The winter in the north is very cold, with the howling wind and occasionally snow. In such a time, people are reluctant to go out most of the time. Therefore, the restaurant business was not very good in previous winters, but this year was destined to be an exception. The plum blossom thief disappeared for 30 years ago and reappeared in the martial arts city in Baoding City. In addition, the reputation of the first beauty Lin Xianer is far away. This year, Baoding City gathered people from all directions and became particularly lively.

As for Li Zhichang's feat in Tianju Tower ten days ago, Tianju Tower's business improved greatly. In addition, the shopkeeper Qian from Tianju Tower invited the "Daguanlou" to talk about the old man who said "Taiban Kuaishou". This storyteller brought the story of Li Zhichang's interpretation of the eighteen years of hatred in the Central Plains and Tiechuanjia. Tianju Tower has a constant stream of visitors every day, and it was hiding in the past ten days that Wanyun Tower, the No. 1 Restaurant opposite Baoding, was overwhelmed. However, the glory has ended here. Today, a storyteller master was invited opposite Tianju Tower, who brought a new story. Yesterday, the rich customers in the restaurant all ran there.

To be honest, if the story told by Manager Qian knew about it, even he would want to listen to it himself. He, this time he lost it.

On the second floor of Wanyun Building, there is a pair of grandparents and grandchildren in the middle of the restaurant. Grandpa is a white-haired old man in a long gown, and granddaughter is a girl with big braids. The girl with big braids is very beautiful. There are thousands of girls in this world who have braids, but this one must be the best one. People can't help but think so, even she herself thinks so, so it can be seen that she loves her braids very much. There are many drinkers around staring at the girl with big braids. The girl with braids is very generous and doesn't care at all.

The old white-haired man lit a dry tobacco, and his face was already very old with wrinkles. He spit out the smoke ring and said, "Hong'er, what story should we tell today?"

It turned out that the girl with braids was named Hong'er. Her eyes were circulating, as if she wanted to hook the man's soul. She pouted and said, "Grandpa, don't tell the story of plum blossom thieves anymore. I've heard it for seventy or eighty times."

The old man smiled, took another breath of cigarette, and said, "Today we won't tell the story of the plum blossom thief. We will have big events happening in the world in the world in the world." When they heard that it was a big event in the world in the world, these people in the world raised their ears and sounded very curious. What big events have they hadn't heard of?

Hong'er said: "What big thing is it, how big is it?"

The old man said: "Do you still remember the story of the weapon chart that grandpa told you before?"

Hong'er's eyes seemed to be emitting light and said, "I know, I like the story of Little Li Tanhua the most, 'Little Li's flying knife is indeed a false one." It's so amazing." It seems that Li Xun, Huan's flying knife can not only kill people's lives, but also take away the girl's heart.

The old man touched Hong'er's head: "Today, let's not tell the story of Li Tanhua."

Hong'er pouted and said, "It's boring."

The old man changed his mind and said, "But the owner of the story I told today are all friends of Xiao Li Tanhua."

Hong'er said, "Then grandpa, why don't you tell me quickly."

The old man said, "Okay."

The old man said: "Do you remember who ranked ninth in Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum?"

Hong'er said, "'The green demon cries on the sun, the red demon cries on the night, the two demons cries together, the heaven and earth change color'."

The old man said, "Yes, although Bai Xiaosheng only ranks his brother Qing Mo Yi in the weapon list, the martial arts skills of the two brothers are not different, and there are few people in the martial arts world who can match them. But they are already dead."

Hong'er said: "These two people have such great skills. Who killed them? Could it be that Xiao Li Tanhua took action?"

The old man said, "It really has something to do with Xiao Li Tanhua. The Red Demon Hand Yi Ye cried in a tavern to kill innocent people. Unfortunately, the unlucky thing met Xiao Li Tanhua. However, the Red Demon Hand did not die under Xiao Li's flying knife, but died on a sword."

Hong'er said, "I understand, he must have died at the hands of the Songyang Iron Sword Hero Guo!" The only one who ranks above the ninth weapon spectrum is the only one who uses the sword. Not only Hong'er thinks that way, but even the surrounding viewers think so.

The old man shook his head and said, "It's not Guo Daxia. If Guo Daxia and Xiao Li Tanhua met them, they would have started fighting long ago." Everyone thought to themselves, and they were talking, one third and the other fourth, the two were simply natural opponents. Fortunately, these two never met, otherwise they would definitely fight. By then, whoever dies will be the loss of the righteous path.

Hong'er said: "It's not that Guo Daxia, who else can have such a high swordsman in the world today? You must know that even Xie Tianling, the leader of Tiannan's No. 1 swordsman, met the Red Demon Hand in the past, couldn't do anything about him. Instead, he was injured by the Red Demon Hand."

He couldn't help but speak, "Who is that? Old man, please tell me quickly?"

Everyone said, "Don't keep it aside, talk."

The old man pressed his hand to everyone and said, "Let the old man take a breath of cigarette." Then he spat out a smoke ring with satisfaction, and slapped a piece of a candle on the table, and he only heard him say, "This time, we don't talk about the Zhou, Qin, Han and Tang, the rise and fall of the ages, and only talk about the unmistakable grievances in the world. Killing the Red Demon Hand is a young man, less than twenty years old, and I only heard that the young man was called 'A Fei', and no one knows what his surname is, but he spends the night in the Shen Family Ancestral Hall in the city every day. The sword he used was really not a sword, it was just a piece of iron that was more than three feet long, neither sword edge nor sword thigh, nor even the hilt of the sword. He only nailed it to it with two pieces of cork, even the hilt of the sword. But he used this sword, and with just one sword, he cut the throat of the Red Demon Hand."

Hong'er said: "What a powerful sword, then who is better, his sword or Guo Daxia's sword?"

The old man said, "If you talk about sword skills, it is naturally that Hero Guo is even more powerful, but if the two fight for life and death, then it's not sure. However, these two swords were actually the two most powerful swords in the world before, but unfortunately there is another sword that may still be above the two swords?"

Hong'er held her cheek and asked, "Grandpa, please tell me who else has a more powerful sword?"

The old man seemed to be afraid of the sword and sighed, "Is that a sword that no one has ever seen it unsheathed?"

Hong'er said strangely: "Since this sword has never been sheathed, how do you know it is very powerful?"

The old man said, "Because the master of this sword wants to kill people, he no longer needs to draw the sword, or the master of this sword has not met someone who can let him draw the sword?"

Hong'er said: "Maybe his master has not met a real master!"

The old man smiled and said, "Do you know that the brother Qingmoshouyi of Chijiu is dying at this person's hands, or not asking him to die at this person's hands."

Hong'er said: "What does this mean?"

The old man said seriously: "The Green Demon Hand Yi cried to the man three thousand heavy moves, and he didn't even touch the corner of the man's clothes, and finally he was exhausted to death. So from beginning to end, the man never took action, and the man never drew his sword." He said, as if he was watching with his own eyes when the two fought.

Hong'er said, "What's that person's name?"

The old man said, "That man is a Taoist priest, whose name is Li Zhichang. No one knows his origin, but it is said that he has a friendship with Li Tanhua."

A spectator said, "I know this person. I heard that more than ten days ago, this person was holding a golden silk armor and taught the young owner of Zangjian Villa a lesson in Tianjulou opposite him."
Chapter completed!