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- Chapter 273 Drunken Master
The third child stopped saying anything, as if he knew he was wronged, so the table fell silent, with only the sound of eating.
Li Ruoyun sat at the window, looking at the scenery outside the window. His eyebrows were like distant daisy, and his eyes were like autumn water. He was dressed in white. He took off the white sword hanging from his waist and placed it on the table. His face was covered with white gauze, spotless, and with his own Her temperament is like that of a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. People dare not blaspheme her. They can only watch her from a distance, but they don't have the intention to play with it.
There are a lot of guests on the first floor. They are noisy, shouting and having a good time. They are not as reserved and elegant as the private seats on the second floor. When the wine is full of wine, you can say anything.
Li Ruoyun is sitting in the crowd, standing out from the crowd, like a white lotus blooming quietly. A breeze blows from the window, the white gauze as thin as cicada wings floats gently, and the soft red lips are looming, making people's souls drift with it.
People¡¯s eyes were involuntarily attracted to it, and the noise around them gradually became quieter. People forgot about the delicious food on their lips, and focused on Li Ruoyun. They all experienced the beauty and delicious food.
Hearing that they were no longer talking, Li Ruoyun picked up the tea cup, gently brought it to his lips, lifted the white gauze slightly, took a sip, then put down the white gauze and looked out the window.
People's minds were up and down as the white gauze was teased and released. They saw that she only teased her slightly, revealing only her red lips. When they were excited, they were disappointed that they did not see her true face.
Li Ruoyun was aware of the looks from the people around her, but she didn't bother to pay attention to them. Although she didn't have much time to go down the mountain, she encountered this situation many times. To her, other people's looks seemed like they didn't exist.
What she was thinking about was that the Eighteen Riders were just discussed. Judging from their names, they should be eighteen people. I don¡¯t know what they are like, but it sounds like they have a notorious reputation and can stop crying.
But she has a calm temper and does not make conclusions based on a few words from others. Sometimes, what people see in their eyes is not true, not to mention it is just word of mouth, which is even more distorted.
"This this beautiful little lady, come here and have a drink with me!" A loud laugh suddenly rang out in the gradually quiet hall on the first floor. The voice was loud and full of energy, shaking the room, as if it could Falling dust.
People looked up one after another, only to see a strong and burly man standing up unsteadily and walking towards the table on Li Ruoyun's side.
This man was obviously drunk, his body was swaying, his eyes were wide open, but his eyes were unfocused, his eyes were hazy due to drunkenness, and his hands kept clenching and loosening his fists, opening and closing like a fish's mouth, which looked quite weird.
It is not surprising that drunk people have countless visions, which are all kinds of strange.
People wanted to stop him, and by looking at his appearance, they knew they were going for Li Ruoyun, but thinking about the inner strength he had shown with his laughter just now, they were wary and did not dare to act rashly, lest they would not be able to save their lives and risk themselves instead. If you go in, it will be a big joke.
The whole hall was silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on this burly man. He stopped talking and watched the development of the matter. He was nervous. If he had to, he would sacrifice his life to save the beauty even if his skills were low. Li Ruoyun's cold temperament made people feel nervous. There is an urge like a moth to fly into the flame, wanting to warm her and melt her.
Li Ruoyun looked out the window quietly, as if he didn't hear the big man's shout. He held the tea cup in his left hand, leisurely and motionless, his movements were elegant and quiet, which made people unbearable to disturb.
"But the thoughts in the head of a drunk person are different from usual ones. Different from ordinary people, his heart is boiling, his blood is gushing, and he wants to have a kiss.
Under the gaze of people, the man staggered and finally got closer to Li Ruoyun. He took a deep breath and seemed to be able to smell a faint fragrance, which was refreshing and made his blood boil with excitement. He became even more impulsive.
"Young lady, take off the veil and let me see it!" The tall man stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and slowly patted Li Ruoyun's shoulder.
"Stop!" There was a sudden shout, and one person finally couldn't sit back and watch and stepped forward.
The big man was feeling itchy and unbearable. When he heard that someone was coming to disrupt the situation, he was immediately furious. He turned around abruptly, his eyes wide open with anger, and his bell-like eyes were bloodshot, which was extremely scary.
He stared at the man for a long time and shouted angrily: "Who are you? You are too impatient to live, how dare you disturb the good things of the uncle?!"
The man who had just shouted stood up, but it was a young man with a sword.
This man is tall and tall, as tall as a pine, dressed in white as snow, spotless, with eyes like bright stars, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, slightly pursed lips, and a mandible that is as sharp as a knife. He has a suave and heroic demeanor. He is a rare and beautiful man. .
Seeing the big man turn his head, a sneer appeared on his handsome face, his eyes squinted, extremely arrogant, and he snorted disdainfully: "In broad daylightTo bully a weak woman is really embarrassing to all the men in the world! "
The big man was furious, glared hard, and threatened fiercely: "Damn, you little rabbit, get out of here, don't make me angry, I will take you away together!"
His words were so rude that the people around him felt harsh and could not help but criticize him.
If no one stands up, they don¡¯t want to speak up, but once someone stands up and they follow suit, they spare no effort, become very lively, and suddenly become fierce.
"Shut up, all you bastards!" The big man shouted loudly, not afraid of everyone's criticism. Instead, he yelled and cursed everyone, his eyes were blood red, and he glared at everyone fiercely. He was extremely bold.
The sneer on the face of the young man in white was even worse. He was indifferent to his scolding and snorted coldly: "You madman, don't be so rampant. I'll teach you some clever tricks!"
"Hey, pretty boy, you're looking for death yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The drunken man sneered, without saying much, his steps were floating, he stepped forward, and rushed towards the young man in white.
Although his steps were staggering and unrealistic, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, his movements were as fast as lightning. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already stepped in front of the young man in white, punched out, and landed directly on his face. .
The young man in white was secretly frightened. He had no time to draw his sword, so he could only step on it and take a step back to avoid its sharp edge.
The drunkard was unreasonable and unforgiving. He twisted his burly body like a fish wagging its tail. He suddenly changed his moves and struck with the trend, but the opponent could only retreat.
Its burly figure and agile movement are extremely uncoordinated and look a bit weird.
The young man in white was angry, but he didn't expect that this drunkard was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Even though he was drunk, his skills were not deformed at all, but became sharper and unpredictable.
He didn¡¯t know that this drunkard was practicing a unique skill: drunken fist.
This fist is not well-known in the martial arts world. It follows a strange path, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, often unexpectedly. It must be used when you are seven or eight points drunk in order to exert its maximum power.
However, drinking alcohol will harm the body. If things go on like this, in the prime of life, the body will have been eroded by alcohol and the physical condition will deteriorate. Therefore, the selection of disciples is very strict. It requires those who are gifted with a strong liver and are not afraid of alcohol. There are very few people who can practice. In the martial arts world, Very few people know.
With the sound of "Choke -", the long sword was unsheathed, and a flash of cold lightning flashed across everyone's eyes. The young man in white pursed his thin lips tightly, with anger between his eyebrows. He had always been arrogant and arrogant, and he didn't want to be beaten by a drunken man. Han was so forced that he could not draw his sword, and he was naturally angry and angry.
The sword's light was like lightning and the air was cold. Li Ruoyun, who had his back to them, moved his eyebrows and realized how extraordinary this sword was.
A sword is as powerful as a sword for a swordsman, just like the difference between holding a wooden sword and an iron sword. Unless there is too much difference in martial arts, it can often determine the outcome.
And the swords in the martial arts world are also very rare. The Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword are the top swords and swords in the world. They have caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world, which is obvious from this.
"The pretty boy has a good sword, and it belongs to grandpa!" The drunkard laughed loudly, as if no one else was around, staring greedily at the cold sword with his bloodshot eyes.
"If you have the ability, just come and get it!" The young man in white sneered coldly, held the sword secret, put his index finger lightly on the sword body, and slowly wiped it away, feeling confident that no one else was around him.
"Good boy, let's see what happens!" The drunkard smiled and fell slightly. He seemed to be unsteady, but as fast as lightning, he jumped in front of the young man in white and punched him. Erratic, covering several acupuncture points in the sandalwood in front of him.
The sword light lit up again, and a cold light hit his wrist. It was so fast that it illuminated the handsome face of the young man in white. His thin lips were pressed tightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly drooped, and his eyes were full of ridicule.
The drunkard's heart was awe-inspiring. He had always relied on the unpredictability of drunken fist. He had almost never encountered an opponent, so he could run wild. He didn't expect that this pretty boy's sword was so fast. He could only shrink his hands and change his moves. His feet slipped and his body fell. He moved sideways, smashed away, and easily dodged the sword light.
Although Li Ruoyun was looking at the scenery outside the window, his mind had already moved to the fight behind him. Although it was the first time he saw Drunken Fist, he was quite interested, but after seeing a few moves, he sighed in his heart, this punch is heavy In terms of unpredictable changes, it can be regarded as a medium boxing technique.
The swordsmanship of the young man in white was quite the essence of swordsmanship. The power of the word "quick" was extraordinary. She already knew the outcome of the fight between the two.
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