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Tie Qingyi went up to the sixth floor. Tian Xin'er sat at the table and was slowly eating the unique 'Braised Pork Paste' of Kui Yuan Tower. However, the green-robed scholar and the purple-clothed young woman were nowhere to be seen.

Tie Qingyi was surprised, "Eh? "Miss Tian, where did those two seniors go?"

"Let's go." Tian Xin'er swallowed the pot in her mouth and said, "We only spoke a few words before they left through the window."

Tie Qingyi went over to the window and looked down. She saw the river water flowing, and the fishing boats on the surface of the water were moving up and down with the waves. Tie Qingyi gave a long sigh as she returned to the table and sat down.

Tian Xin'er said, "Little White, what happened to you?"

Tie Qingyi said, "Master once told me that if I were to meet any descendants of the Duan Clan in the martial arts world, I must humbly ask them for guidance on a major matter. Who would have known that I would miss out on an expert?"

Tian Xin'er said: "How can you be so sure that these two are the descendants of the Duan Clan?"

"In a hundred years, only the Magnificent Sword Skill has the ability to suppress people with sword intent. That senior didn't even unsheathe his sword, and killed me to the point where I'm in a very sorry state. In the martial arts world, other than the legendary descendents, who else has the ability to do so? " Tie Qing's expression was gloomy as he repeatedly sighed.

Tian Xin'er asked curiously: "What question does that respected master want you to ask? Whether it's important or not, you wouldn't be sighing like a grieving woman. "

Tie Qingyi said, "Miss Tian, I can't tell you about this. At that time, my master told you that you can only talk about this matter with Senior Duan, I hope you don't get angry. "

"Tsk." Tian Xin'er curled her lips and said: "If you don't want to talk about it, I wouldn't want to hear it!" He took a small bite of the meat paste and smiled. "But don't always call me 'senior'. I see that sister and the scholar's brother are both very young. You will call me 'elder'."

Tie Qingyi smiled and said: "Martial arts is the stuff of legends. You can't judge a book by its cover." For example, Master Dog Meat, how old do you think he is? "

Tian Xin'er asked, "Monk Wang?" He squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then said with a hint of ridicule, "I can see that guy is only around 30 years old, but he has a heart of a ghost. He looks like he's a cunning old fox."

Tie Qingyi laughed, "Don't say that. If that monk hears it, it will lead to a flurry of nagging." Pausing, he continued, "When I was still seven or eight years old, I heard my master mention the story of the Mount Kongtong and the debauchery in Qingcheng. Judging by the time, the monk should be in his early thirties by then. It was said that the Kongtong Sect had an inner force skill that could protect one's face. However, he had to be a boy, and the Heaven Rooting Bone Matching Fang was able to practice, and he could not get close to a woman for the rest of his life. I'm guessing that Master Dog Meat has indeed learned this inner force skill and his appearance has not changed in the past few decades. "

Tian Xin'er said, "So that's how it is. It's so bitter."

"The two of you are blabbering behind my back, but let my family hear all of it. It looks like in the future, my family will also have to blabber nonsense in the martial arts world." "That's it, haha …" Wang Song walked up the stairs as Old Daoist Yuan glared angrily at Tie Qingyi.

Tian Xin'er let out a "ha" and jumped in front of Wang Song, provoking him: "Monk Wang, what's the matter? Don't tell me you still dare to threaten this lady? " He took a step forward and was about to touch Wang Song's chest.

Wang Song quickly retreated. He bitterly smiled and said, "Good girl, you better not tempt us like this." "Don't think that our family isn't that close to women. If it wasn't for the fact that we didn't have the confidence to deal with that brat, our family would have already used force to fight for the beauty."

Tian Xin'er giggled and turned around to sit beside Tie Qingyi. She held onto the arm of the small white robe and proudly said: "I am intelligent. With a beautiful man by my side, none of you people with ill intentions would dare to take action."

Wang Song grinned, patted his chest and said, "Our family has been raised as monks since childhood, and we have been taught by our teachers. "If I say that I have ill intentions, hehe …" He then turned his gaze towards Old Daoist Yuan and pointed, "I'm afraid there's someone else." The monk was still resentful of the fact that the Daoist took his entire fortune and never forgot to take revenge whenever he had the chance.

"Daoist Priest Yuan is my friend, don't sow discord." Tian Xin'er was not fooled as she muttered: "You even went out of your way to be a monk, drinking wine and eating meat to gamble. Little White, don't you think so? "

Tie Qingyi had learned from her mistake and did not want to be drawn into a feud between monks. The two of them had not succeeded in attacking him downstairs, and now that he was back, they didn't even have the slightest bit of good will towards him. Tian Xin'er had done everything she could to reprimand him. If she failed to say anything, the consequences would be dire.

The only way to resolve the crisis was to change the topic. With a roll of his eyes, he smiled and said, "Miss Tian, did the two seniors not leave any words behind when they left?"

Tian Xin'er said with a "ah" sound, "You really do have something to say. Let me pass it on to the three of you." With her words, Old Daoist Yuan and Wang Song noticed that the scholar and his wife were no longer upstairs.

Tian Xin'er said, "The two of you come over and take a seat as well. This has a lot to do with the Nine Pylorus."

When the two of them heard the words "Nine Pylorus", they no longer messed around and sat on either side of Tie Qingyi and Tian Xin'er. The manager of the restaurant had long since brought the waiter with him a delicious breakfast. He stood by the stairs, not daring to enter as he saw the tense atmosphere. At this point, the storm had abated, and he carefully handed it over, saying, "Use it slowly."

The four sat around the table, eating and chatting.

Tian Xin'er said, "When that big brother scholar left, he said: The Nine Pylorus Demon Corpses have reappeared in the Jianghu. It must be a disaster. But due to the rules of the clan, we cannot meddle in the martial arts of the Central Plains. Fortunately, a few of us blocked the enemy last night, causing the spirit energy of the demon corpse to be greatly damaged.

Wang Song said, "Could it be that the two of them were at the main house last night?"

"We can all hear the sounds of fighting and the bell ringing. How could Young Master Duan and the Madam not notice?" Old Daoist Yuan looked at Tian Xin'er and asked, "Miss Tian, is that all?"

Tian Xin'er said: "Then there's the scholar brother who praises my little white robe, and says that he can receive the Fleeting Time Sword Intent and the Vajra Angry Godly Art. In the future, his cultivation will be limitless, hehe, and I can't tell you a lot of things, even if he is suspected of showing off. I want to tell the little white robe to him in secret."

Wang Song curled his lips and said, "What's so mysterious about that? Could it be even more mysterious than the Nine Pylons? "

Tian Xin'er humphed and said: "What does the Nine Pylorus Pylorus count as? This lady will establish the 'Beauty Sect' to deal with the Nine Pylons. This lady will be the Sect Leader and humbly request that Daoist Yuan take over the post of Great Protector of our sect. "

Old Daoist Yuan stood up and cupped his fist, and said with a stern expression, "We are willing to serve the Sect Leader in my efforts."

Tian Xin'er smiled sweetly, "I knew you would support me. Good friends!"

Wang Song hurriedly said, "Sect Leader Tian, aren't you going to arrange a position for us?"

"No way!" Tian Xin'er rolled her eyes at him and gave him a resolute and decisive answer.

Wang Song immediately blushed from embarrassment and said angrily, "Why not? Which one of us isn't better than this old Taoist? "

Tian Xin'er slammed the table and said with a glare: "Just based on what you can do for me, you will beat up Xiao Bai even if you know you can't beat him." You, Monk Wang, when the wind blows, where would you find the courage to be so righteous? "

He turned to Tie Qingyi and smiled gently, "As for my White Robe, I will condescend to be your escort. He will be in charge of my daily life alone."

"Flower Protector?" Old Daoist Yuan felt a sense of novelty. Seeing Tie Qingyi still sitting on the chair, he calmly reminded her in a loud voice: "Flower Protector, get up quickly and thank the Sect Leader for his reward."

Tie Qingyi gave a start, only to see Old Daoist Yuan scowling coldly. He looked at Wang Song's depressed face, but his eyes were staring back at him. It seemed like the monk was looking for an outlet to vent his anger after being rejected.

Due to the situation, in order to avoid becoming the target of public criticism, Tie Qingyi had no choice but to stand up and imitate Old Daoist Yuan.