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Li Mo sneered, his eyes burned, watching him approach step by step, the hand behind his back was clenched, and the green tendons were slightly exposed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Yuesheng walked calmly, approaching slowly, his face calm.

"Stop!" A middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward, blocked in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and said coldly: "The family teacher is a birthday, only invite relatives and friends, Your Excellency is not our friend, please go back!"

Xiao Yuesheng stopped, his face sank, he looked at him in surprise, and snorted: "Talk to this seat, you are not worthy, go aside!"

He raised his head, smiled faintly at Li Mo, and said: "Master Li is celebrating his fiftieth birthday today, and this seat has come to congratulate him, but he has attracted a cold eyebrow, such a small family, this seat is very disappointed!"

Li Mo scolded secretly in his heart, but he let out a long laugh, his eyes quickly swept everyone, his face turned pale, and he said solemnly: "If it is an ordinary grievance, if you come to celebrate your birthday, the master of this door will naturally welcome it,...... But this sect and your Ziyang faction are a great enmity of life and death, and they will never die, you are making trouble in the name of celebrating your birthday, and your heart can be punished, how can you be polite!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, sighed, and said, "I thought that I could be on an equal footing with our faction, and I must be a hero with extraordinary spirit,...... Elder Chen, Elder Fan, let's go!"

"Yes, Master!" the two elders replied respectfully.

"Wait!" Li Mo shouted in a deep voice.

Xiao Yuesheng slowly turned around and looked at him lightly.

Li Mo showed a smile and snorted: "The person who came is a guest, since he is here, let's go to the hall and take a seat, the master of this door is not a person with a small belly, and he can afford a meal!"

"So, it's bothered. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, nodded, and walked inside.

The middle-aged man stared at him coldly, his eyes were vicious, and he was scolded in front of so many people, but he was speechless and lost face.

He is the best face, as the young master of the Iron Sword Gate, Xiao Yuesheng was so humiliated that he was killed, and countless vicious thoughts turned in his mind.

Xiao Yue gave birth to the four of them, but they were led to the main table, the table where Li Mo was sitting.

Seeing such an arrangement, Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, knowing that Li Mo had bad intentions, presumably to make himself ugly.

"Yes...... "As soon as he sat down, a hesitant inquiry came from the left side.

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and smiled, and nodded: "Brother Hu, you are here too." ”

Separated by four tables, about ten zhang away, Hu Feiteng stood up suddenly, his face full of surprise, and strode forward.

"It's really you, the Taoist chief!" Hu Fei walked up to him and saluted with a fist, full of joy.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Where don't we meet in life, let's meet again so soon, Brother Hu, your fate with me is not shallow!"

"That's it!" Hu Fei nodded hurriedly, then glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, a little puzzled, and said, "Why did the Taoist chief take off his Taoist robe?"

Xiao Yuesheng showed a wry smile, sighed, and said, "It's hard to say in one word,...... I am now the head of the Ziyang Sword Sect, and I am no longer at ease!"

Hu Fei was stunned, looked at him a few times, and asked what was going on.

Xiao Yuesheng asked people to add a seat and sat next to Hu Fei.

First introduced Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun, Hu Fei and the two exchanged pleasantries, and when he saw He Yushu standing behind Xiao Yuesheng, he glanced at it, hurriedly turned his eyes away, didn't dare to look more, and asked, "Where is Sister Ma?"

Xiao Yuesheng said: "She went to visit friends and went to Tianshan. ”

Then, in three or two sentences, he told the truth of the matter, and he saved two people, but he was entangled and became a member of the Ziyang faction, and then became the head of the Ziyang faction.

Hu Fei was full of interest, his eyebrows fluttered, as if he was in it, and when he heard that Xiao Yuesheng had won the head of the Ziyang faction, he suddenly burst into flames and laughed.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "This position of head is the source of right and wrong, and what I want most now is to get rid of this position and be at ease." ”

Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun glanced at each other and saw each other's eyes surprised.

The new head of the sect was not a disciple of the Ziyang Sword Sect before, but was dragged by Senior Brother Zhang Yiming and Zhang to the death, and was dragged into the Ziyang Sword Sect, and finally became the head.

This matter is bizarre, it sounds ridiculous and unbelievable, and Senior Brother Zhang's work is too unbelievable!

Xiao Yuesheng and Hu Fei are like old friends, they have nothing to talk about, Hu Fei also talked about the situation after leaving, did a few chivalrous things, and met a strange girl, named Yuan Ziyi, with extremely high martial arts skills, doing strange things, and is snatching the head of the house everywhere, and joking, maybe, she will also come back to grab the head of the Ziyang Sword Sect.

The hall was noisy, people whispered to each other, and the hall was humming.

Chen Chengxiang glanced at Xiao Yuesheng from time to time, faintly worried, would the head of the house suddenly be upset, pick his pick, and no longer be the head of the house? !

Although as the head of the family, he has a lot of authority, but according to his current martial arts, he does not need authority, and he can already crisscross the martial arts and be at ease.

There was a hearty laugh from the crowd: "Haha...... , come, let's ask the birthday boy to say a few words!"

"Yes, yes, the birthday boy said a few words!" people echoed.

Li Mo sat on the main seat, kept talking to the two old men next to him in a low voice, and didn't look at Xiao Yuesheng, as if he didn't see him.

The identities and martial arts of these two people are by no means comparable to the small Ziyang Sword Sect, and they are too lazy to deal with Xiao Yuesheng.

Hearing what everyone heard, Li Mo stood up, picked up the silver cup, and laughed: "Today is the old man's fiftieth birthday, I want to thank the heroes for giving the old man thin noodles, come in person, and the old man will drink a cup first to show his gratitude!"

"Good! good!" The people applauded one after another, which was deafening, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became warm.

Most of these guests are martial arts masters, and they are naturally deafening.

Li Mo drank it all, turned over the silver cup, and a disciple next to him immediately filled it, he picked up the cup again, and said with a smile: "Today, not only the old man's friend, but also the old man's opponent, also came to celebrate his birthday, the old man is really flattered, and he should also give him a cup!"

As he spoke, he picked up the silver cup and lifted it to Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng sat there with a golden knife, calm as a mountain, and did not move, his eyes were lowered, and he was gently playing with the silver cup in his hand, with a casual look.

People looked at him, and the noise gradually stopped, like muddy water gradually settled, and the hall gradually returned to quiet.

The warm atmosphere quickly dissipated, and there seemed to be a pressure in the air, which made people suffocate and dare not gasp loudly.

"Master Xiao, don't you give the old man thin noodles?" Li Mo laughed, looking particularly loud in the quiet hall, although he laughed, his eyes were cold.

Xiao Yuesheng slowly raised his head, glanced at him, smiled slightly, suddenly his face sank, and hummed: "Master Li is so magnificent, a big birthday, you can invite all the heroes to come to the door, and you can travel widely, this seat is very admired!"

Li Mo put down the silver cup heavily and sneered: "The old man knows that you are uneasy and kind, and you are only making trouble!"

Xiao Yuesheng's face sank like water, and he said coldly: "Come here today, there are two things to do,...... One, it is to congratulate the master of Li Men on his birthday, which has already been done, and there is another thing, but it should also be done!"

"What's the matter?" Li Mo asked coldly.

Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "Take your surname from the master of the Li Sect!"

"What a big breath!" Li Mo sneered, his face gloomy: "I'm not afraid of flashing my waist...... The old man wanted you to live a few more days, but you rushed over to die...... That's good, the old man's surname is fulfilled by you!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Very good...... The former head of our faction died under your plot, this seat does not dare to be conceited, afraid of following in the footsteps of the previous head, so I can only make this decision, everyone is watching, can you still plot it?!"

"Fart!" Li Mo was furious, and pointed his index finger at Xiao Yuesheng: "I killed your surname Song, relying on my knife skills, where is there any plot, don't spray people with blood!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and looked calm: "My Ziyang Sect's swordsmanship is subtle and profound, and the swordsmanship of the former head is exquisite, if you don't plot, how can you win?!"

"Okay!" Li Mo laughed angrily, and the words burst out from his teeth: "Everyone witness, let's take a look!"

Xiao Yuesheng raised her eyebrows and nodded: "I can't ask for it!"

"Slow!" A low shout suddenly sounded, everyone's eardrums swelled, and they felt a slight pain, and their hearts were shocked, who had such deep internal strength?

It was an old man who spoke, his eyebrows were white, his face was ruddy, his appearance was dignified, his face was Chinese, his mouth was wide and his nose was straight, his left hand was stroking, his waist was sitting straight, his eyes were shining, and he was awe-inspiring.

He sat on Li Mo's left head, slowly put down his hand to stroke his beard, and hugged his fist at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master Xiao, right?"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, sank his face, and said coldly: "Senior Mo is polite...... This is a grudge between our faction and the Iron Dao Gate, and outsiders should not interfere!"

He had already heard Chen Chengxiang introduce in a low voice, the old man was Mo Dongfu, the god leg of the Iron Fist, and he was a famous man in Huainan, and his reputation was extremely high.

Mo Dongfu stroked his beard and said: "The grievances between the Iron Knife Gate and the Ziyang Sect, the old man just asked, it's just that the master of the Li Sect has a big birthday, and the big luck is said, why don't you choose to come again?"

(To be continued)