Chapter 910

"Elder martial brother, here, here."

A young man in a white swordsman's robe in jianxianyuan stood up and waved when he saw Lin Beichen.

The young man's name is Xu Qian. He came to the seven star sword building in advance to occupy a seat.

Before daybreak, he published the seven star sword building. When the restaurant opened, he was the first to rush in. He took the nearest square table to the chess table and ordered a plate of peanuts and a pot of tea.

This style has aroused the dissatisfaction of many people around.

However, because of the Shura massacre in the jianshengyuan last night, all forces in Baiyun city are afraid of young people in white swordsman robes and dare not provoke them. Xu Qian's great stab takes the best position and tries to hold his temper and dare not speak.

I'm afraid that one of them will provoke the legendary murderer and be killed directly to touch the corpse.

There are even those who occupy seats in advance.

Lin Beichen walked towards the hall with a smile.

The original noisy hall, at this time suddenly quiet needle can be heard.

The eloquent fighters all looked down at the table, as if they were a little daughter-in-law who was afraid of strangers for the first time. They were afraid that something might happen to provoke this beautiful young man in white.

Because of his beauty, he has been betrayed.

Who else is such a handsome young man besides Lin Beichen?

What's more, the two beautiful young ladies with white skin and long legs behind him also confirmed this point.

In a short night, every aspect of Baiyun city has firmly remembered Lin Beichen's image in mind, striving to avoid making low-level mistakes.

"Elder martial brother."

With a look of worship, Xu Qian saluted Lin Beichen for the first time.

In fact, Lin Beichen worshipped at Ding Sanshi's gate much later than Xu Qian and others joined Baiyun city. He was supposed to be the younger martial brother. But last night, the disciples of Jianxian Academy had already incarnated as Lin Dashao's brain powder. They had already discussed it. From now on, Lin Beichen will be the elder martial brother of Jianxian Academy.

Lin Beichen nodded with a smile and said, "it's hard."

"No hard work, no hard work..."

To have a word with the elder martial brother, Xu Qian rubbed his hands excitedly.

Then he wanted to salute Yin Shan and said, "I've met my little martial uncle."

Yin Shan was smiling, kind and kind. She didn't care about Xu Qian's behavior of calling elder martial brother first and then elder martial uncle.

A few people sat down at the square table.

"Qianqian, order."

Lin Beichen grabs a handful of peanuts and chews them.

Xu Qian rubbed his hands awkwardly.

He was so poor that he almost took out all his savings and ordered a pot of tea and a plate of peanuts.

Soon, a table full of food and wine was set up.

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Several of them are exotic animal meat. They not only taste delicious, but also can nourish Qi and blood and replenish Xuanqi. They are of great benefit to practitioners. Even in Qixing Jujian building, they are all limited to the best set meals.

"Come on, younger martial brother Xu Qian, help yourself."

Lin Beichen greets politely.

"Ah, thank you, elder martial brother."

Xu Qian was polite for a while, and immediately threw off his cheeks and began to eat.

Time flies.

There are more and more people in restaurants.

Even on the square outside the gate, there were many people gathered.

Never before.

Along with the restaurant hall, the atmosphere gradually became active.

"It's coming, it's coming."

"Look, it's master Shen Xiaoyan. He's really here."

"Come on, get out of the way, don't bump into the master."

The crowd outside was boiling.

Lin Beichen was also attracted by this familiar picture.

When the big stars as like as two peas were still in the past, were the crazy fans blocking the airport, blocking the station and blocking the shopping malls?

Star class treatment.

Is the profession of swordsman such a loser?

Do you want to cultivate Qianqian as a sword caster to help you make money?

She likes to swing the hammer anyway.

At this time, the crowded crowd at the gate of the restaurant separated automatically.

A big old gorilla

Bah, a big old man came in with a big stride.

This man looks about 60 years old. He has dark skin, wide ears, red face, hale and hearty spirit, full of Qi and blood. Although his scalp can be seen sparsely, his short gray hair is like a steel needle standing up, giving the impression of stubborn and rigid.

His hands and arms are the most remarkable.

The arms are longer than the knees, and the arm muscles are abnormally developed. The lumps are like hills, thicker than the waist.

His hands, left hand is the size of a normal person, the skin on the back of his fingers is smooth and white as jade, which looks like a jade hand that has been carefully maintained and cared by a lady of a family for 20 years, while his right hand is dark brown, with rough skin, like scales and thick joints, like a palm fan, three or four times larger than his left hand.

The arms and hands are a little deformed.

At first glance, it really looks like a gorilla with some hair loss came in.

Is this master Shen Xiaoyan?

Lin Beichen was stunned.

The beautiful little martial uncle approached Lin Beichen and whispered: "master Shen is addicted to casting swords. He takes the casting route of casting swords Pavilion. When he was young, he swung his hammer 10000 times a day by the furnace. When he was middle-aged, he was crazy about casting iron and swords. After a long time, his body changed

"Out of phase."

Lin Beichen only felt that his hair was fretting and itching.

"It's an occupational disease."

It suddenly dawned on him.

Then don't cultivate Qianqian to be a sword caster.

If Qianqian loses her hair and turns her thick arm into a gorilla... Tut tut Tut, Merrill Lynch will not dare to see the picture.

"Master Shen's presence makes the seven star sword building shine."

The big shopkeeper personally welcomed him, very polite: "as you are ready, please come to the table."

Shen Xiaoyan nodded expressionless: "excuse me."

There are six followers behind him.

Four men and four women.

The four women are Shen Xiaoyan's close swordsmen. They are twenty-five or six years old and have excellent looks. They each carry a sword box on their back. They are red, orange, yellow and green. They are similar to their swordsmen's strong clothes. They are all excellent beauties.

The four men are all about 30 years old. They have a common face, dark complexion, big body, and the same thick arms. They are different from ordinary people. Their appearance is beginning to show. They should be his disciples and so on. Their Xuanqi fluctuates in the realm of the great master of martial arts.

Shen Xiaoyan came to the table and sat down for tea.

Four beautiful swordsmen stood behind him.

The four disciples were divided into four sides, facing the outside, forming a protective circle.

"Welcome to master Shen."

"Meet Master Shen at Feilong villa."

"Ha ha, elder brother Shen, I haven't seen you for many years. Your style is still the same."

"Sun Buli, the Qianyuan Bank of the great Qian Empire, has met master Shen. My master wants to ask Master Shen to make a soft sword. If master Shen is willing to do it, he can offer anything."

In the hall of the restaurant, a personal shadow rises and salutes Shen Xiaoyan.

The gesture is respectful and the words are polite.

But where Shen Xiaoyan sat, his face was as quiet as a solidified black iron, and he didn't see the slightest waves, as if he hadn't heard the words of these people, had no reaction, and didn't even look at them.

It's really cold.

"The master and apprentice of Feihuang Tianren, the elder of Wenxiang sword house, arrived."

Outside came a shop boy singing.

After that, there was a lot of noise outside the restaurant. It was obvious that there was another big man coming. Then the crowd at the front door of the restaurant separated, and three beautiful women in purple came in slowly.

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First, more.

Mr. Shen Xiaoyan, I didn't mean to write you like this, mainly for the sake of career

After all, it's the same as the procedure ape's hair loss, the official ape's weight gain, and the single dog's hand speed. The swordsman must be black with thick arms. ヽ(?＿?；) ノ

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