Li Beihai saw that Xue Yingxiong had no intention of blaming him, and his heart that had been hanging in his throat returned to his crotch. Seeing Fan Xiaodao and Xue Yingxiong chatting and laughing, he couldn't help but look at Fan Xiaodao with admiration.

He had been living in the capital for more than 40 years before he reached the sixth rank. In a place like the capital, where a house could collapse and kill all the ministers, his position from the sixth rank was almost negligible. Fan Xiaodao had been in the capital for less than a month.

Being able to get to know a powerful person like Xue Yingxiong made me reevaluate my relationship with Fan Xiaodao.

When the adults came, they would naturally not eat leftovers. They set up a new table of food and wine, and several people started drinking. Li Beihai didn't dare to sit down, but stood aside to serve tea and pour water, so diligently.

Fan Xiaodao said: "Originally, at today's banquet, I have something to ask Mr. Li..."

Li Beihai hurriedly said: "In front of Mr. Xue, I am just a laborer. How can I dare to call myself a master? Brother Fan is really embarrassing me. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

"I came here today firstly to fulfill the appointment made by Tuoba Bai of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and secondly because I have something to ask for. When I first came to the capital, I finally found a job. I was paid one or two cents per month, and I still had to pay for it.

The two cents to supplement the deputy chief executive will make the already stretched life even worse. Today, I will ask Brother Li to sell Mr. Xue a favor, and the two cents will be enough..."

Xue Yingxiong burst into laughter, "This meal is not for free...but my face is only worth two coins?"

Li Beihai said in his heart that this guy really doesn't care about anything. However, how dare he say no at this moment and said: "What are you talking about, little brother? Mr. Xue is dealing with it. I can make my own decision. From next month

Starting from now on, I will give you three more silver coins every month."

Fan Xiaodao pretended to be a tiger and gave him a salary increase of 30%. He took a sip of wine with satisfaction.

"Then today's meal..."

Li Beihai patted his chest and said, "Brother Fan's expenses at Baihualou today will all be covered by me!"

A man in his forties kept calling someone twenty years younger than him as his brother. Xue Yingxiong on the side couldn't stand it anymore. It was an eyesore no matter how he looked at Li Beihai, and said: "I have something to discuss with Little Brother Fan. Murong, are you?"

The commander of Nanzhen Fusi is traveling with Li Tisi, so you two can go and compare notes."

Murong Tiezhu said with a sullen face, "Li Tisi, please."

Li Tisi was worried. The imperial prison under the command of Murong Tiezhu was the largest prison in the world, and the methods of torture in it were even more varied. Compared with them, the prison with six doors was simply insignificant. He kept saying, "Please

Please give me some advice."

Murong said coldly: "My lord, I don't want to see you, so I just sent you away. If you really want to ask for advice, come to Nanzhen Fusi another day, and I will let you experience our services for yourself."

Li Beihai was so frightened that his face turned pale and he could only stand in the distance with his hands down.

During the dinner, Fan Xiaodao and Xue Yingxiong brought a few glasses of wine. Zhao Xing was the son of the Minister of Rites. When he saw Xue Yingxiong, he was not afraid of the stage, but Niu Dafu seemed a little restrained.

"Thank you, Mr. Xue, for the honor!"

Xue Yingxiong said, "My lord, I am a little out of touch. Since you are an old friend, you have come to the capital for the first time, and you have no relatives, so it doesn't hurt to call me uncle."

Fan Xiaodao hit the snake and put it on the stick, "Thank you, Uncle Shi!"

"How can you thank me?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "I have nothing to repay, how about I give you the extra three coins every month?"

"What kind of person am I?"

Fan Xiaodao thought of what happened when he went to his house that night and said with a smile: "How about I invite you to have a dinner of fancy wine every month?"

Xue Yingxiong felt slightly embarrassed and glanced at Zhao Xing and Niu Dafu, "This matter can be discussed in detail later. However, I did help you a lot in today's battle."

Fan Xiaodao recalled Zhuge Xianyu's words and said, "Uncle Shi asked someone to write those articles about Xiaosheng Jianghu? But why is that?"

Xue Yingxiong said: "Firstly, you have the courage to kill the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Secondly, Xiaodao, you are still young, and you have Brother Song's martial arts skills. If you are only willing to be a handyman, you will be overqualified."

"I came to the capital just as a stopgap measure. Unexpectedly, I am stuck here and don't have that big ambition."

Xue Yingxiong said: "That's because you didn't sit in that position."

"Tuoba Bai is not an easy person, but how can you be so sure that I will win?"

Xue Yingxiong smiled but did not answer.

"drink wine!"

Between pushing the cup and changing the cup, it was already the second watch.

The Baihua Tower was filled with people.

Fan Xiaodao was already drunk, but tonight's other protagonist never showed up. In Baihua Building, everyone already knew the identity of the people sitting at the corner table, and kept looking at them, but there was

Four guards from the Imperial Guard accompanied him, but no one dared to step forward and cause trouble.

The drum sounds at the third watch.

In the middle courtyard of Baihua Tower, countless brothel singers began to put up Kong Ming lanterns. More than a hundred lanterns floated in mid-air, illuminating the courtyard brightly.

The moon is at midday.

On top of the Drum Tower, a young man in white performed Qinggong and floated over, accompanied by a long chant, "On a full moon night, on the top of the flowers, a sword comes from the north and flies from the sky..."

Plop!

Before the last word could be spoken, the man fell to the ground, cursing, "Who the hell threw the banana peel?... Immortal!"

The person who came here had bright eyebrows and sharp eyes, and he had a dignified appearance. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was still full of energy.

The person who came was none other than Tuoba Bai.

This Tuoba Bai has a romantic nature and is generous with his actions. He has also been a frequent visitor to Baihua Tower recently. When the singers saw this, they all said: "Master Tuoba!"

When the heroes saw the coming person, they showed extraordinary momentum. Although there were some flaws in his appearance, he still looked like a master. In addition, he was the disciple of Tuoba Dingdang in Tiance Pavilion of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The name of the person and the shadow of the tree made Fan Xiaodao feel pinched in his heart.

Sweat.

Tuoba Bai turned around, holding a long sword in his hand, and said proudly: "Tuoba Bai from the Northern Zhou Dynasty came to keep the appointment. Fan Xiaodao, do you dare to come out and fight?"

Inside the building, Fan Xiaodao was sparring with Zhao Xing and Niu Dafu. He was a little drunk at this time and didn't hear Tuoba Bai's shouting outside at all.

Tuoba Bai shouted three more times.

Niu Dafu said: "Xiao Dao, your opponent has already arrived."

Fan Xiaodao asked: "What time is it?"

"Third watch at three o'clock!"

Fan Xiaodao stood up, took the wine glass, came to the courtyard, and said: "After the third watch, it is August 16th. You kid is late, you will lose this battle!"

Tuoba Bai originally wanted to make a name for himself through this battle and attack the martial arts community in the Central Plains. When he saw Fan Xiaodao drinking like this and looking like he didn't take him seriously, he felt angry and said, "You said you won't fight, that's fine too.

, the father-son game we agreed on, if you call me dad three times, this fight will be over."

"what is it call?"

"father!"

"What?"

"father!"

"louder please!"

"father!"

"How old are you?"

"twenty one."

Fan Xiaodao's face was filled with emotion. He stepped forward and grabbed Tuoba Bai, saying: "My son, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for more than 20 years, you would have grown so tall. Come here quickly and let daddy take a look.

"

Tuoba Bai said angrily: "You Central Plains people are just doing this in such a crooked way! Look at the sword!"

Tiance Pavilion's Kuanglang Sword Technique is so wild and wild that it is known as the best sword in the world. The moves are powerful and open and close, but Fan Xiaodao just accidentally grabbed it and turned it into the Dragon Capturing Hand of Fanyun Shou. The moves are exquisite.

It was a small square inch, and the strength was just right. Tuoba Bai lost the opportunity and couldn't even pull out the knife. His face turned red for a while.

He went to the Central Plains with the Northern Zhou Dynasty envoys, challenging masters from all walks of life. Very few people could withstand three moves under his hands. He had already gained quite a reputation in the world, but Fan Xiaodao went against the rules and did not give any blow at all.

When he got the chance, he was so angry that he threw the knife on the ground and fell to the ground with Fan Xiaodao in his arms.

The two were rolling on the ground.

They were throwing bastard punches, pulling their hair, and tearing their ears off, just like shrews fighting.

"Ouch, you actually bit your father! Look at my monkey stealing peaches!"

Everyone was dumbfounded. This was no contest between masters. Even ruffians rarely used such moves.

Someone said: "You don't understand, don't you understand? This is an extremely advanced martial art. It is called a floor-flow fighting method. It seems to have no rules, but it actually implies the study of Bagua Yili!"

"Come on, it's just two scoundrels fighting!"

Someone else said: "After martial arts has reached a certain level, there is really no way to win but there are ways to win. Forget it, I can't make up any more."

Xiaosheng Jianghu's accompanying Caifeng couldn't stand it any longer. Chief Caifeng gave a death order. Tomorrow morning, a special issue will be published, which will write about the battle that is related to the "destiny" of the Central Plains martial arts world. It will be earth-shattering, and it will be no less than three thousand.

But with the situation in front of him, how would he write when he went back?

However, everyone seemed to be fighting randomly, but Fan Xiaodao inside the venue was frightened.

After these days of special training, Zhao Xing and Fan Xiaodao discussed countless countermeasures, but they were unable to come up with a way to break the Kuanglangdao technique. Finally, they came up with this dangerous and surprising way to win.

Don't give him a chance to use his sword skills.
To be continued...