For the first time, he felt a little strange.

"minister......"

Han Changgong bowed his hand and bowed his head:

"Retreat!"

The hall returned to peace. After a long sigh, a long sigh flashed and disappeared:

"I......"

...........

In the middle of winter, there are many lively places in Nanliang City.

Especially after the reopening, Yangxiao Hall was even more crowded. Amid the noise, several waiters were busy kicking the back of the head and sweating all over.

Tieshan leaned lazily behind the counter, and looked at the guests in the restaurant boredly.

It has been more than three months since he left An Qisheng last time, but he has not ruined any other tricks except for pulling back the chefs who were threatened and intimidated.

The wine and food in Yangxiaotang are originally top-notch, and they may not be comparable to those in the royal city. In addition, An Qisheng has become famous for several months, and he doesn’t know how many people in the martial arts world come to Nanliang County every day.

There are naturally a lot of guests in Yangxiao Hall.

Bang!

In the middle of the restaurant, on the simple high platform, a storyteller slapped the wood and shouted:

"The peerless demon Feng Qingxuan came alone and killed many masters all the way. Even the monks from Huangjue Temple were killed by this demon!

The hero was seriously injured by a plot again. The situation was urgent. Everyone in front of the chivalrous gate was in danger!

At this moment, a dragon roar broke through the sky, and the official road in the distance was filled with wind and dust! A man and a red horse, yes, came from the dust!"

Bang!

Wake up the wooden slap the table!

The storyteller wiped his beard and bowed with a smile: "Dear readers, I want to hear it and tell me, please be lighter tomorrow!"

"Well!"

There was a sudden booing sound in the restaurant.

A guest slapped his thigh: "Old Qi, you are so stupid. I'm not afraid that I will tear you away and eat it!"

"That's right, that's right, so many of us, I'm afraid that one person can drown you with just one spit!"

"Old Qi, your special mother wants to reward money and say, "You are fooling around!"

"Reward!"

The other guests also laughed and scolded, but no one caused trouble.

First, I heard that books are just fun. Second, this storyteller, Lao Qi, is not a good person. He can travel around the world, how can he do it in a short while?

More importantly, here is Yangxiao Hall.

Although the title of the Blood Demon has been washed away by the Beggar Gang, the Chivalrous Sect, the Huangjue Temple and other famous sects, no one will forget that the title of this master has been raised by the lives of thousands of people.

Therefore, after a burst of laughter and scolding, they urged and shouted, and many people threw a lot of copper coins on it.

"Hey!"

The storyteller shook his hand, and the money flying all over the sky was filled with him.

"Okay, Lao Qi's hand is pretty!"

Some people couldn't help but applaud.

There were more than twenty rich merchants who gave rewards to money before, and they were scattered in all directions, and not everyone could do it.

"Thank you for your reward!"

The storyteller first bowed his hand and smiled "hehe":

"Can you fool the storyteller's affairs?"

Tieshan also frowned and wanted to urge the storyteller to urge the storyteller. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he saw several figures rushing in.

“Huh?”

Tieshan was surprised and saw two little guys running in.

Although he hadn't seen each other for a long time, he still recognized them at a glance. These two little guys were Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao.

"Tieshan, long time no see."

He just wanted to get up, and a palm fell on his shoulder and patted him lightly.

He looked back.
Chapter completed!