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Another reason was because of the entrance to the sword, when Zhang Yan saw the waves of Sword Qi s that came from the entrance, and the unparalleled Clear Sky Sword Intent, she could not help but stop. Thinking back to the legends regarding the gate of the sword, Zhang Yan became even more excited.

Even if it was the current Zhang Yan, he was not sure if she could actually do it, but no matter what, Zhang Yan wanted to walk through this Sword Gate trial and feel the path her father once walked on.

As the old beggar spoke, he picked up the wine jug and poured some wine into his mouth, but only a single drop of wine was poured into his mouth. He smacked his lips and said, "No more wine, no more wine."

Seeing that, Zhang Yan laughed: Old senior, there's no wine to be feared, isn't there a restaurant here? How about I take you for a drink? Enough. "

However, his grin was even uglier than crying. The old beggar only said, "Let's go." He then walked crookedly towards a nearby restaurant, almost tripping over a rock on the road during this time. If not for the support of his walking stick, he probably would have ended up eating shit.

Seeing that, Zhang Yan could not help but shake her head, following closely behind, Dao Chen and the rest did not say much, they only thought that Zhang Yan was overflowing with sympathy, and that was why she invited the beggar to drink.

Hu Mei’er and Qin Shiyan, on the other hand, were amused by the old beggar's funny look.

The old beggar seemed to be in a hurry to drink, as he walked into the restaurant ahead of Zhang Yan and the rest. However, just as he took a step in, he heard someone shout from inside impatiently, "Why are you here again? Didn't I give you wine three days ago? You can't always come to my place, can you? We still have to do business, get out. "

A young waiter pushed the old beggar out, but seeing that, Zhang Yan walked up and laughed: "I invited him here to drink, just serve him some wine, I'll pay for the wine."

The servant heard and was startled, he immediately looked at Zhang Yan and said: "Sir, this old fellow has lived in our city for many years and has always been like this, always coming to our place to steal wine, and later on when I could not bear to watch him anymore, I would always give some of his customers drink the leftover wine, but this restaurant is not mine, what I said is not true, I have no way, please do not take offense."

Zhang Yan was afraid that the waiter would scold him, so she could not help but laugh and say: "Don't worry, quickly bring the good wine and dishes here, this is the Spirit Stone."

As Zhang Yan spoke, sshe immediately threw a piece of Spirit Stone to the waiter. When the waiter saw that it was a top quality Spirit Stone, he could not help but be overjoyed, and immediately ran to the kitchen to order Zhang Yan and the others to quickly serve it.

In less than a minute, the waiter walked over with two jars of wine. He said with a smile, "Young Master, this is our shop's best Hundred Blossom Wine and Dew Wine. Please have a taste."

Zhang Yan extended her hand and gave another top-quality Spirit Stone to the waiter, and said: "In the future, I will pay for all his wine, are these enough?"

"Enough, of course," the waiter smiled and nodded.

The old beggar didn't care about that. When the waiter brought the wine over, his eyes stared straight at the two jars of fine wine. He picked up one of the jars and raised his head to drink it.

Zhang Yan and the others were not anxious either, sitting there and watching the old beggar. Zhang Yan and the others also poured a cup each and watched him while drinking, thinking it was rather interesting.

The old beggar drank most of the wine in one gulp before putting down the jar. He then breathed out a mouthful of foul air and said loudly, "Good wine, good wine!"

Zhang Yan saw that the old beggar was in a good mood, hence she asked again, "Old senior, I wonder if you were looking at me like that, who do I look like?"

The old beggar looked at Zhang Yan again after hearing her words, shook his head and said, "They are indeed very similar."

"Just who do you think he looks like?" Hu Mei’er who was at the side asked somewhat anxiously.

The old beggar calmly replied, "Just like a person I met here in the past."

Zhang Yan's heart trembled when she heard this, the person who looked like him, other than his father, who else could it be? In addition, according to the legends of the Sword Door Pass, his father had indeed been here. Could it be that this old beggar had actually seen his father before?

Thinking to this point, Zhang Yan somewhat anxiously asked: "Then may I know that person's name? Where to? Where was he now? Do you know? "

The old beggar heard and glanced at Zhang Yan, and then picked up the jar of wine again and drank a huge gulp of wine, putting it down, he said: "It's fine if he's not mentioned his name, after all, there's already very few people in the Heaven Realm who knows his name, even if they know his name, no one would dare to bring it up."

He then picked up the jar of wine and gulped down a few mouthfuls. Unknowingly, he had finished the entire jar of wine, and when the old beggar shook the jar and realized that there was no sound from inside, he could not help but throw it to the side and place his gaze on another jar of wine.

Just as the old beggar was about to reach for the jar of wine, Zhang Yan suddenly said a name, and said: "Zhang Haotian."

The old beggar paused his extended hand that was hanging in the air, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Yan suspiciously, and laughed: "I never thought that there would be someone who would remember his name, and still dare to say it out loud in front of so many people, you are the first."

Zhang Yan continued to ask: "Then do you know where he is and where he went?"

The old beggar calmly replied, "He's already dead."

Dead?

In a moment, a strong killing intent was released from Zhang Yan's body, but after the killing intent flashed past, Zhang Yan continued to ask: "How did he die?"

Although Zhang Yan's killing intent flashed, the old beggar seemed to have sensed it, she raised her head and looked at Zhang Yan, and laughed: Of course I died in battle, that battle back then shocked the entire ZhongTian Realm, who doesn't know that? Why do you ask? "

Hearing this, Zhang Yan heaved a sigh of relief, no one knew about this matter, but Zhang Yan firmly believed that her father was still alive, and that the old beggar would find out some other news, now it seemed that he was just too nervous, and he could not help but smile and not speak anymore.

However, the old beggar changed the topic and said, "But after that battle, I have never heard of him having descendants. Where did you come from? What is your relationship with him? "

Hearing that, Zhang Yan's eyes became serious, she laughed and looked at the old beggar: What relationship am I going to have with him? What does it seem to you to be? "

"From what I see, you seem to be his descendant. I just wonder how strong you are?" The old beggar said lightly.

Zhang Yan laughed but did not say a word, she only stood there watching the old beggar. If he made any unusual movements, Zhang Yan was prepared to make her move, after all, his identity was definitely not to be revealed.

The old beggar suddenly moved like a ghost, dashing outside as he laughed loudly, "Brat, come with me."

"He really isn't a mortal," Zhang Yan said. Then, her figure flashed, and disappeared from where she stood in a blur, chasing straight after the old beggar.

Seeing that, Dao Chen and the others followed closely behind, chasing after Lingyun. Only the waiter stood there in shock, rubbing his eyes, thinking, "Am I seeing things?" That old beggar was actually this skilled?

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