Chapter 210

Ye Xuan leaned against a corner at will, put his hands behind his head, and put his head on his hands. He felt the slight river wind blowing in front of him.

Fang Qingqing and Ying Wenshu were huddled on one side of the boat. Ying Wenshu asked softly, "Qingqing, are you really not going to tell him about it?"

The "he" that Ying Wenshu refers to is of course Ye Xuan.

Fang Qingqing shook her head and sighed deeply.

"Even if I told him about it, what's the effect? He can't do anything about it. Maybe... This is my destiny!"

Fang Qingqing frowns slightly, and her face is full of melancholy. Although Ying Wenshu wants to persuade her, she has nothing to do about it.

They two people together light swept Ye Xuan one eye, for fear that ye Xuan heard what, but ye Xuan is in close eyes, did not pay attention to Fang Qingqing and Ying Wenshu their side.

"This guy, no matter where he goes, always looks like a bull. I really don't know what he is doing!"

Ying Wenshu was so angry that she muttered something in a soft voice.

Fang Qingqing patted Ying Wenshu's jade hand and reluctantly pulled out a bitter smile.

"Well, don't complain to him like this. You don't know what character Ye Xuan is!"

With that, Fang Qingqing turns her eyes to Ye Xuan, with some guilt, some joy and some nostalgia in her eyes. However, Fang Qingqing hides all this in her heart and doesn't say a word to Ye Xuan.

The boat moved forward for more than ten minutes, and the one eyed old man was still sitting in the bow, motionless.

Ying Wenshu couldn't help her curiosity, so she asked, "old man, where are all these boats going? And what's the matter with the once-in-a-lifetime decisive battle you just mentioned?"

The one eyed old man was still motionless, but his voice came at this time.

"These ferries are going to the confluence of the Li River, which is the most extensive area of all the reaches of the Li River!"

Just listen to the one eyed old man continue to say: "as for why they all want to go there... Ha ha... That's because today there are two most powerful people in the Chinese immortal cultivation world, who are going to fight a decisive battle at the confluence."

"What?"

Ying, Wen and Shu are all at a loss. Of course, they know the confluence of Li River, but they have never heard of what the one eyed old man said about "cultivating immortals to be strong".

"Old man, are you talking about the cultivation of immortals martial arts or something?"

Ying Wenshu asked the old man tentatively.

The one eyed old man said in a low voice, "you can understand that for the time being. Cultivating immortals is the way to cultivate immortals. Naturally, the people who cultivate immortals are those who know the profound martial arts."

On weekdays, Wang Tianhao often goes to some Taekwondo gymnasiums for training. When he hears the one eyed old man say so, he immediately gets a little interested.

"Old man, are those martial arts similar to Taekwondo and Sanda?"

Did not expect that Wang Tianhao words should just fall, the one eyed old man suddenly heavily issued a cold hum.

"Just a little Taekwondo and Sanda invented by Gao Liguo, how can they be compared with the extensive and profound cultivation of immortals in China? If you want to beat a Taekwondo or Sanda master, just one finger is enough

The one eyed old man said and stretched out a withered finger. It seemed that he could do it so easily.

Wang Tianhao disdains this very much in his heart. The one eyed old man is unpredictable at the moment, but Wang Tianhao completely thinks that the one eyed old man is talking in vain.

Wang Tianhao, a master of Taekwondo and Sanda, has seen too many of them. Many of them can break tiles with their hands and bricks with their feet. How can such a big one eyed old man deal with it easily?

Even if it is to give this one eyed old man a gun, I'm afraid it may not be able to win, let alone use only one finger.

Fang Qingqing also felt that the one eyed old man was exaggerating and his words were not believable at all.

But the one eyed old man looked back at several people, saw the disdainful expression on their faces, and chuckled.

"Little kids, the world you see now is really too small. In a moment, you will know that this wonderful world is much bigger than you think!"

The tone of the one eyed old man to Wang Tianhao seems to be disdain, and it seems to be a mockery to them.

Wang Tianhao and Li Haoran were young and angry. They immediately felt that they were insulted by the one eyed old man.

Although they did not dare to say that they had seen every rare thing in the world, they had rich experience and extensive knowledge. But in the eyes of the one eyed old people, they were like a group of ignorant children.

"Old man, what you said is too exaggerated."

Wang Tianhao could not help but sneer.

"My grandfather is right. It's no exaggeration at all!"

All of a sudden, a very pleasant female voice came out of a cabin in the boat. Hearing the sound, people turned around and saw a young woman in an emerald green dress walking out of the cabin with a good tea set in hand.

The young woman's waist twists and turns, her steps move gently, and her appearance is gentle. She looks like a woman who lived in ancient times. She has a long black hair on her head with a jade hairpin in the middle.

This young woman looks in her early twenties, and her appearance is not as good as Fang Qingqing and Ying Wenshu, but her ancient and fragrant temperament is rare and unique in the world, which makes Wang Tianhao and Li Haoran stay for a while.

Only Ye Xuan is still leaning on one side, shutting his eyes and sleeping.

Fang Qingqing was surprised that they had been on the boat for such a long time, but they didn't know there was such a person in the boat.

The woman arranged the cups one by one, filled them one by one, and gave the first cup of tea to the one eyed old man first. Then she handed the rest to Fang Qingqing.

Several people said thanks to the woman, more and more feel that the atmosphere on the ship has become very strange.

The old and the young, both in their clothes and temperament, tend to be more archaic, which is really out of tune with today's real society.

A few people couldn't help looking at the boats closer to them. Almost all the people standing on them were wearing old-fashioned long clothes or gowns.