When Luo Yunqing returned to the lobby, Yu Qiushui had been waiting for a long time. The guests in the inn changed one after another. Those who had lunch left, those who had afternoon tea came, and then there were those waiting for dinner.

"Why have you been gone for so long? I thought you fell in the toilet." Yu Qiushui asked casually.

"Why don't you eat too much? My stomach hurts." Luo Yunqing sneered.

"I asked you to eat so much?" Yu Qiushui glanced at the boy.

"Waiter, come to a guest room." As he said this, he took out a sling of copper coins from his pocket and threw it to the innkeeper who came to the side.

"You gentlemen, Mr. Xiao has already asked me to take care of your room. I really don't need you to pay any more." The young man at the inn smiled flatteringly and threw Yu Qiushui into his arms.

The copper coin was carefully returned.

The table had been cleared long ago, leaving only the salutes of the two of them and Xiao Chengfeng's "sorrow" placed alone on a bench.

"What?" Yu Qiushui's eyes widened, like a lion's eyes.

"You mean we have no money and need to take advantage of him?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. This is Mr. Xiao's kind intention. I hope you two won't embarrass me." The waiter smiled, and there was no trace of embarrassment at all, but he buried his head very low.

Yu Qiushui snorted coldly and reluctantly took the money back into her arms.

The waiter waved his hand, and a running boy hurriedly brought a jar of dark brown wine, carefully placed it on their table, and left quickly.

"This wine is also a gift from Young Master Xiao. The best peach blossom red wine in our store is made from the peach blossoms that just bloomed in March. It is so beautiful that ordinary people with money can't buy it." The waiter pointed out a milky white and slender wine.

The wine bottles were placed in front of the two of them, and they were chattering about introductions.

"This is a room booking and wine delivery. Your Mr. Xiao doesn't have any good intentions, does he?" Yu Qiushui glanced sideways at the waiter, which made the waiter's heart tremble.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sweat towel hanging around his neck.

"How could it be possible? Don't be ridiculous, gentlemen. Our young master has always been hospitable. Whenever a challenger comes from afar, he will be treated with fine wine and delicious food. It's no surprise that friends come from afar!"

"Yes, and then kill them calmly, right?" Yu Qiushui looked at the wine in front of him. He could already smell the aroma of wine rising from under the lid.

It makes people feel enchanted. This wine is really a beautiful wine.

"This." The waiter was speechless for a moment. Yu Qiushui was right. Those who came to challenge all died on the ring.

"Okay, I'm teasing you, get out of here!" Yu Qiushui was not in the mood to argue with the waiter anymore, and reached out to get the wine jar.

But a pair of small hands grabbed the jar first.

Yu Qiushui looked up and saw that it was Luo Yunqing, the kid. He was holding the wine jar in front of his chest with both hands, like a bitch protecting food. The wine jar was almost bigger than his head.

"You have to compete in the ring tomorrow. You can't drink tonight. Drinking will cause trouble." Luo Yunqing said seriously, then opened the lid of the wine and greedily sniffed the fragrance that hit his face. He looked like a little alcoholic.

drunkard.

"I'll just have a drink." Yu Qiushui was angry and funny. He reached out and tried to snatch the wine jar from Luo Yunqing's arms, but he slapped him on the back of his hand.

"Not even one cup, what I see is mine, and this jar is mine." Luo Yunqing pouted and glared at Yu Qiushui sideways, as if a dog guarding its food was about to get angry at any time, turning the child's unruly

The willfulness is vividly displayed.

Naturally, Yu Qiushui couldn't be as fussy as a child, so he smiled helplessly, and then raised his own wine bottle.

"You are so addicted to alcohol at such a young age. I really don't know how your father taught you." Yu Qiushui wanted to say this, but suddenly remembered that Luo Yunqing's father died a long time ago, so he swallowed the words

.

"Then let me drink this from the head office?" He curled his lips helplessly.

"Okay, that's yours, that's mine." Luo Yunqing smiled happily, and took a sip from the mouth of the altar. As soon as the mouthful entered his stomach, a flush appeared on his fair face.

"Okay, okay, I won't fight with you. Drink slowly and don't get drunk." Yu Qiushui looked at Luo Yunqing's posture like an old cow drinking water, and was startled.

"Good wine, really good wine." Luo Yunqing followed Yu Qiushui's example and wiped his mouth boldly with his sleeve, then threw the wine jar heavily on the table.

"I said this Xiao Chengfeng must be a weasel paying New Year greetings to a rooster, so he didn't hold anything back." Luo Yunqing slid from one side of the chair to the other, grabbing Yu Qiushui's lapel and scolding him.

Yu Qiushui did not take Luo Yunqing's words, but looked up at the door of Fulu Inn, as if waiting for someone to appear.

"I heard that brothers Xiao Ruyi and Xiao Chengfeng are at odds with each other. Xiao Ruyi has been wandering around and hasn't come back for more than a year. Do you think he will come back tomorrow?"

"Yes, why not? His brother has already issued a gauntlet to him. If this piece of shit Xiao Ruyi doesn't come back, won't he be laughed at by everyone in the world?" Luo Yunqing acted like a drunken maniac, talking so much that he didn't belong to his age.

bad language.

If it were normal times, Yu Qiushui would definitely believe Luo Yunqing's words, but today when he saw what Xiao Chengfeng did, he suddenly felt that nothing was impossible in this world.

Swordsmen don't care about their own reputation, just like older brothers and younger brothers can be jealous of their enemies.

"Do you care so much about Xiao Ruyi? Do you really want to compete with him?" Yu Qiushui was silent, and Luo Yunqing asked while lying on the table and licking the wine.

"I want to compete with him openly and defeat him."

"What happens after you defeat him?"

Yu Qiushui was stunned for a moment.

"I didn't think too much, I just beat him, or he beat me."

"By the way, uncle, I haven't asked you yet. Why are you desperately trying to challenge Xiao Ruyi? Did he also kill your parents?" Luo Yunqing put down the wine jar and turned around.

, there were some cloudy spots in his clear pupils, and he seemed to be a little drunk.

"For what?" Yu Qiushui's eyes were a little confused.

"Maybe it's for a bet!" He thought for a while and finally replied.

"The bet, is it because of women? Is it a promise to become the best in the world?

Are you going to go back and marry her? A woman who can make an uncle fall in love with her must be extremely beautiful, right?" Luo Yunqing chuckled. He didn't look like an eleven-year-old child. He was clear-minded, alert and well-behaved.

.

"She's not a woman." Yu Qiushui smiled bitterly, this child is really precocious.

"It's just a bet with a swordsman. Maybe it's not a bet at all."

"It's Luo Xiaofeng!" As soon as Yu Qiushui finished speaking, Luo Yunqing showed a smile again. The few words he said made Yu Qiushui, who had just lowered his head to remember, suddenly stood up and frowned.

"Who are you?"

When Yu Qiushui met Luo Yunqing from Yunyou Inn in Daxing City, he only knew that he was an orphan and the apprentice of Luo Shenjiang, but he did not behave like a swordsmith at all.

"You are not Luo Shenjiang's disciple at all, right?" Yu Qiushui asked. He had long wanted to ask Luo Yunqing this question, but he never knew how to ask.

This time it was Luo Yunqing's turn to be silent, his immature fingers gently circling the mouth of the altar.

He smiled, showing his snow-white teeth, as if he acquiesced.

"You knew it, but why did you bring me with you? Aren't you afraid that I would do something bad to you?"

"Master Luo is not dead at all, and his surname is not Luo, his surname is Feng." Yu Qiushui did not answer Luo Yunqing's words, but revealed a shocking secret.

"Three months ago, I went to visit Luo Shenjiang and asked him if he could make me the strongest sword in the world. Luo Shenjian told me that he could make a sword for me, but the condition was that I tell the world that I

Kill him." Yu Qiushui recalled what happened three months ago.

"Then why did Master Luo do this?" Luo Yunqing tilted his head.

Yu Qiushui was stunned and shook his head.

At that time, he didn't ask Luo Shenjiang why, not because he didn't think of it, but because at that time, his heart was filled with anger and sadness.

"Maybe the Luo Shen craftsman wants to make himself more famous, or maybe he is tired and doesn't want to make swords for others anymore."

"No, that's not the case. Luo Shenjiang wants to see if you are worthy of this sword. You hold the most powerful sword in the world, and only the most powerful swordsman in the world is worthy of this sword. You hold

Everyone wants to get it, and everyone will want to challenge you. What you hold is not a sword at all, but the longing of swordsmen all over the world." Luo Yunqing said seriously.

"Do you still remember that ten years ago, outside Peach Blossom Village, a swordsman held a Peach Blossom Sword and defeated an equally unknown young swordsman?"

"Later, the swordsman became famous all over the world, but he often mentioned to his son that he was not the most powerful swordsman in the world. Because there was such a swordsman in this world. Back then, he held a mahogany sword and defeated

The most powerful swordsman in the world."

"That swordsman later got his own name, Peach Blossom Swordsman, Luo Xiaofeng, but after so many years, people don't remember him, and they have almost forgotten his name."
Chapter completed!