Vol 2 Chapter 686: Weird Steal King

Just when Lu Xiaofeng and Zhang Fang sat down, two more people went up in the restaurant. The first one was a wooden Taoist, followed by a tall and mighty old man.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know the old man, but he knew that he could be with the Taoist Mu and he was also a figure of the world.

The wooden Taoist went upstairs, saw Ximen Chuuxue, and greeted Ximen Chuuxue.

But Ximen Chuuxue didn't seem to see it.

Mudao people are famous in the world, and everyone knows that they are famous places in Wudang.

But in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, it seemed that he didn't look at him in general.

And Ximen Chuuxue didn't see anyone in his eyes, except Lu Yang. This is also known to the people of the rivers and lakes.

The tall and mighty old man couldn't help it anymore, and seemed to want to say something to Ximen Chuuxue.

The Taoist Mu laughed, stopped the old man, shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't blame him, no matter how rude he is to me, I won't blame him."

The tall and mighty old man couldn't help asking Mu Daoren, "Why?"

Mu Taoist said: "Because he is Ximen Chuuxue."

Above and below, the unique Ximen blowing snow!

Heaven and earth, a unique sword!

Since his battle with Ye Gucheng, he has become famous all over the world, and no one does not know his sword.

Everyone knows that he has become more fascinated with swordsmanship since that battle.

He has done that without a sword in his hand, there is a sword in his heart, a man is a sword, and the sword of others is his sword.

You didn't see him make a move, nor did you see his sword, but you fell under his sword.

Because your sword is inserted into your body, the sword of others is his sword.

Moreover, he also has reasons not to look at anyone in his eyes.

No matter who it was, Ximen Chuuxue had never seen it directly, including Lu Xiaofeng.

In his eyes, often only stared at his prey.

Because of that wholehearted attention, you can fully utilize a person's potential to the extreme, making his will stronger and more sensitive.

This allows him to hit a hit and completely defeat his opponent.

And a smart swordsman not only has a sharp sword, but more importantly, has sharp eyes that are different from ordinary people, and can see through his opponent at a glance.

It also needs to have a keen ability to react, be able to detect crises from all sides, and make it invisible.

Therefore, in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, there are often only opponents, focusing on the opponent, and turning a blind eye to things around him.

Why does Ximen Chuuxue appear here? Who is he focusing on this time?

The hall officer has already stepped forward: "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Just serve your good wine and food."

The hall official said: "Okay."

The Taoist Mu came forward, saw Lu Xiaofeng, and they approached the table.

"Lu Xiaofeng, long time no see." Taoist Mu said hello.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Wood Taoist, lucky to meet."

The tall and mighty old man said, "Are you Lu Xiaofeng?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Yes."

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The old man smiled and said, "Everyone says that Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows. Now it seems that it's true."

Lu Xiaofeng also laughed and said, "They are all praised by people from the rivers and lakes. Compared with the two famous people, Lu Xiaofeng is not enough. If the two are not disgusted, they can sit down and have a drink."

Mu Dao said humanely: "Then bother." They sat down at Lu Xiaofeng's table.

Drinking wine and vegetables will make you feel more natural.

Lu Xiaofeng clinked glasses with Taoist Mu.

Taoist Mu looked at Zhang Fang and said, "I wonder who this young master is?"

Zhang Fang arched his hands and said, "Senior Mu is good, Zhang Fang is the son of Zhang Mu."

The Taoist Mu suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the son of Zhang Mu, the sky dart, but the old man has some friendship with him."

Zhang Fang said: "My father often thinks of Senior Mu."

The Taoist Mu said with a smile: "I must go to the village to interrupt when I have time, and have a few drinks with your father."

Zhang Fang said: "Senior Mu is willing to come here, my father must be delighted."

At this time, a figure swept in from the window again.

But it is not the king who steals the king, Sikong, who is picking the stars?

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Who are you going to do harm to by stealing?"

Sikong didn't talk when he picked up the stars, and regardless of the host's invitation, he sat down at the table first, picked up a glass, and poured himself a full glass of wine.

Sikong picked up the stars and raised his head, drank it in one sip, and exhaled, "I just saw a chicken here, and I am going to steal a few eggs and go back to hatch a few chickens."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed again: "Unfortunately, this little chicken, not only can't lay eggs, but even if it can lay eggs, it lays golden eggs and cannot hatch a chick."

Sikong Picking up the stars seriously said: "But, I saw people hatch chickens with golden eggs."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "When did you see it."

Sikong picked the stars and said: "Just yesterday, someone took a golden egg and put it under the hen, and it really hatched a little chicken that can cry."

Taoist Mu also smiled and said, "How is that possible, unless your eyes are blurred."

Sikong picked up the stars but did not answer. Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "I believe it."

Wooden Taoist said: "Why?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Because he is the king of stealing Sikong and picking up stars."

The Taoist Mu stopped talking, because he really didn't understand what the two little monsters were talking about, and the question was for nothing. It's better to shut up.

At this time, the old man said, "I see."

Sikong picked up the stars and said: "What do you know?"

The old man said: "You must have stolen someone's golden egg, and then stuffed a chicken in, so the golden egg became a chicken."

Sikong Starcatcher smiled: "Why did you guess this?"

The Taoist Mu had a suddenly realized look.

Sikong Zaixing sighed and said, "That little chicken is here."

No one understood what he was talking about, only Lu Xiaofeng looked thoughtful.

Suddenly, I heard a dragon roar from the window again.

That is the sword out of its sheath! Only when a sharp sword is out of its sheath can there be such a beautiful and crisp sound like a dragon's chant, everyone who makes a sword knows. ..

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