Chapter 362

The autumn weather in Qingtian city is very strange. The sun still shines a few days before tomorrow. The autumn wind howls and the temperature drops suddenly.

Even last night, there was a small snowfall, but the snow was too small to cover the street with snow. When the sky began to rise, I could only see the slightly wet ground.

There is no other special scene.

In autumn, Qingtian city is the most foggy season in the four seasons of the year. Before noon, the whole city will be covered with a large amount of rain and fog.

The city is not a monk without a realm, who can't disperse the rain and fog. However, the fog covers the city of Qingtian. No one knows whether Qingtian Jun deliberately does it. Who dares to dispel the fog at will?

The restaurant in the middle of the city had few liquor customers, but now there are so many more people in Qingtian City, I think there should be more liquor customers. However, no matter how many people come outside, or in this restaurant, there are still a few liquor customers. Even because of the previous events, there are still a lot of wine customers.

The wine shop looked deserted.

Chen Sheng didn't walk around any more these days. In the case of 100% big events in Qingtian City, he was not a low-level swordsman. He had been drinking in wine shops these days.

The table in the corner of the restaurant has always been Chen Sheng's "exclusive use" and there are not many customers in the restaurant. Even if Chen Sheng stayed in front of the table for more than ten days, the wine seller never chased people.

Although she was a demon monk, the wine seller had been living on the other side of the mountain and river before. She knew much more about the mountains and rivers than many of them in the demon land. Many of them were furious when they heard about Chen Sheng's identity as a swordsman, but the wine seller didn't pay any attention to it.

She is very fond of swordsmen, along with the impression of Chen Sheng is not bad.

The reason why she liked the swordsman was that the first swordsman she met was not bad. As for Chen Sheng, who was always sloppy, it was because he was the master of the swordsman.

Although the woman who sells wine occasionally laments why the temperament of the master and his apprentice are so different?

Just sigh over, sigh in the past, there is no conclusion, that can only look like this.

Chen Sheng was sitting in the most remote corner of the restaurant, surrounded by wine jars. His cloth shirt was full of wine stains. He did not know how long he had not changed it. Even in some places, he was very greasy. The stubble on his face was getting deeper and deeper. At the beginning, his beard was ragged. In these days, his face was still quite spectacular.

If Chen Sheng had a stronger figure, he would no longer look like a swordsman. Instead, he would look like a mountain bandit.

The sword, which he had taken all the way to white fish town, was placed on the table at will. There was a pool of wine stains on the table. Chen Sheng leaned against the table and slept with his eyes closed. His snoring was not loud.

A few wine guests in the restaurant ignored the sound and chatted with each other.

The content of the conversation was about the recent events in Qingtian city.

About the daughter of the demon.

Of course, the familiar names will also be mentioned. There is no doubt that Biyu, chongye and Hu Yue are the most dazzling of these names.

Outsiders should not pay so much attention to things that they can't participate in, especially those demon monks who are in the demon land. But Qingtian city is really good. There is no fight, and no one dares to kill people here. So many people are idle. Since they are free, they can't help thinking more and looking at things that don't belong to them.

Idle people care about their own affairs and can't find fault.

The woman was leaning against the counter, looking at the white outside, her eyes were quiet, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

She thought that the girl who often came to drink had not been in this restaurant for a long time now, but even if what happened in Qingtian city had something to do with you, what did it matter if you came for a few drinks?

When people are free, they can't help thinking more.

For example, at the moment, the wine lady thought that if the boy came to Qingtian city and beat all those guys.

It's just that she didn't know, and she didn't know if the boy would like this girl.

Even if you like it, can one in the mountains and rivers, one in the demon soil, will really have results?

Then the wine lady shook her head. How can a guy of this age care so much? If he loves, who cares so much?

The woman's thoughts continued to spread and think about more things, but a man came to the restaurant.

The man was tall, his hair was tied with a straw at random, and he was wearing a gray robe. Most importantly, he had a sword hanging from his waist.

In the past, Chen Sheng was the only one who could walk in and out of the restaurant.

This is a completely strange face.

Because of the sword hanging around his waist, the few sporadic drinkers soon turned their attention to the tall man.

The man said with a smile to the woman who sold the wine: "a jar of wine, the worst is OK."

The woman was stunned, not distracted, and soon moved a jar of wine from behind. She asked in some doubt, "where are you sitting, my guest?"The tall man pointed to the most remote wine table, just here.

The wine lady's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

Because when the tall man said this, Chen Sheng, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes slightly and then narrowed his eyes.

As he opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes, the sword spirit in the wine shop was full-bodied, like the fog outside.

The restaurant became very depressing.

Chen Sheng is a rare genius in Jianshan. He is different from his several elder martial brothers. They are quite profound in some aspects. Although Chen Sheng can't compare with the other martial brothers in terms of mental Qi, he can make progress in all three aspects.

Chen Sheng went very fast in the cultivation of Kendo and realm.

After crossing the morning and evening, if you want to go to the spring and Autumn period, the road is really not a realm span that can be explained clearly.

What's more, it's a swordsman's journey.

Not everyone is like the one in the book that Li Fuyao saw. The day goes into the morning and the evening, and the spring and Autumn period begins at dusk.

That swordsman can be called "amazing talent" and "gorgeous".

Chen Sheng, though not as bad as that one, can not be regarded as bad, now almost all have touched the threshold of the spring and Autumn period.

Such progress is extremely rare.

However, why Chen Sheng, who has no edge these days, suddenly shows such a style today, which makes the wine seller extremely puzzled.

But at least she knew it had something to do with this big man.

Two swordsmen, one stop and one seat.

It's confrontation. It's not.

Because from the beginning to the end, it was just Chen Sheng's sword spirit lingering around, while the tall man did nothing.

The woman put the wine on the table and went back behind the counter.

From time to time, there were drinkers in the restaurant who got up and left.

It's not that no one wants to know what will happen in the restaurant later. It's just that the sword spirit in the restaurant is too strong, which makes them extremely uncomfortable, and it's also very hate.

Most of the friars of the demon clan have not seen a large picture of swordsmen wielding swordsmen. But they do not know why, in order to remember the humiliation, those ethnic groups even made murals of those war pictures of 6000 years ago and put them in their families. Some of the murals are lifelike, so that everyone who has seen them can feel the situation at that time.

Some disgust, it is into the blood.

It was not until the last drinker got up and left the restaurant that the tall man took the bowl and poured it in.

"You like drinking, why don't I remember?"

This is the first sentence that tall man said today. His voice is calm and steady. It seems that he has experienced many vicissitudes.

Chen Sheng said indifferently: "wine can't kill people."

There was no logic in this sentence, but after saying it, the tall man obviously stopped.

Pick up the bowl of the hand, a little slow.

He looked at the white fish sword on the wine table and praised, "this sword is good, but the swords in the sword pool are also good. In those years, Master preferred you most. You should not change all the swords."

Chen Sheng raised his head and calmly said, "you are not his disciples."

The tall man shook his head. "He always kowtows to him. If we hadn't left, how could Xi Chunan become a senior brother?"

Chen Sheng doesn't speak, which is a strong killing opportunity in the wine shop.

"Don't you forget that there is no use of force in Qingtian city?"

The tall man smiles and looks very gentle.

Chen Sheng didn't want to kill, but he didn't reach out to hold the sword.

The white fish sword trembles slightly, and the sword spirit seeps out of the scabbard.

"You haven't been on the mountain a few days ago. We are not the same kind of people."

"The three of them in xichunan are dead. We went to the mountain a few days ago. In fact, many people went to the mountain, but the mountain was sealed. I can't break the sword array, elder martial brother."

The tall man seemed to say something at will, as if he were pulling the strings with Chen Sheng.

I can't see how much hatred they have.

Chen Sheng is indifferent and speechless. He just takes a look at the woman who sells wine.

The woman was stunned, thought for a moment, and turned to walk inside.

Chen Sheng's momentum has already reached the peak. At this moment, it was supposed to be the scene of pulling out his sword. However, he said, "no one has done wrong without being punished."

The tall man laughed. "I don't think so. Those treacherous people in the world don't live well?"

Chen Sheng nodded, as if to agree with this statement.

"But you will not live well."

The tall man pretended to be surprised and said, "can't you, younger martial brother, have entered the spring and Autumn period and become the most appreciated person of the king Qingtian, or is there a sword immortal green eye?"

There are some unspoken meanings in these words. If they are told frankly, Chen Sheng can't kill him as long as he is not in the spring and Autumn period. Without the relationship between qingtianjun and chaoqingqiu, he can't do it in the city.Chen Sheng was silent and just reached for the white fish sword.

A sword comes out of the wine.

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In the thick fog outside Qingtian City, there is a man with a sword in his arms. He walks into the wine shop with a plain expression.

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