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Volume 4 Chapter 66 Meeting Again

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    Chapter 66 Meeting Again

    With a sneer on his face and scorching eyes, Li Mo watched him approach step by step, his hands behind his back clenched tightly and his veins slightly exposed.

    Xiao Yuesheng walked calmly and approached slowly, his face calm.

    "Stop!" A middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward, stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and said coldly: "My master is celebrating his birthday and only invites relatives and friends. You are not our friend, so please come back!"

    Xiao Yuesheng stopped, his face darkened, he looked at him in surprise, and hummed: "You are not worthy of talking to me, so go ahead!"

    He raised his head, smiled faintly at Li Mo, and said: "Master Li is celebrating his fiftieth birthday today. I came here to congratulate you, but I was met with a cold frown. I am very disappointed with such a petty attitude!"

    Li Mo cursed secretly in his heart, but he let out a long laugh. He quickly swept his eyes around everyone, his face straightened, and he solemnly said: "If it is an ordinary grudge, if you come to wish me a birthday, my sect leader will naturally welcome you. When we meet, we will forget all the grudges and grudges.  There is still a masterbut our sect has a life-and-death feud with you, the Ziyang Sect, and they will never stop fighting. You are actually causing trouble in the name of wishing you a birthday, but your intentions are to be punished, so how can you be polite!"

    ??????

    "Yes, Master!" The two elders responded respectfully.

    "Wait a minute!" Li Mo shouted in a deep voice.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly turned around and looked at him lightly.

    Li Mo showed a smile and hummed: "The visitor is a guest. Now that he's here, let's go and take a seat in the hall. The master of this sect is not a small-minded person. He can still manage a meal!"

    "That's it, I'm sorry for bothering you." Xiao Yuesheng showed a smile, nodded, and walked inside.

    Previously, the middle-aged man stared at him coldly, with vicious eyes. In front of so many people, he was scolded, but he was speechless and humiliated.

    He is the most honorable person, and as the young master of the Iron Knife Sect, Xiao Yuesheng was so humiliated, which made him murderous, with countless vicious thoughts running through his mind.

    Xiao Yuesheng and the four of them were led to the main table, where Li Mo sat.

    Seeing such an arrangement, Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, knowing that Li Mo had bad intentions and must have wanted to embarrass himself.

    "Is it Taoist Master Guanlan?" As soon as he sat down, a hesitant question came from the left side.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned around, smiled, and nodded: "Brother Hu, you are here too."

    Four tables away, about ten feet away, Hu Feiteng stood up, his face full of surprise, and he strode over.

    "You are indeed the Taoist priest!" Hu Fei walked up to him, cupped his fists and saluted, and said happily.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a smile: "We have never met again in life. Let's meet again so soon. Brother Hu, our fate is very close!"

    "That's right!" Hu Fei nodded hurriedly, then glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, a little confused, and said, "Why did the Taoist Priest take off his Taoist robe?"

    Xiao Yuesheng showed a wry smile, sighed, and said: "It's hard to explain in words I am now the head of the Ziyang Sword Sect, and I am no longer free and easy!"

    Hu Fei was stunned, looked at him a few times, and asked what happened.

    Xiao Yuesheng asked someone to add a seat, and Hu Fei sat next to him.

    First, Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun were introduced. Hu Fei exchanged a few words with the two. When he saw He Yushu standing behind Xiao Yuesheng, he glanced at him and quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look more. He asked, "Where's Sister Ma?"

    "She went to visit friends and went to Tianshan," Xiao Yuesheng said.

    Then, he said three or two words, said the original committee, saved two people, and was entangled. He became the person of the Ziyang School, and then became the head of the Ziyang School.

    Hu Fei was in high spirits and beaming, as if he was incarnate in it. When he heard that Xiao Yuesheng had won the title of Ziyang Sect leader, he suddenly became very excited and laughed.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed: "The position of head is the source of right and wrong. What I want most now is to get rid of this position and be free and at ease."

    Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

    The new leader was not a disciple of the Ziyang Sword Sect before. Instead, he was dragged into the Ziyang Sword Sect by Senior Brother Zhang Yiming and eventually became the leader.

    This matter is bizarre. It sounds ridiculous and unbelievable. What Senior Brother Zhang did is too unbelievable!

    Xiao Yuesheng and Hu Fei were old friends and talked about everything. Hu Fei also talked about the divorce situation, did several chivalrous things, and met a strange girl named Yuan Ziyi. She was extremely skilled in martial arts and did strange things.  She goes around trying to snatch the leader, even joking, maybe she will come back and snatch the leader position of Ziyang Sword Sect.??

    The hall was noisy, people were talking in low voices, and the hall was buzzing.

    Chen Chengxiang glanced at Xiao Yuesheng from time to time, vaguely worried that the leader would suddenly become upset, give up his options, and no longer be the leader?  !

    Although as the leader, he has a lot of authority, but with his current martial arts skills, he can move freely in the martial arts world without any authority.

    Suddenly a burst of hearty laughter came from the crowd: "Haha, come on, let's all ask the birthday boy to say a few words!"

    ¡°Yes, yes, say a few words to the birthday girl!¡± People agreed one after another.

    Li Mo sat in the main seat and kept talking in a low voice to the two old men next to him. He didn't even look at Xiao Yuesheng, as if he hadn't seen him.

    The status and martial arts of these two people are definitely not comparable to that of the small Ziyang Sword Sect, so they are too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Yuesheng.

    After hearing what everyone in the audience heard, Li Mo stood up, picked up the silver cup, and laughed loudly: "Today is my fiftieth birthday. I would like to thank all the heroes for giving me thin noodles. I came in person, and I will drink a cup first to express my gratitude!"  "

    "Good! Good!" People cheered deafeningly, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became lively.

    These guests are mostly martial arts masters, and their shouts are naturally deafening.

    Li Mo drank it all in one gulp, turned over the silver cup, and a disciple next to him immediately filled it up. He picked up the cup again and said with a smile: "Today, not only my friends, but also my opponents came to wish me a birthday. I am really flattered and want to celebrate my birthday."  Give him a toast!"

    As he spoke, he picked up the silver cup and raised it to Xiao Yuesheng.

    " Xiao Yuesheng's Da Ma Jin Dao was sitting there, as calm as a mountain, not moving. He lowered his eyes and played with the silver cup gently in his hand, with a nonchalant expression.

    People looked at him one after another, and the noise gradually stopped, like turbid water gradually settling, and the hall gradually returned to silence.

    The warm atmosphere dissipated quickly, and there seemed to be a pressure in the air that was suffocating and I didn't dare to breathe loudly.

    "Master Xiao, are you not showing mercy to me?" Li Mo laughed, which was particularly loud in the quiet hall. Although he laughed, his eyes were cold.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly raised his head, glanced at him, smiled slightly, and suddenly his face sank, and he hummed: "Master Li is so grand. For a birthday, he can invite many heroes to visit him. He has a wide circle of friends. I am very proud of him."  It¡¯s admiration!¡±

    Li Mo placed the silver cup heavily and said with a sneer: "I know you are here with no good intentions and are here to cause trouble!"

    Xiao Yuesheng's face was as dark as water, and he said coldly: "I have two things to do when I come here today One is to wish Master Li a birthday, which has been done, and there is another thing that I should do!"

    "What's the matter?" Li Mo asked coldly.

    Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "Take your life, Master Li!"

    "What a loud tone!" Li Mo sneered, with a gloomy expression: "I'm not afraid of getting out of my way!I wanted you to live for a few more days, but you rushed here eagerly to die!Well, I just want to do it!"  It¡¯s all up to you!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Very good! The former head of our sect died under your plot. I dare not be conceited and am afraid of following in the footsteps of my former head, so I can only make this move. In full view of everyone, can you still succeed in the plot?"  !¡±

    "Fart!" Li Mo was furious and pointed at Xiao Yuesheng with his index finger: "I killed you Song people with my sword skills. There is no conspiracy. Don't spray blood!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a calm expression: "My Ziyang Sect swordsmanship is superb and profound, and the former master's swordsmanship is exquisite. If you don't plot against it, how can you win?!"

    "Okay!" Li Mo laughed angrily, words bursting out from his teeth: "Everyone witnesses, let's compare it!"

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and nodded: "It's what I asked for!"

    "Slow down!" A low shout suddenly sounded. Everyone's eardrums were bulging and they ached slightly. They were shocked. Who could have such deep internal strength?  He turned around and looked around.

    The speaker was an old man, with white beard and eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, a dignified appearance, a Chinese character face, a broad mouth and a straight nose. He was stroking his beard with his left hand, sitting upright, with a pair of eyes shining brightly and with awe-inspiring righteousness.

    He sat on the left side of Li Mo, slowly put down the hand stroking his beard, and gave Xiao Yuesheng a fist: "Master Xiao, right?"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Senior Mo, please be polite!  This is a grudge between our sect and the Iron Sword Sect. It is not appropriate for outsiders to interfere!"

    He had already heard Chen Chengxiang introduce in a low voice that the old man was Mo Dongfu, the Iron Fist God, a famous figure in Huainan with a very high reputation.

    Mo Dongfu stroked his beard and said seriously: "I don't care about the feud between the Iron Sect and the Ziyang Sect. It's just the Master Li's birthday. It's an auspicious day. Why doesn't Master Xiao choose a day to come back?"
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