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After giving the antidote to Elder Cheng, Huang'er was about to get up and leave.
At this moment, the little beggar girl ran to Huang'er's side, looked at her and said, "Big sister Huang'er, you're really amazing!"
Huang'er patted the beggar's head and said, "Little brother, when you grow up, you can also be this powerful!"
After Elder Cheng told the beggars to take the antidote from Du Wu, his expression seemed to have calmed down a lot. He looked at Huang'er and the other three and said, "From the sound of your voices, you don't sound like local people. What are you guys sitting at Yue Yang Tower for?!"
Zhang Linxuan pointed to the lakeshore across them and said, "Sir, we are here to participate in the 'Beggar's Gang' Great Assembly!"
Elder Cheng, the beggar, said, "Oh, but it's too early for you all to come. It will only start during the Central Origin Festival!"
Zhang Linxuan glanced at him, unable to see through his identity. He said, "You're right, but we came from far away. It's better for us to arrive early than late!"
Elder Cheng nodded his head and said: "That's right, it looks like you have all just arrived. In order to thank you for saving my life, I will bring you all to visit Yue Yang City today, are you willing to come with me?!"
Murong Feng spread out his fan and said, "That's great, but I've heard that there are two things called Dong Ting Lake: returning fish and silver needles. Old beggar, why don't you bring us to him?!"
Huang'er teased Murong Feng, "You haven't even fully recovered from your injuries. You're always so greedy for food!"
Murong Feng held his head high and said seriously, "Isn't life just about eating and drinking?!"
Huang'er glanced at him and said, "You are just a useless fool. A dog will never be able to get rid of its habit of eating sh * t!"
Mu Rong Feng grabbed Zhang Lin Xuan from behind and casually said to Huang'er, "Yes, I'm not as good as your Brother Xuan. He's honest and his martial arts aren't bad, but your Brother Xuan is infatuated with you!"
Huang'er knew he was making fun of her, but she had gotten used to Murong Feng's jokes over the past few months, so she no longer felt embarrassed.
Huang'er walked over and wanted to grab Murong Feng. As she walked, she said, "See if I can't rip that rotten mouth of yours to shreds!"
When Murong Feng saw that Huang'er wanted to capture him, he immediately ran away. He spoke to Huang'er who was behind him in a provocative manner, "Come, come and capture me!"
Huang'er knew that Murong Feng's qinggong was too powerful and that she wasn't his opponent. She only gave him a scare and stopped chasing him.
Seeing the two of them fooling around, the crowd couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After the two of them had had enough, Elder Cheng stood up while trembling and said: "Everyone, I see that everyone has not eaten yet, how about I first bring you guys to find a place to eat before we go to Yue Yang City? What do you think?!"
Zhang Linxuan immediately went over to support him and said, "That's fine, Martial Uncle. What do you think?!"
Wu Zhengdao didn't object.
Thus, Zhang Lin Xuan supported Elder Cheng's beggar son while Huang'er led the little beggar girl to the door of 'Jing Xiangxiang'.
The waiter looked at everyone with a strange expression, but he didn't dare to say anything. He brought them to a table and sat them down.
While the several people were waiting for the dishes to arrive, Zhang Linxuan saw that there were many people in the other seats looking at him.
Zhang Linxuan was about to ask Wu Zhengdao what was going on when Murong Feng looked at him and whispered in his ear, "These people are not simple people. Be careful!"
Zhang Lin Xuan was confused. He asked, "We don't know them, so what can they do to us?!"
Murong Feng looked around, pointed at the sword in Zhang Lin Xuan's hand, and said in a low voice, "It seems that everyone in the martial arts world knows about this!"
Zhang Linxuan did not believe him and said, "Impossible! We just arrived here! Who's so strong?!"
Murong Feng took a sip of tea and said, "There have been many people who have coveted your sword in the martial arts world for a long time. You are just a weakling, nothing more than that!"
At this time, a middle-aged Daoist walked over, glanced over Zhang Linxuan and the others, then cupped his fists across his chest and said, "Everyone, I am Wu Xiang from the Emptiness Sect. I would like to make friends with everyone here. Would everyone like to show me some face?!"
Murong Feng got up, bowed, and said, "So you're the famous Wu Xiang, ah, I've heard that you're invincible in the Northwest with your Shadowless Fist, and there's only one word in your name, 'Revive Murong'. Today you're acquainted with the Taoist here, it's truly a blessing of three lifetimes!"
Wu Xiangzi sized up Murong Feng and said, "I've long heard that there is a master of lightness skills in the Central Plains, known as the Flying Leopard Cat. He said that he could pass through water without leaving a trace and tread on snow without leaving a trace. "The martial arts world is truly filled with talented people. Every generation is stronger than the previous!"
Murong Feng saw Wu Xiangzi spitting lotus flowers and didn't want to interact with him too much, so he replied humbly, "Thank you, Taoist Master Miao, I'll let you know!" With that, he sat down.
Wu Xiangzi glanced at Zhang Linxuan and said, "This humble one looks at this young man with extraordinary bearing and extraordinary bearing. I wonder if there is any fate that allows us to meet?!"
Zhang Lin Xuan saw this person's tact and appearance, so he didn't have any good impression of him. But since this person had taken the initiative to get to know him, and wasn't easy to refuse, he got up and cupped his fists together. "I'm Zhang Lin Xuan. It's good to meet you!"
Wu Xiangzi pretended to be profound as he said, "The Qilin is in your hand. It's very dignified and powerful. What a good name!"
Those who knew what he meant would know that he meant what he said, but Zhang Linxuan ignored him. Even Martial Awareness had no intention of ignoring him. He just stood to the side, eating some peanuts as he watched the scene on the street.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, but Wu Xiangzi had no intention to leave. He lowered his eyes a little and said to Wu Zhengyi, "Fellow cultivator, we met by fate today. Why don't we discuss the Dao together?"
Wu Zhengdao did not even look at him and said, "The Daoist's path of cultivation is different from mine. The so-called 'Dao is not the same'! "Please!"
Wu Zhengzi was about to say something to Wu Zhengdao when a voice came from afar, "Wuxiong, you are really thick-skinned. Other people don't want to talk to you, what are you still licking your face for?!"
Wu Xiangzi was already embarrassed enough to begin with, yet some reckless fool was still talking nonsense on the side.
Wu Xiangzi turned around, wanting to see which bold lunatic would meddle in his own business.
He looked over his shoulder and saw a tall and thin man in his thirties standing in the middle of the aisle. His facial features were inconspicuous, but the beard he had on his face was particularly conspicuous.
Wu Zhengzi smiled when he saw the man. He said, "May I ask who you are …"
Who knew that person's face was full of impatience. He waved his hand and said, "Don't care about who I am. If you disturb everyone, you will become a bastard!"
When Wu Xiangzi heard that this guy dared to call him a bastard from nowhere, anger rose in his heart.