing, I have an unfeeling request, may I mention it?"

Wan Youxuan also got up slowly, and said with a smile: "Sir, please tell me, I have to help you with the matter that Mr. Wang Zong is not afraid of ghosts."

Wan Wan smiled and nodded, and said: "It's like this, I'm an ordinary person, and I was lucky enough to see the Dragon Slaying Sword from my nephew, so I also wondered if I could watch the magic weapon of the Holy Sect , since Mr. Bing is a high disciple of the Ghost King Sect, can he fulfill this little wish?"

Wan Youxuan froze for a moment, when did he show the Ghost King his Dragon Slaying Sword?But he immediately recovered and said with a smile:
"Mr.'s wish, I could have made it come true. It's just that I encountered the ancient beast Blackwater Black Snake some time ago. Unfortunately, my magic weapon was destroyed by it. Well, if there is a destiny in the future, I will let Mr. see it." Look at the magic weapon of Ghost King Sect."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed heartily, as if they were friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)