The light in the hall suddenly dimmed, and a man wearing a bamboo hat appeared at the door. His long-sleeved robe was tied with gold trim. He was tall, so he blocked the light.
"Leave your things to me, kid, and I'll let you go." His voice was low, but you could tell he was very old.
Bai Shaoliu stood up slowly, his body still shaking a little.
The person's martial arts skills were so high that he couldn't look up to him, so he couldn't even catch a single move.
The beautiful proprietress was in front of the counter, her beautiful eyes narrowed, but she didn't speak, but she didn't show any panic.
Only Shen Lian knew that with her hands like that, there were not many things in the entire divine city that could scare her, and the man in the hat was definitely not one of them.
Ruoxi wrinkled her pretty little nose and said in a sweet voice: "Brother, I won't eat. You can see that the food is dirty."
She pointed to a piece of duck meat on the plate. There was a little dust on the golden and crispy duck skin.
Shen Lian patted her head, took out the silk scarf, gave it to her, and motioned for her to wipe her mouth and hands clean.
On the other side, when Bai Shaoliu heard what the man in the hat said, he looked at the man with a tense face and said word by word: "No."
The man in the bamboo hat sighed and said nothing more, and then there were footsteps. His steps were not heavy, but very slow, but they were like knives piercing people's chests.
Beads of sweat broke out on Bai Shaoliu's forehead. The opponent used extremely profound internal energy to dissolve in the sound of footsteps, and it was aimed at him. Although the opponent did not draw a sword, the sound of footsteps hit his blood again and again, no less than Use a real knife to pierce his flesh and blood.
Obviously the other party wanted him to surrender, but they didn't want to take his life now.
Ruoxi quickly wiped it off and returned the scarf to her brother obediently. Shen Lian put the scarf back casually and said calmly: "King of Golden Swords, I haven't seen you in seventeen years, and you've actually reduced yourself to bullying a child. "
Shen Lian's voice was not loud, but it was just enough to cover up the sound of footsteps and at the same time disperse the penetrating power of the footsteps.
The man in the bamboo hat stopped, Shen Lian's back was turned to him, but the voice was indeed familiar to him, and when he saw Shen Lian's back, he was a little unbelievable, because he thought of someone.
The white boy was already soaked to the skin. When the sound of footsteps disappeared, he lay on the ground, panting heavily, and the ground was wet with sweat.
The man in the hat moved and was next to the young man in the blink of an eye, turning to look at Shen Lian. He slowly took off his hat, revealing his gray hair and silver beard, but his figure was still as tall as a cypress.
However, the golden sword that had been with him for decades was not brought, and he had already put down the sword in his hand.
What came into his eyes was the face that was as handsome as before, and there was no trace of the years.
"Are you Shen Lian?" The Golden Sword King found it unbelievable. Logically speaking, Shen Lian was already in his early thirties, but he still looked almost the same as before, as if time had been merciless to him, but Shen Lian was treated kindly.
Of course, the Golden Sword King soon noticed something. Since he gave up the sword, he has gradually transitioned from martial arts to Taoism. The biggest change is that his perception has increased. With only 50% of his skill, he can do things that he used to do with 10% of his skill. It's even easier.
This subtle level of martial arts will help him condense the acupoints and reach a higher level. However, he has no immortal magic inheritance, and his human vitality is even thinner. He may not be able to find a mysterious acupoint in his life.
The Flowing Water Sword Technique was exactly what he hoped for. This sword technique was not famous originally. It was just a sword technique passed down from an ordinary martial arts school. Later, a wizard appeared in the martial arts gym. He actually relied on this sword technique to become a master of martial arts. Within a month, he defeated eighteen famous masters in the world in a row. After the last battle, he even flew away in the air.
No one knew about this matter originally, and no one in the martial arts school understood its true meaning.
Until a few months ago, this news suddenly came out, which caused great disaster to this martial arts school. The whole family was wiped out, and only the young man escaped.
The person who did this was an organization, and the Golden Sword King joined it and understood many of the details.
He is already very old. If he hadn't taken a piece of spiritual ginseng by chance ten years ago, he wouldn't have achieved what he has achieved today.
The older he gets, the more he is greedy for life and afraid of death. He will not let go of any hope of breakthrough.
Shen Lian said: "It seems you still recognize me, you are not an old fool."
The Golden Sword King pondered for a while, pointed at Bai Shaoliu and said, "If you want to save him, I'll leave right now."
If he was still at the same level as ten years ago, he might argue with reason, because he was not powerful enough at that time and could not see how powerful Shen Lian was.
Now his perception has reached a higher level. Shen Lian is sitting there with a faint smile on his face, but he does not dare to look at Shen Lian, and at the same time he feels a faint pressure in his heart.
Sixteen years ago, Shen Lian was already a rare master in the world. At that time, he was not yet an adult. It is natural that he is so unfathomable now.
"You go." Shen Lian replied.
The Golden Sword King nodded and did not look at Bai Shaoliu again.
Put on the hat again and prepare to leave.
At this time, the proprietress spoke, and she said lazily: "Keep the money for my desk and chair, and the guy's medical expenses, otherwise I won't be able to leave."
The Golden Sword King snorted coldly, feeling a little angry.
Shen Lian's voice sounded again, "You don't need this little money, just give it to me if you are asked, and help me settle the bill by the way."
The King of Golden Swords suppressed his anger, went to the counter, took out a piece of silver, put it down, and it was embedded deeply in the counter, and said: "Here it is for you."
In all his life, he has never been so humiliated.
As soon as the Golden Sword King left, Shen Lian took Ruo Xi and prepared to leave.
The landlady walked over, and the ingot of silver embedded on the counter was already in her hand.
She said: "Young Master is kind-hearted. He even wants to save an old man."
Shen Lian could naturally hear what she meant. If Shen Lian hadn't scared away the Golden Sword King, the landlady would have taken action, and the Golden Sword King would have had no chance of survival.
That's why Shen Lian asked the Golden Sword King to settle his account. After all, his life was much more valuable than a piece of silver.
"After all, we have known each other before, so we decided to do this. We are close to each other. The boss lady doesn't mind, and we can walk around a lot." Shen Lian could tell that the other party was a practicing person, but he didn't know which sect he came from or what he had learned. Family magic.
"You don't have to call me boss lady, your name is Shen Lian, right? Which Lian is Lian?" Her eyebrows are curved beautifully, although there are light wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but they are very charming.
"You can call me Qingxia, the one who refines gold in the fire." Shen Lian replied politely.
"My surname is Zhou, the Zhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, my single name is a spirit, the spirit of the Lingtai."
Shen Lian nodded slightly, holding Ruoxi's hand, and passed Zhou Ling calmly. I just thought in my heart that Zhou was not only the Zhou Dynasty, but the empress was also named Zhou.
Bai Shaoliu knew that the two were talking, but he didn't understand a word. However, he had already remembered one thing, that is, Shen Lian was not the master who saved him that night.
He wanted to struggle, but couldn't. His mouth was dry. He watched Shen Lian and Ruoxi go away, but he thought in his heart that he already owed two lives.
ps Thanks to Xiaoxun and Daodaoyingsui for the reward