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"Xiaoxiao, do you think Ye Zi is alright?" Lu Xiaoyang wiped the grease off the table and turned around to look at Sun Xiaoxiao, who was deep in thought.

Before Sun Xiaoxiao could reply, Lu Xiaoyang heard a loud and clear voice that made him shudder. He looked towards the door with a pale face.

"If you have the time to care about others, you might as well care about yourself, Junior Apprentice Brother Yun Hao!" The one who spoke was the old man with the goatee.

Lu Xiaoyang saw that the old Daoist's face had turned pale. He took a few steps forward and placed Sun Xiaoxiao behind him. He then bowed to the old Daoist and respectfully said, "Yun Hao greets Third Martial Aunt!"

The old Daoist did not pay any attention to Lu Xiaoyang's reply. Instead, he snorted and said coldly, "You are still a disciple of Wu Dai?"

Lu Xiaoyang, who had already bent over, replied in a low voice, "Yun Hao, I haven't forgotten!"

Sun Xiaoxiao, who only half understood, knew that there was something wrong with her husband. She asked Lu Xiaoyang in a low voice, "What's going on?" Who was Yun Hao? How did you become a Martial Disciple again? "

Lu Xiaoyang was about to explain, but the old Taoist explained first, "Who is Yun Hao? Lu Yunhao is the 23rd generation disciple of Wu Dang, and is also the disciple of Wu Dai Bai Jian Xian! "

"Then what are you all doing here? It's not like I know Yun Hao! " Sun Xiaoxiao felt that there was something strange in the tavern, so she quickly said.

"Don't you know that the person in front of you is Lu Yunhao?!" The old man laughed and coldly said, "Yun Hao, this is your fault. Not only did you not give us candy, you didn't even tell your wife your real name!"

Lu Xiaoyang trembled and protected Sun Xiaoxiao behind him. He took a few steps forward and lowered his head as he replied, "The distance from Jingzhou to Qingzhou is too far. I won't let all of you Martial Uncles get tired!"

"Oh? Then why do we have to praise your sincerity? " The old man stroked his beard and squinted at Lu Xiaoyang, his voice gradually turning cold.

"I don't dare!" Lu Xiaoyang bowed and replied respectfully.

"You know you don't dare, but you still dare to run for so long!" Do you really think that Wu Dang Shan does not have any rules!? " The old Daoist changed his peaceful and benevolent expression and said coldly to Lu Xiaoyang.

Seeing that his face was already torn, Lu Xiaoyang no longer had any respect. Instead, he stood up and looked at his third martial uncle, who was in charge of governing the law. His face was ice-cold as he patted Sun Xiaoxiao's sweating hand and whispered, "It's alright, don't worry!"

"Are you alright? This is a big matter! " The old Daoist took a step forward and stood in front of Lu Xiaoyang. Then, he said, "Yun Hao, have you had enough? It's time to return to the mountain. Your master is also very concerned about you."

"Master?" Lu Xiaoyang sneered. He also remembered that cold roar, 'I will treat it as if I don't have a disciple like you!'

He glanced at the old Daoist and hugged Sun Xiaoxiao tightly. He muttered, "Third Martial Aunt, my master won't miss me. He wishes that I had nothing to do with him." Furthermore, I have already built my family and do not want to return to the mountain anymore! "

"Stop fooling around!" The old Daoist was so angry that his beard was trembling. He pointed at Lu Xiaoyang and cursed, "You shouldn't have been a good Immortal. Be a tavern's waiter, don't you think you're crazy!"

"The immortal qi on the mountain is too dense, I can't even enjoy it!" Glancing at the furious old Daoist, he took a deep breath and replied with satisfaction, "The fragrance of the wine and food here is more suitable for me!"

"Hmph, won't leave?" The old Daoist looked at Lu Xiaoyang deeply, suppressing his anger and asked in a gentle tone.

Lu Xiaoyang shook his head and hugged Sun Xiaoxiao even tighter. He smiled and said, "I can't leave now. That Lu Yunhao of the Wudang Family is dead. Only that Xi Shui Lu Xiaoyang is left!"

"Hmph, even if you don't want to leave today, you still have to!" The old Daoist didn't hear a word of Lu Xiaoyang's words. His face was full of anger as he shouted at the people behind him. He planned to use force to take this disciple of Wu Dang, who refused to return home, away.

"Are you sure?" Lu Xiaoyang looked at the five men and said slowly, "My master is the White Sword Immortal. Are you sure you want to use force?"

The White Sword Immortal, Bai Jingshan!

This is a living signboard on Mount Wudang. You have to tell the old Taoist Ox-nose how powerful the other nine people on the list are, they might not know, but you have to tell him about Mount Baijing, and these Taoists are all shaking like tigers.

Bai Jingshan, they were too familiar with him. It was because they were too familiar with him that they stopped fighting.

Seeing the disciples that didn't dare to move, Discipline Elder Yan Jingshan frowned and said to the disciples, "Since I'm already here, what are you all afraid of?"

These disciples looked at the confident Yan Jing Shao, swallowed their saliva and slowly walked towards Lu Xiaoyang.

Lu Xiaoyang's heart skipped a beat as well. He couldn't help gulping. Was he really going to make a move on these fellow disciples of his?

"Even the world's number one sect can ignore a person's feelings and forcefully take him away?" Li Ye had already rushed to the tavern's door. He saw everything that was happening at the entrance, so he tried to persuade them before he even had time to take a few breaths.

Yan Jingshan looked at the green-eyed youth in front of him and said coldly: "This is Wu Dang Shan's family matter! "Please don't get involved!"

"But the person you want to take away is my brother, my sister's husband! You said that I don't care! " Li Ye said clearly.

After he had finished speaking, he planned to rush into the room, completely ignoring Yan Jingshan's expression.

"I said it's a family matter for the Wu Dang Mountain!" Yan Jingshan took off the sword on his back and blocked Li Ye's path as he explained with a cold expression.

"Like I said, it's my family inside, and it's also my family matter!" Li Ye stretched out his hand to brush away the sword blocking his path, and walked inside the door without saying a word.

Li Ye's actions seemed to have thoroughly angered Yan Jingshan, who was originally angry. He shot a glance at Yan Jingshan, and the sword in his hand also followed his gaze and lashed out towards Li Ye.

However, the result surprised him. This youth who was originally paralyzed by the wine had dodged his attack. Instead, he followed the path of his sword and walked into the house.

"Expert?" Yan Jingshan asked with a glance.

Li Ye did not answer, but just walked inside the house.

Yan Jingshan did not care if Li Ye could catch it or not. He pulled out the short sword in his hand and stabbed it towards Li Ye's body.

Li Ye glanced at the cold light that was shooting towards him and sneered. His fingertip lightly touched the sword's body. With a flick of his wrist, he caught the sword.