The one on the left is a little older, and his aura is colder and sharper. He has a long sword hanging from his waist, but it doesn't give people the feeling of being cumbersome. It seemed that the sword and the scabbard were integrated with the boy's body. Naturally!
The one on the right is a little younger, but his expression is indifferent, his eyes are flat, he seems to ignore the world, but there is also an awe-inspiring aura on his body, rushing towards his face.
A simple and simple scabbard is slanted on the back, with only a section of the hilt protruding from the shoulder. And that sword tassel is actually white!
These two people, dressed in white clothes, walked over from the mud, and stepped on the snow-white carpet without any scruples. Two rows of mud footprints were so eye-catchingly left behind them. After walking for more than ten feet, he suddenly stopped on the white carpet.
The two raised their heads slightly at the same time, looking at the antique Jietianlou with long-distance eyes.
Du Facai trotted up to meet him shyly, bowed respectfully, put his hands tightly on his thighs, and bent over at ninety degrees; this was definitely a difficult task for his fat belly. action! What is rare is that he completed it without compromise.
"Master Chu, you two, please! Please..." Du Facai smiled obsequiously. At this moment, if there was a tail on his buttocks, it would have been shaking like a windmill.
"Brother, the preparations for this tower are quite good." The young boy said with a soft smile, looking at the white carpet under his feet, and said very pleasingly.
"It's okay." The older one nodded coldly, and said, "The feeling of stepping on it barely satisfies me."
Du Facai twitched his brows, and smiled wryly in his heart: This valuable ferret fur rug was spread on the mud floor to greet him, and all he got in exchange was 'the feeling of stepping on it is very satisfying'...
"You two gentlemen, the store has prepared the best guest room, and everything inside is new. Please move the two gentlemen inside to rest. It's freezing outside, huh..." Du Facai trembled. There was a sincere smile on his face.
"It's windy and cold here... Well, whatever, let's lead the way." The elder son walked over with his hands behind his back. The white clothes fluttered, and it seemed that his feet did not touch the ground.
Walking to the door, two rows of hardcover men bowed at the same time: "Welcome, sir!"
The two young men nodded gracefully at the same time, showing kind smiles. When facing these lowly servants, their demeanor is far more cordial than when facing nobles.
Amidst their spring-like smiles, the two rows of big Han people felt that there was something more in their hands, and when they looked down, it turned out that each of them had two bank notes in their hands. The denomination of each ticket is five hundred taels.
There are two, not one.
This subtle action made these polite men fall in love with these two young masters from the bottom of their hearts immediately.
One silver ticket is a free tip, but two are all five hundred taels, which means respect, and at the same time contains a kind of blessing of "pairing and pairing". And everyone has two five hundred taels, which shows that these two sons have never forgotten these lowly status people from the beginning. This has become their long-standing habit.
And the more such a habit, the easier it is to get people's respect and love. from inner heart.
This is a born noble!
Du Facai accompanied him attentively, and for fear of being a little careless, he never straightened his waist or raised his head during the journey, and a bright chrysanthemum smiled on his face, which was always in full bloom.
Accompanied by him, the two young masters entered Jietianlou.
Mo Tianyun stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, frowned, and muttered to himself, "Who are these two?"
The sound of footsteps sounded softly and reservedly in the corridor, and the two distinguished guests had already gone up to the fifth floor, and they faintly heard the young gentleman say with a soft smile: "Boss Du, I'm really sorry for your inconvenience, I can't help but think about everything for you." Be so thoughtful."
Then came Du Facai's voice, obviously smiling from ear to ear: "Where is it, if you are satisfied with the young master, don't worry..."
Mo Tianyun frowned. Young master, little one. With Du Facai's identity, he actually called himself "little one" in front of these two people
Mo Tianyun walked out the door and slowly came to the small hall on the fourth floor. He knew that at this moment, those sons and brothers must be here.
Go in and take a look, sure enough.
Regardless of whether it is a hostile family or an alliance family, each young man occupies a table and talks loudly.
Gu Yanyang and Gu Yanyue were at the same table; Luo Kewu and Liu Suifeng were at the same table, and Dong Wulei from the Dong family occupied the table. As for the young man lying on the table like a puddle of mud, he was from the Ji family. Eldest young master, Ji Zhu.
Every time Mo Tianyun saw Ji Zhu, he felt as if he had eaten a fly. This guy is his cousin, only three months younger than him, God knows how lazy this guy can be.
Ji Zhu once set a record: when everyone was practicing in the Canglan War Zone, the entourage of the eldest son Ji was seriously injured and had to rest for three months. And he didn't bring a maid, which directly led to one thing: Mr. Ji's clothes hadn't been washed for three months.
He changed a set of underwear every day, and then threw it on the bedside, but when Mo Tianyun went to look for him again, he saw this Mr. Ji naked, coiled on the bed, frowning looking for clothes to wear.
And his way of looking for clothes is also unique: there are worn and unwashed clothes everywhere. This Mr. Ji just took one piece and put it on his nose to smell it, and another piece and put it on his nose to smell it... Comparing back and forth, it turned out that he was looking for the one with the least smell...
Seeing that scene, Mo Tianyun collapsed on the spot. From then on, he never waited to see this cousin again, and swore to the sky that he would never partner with Ji Zhu again.
And this name, listen to it, Ji Zhu = remember! There is also a younger brother named Ji Mo, um, Ji Mo = lonely. Mo Tianyun sometimes thinks, what kind of shitty name is this
In the small hall, more than a dozen tables are already full. Mo Tianyun walked in, and immediately the two masters of the Mo family stood up to make room for him, occupying a table.
Luo Kewu was yelling: "Who dares to bet with me? Just bet on the identities of these two teenagers! I bet ten thousand taels of silver!"
Gu Yanyang sneered and laughed: "Ten thousand taels of silver? Where are you sending beggars?"
Ji Zhu lazily lay on his stomach and raised a hand: "I bet, if I lose the bet, I won't take a bath for a month."
Luo Kewu said contemptuously: "Isn't that your dream? Why did you lose the bet? You are too shameless, right?" The audience roared with laughter.
Mo Tianyun looked at these people with a soft smile. Many of them were meeting for the first time, and there was no distinction between friend and foe. These aristocratic sons have never sat in a hall like today and have not turned the world upside down.
This peculiar phenomenon is rarely seen in Zhongtian.
Everyone has a strange feeling in their hearts; except for Dong Wulei and Ji Zhu who still maintain their true colors, the others are more or less reserved.
"What are you betting on?" Mo Tianyun tilted his head slightly, looking at Luo Kewu.
"I bet this is someone from the family of the last three days! Even if it's not from the nine great families, it must be a child from a big family!" Luo Kewu said loudly.
"You talk like fart!" Mo Tianyun said contemptuously: "Everyone is not blind, everyone can see it! Why do you have to bet with you? Isn't this just cheating money?"
Luo Kewu's purple face flushed, and he became angry from embarrassment, and said: "Are you in control?"
"Boring!" Mo Tianyun snorted coldly.
Suddenly, an unpleasant smell spread out, and all the young masters looked strange and held their breath.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Yanyang yelled angrily: "Bastard! You put on your shoes!"
Everyone followed the sound, and they were both dumbfounded and annoyed. It turned out that Ji Zhu actually took off his shoes, took a chopstick from the table and scratched his feet...
And that rotten smell emerged from his two feet, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't washed his feet...
Gu Yanyang's desk was next to him, and he suffered a lot from it.
"I'm scratching my own feet, do you shit?" Ji Zhu scratched like no one else, like this, he didn't look like a son of a big family at all, he was simply a low-level gangster.
After scratching for a while, I actually lifted the chopstick up, brought it up to my nose and smelled it, and sighed: "The smell is stronger..."
Everyone suffocated for a while, and they all felt their stomachs churning.
Dong Wulei stood up without making a sound, and threw himself on Ji Zhu's neck as soon as he fit. It was an old fist that caught Ji Zhu's neck; this master didn't say a word, but he was the first to strike.
Ji Zhu screamed loudly and fought back vigorously.
All the young masters formed a circle, and everyone was holding their breath, waving their hands and shouting for support. The atmosphere was warm, and there was a loud bang.
"Okay!" Mo Tianyun frowned, and said displeasedly: "Ji Zhu, what do you look like? In front of the public, are you still shameless?"
"If the second child didn't run away suddenly... do you think I would like to be with you?" Ji Zhu got up whimpering, rolled his eyes, put on his shoes slowly, and said, "I don't want to either, but this... tickle , what should I do?"
"Okay, let's talk about the two people who just arrived." Mo Tianyun frowned, and said, "Some of us are strangers from aristocratic families, some of us are from far and wide, and some are enemies... But I want to remind everyone that our coming down this time is a trial; and the purpose of the trial is the Nine Tribulations Sword Master!"
When the word Nine Tribulations Sword was mentioned, everyone fell silent.
"Those two people just now have high bearing, and they are obviously from great families. Moreover, it can be seen from their aura that they are two young swordsmen! Although it is hard to tell by their cultivation, but... swordsmen of this age , even if it is the three major families among us, there is no such thing!"
"At such a sensitive moment, two people like this suddenly appeared..." Mo Tianyun had successfully guided everyone's thoughts up to this point: "If it is said that it has nothing to do with the birth of the Nine Tribulation Sword, I absolutely don't believe it. .”
"But since it's related to the matter of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, it is our competitor, and a strong opponent." Even if it is a hostile family, Mo Tianyun cannot deny it.
"So... everyone must not take it lightly." Mo Tianyun said solemnly: "Tianyun would like to remind everyone here."
Mo Tianyun didn't know what to do, when those two teenagers appeared, he suddenly felt a strong crisis! It seems that there is a feeling in the dark: these two teenagers will be their life and death enemies!
This feeling is irrational, but it is real.
Moreover, this crisis, Mo Tianyun felt, was even greater than the pressure his younger brother Mo Tianji put on him! Mo Tianyun has always believed in his own feelings.
So the first thing Mo Tianyun did was to use the Nine Tribulations Sword to form an alliance among the young masters present in this short period of time.
Together with the enemy! just in case!
Even though it is a divided alliance, it is after all the descendants of the great families. Even if they don't talk or do anything, just standing together is a powerful deterrent!
Even if Mo Tianyun didn't say anything, everyone would be aware of this. These people are all the top elites of the big families, some of them are pretending to be crazy, or some are superficially dandy, but who is the real fool
Even Ji Zhu... Although this guy was sloppy by nature, no one, including Mo Tianyun, dared to underestimate him.
"Mo Tianyun, these two people...have a grudge against you?" a person asked calmly. This question was obviously pensive: "It shouldn't be. These two people seem to make people feel friends. This kind of natural temperament can't be changed. If it's someone who is in the middle of three days, I definitely know everything about it. It makes sense; there shouldn't be such a person in the next three days... the only possibility is the last three days, but if it's the last three days... why are you nervous, Mo Tianyun?"
The young man who spoke occupied the middle table by himself. He was dressed in white, with sword-shaped eyebrows, and in his eyebrows, there was a ghostly brilliance, intentionally or unintentionally.
This makes his temperament seem to change at any time. Sometimes evil, sometimes feminine, sometimes violent...
All in all, anyone who sees him will feel: this guy is a bit evil!
Mo Tianyun's heart tightened, but his face did not move. He smiled lightly and said, "Brother Ao, this person has no grudges against me in the past, nor has he had any grudges in recent days. How could he have grudges against me? Brother Ao's words are a bit inexplicable." .I just want to remind everyone, why does Brother Ao always judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain like this?"
This person is the most taboo person among the younger generations of the major families of the Three Heavens in Mo Tianyun; even Mo Tianji and Dong Wulei are not so important in Mo Tianyun's heart!
Young Master Xie, Ao Xieyun!
Mr. Xie is now a well-deserved leader among the younger generations of all the families in Zhongtian! In all the aristocratic families, some people hated him deeply and wanted to kill him quickly, some people were jealous of him and could not replace him, and some people would stay away from him as soon as they saw him, but no one dissatisfied with his status.
This guy really has this ability.
Even brothers Mo Tianyun and Mo Tianji were firmly suppressed by Ao Xieyun at this moment!
"Use the heart of a villain to measure the belly of a gentleman, heh, a gentleman..." Ao Xieyun smiled faintly: "Even want to kill my own brother, even want to kill my own sister... Are you a gentleman, Mo Tianyun?" ?”