Zhao Kun sneered.

He looked around and noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, the guests in the lobby had quietly retreated and seemed empty.

Obviously, Zhao Guangsheng had already set his sights on him.

"Junior Brother Zhao is still so cautious, but don't worry, even though I have not come alone, I will not call anyone to surround you."

Zhao Guangsheng smiled and clapped his hands.

The trembling shop clerk walked up with a plate of finely cut beef, a roast chicken, four plates of wine and side dishes, and a large jar of wine.

"The place is simple and delicious, but it has a unique flavor. I wonder if Junior Brother Zhao is pleased with me and have a drink with me?"

Zhao Guangsheng said, looking at Qin Si in men's clothes behind him, and said:

"Everyone Qin can also sit down together."

Qin Si did not answer, looked at Zhao Kun and frowned slightly.

This person even knows her identity, but he is probably already targeting Zhao Kun, but he has always been low-key and has a low-key presence in the Nanling Sword Sect.

Why is this person targeting him and others?

"You seem to be waiting for me this time."

Zhao Kun's face darkened.

Zhao Guangsheng is an abandoned disciple of Nanling, and there are many disciples of the Sword Sect who are chasing him, but he is not included.

First, he had some friendship with Zhao Guangsheng back then, and secondly, he just borrowed the name of the Nanling Sword Sect to cover up himself.

Therefore, he really couldn't understand the purpose of Zhao Guangsheng.

"Drink and reminisce about the past."

Zhao Guangsheng smashed the mud seal on the wine jar and poured three bowls of wine in full:

"Please!"

"Since the day you joined the Liansheng Sect, our friendship has ended! What other wine will you drink?"

Zhao Kun was too lazy to play with him, and his tone was cold and hard:

"If you have something to say, just say something, let go if you have fart!"

The Nanling Sword Sect is also a famous sect in Qingzhou. After all, the secretly mastered martial arts were stolen and defected. How could he let him go?

The reason why he can survive to this day is because he has already joined the Liansheng Sect and is the helm leader of the mansion.

Facing Zhao Kun's bad attitude, Zhao Guangsheng didn't care, but smiled, meaningful:

"Junior Brother Zhao, do you really have to be so tense? It is important to know that we are all the people..."

"I don't know what's up."

Zhao Kun was about to leave with a smile, but his heart was stuttering.

Qin Si's brows also frowned slightly.

Seeing Zhao Kun turning around and leaving, Zhao Guangsheng didn't stop him and said softly:

"In the past, there was a mountain, and there was a Taoist temple in the mountains. In the Taoist temple, there was an old Taoist priest and seven little Taoist boys. Later, the seven little Taoist boys each received seven or eight smaller Taoist boys..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

The cold light enveloped the entire teahouse. Zhao Kun turned around and set out his sword. The afterimage of the sword light filled the entire space, like a forest and a mountain, pressing towards Zhao Guangsheng like a sky and a earth.

However, the latter was calm and raised the wine bowl and drank it all.

call!

The sword shadow dissipated, Zhao Kun's face turned cold. He pressed the sword shadow. After the light of his light swept across the tea shop, he saw figures appearing, all with swords and weapons, and murderous intent was tremendous.

“Haha~”

Zhao Guangsheng invited him again and chuckled:

"The noble man invited me and could not refuse. You should drink a glass of water and drink it and go with me!"

With a sword in front of Qin Si, Zhao Kun's face was extremely gloomy. He was about to say something when he suddenly heard a sound from outside.

It is neither high nor low, but it is like wind and thunder suddenly coming, filling the house.
Chapter completed!