"Bastard!" After hearing Zhou Yi's first words, Dugu Cheng almost wanted to rush downstairs to fight Zhou Yi for three hundred rounds. Then, when he saw Murong Yanran and Zhou Yi holding hands sweetly, he became even more resentful. His scarlet eyes were filled with hideous bloodshot, and he looked very scary!
This situation was not only in Dugu City. Almost every high-ranking official in Xiaoxiang Pavilion had a bad look on their faces. Although they didn't know what Zhou Yi and Murong Yanran had discovered, as the little princess of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, how could she drink a thousand cups without getting drunk? Most of them felt like their own good cabbages were being taken advantage of by pigs.
But none of them said much, they just turned their heads and looked at the white-haired figure leaning against the window.
As long as he is there, there will definitely be only one voice in Xiaoxiang Pavilion!
After a moment, a clear whistle suddenly came from upstairs. The whistle was not loud but it was very clear to the ears, as if a ray of sunshine was pouring down on the earth through the dark clouds, which instantly cleared the minds of the bored players and made them feel much better!
"I never thought it was my brother-in-law who was coming. I was really rude for not going out to greet him!"
Whether it was the onlookers downstairs or the people in Xiaoxiang Pavilion all over the building, they all looked confused and unbelievable.
Murong Chunqiu actually agreed
What kind of divine development is this
Zhou Yi chuckled, smiled at Murong Yanran behind him, and said, "Let's go!"
The surrounding heroes were still in great shock, but Zhou Yi had already quickly climbed up to the restaurant. When Zhou Yi came up, he saw that the spacious second floor was crowded with people. Almost all the leaders of Xiaoxiang Pavilion were there. Everyone was on high alert, looking at Zhou Yi with a murderous look, as if they were ready to rush up and kill Zhou Yi at any time.
After taking a close look at these people's faces, Zhou Yi felt a little embarrassed. Qiao Langjun, Wutong Ye, Yan Fengwu, Dugu Cheng, Wang Wudi, Duopo... Almost half of the masters of Xiaoxiang Pavilion had a dark history of love and hate with him. Murong Chunqiu really knew how to find jobs for himself!
Zhou Yi touched his head and smiled at everyone, seeming to be completely disdainful of the overwhelming murderous intent: "Hello everyone, I know we have had some conflicts in the past, but if I marry Murong Yanran in the future, then we will all be a family, and the past will be written off!"
"Bullshit!" With a clang, the Wushuang Sword was already unsheathed. Dugu Cheng pointed the sword at Zhou Yi and shouted, "You can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. You are a scumbag and you still want to marry Murong Yanran. You are really a toad wanting to eat swan meat. I will..."
"Dugucheng!" Murong Yanran, who had been holding Zhou Yi's hand and standing behind him, silently playing the role of a happy young lady, suddenly came forward and shouted at Dugucheng. Her phoenix eyes looked straight ahead coldly and said, "He is my husband, and I won't allow you to be rude to him!"
“This…” Dugu Cheng was stunned for a moment. Murong Yanran’s attitude made him feel at a loss. The other Xiaoxiang Pavilion masters were also confused. In just a few days, what kind of magic potion did Qianbeibuzui give Murong Yanran to make her so devoted to him
"Brother Qianbei, please!" Murong Chunqiu's distant voice came from behind, breaking the awkwardness at the moment. Everyone made way for Qianbei Buzui to slowly walk to the table and sit down in front of Murong Chunqiu.
Murong Chunqiu looked up at Zhou Yi, and they smiled at each other. A very tacit understanding was reached at this moment.
"Brother Qianbei, do you know anything about tea?"
"Tea?" Zhou Yi followed Murong Chunqiu's gaze and saw a cup of fragrant tea in front of him. Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "He who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk is just a commoner. He really knows nothing about the tea ceremony."
Murong Chunqiu smiled and stretched out his hand, saying, "This tea is produced in the Emperor's Peak of Zhongnan Mountain. It was personally given to me by Fairy Lei. Please share it with me, Brother Qianbei!"
Hearing this, Zhou Yi laughed dumbly: "It seems that Fairy Lei has already informed Qianbeibuzui of his purpose of coming here. Since Pavilion Master Murong already knows it, I wonder what Pavilion Master thinks?"
Wow!
Murong Chunqiu, who had been sitting upright, suddenly jumped up from his seat, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Zhou Yi.
"Brother Qianbei went alone into the outer border to destroy the Turks, and bought the Central Plains a few months of respite. He passed on such a life-and-death message, which was an act of sacrificing his life for justice! Now he is willing to bear the world's infamy and help Chunqiu to achieve hegemony in the Central Plains and fight against the ambitious barbarians outside the border. For such great benevolence and righteousness, Chunqiu hereby bows to him!"
Everyone was shocked!
Even though Murong Chunqiu never spoke nonsense, his words just now made people feel like they were dreaming, which was difficult to digest in such a short time.
Zhou Yi smiled and stood up, helped Murong Chunqiu up, and said: "Then I wonder how the Pavilion Master wants to deal with the current situation? No matter what plan the Pavilion Master makes, Qianbeibuzui will certainly help him!"
Murong Chunqiu nodded and said seriously: "Chunqiu has been keeping a low profile for many years. Although my Xiaoxiang Pavilion is now in the southeast, our country is rich and our army is strong! If I can get the full support of Brother Qianbei, I will immediately march north. I am confident that I can conquer the Central Plains within three months and build an iron line of defense before the Mongolian cavalry goes south! These are all trivial matters, not worth mentioning! But what is really important is..." Murong Chunqiu's voice slowly became low, and he reached out from his arms and placed the Tianxiapu made by Concubine Lei Ming, which had been spread all over the world, on the table.
"Mongolia now has three Half-Step Broken-Level masters: Temujin the Blue Wolf, Hesaer the War Eagle, and Gongzi Xiaoyan the Sky Demon. How should we respond?"
Zhou Yi said: "Yun Chongxiao is my best friend. The two of us should be able to deal with two of them together. As for the other one, it is still unknown..."
"Pavilion Master, this Half-Step Broken Master List is just the words of Lei Mingfei's family. No one has seen it. I don't believe that my Xiaoxiang Pavilion has thousands of masters and can't deal with these few people!" Wutong Ye retorted, obviously disdainful of this world list that has not yet been widely discussed!
Wutong Ye's words were supported by many people. Most of the people in the field were top fighters in the martial arts world. They had no experience with the concept of half-step breaking, so even if they thought they were not as good as Zhou Yi, they would definitely not be too far behind!
"presumptuous!"
Murong Chunqiu was furious and was about to turn around and scold Wutong Ye, but Zhou Yi reached out and grabbed him.
"Words are useless. I don't think you would believe me even if I'm telling the truth. So, which friend here is interested in competing with Qianbei Buzui?"
After Zhou Yi said this, the noisy Songhe Tower suddenly became quiet. The heroes of Xiaoxiang Pavilion looked at each other. With Xiao Qianjue’s previous battle as an example, no one was willing to step forward and become Zhou Yi’s stepping stone!
After a while, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the corner.
"Fifteen deadly swords! Please feel free to teach me!"
Boom! Dark clouds gather outside the window, a thunderstorm is coming! (To be continued)