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Chapter 164 The Yao family kid

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    This was indeed his fault, Meng Qi nodded apologetically to everyone in the restaurant, and put away his left hand that was knocking on the table.

    But the swordsman refused to let go, and cursed drunkenly: "Stinky boy, is this an apology? Does it mean that if I slash you with the sword and nod, it will count as turning over?"

    He rushed towards Meng Qi, and with the sword in its sheath, he slashed obliquely, ready to teach the brat a lesson.

    Meng Qi shook his head slightly, and casually moved the long sword lying horizontally on the table.

    The swordsman hadn't slashed his long sword when he suddenly saw that he was hitting the opponent's hilt, and it was obvious that he would hit the big hole in his waist before he could hit the opponent!

    He hurriedly changed his moves, swinging his long sword horizontally, driving himself to step aside, dodging the immobile hilt.

    Under drunkenness, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. He was so embarrassed that everyone in the restaurant burst into laughter.

    The swordsman became furious, and unfolded his movements, intending to go around behind Meng Qi, and stabbed the vest with the sword in its sheath.

    But as soon as he stepped forward, he saw that the long sword changed its direction at some point, and the hilt was still pointing at his big hole in his waist.  If it goes out, it will definitely hit first.

    At the same time, Meng Qi looked at Zhang Yuanshan, said with a gentle tone and a sincere attitude: "Brother Zhang, if you can't think clearly for a while, then go back and have a good sleep, and make a decision after waking up, whether you choose family affection or a real girl  , as a friend, I will help you."

    The swordsman forcibly changed his body style and dodged to Meng Qi's left side, ready to swing his long sword horizontally.

    Suddenly, his waist went numb, and he stayed in place, unable to move. At some point, the opponent's long sword was already there, but this time it was replaced by the tip of the scabbard quietly waiting for him to hit it.  !

    He was so frightened that his drunkenness disappeared, and his eyes were full of panic and fear. The opponent never even drew a sword, moved a foot, or raised a hand to defeat him?

    The crowd watching the excitement in the restaurant could no longer laugh. This swordsman's martial arts is not very good, but he is also recognized as a good hand by the people who often come to this restaurant. Although he is drunk, his steps are weak, and he holds a sword  His hand is unstable, but his strength is still there. No one among the drinkers present dared to say that he could easily defeat him. However, the young man who looked like a weak man did not make a single move and concentrated on chatting. He only changed his long sword.  Putting it on, let the swordsman close his own acupuncture points.

    What kind of unpredictable sword technique is this?

    Because Meng Qi didn't use his internal force, the swordsman returned to normal after being paralyzed for a while. Seeing that the other party ignored him, he quickly slipped out of the restaurant.

    "Come out with me for a walk, let the wind blow." Zhang Yuanshan gritted his teeth, stood up, picked up the long sword, dropped a piece of silver, and walked out of the restaurant, intending to make a final decision after calming down.

    His internal strength is deeper than that of Meng Qi. Even after drinking most of the jar of wine, his steps are still steady and his speech does not stutter.

    Meng Qi didn't drink much and had no ill effects, so he followed out with his long sword in his hand.

    It was already dark, and the setting sun disappeared in the west.

    "Already engaged?" Meng Qi asked.

    Zhang Yuanshan hummed, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be struggling fiercely in his heart.

    The two of them walked slowly around Tonglong Town, one in front and one behind. The night breeze was blowing on their faces, bringing a little bit of coolness, and dispelling Meng Qi's hotness after drinking.

    When they were in the field outside, a figure with two swords on his back turned out from behind the tree and blocked in front of the two of them.

    With the light brought by the rising moon, Meng Qi could see the other person clearly. He was short, handsome, full of childishness, and his eyes were raised slightly. He was an arrogant young man.

    "Junior Brother Yao, why did you stop us?" Zhang Yuanshan asked in a deep voice, he was in an extremely bad mood, not as gentle as usual.

    Junior brother Yao, is this Yao Xingliu from the Yao brothers?  Meng Qi heard Zhang Yuanshan's introduction just now, judging from his age that the other party is not Yao Xinghen - although there are many children in the Yao family, few of them deserve Zhang Yuanshan's attention.

    Didn't it mean that he was seventeen years old?  Why is it half a head shorter than me, like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid?  Hehe, maybe it's a developmental delay Meng Qi thought about it distractedly.

    Yao Xingliu glanced at the two of them: "Senior brother Zhang, I passed by the restaurant just now and saw this friend's outstanding swordsmanship, so I want to learn from him."

    Tsk, as expected of a martial idiot, but is there such a coincidence that I happened to see me defeating that swordsman when I passed by the restaurant?  Meng Qi was half sighing and half puzzled.

    Zhang Yuanshan turned his head to the side and asked Meng Qi's opinion, but he did not make a decision on his own behalf.

    This little devil has the same four senses as me, and also masters the exterior moves. I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker Meng Qi has a strong fighting spirit, and wants to compete with the Martial Dao Dazong.??Newly establish a status in the arena.  "

    "When the limelight passes, you will see your parents again quietly. The Zhang family will definitely not reveal this secret on their own. If you want to come back in a prosperous way, then work hard to become a master."

    "Even if I leak this matter, as long as there is no evidence that you are still alive, the Zhang-Song Alliance will not change."

    The more Zhang Yuanshan listened, the brighter his eyes became, and his whole figure seemed to be freed from heavy shackles.

    Meng Qi was stunned for a moment when he heard it, the pros and cons were analyzed so well, it was the same as what he had just thought of!

    He blurted out: "Aren't you a martial idiot?"

    When will Wu Chi be able to say such words?

    Yao Xingliu glanced at Meng Qi contemptuously: "I'm a martial idiot, but I'm not stupid."

    "Little ghost, what do you mean?" Meng Qi twitched.

    Yao Xingliu snorted: "Anyone who knows how to drink but doesn't think of a way is an idiot."

    "Come, come, kid, let's fight another three hundred rounds!" Meng Qi became furious and decided to use force.

    Yao Xingliu's face twitched, and he said angrily: "You are also a brat!"

    Meng Qi's actual age is younger than Yao Xingliu, but he is taller and has a mature temperament. He looks seventeen or eighteen.

    Meng Qi hated his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and figured out something, so he looked at Yao Xingliu with a half-smile and said, "The members of the Yao family have no intention of destroying the Zhang-Song alliance.  What kind of spirit is it to treat the affairs of the Song family as your own?"

    Yao Xingliu's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

    "As a martial idiot, what kind of coincidence is it that I 'just happened' to go to a restaurant with no experts in the evening and overheard our conversation?" Meng Qi's half-smile expression became more and more obvious, "Unless he was  follow."

    Yao Xingliu turned around immediately: "I have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

    "Why did he follow? Why does he care about this matter? Why doesn't he stand on the side of the family, but instead sincerely help us with advice?" Meng Qi's voice increased, his expression was "serious" and "serious", "There is only one truth!  "

    "Yao Xingliu likes Song Mingxi!" He shouted slightly louder.

    Yao Xingliu staggered, nearly fell down, and ran even faster.

    It is hopeful that Zhang Yuanshan's matter will be resolved, and Meng Qi is in a good mood, laughing triumphantly and saying:

    "Little Sichun, come, come, let's fight for another 300 rounds!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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