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Old Daoist Yuan's face was ashen. He truly regretted not stopping this shameless monk at the Immortal Cloud Inn. How could he learn from others to make a bet? How could he be a disciple of a famous sect? He was clearly no different from a gambler on the streets.

It was a rare occurrence to see such a grand successor once in a hundred years. He thought that this fellow would be able to restrain himself a little. He didn't expect that he would disgrace himself once he arrived here. Seeing that he still had his head held high and his chest puffed up in pride, he wished that he could kick him out of the corner of his mouth, which was still grinning from ear to ear.

Angry, the young woman's accent slowly dropped. Duan Wuxie had originally been forced to submit to Tie Qingyi's power and influence as a servant. This was already a great humiliation.

At that moment, his mind raced as he thought, "This person's sword intent is peerless. Only the owner of the Fleeting Sword has such exceptional skills. It's best not to take any risks." Since he had already been mocked once, what was the harm in trying again? Moreover, taking advantage of this opportunity to leave is just the right time to get rid of Tie Qingyi's control, so I won't go back on my words. In the future when he meets Tie Qingyi, he can only say that he was scared away by the master of the Fleeting Sword.

Thinking of this, the young woman didn't wait for the word 'three' to open her mouth and turned to leave. Once he started, Gao Yu was no fool. No matter how important his reputation was, it was not as valuable as his life. He didn't say anything else and followed behind with his head lowered.

Hearing the surprised boos from the crowd behind them, the two blushed. They quickened their pace and just as they reached the stairs, they saw the two of them entering from the second floor and were about to head upstairs.

The person walking in front was dressed in a white robe and it was Tie Qingyi. He raised his head to meet the two of them face to face and spoke to them with the tone of a host, "Duan Wuxie, Gao Yu, it seems like you guys have finished your breakfast." It just so happens that I have something to discuss with the two of you, so don't go. Follow me upstairs.

Gao Yu and Duan Wuxie were pleasantly surprised and frustrated. With Tie Qingyi's sudden appearance, the two of them did not have to scram. Being able to protect their reputation without losing their lives was a pleasant surprise.

He regretted that the two of them didn't hurry and get out of here as long as they could hang on for a little longer. They wouldn't lose face in front of everyone and cause a lot of boos and boos.

Tie Qingyi saw the strange expressions on their faces and laughed. "What's wrong? Are you two still not used to being ordered around by others …" While he was speaking, the person had already climbed up to the third floor and abruptly stopped midway.

The moment his right foot touched the ground of the third floor, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. It was as if an invisible sword had pierced into his heart.

Tie Qingyi's eyes flashed, and the scholar's right hand, which had been resting on the hilt of his sword, slowly lifted up his left foot from the stairs and firmly stood at the foot of the stairs. However, his right hand reached into his clothes and held the black sword, not moving at all. A faint purple qi rose up from his face, and a gentle force covered his entire body, slowly spreading outwards.

The crowd upstairs suddenly felt the heavy pressure from before lighten a little. They all let out a long breath, feeling a lot better. The young woman's expression changed slightly. She looked at Tie Qingyi in surprise, then looked at her husband. She did not say anything and retreated to the side of the table.

A cold glint flashed across the scholar's eyes as he nodded at Tie Qingyi: "Very good, very good." He clenched his five fingers tightly around the hilt of his sword.

Tie Qingyi suddenly took a step forward. As soon as the scholar's right hand grasped the sword hilt, Tie Qingyi absentmindedly felt an invisible sword intent immediately pierce his left rib. With a thought, his mind moved and he dodged to the side.

The scholar's eyes seemed to be closed, and he glared at the living beings below. Tie Qingyi's pupils rapidly contracted. Suddenly, all the people and things upstairs disappeared, leaving behind only the green-gowned scholar.

As he willed it, the scholar's green robe fluttered as his long sword was unsheathed. An illusory cyan light flashed and coiled about. Tie Qingyi's pupils lit up as he pointed towards his chest. His flying finger pointed his body to the side, as if he was stabbing down with his Darksteel Dark Sword. This move was truly amazing.

The green-robed scholar seemed to slightly move, and once again, he struck out with his sharp blade towards his chest. Tie Qingyi's expression changed. The Black Iron Chiropractic sword slashed out eight times in a row, and sweat began to trickle down from the sides of his temples.

These eight swords were the core moves of the unparalleled Yin Yang Dispersion Sword Art. There was an attack in between, but Tie Qingyi was too exhausted to take the opportunity to attack.

The people upstairs all revealed looks of surprise. The green-robed scholar in front of them had clearly not moved from his original position, but everyone could feel a sharp sword Qi brushing against their faces and they could not help but retreat.

Although Tie Qingyi did not move at all, his right hand was still in his bosom, wiggling continuously. His two cheeks were dripping with sweat and his eyes were unfocused.

Old Yuan and Wang Song looked at each other in amazement. The two of them were outstanding figures from the Four Major Sects, and their knowledge of martial arts was even greater than that of the Two Evils. From the looks of it, Tie Qingyi's willpower had already countered the green-robed scholar's Magnificent Sword Intent and Vajra's Staring Divine Art, and he was at a disadvantage.

From the moment Tie Qingyi went upstairs to the moment the two of them engaged in their mental battle, only an instant had passed. At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard from the stairs. The person behind Tie Qingyi walked up and patted her shoulder. "Little White, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a strong wave of strength surged out from Tie Qingyi's shoulder. That person was caught off guard and with a "Ouch!", he staggered and crashed into the staircase railing. He almost fell down.

It was the flirtatious Tian Xin'er. She placed her hand on the banister as her body lightly floated up, circled around the banister once, and dispelled the impact of Tie Qingyi as she landed beside him. This movement technique was extremely beautiful. Its posture was marvelous and its body was graceful. It was as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world. The young woman and the monk cheered in unison.

After receiving the force of her slap, Tie Qingyi was jolted awake from his thoughts.

The green-gowned scholar laughed heartily as he retracted his cultivation. He praised, "A young person's abilities must be respected. Young Hero is truly a martial arts cultivator."

Tie Qingyi raised her sleeve to wipe her sweat, bowed, and sincerely said: "Senior's swordsmanship is superb, thank you for being lenient. This junior is sincerely convinced."

Everyone was confused and didn't know what was going on. Duan Wuxie and Gao Yu could vaguely see the clues, and could not help but be overjoyed. Since the young woman did not shout the word "three," it seemed that the crisis had subsided and could not be feigned ignorance. She had to be sensible and ensure peace.

The two hastily went forward and bowed. They said in unison: "I am blind and do not recognize your face. I have offended you so please forgive me."

The young woman glanced at her husband, but the green-robed scholar only gave a "hmph" and said nothing. Gao Yu and Duan Wuxie were sweating profusely, yet they did not dare to stand up straight.

At this moment, the crowd on the second floor finally understood that it wasn't because Duan Wuxie and Gu Ruoyun were useless, but because this scholar and his wife had great backgrounds and were people no one could afford to offend.

Tian Xin'er noticed the strange situation and also saw the large stack of banknotes in front of Wang Song's table. She had expected something to be amiss, so she walked over to the table and asked in a low voice.

Wang Song was a man of his heart. He had been waiting for the young woman to call out the word "three". How could he possibly have time to talk to Tian Xin'er? Seeing the two of them apologizing, the young woman hurriedly shouted out: "Old man Duan, your dog eyes do not recognize gold and jade, and you are using obscenities today. How can you slander the noble body of a lady with your words? Hurry up and get lost! "

Duan Wuxie and Gao Yu hated that they couldn't cut this monk into pieces, but the scholar and the young woman did not utter a single word. The two of them bowed and did not dare move.

In this situation, Tian Xin'er had called over the restaurant manager and had listened to his brief explanation. Tian Xin'er came from the Jadeblood Lovers Sect, so after some consideration, she had a general idea of what to do.

There were not many people in this world that could cause evil spirits like Duan Wuxie and Gao Yu to tremble in fear. They all glared at Wang Song and said, "Monk Wang, you only know how to do bad things." Ying Ying walked in front of the young woman, curtsied, and said, "Tian Xin'er greets elder sister."

The young woman held onto Tian Xin'er and smiled: "You are the number one beauty in the martial arts world? "She really is as beautiful as a fairy. Just now, I said that I wanted to get to know you, little sister. I didn't expect that I would actually meet you."

Tian Xin'er sweetly said: "Elder sister is teasing little sister. I heard her voice, it was really sweet and pleasant." From what little sister sees, big sister, you must have a beautiful appearance, maybe even more beautiful? "

The young woman giggled and said, "Little sister really knows how to talk. It's a pity that in terms of age, I'm not really big sister. I'm almost your aunt."

Tian Xin'er shook her head and said, "I don't believe it. Let my sister see." After she finished speaking, she lifted a corner of the veil and stuck her head in.

"Aiya!" With a scream, Tian Xin'er put down the muslin and pouted, "Big Sister you're lying. You're obviously prettier than me, but you said that you're my aunt. "In my opinion, big sister is Xin'er's little sister. No one denies that you're so bad."

The young woman giggled and said to the scholar, "Mister Duan, this little girl is very funny. I like her."

The scholar's stern face revealed a trace of a smile. Everyone upstairs was silent at first, but no one dared to make a sound. Upon seeing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Tian Xin'er took the opportunity to strike the iron while it was still hot and said in a delicate voice, "I also feel that I am on good terms with you. How about you let me take the lead and invite me to the sixth floor for a drink?" The girl seemed to have gotten drunk from drinking too much. In the morning, she had just been forced by Tie Qingyi's inner force to emit the smell of alcohol, and was again addicted to it.

The young woman laughed and said, "It's not convenient for me to drink this wine. However, as a young girl, I have to give her face."

Tian Xin'er was overjoyed and extended her hand, "Big Sister, please."

The young woman's gaze swept across Duan Wuxie and Gao Yu. Before she could say anything, Tian Xin'er grabbed onto the young woman and rushed to say, "Big sister, these two are my Young Master's personal guards. Please don't be angry, okay?"

"Your young master?" The young woman looked at Tie Qingyi and suddenly recognized him. She said with a smile: "Could it be that you want to compete in martial arts and steal the beauty of Tie Qingyi? The little brother who jumped out of the window? "

Tie Qingyi's face turned red as he clasped his hands together, "Tie Qingyi greets Madam."

The young woman couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, big sister understands. So the person that I hugged this morning was you, little sister!"

Tian Xin'er coquettishly said, "Big Sister is so annoying." He half pulled and half dragged the young woman upstairs.

With the protagonist gone, the show ended. The green-gowned scholar coldly glared at the two, turned around, and followed them upstairs.

A huge weight on Duan Wuxie's heart fell to the ground. He never thought that at such a critical moment, Tian Xin'er would be the one who saved his life.

Gao Yu straightened his body and stared blankly at Tian Xin'er's alluring back. They both had complicated expressions on their faces. Tian Xin'er's sweet words had saved them from disaster. For a moment, their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.