It's noisy?

Go far away?

The tea that Mr. Pei had just sent into his mouth almost didn't spew out. Such a wonderful sword was regarded as a joke. He was really accused of this sword. He was very eager to see what the expression would look like when the sword was stabbed out in the window.

But after just thinking about it, Mr. Pei realized that something was wrong because the person said: It was too noisy.

How could this sword be noisy? All information, including the sound, has been converted into the power of soul condensed into the sword, and there is no sound at all. To say noisy, either it is a cause of trouble or... what did he feel?

Mr. Pei looked around, and Tietou and another subordinate also had an inexplicable expression. They did not notice any sound, nor could they sense any changes in the power of the soul in the sword. It is precisely because of this that Yi Jianqing dared to stand under the window outside the house and use it slowly.

But the other party was quarreling.

Mr. Pei couldn't help but look up at the young face that had not yet completely faded from his childishness.

Is it the boy who is ignorant? Or has the boy noticed something?

Mr. Pei could not confirm it. But since he was an opponent who could kill all directions in Baozhilin and even the most capable Yan Xiang under his command could not be spared, Mr. Pei was more inclined to be with the latter.

But the more this happens, Mr. Pei is more and more looking forward to this sword. The depth of this strange boy can probably be seen, right?

Unexpectedly, Yijianqing had not moved for a long time. He was also holding his head up and looking at the young man who was poking his head out of the window. After hesitating for several seconds, the light flowing like a clear spring in his hand began to fade away slowly and finally turned back to his original appearance as a bamboo sword.

"I'm disturbing." He held the sword and said to the young man who poked his head out of the window.

"Yes." The boy nodded, then withdrew his head and shut down the fan.

Yi Jianqing stood there, and after a while, he turned around and walked straight towards Mr. Pei and the others.

Tietou subconsciously wanted to go forward to stop him, so Mr. Pei waved his hand and stopped him.

Yi Jianqing soon arrived in front of them, and said nothing. He took the half bowl of tea that Mr. Pei had just drank, and then drank it all in one go.

"Give me another cup." He stretched the tea bowl to Mr. Pei's subordinates. The subordinate was still hesitating, but Mr. Pei had raised his hand and signaled him to add it.

After drinking the second cup of tea, Yi Jianqing let out a long sigh. He turned around and saw that the runners of Happy Lin Restaurant were still guarding the store door in a regular manner. As long as the customers had not left, he could not rest.

Yijian Qing waved to the paotang, and the paotang hurriedly ran over.

"What are the instructions for the guest officer?" He didn't seem to care about what had just happened, but asked Yijianqing about his duties.

"Let me find the house money," he said.

"Oh?" Paotang was stunned.

"It should be no longer needed." Yi Jianqing said.

"Oh, the guest manager wait a moment, this will be given to you." After saying that, Paotang went. Yijianqing stood opposite Mr. Pei's table and exhaled a long sigh.

"Fortunately, I didn't accept your order." Yi Jianqing suddenly said.

"What happens if you pick it up?" Mr. Pei asked.

"If I accept it, I have to find money for you." Yijianqing said.

"Sir, aren't sure?" said Mr. Pei.

Yijianqing smiled.

As the most famous killer, the other party just opened the window and said that it might be the most common request between neighbors. His killer move that had been accumulating for a long time was undoubtedly an embarrassing thing, but at this moment Yi Jianqing seemed to be embarrassed.

"Do you want to make an idea about him?" Yijianqing said.

Mr. Pei did not answer.

"I don't know if you know who he is?" Yijianqing said.

"Who is he?" Mr. Pei was puzzled. Could this young man be a famous master?

"His name is Lu Ping." Yi Jianqing said.

"Lu Ping?" Mr. Pei was stunned, "Lu Ping wanted by the Xuan Army Empire?"

"It's not now." Yijian Qing said.

"How do you say this?"

"Just yesterday, he broke into Xuanjun City alone and killed nearly half of the Xuanjun Protecting Congress." Yijianqing said.

"How is this possible?" Mr. Pei blurted out.

The strength of Xuanjun protecting the Congress is in the four major academies, and the six powerful people dare not take it lightly. Now they say that they have been killed by a young man. Who would believe such a thing?

"I originally didn't believe it either. But now, I'm starting to doubt it." Yi Jianqing said, putting the tea bowl back on the table, and the dormitory had already sent back the money he had recovered. Yi Jianqing took it and threw it into his arms after a few minutes. Then he stroked his bamboo sword and smiled at Mr. Pei and said, "You can do it." After that, he turned his head and left without hesitation.

Mr. Pei's expression was obviously a little uneasy at this time. First, how could anyone have such strength? This is too incredible. So even Yijianqing finally said that he was a little suspicious at first, but did not believe it. Second, no matter how the killing of Xuan Army and protecting the National Assembly was done, if it really happened, it would be a major event that could affect the general trend of the world. It would have a profound impact on the other two empires and many other forces. How to use it is very important.

"Mr. Pei." Tietou stepped forward at this time, as if he knew that the news was extraordinary and they had to do something.

"Let everyone go and check it out immediately and confirm the news." Mr. Pei said.

"Yes." Tie Head took the order and turned around and was about to leave.

"And." Mr. Pei remembered something again and suddenly called him.

Bang!

The window of Room No. 1 was suddenly pushed open again at this time, which shocked Mr. Pei and stopped what he was about to say.

This time, half of his body was poked out from the window, but it was not the one who had been before. He looked around desperately, and kept shouting, "Where are there?"

"I asked him to go farther." Behind him was the boy just now, Lu Ping, who poked his head out and looked at him.

"You really don't know the goods! Do you know who that is?" The man in front shouted indignantly. Although his body had shrunk back, his voice still floated out. Without any treatment, the cultivators like Mr. Pei and others could hear it clearly.

"Who is it?" Lu Ping asked.

"Yi Jian Qing! The most famous killer in the world!" Morin shouted.

"Is that so? Will he come back?" Lu Ping said.

"Who knows?" Morin said, his face full of disappointment. "I have long admired Daming, and I really want to meet him!"

"Maybe I'll come back again."

"Hope..."

The most famous killer in the world is probably many people who hope to never be caught by such a terrible person in their entire lives. But the conversation between these two teenagers was so strange that it was speechless. Mr. Pei had just forgotten what he told Tietou. After thinking about it, he was about to speak again when another sound came from the window. The young man raised his hand and pointed at the three of them and asked, "Who are those people?"

"Let's have breakfast." Lu Ping had seen three more people long ago, so he didn't pay much attention to it and replied casually.

"Why do I feel familiar?" Morin said.

"Isn't it just the good guy who invited us to dinner last night?" Lu Ping said.

"Who are you so good! That's the same group as the ones who robbed our magic weapons." Morin said.

This weird conversation once again left Mr. Pei and others speechless, but Morin continued: "I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about the one in the middle."

In the middle, of course, it was Mr. Pei. As soon as Molin said this, the three of them were stunned. Mr. Pei couldn't help but look at the window carefully. He was facing Molin's eyes and didn't look at him. He suddenly realized something. He was shocked, but his face was still as confused as before. He shook his head and stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Tietou and the other two were puzzled, but they knew that Mr. Pei's actions had always been intentional, so they didn't ask much and hurriedly followed.

"Who is that?" Lu Ping asked Morin in the window.

"It's been too long, and I can't remember it clearly, it seems to be a bit like it." Morin said.

"Who do you like?" Lu Ping asked.

"When I was a child, a gentleman in my family, if I remember correctly, his surname should be Pei." When Morin said this, his voice suddenly became louder, fearing that others would not hear it.

As soon as he said this, Tietou was shocked. Did the young man really know Mr. Pei? What he mentioned was the past of Mr. Pei whom he didn't even know.

Mr. Pei obviously heard what Molin said to him on purpose. Everyone was a cultivator, and pretending not to hear it seemed a little unreasonable. His expression remained unchanged, turned around, looked at the window and smiled, "I heard it, little brother, you have recognized the wrong person."

"Okay." Molin stood in the window and muttered angrily, "I admit my mistake, Uncle Pei has obviously died long ago."
Chapter completed!