Clash Of The Sword Titans

"A few, please, Master Lu."

I don't know how long it has been. The few people who have been outside the mansion for a long time have already given birth to impatience. The door of the Yan Palace finally opened, but Tan Long stepped out and greeted others.

Seeing Tan Long, the expressions of several people were a little ugly.

Because it was he who broke into the door with someone last night, leaving no affection at all.

But just as it was said that he would not hit the smiley person with his hand, Tan Long looked like he had no suspicion, and they couldn't say much.After all, this place is still King Yan's Mansion. Strictly speaking, they are all members of King Yan's Mansion. They are really making trouble on the street.

So the four of them met each other's eyes, and left their entourage outside and stepped into the Yan Palace.

Tan Longan quietly led the way, without any intention of talking.Shopkeeper Sun wanted to ask a few more words, but seeing his attitude, he didn't ask himself to be bored.

After a while, Tan Long led them to Dongyuan and turned into a living room.

Lu Li was already sitting inside, holding a teacup in his hand, without raising his head, calmly blowing the tea stems.On his side of the tea table, piled up many books and books.

When several people saw the books, their expressions were different.

But Peng Wei's face was sullen, and he didn't smile and said, "Master Lu, have you passed?"

"Ok?"

Lu Li took a sip of his tea, and then as if he had just seen them, he smiled and said: "Sorry, I used to think holding a teacup is very generous, I have always wanted to try it, and I am a little fascinated."

After that, he set aside the teacup and said, "Some things are better than imagination."

Tan Long on the side followed up and said, "How many, please sit down?"

He stretched out his hand, but his eyes were cold.

This sentence was exactly what Lu Li gave to them yesterday.

It's just that at that time, the four of them didn't sit down, instead they made Lu Li's face. They took the initiative to come to the door today and listened to Tan Long mentioning these words.

"Come here, sit down, sit down." Shopkeeper Sun snorted, and was about to take his seat at the lower position of Lu Li, but before he sat down, he listened to Lu Li calmly said: "Did I let you sit? "

"Uh..." Shopkeeper Sun's movements were stagnant, and he immediately froze there, neither sitting nor standing, his face rose to the color of pig liver.

Lu Li floated and said, "You didn't sit there yesterday. Just stand there and listen."

"Junior! You deceived so much!"

Peng Wei had a violent temper, and immediately roared, his energy leaked out, he was also a cultivator in the realm of listening to thunder!

Lu Li raised his eyes and sneered, "I'm so majestic? Okay."

"Tan Long!"

Stop drinking!

I saw Tan Long grinning and stopping in front of Peng Wei, thunder blasted, he had already reached out with a palm and clasped it on Peng Wei's shoulder!

"Go to King Yan's Mansion to play a prestige? With you?" Tan Long surged, and directly pressed Peng Wei to his knees, his whole bones making a terrible rubbing sound!

Peng Wei knelt on the ground, his aura was completely dissipated, but he was very angry, and shouted: "I am waiting for the visit to solve the problem. You junior, are you trying to give us a demon!? "

"Get off the horse?" Lu Li smiled, "Treasurer Peng misunderstood. I said in the restaurant yesterday that if you give me face, I naturally give you face."

As he spoke, Lu Li flipped through the stack of books next to him, took out the martial arts books and threw them in front of Peng Wei, and said coldly, "But you have scanned my face now, and you can take it with you in a word?"

Peng Wei had a cold face, and wanted to reach out to retrieve his account book, but when he heard Tan Long let out a cold snort, he immediately hesitated.

Even if they were both in the thunder-listening realm, Tan Long had already reached the deep realm of thunderous muscles and bones, only half a step away from opening the Xuanmen, he was not an opponent at all if he really wanted to start.

Thinking of this, Peng Wei's attitude softened a bit, "Master Lu, you and I have no grievances and no grudges, why bother to harm me like this?"

Lu Li sneered without speaking.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, the treasurer Ai took a step forward, neither overbearing nor overbearing, "I saw Master Lu in the next Aizi stage."

Lu Li squinted at him, "Treasurer Ai has something to say?"

"Let's tell your lord, Ai came here today, just to tell the adults that Ai has always been responsible for doing things for the Yan Palace, and he has no shame in his heart. There is absolutely no sordidness in the account book. Please return it to me.

Shi Yiyi, the elder of Aizi, has a very sincere tone.

But the trace of contentment in his eyes still betrayed his thoughts at the moment.

In his opinion, Peng Wei and the others are completely stupid, and they are not able to make false accounts. They even keep the handbook with the nobles. Now they have more hands on this kind of low-level mistake, he would never Commit.

No one could see the slightest problem with that account book, and Ai Ziqi didn't believe that the hairy boy in front of him could hold him.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Li pulled out Ai Ziqi's account book.

He is responsible for half of the water transportation, but the account book is much thinner than others.

After looking around at random, Lu Li put down the ledger, "Treasurer Ai has done a good job."

Ai Ziqi thought he was subdued, with a complacent smile on his face, and said slowly: "Master Lu is appreciative. Of course you need to use some thought to do things for your Highness."

"Ok."

Lu Li nodded approvingly, and said nonchalantly, "It's a pity that you have put your thoughts in the wrong place."

The smile on Ai Ziqi's face solidified, "My lord, what does this mean?"

"You are a smart person, know the rules, and you will be able to hold your feet." Lu Li stood up and approached step by step in the surprised eyes of Ai Ziqi. "The smarter the person, the more complicated things you think. You will be better than others. Calculate three more steps and five steps, or even ten steps and a hundred steps."

"My lord is absurd."

Aizi's eyes expecting Lu Li suddenly jumped from the bottom of her heart, and a coldness rushed from her back to the top of her head. He stepped back silently, and said, "Aimou thought about it, since I am not ashamed of my heart, the account book is still left with the lord. It’s better in your hand, so goodbye."

He was about to retreat, but Tan Long was already in front of the door. This move made him extremely frightened, and said in a stern, "What are you doing? Get out of it!"

Tan Long didn't say a word, just smiled sorrowfully.

"Treasurer Ai, you are indeed a talent." Lu Li said with regret, "But, why can't you be smarter?"

Ai Ziqi's face was pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Master Lu, this is Prince Yan's Mansion. Don't make mistakes!"

"Yes."

"This... is the Yan Palace!"

Lu Li grinned, there was no smile on his face, but a bit of madness on his face. The next moment he rushed over, kicked Ai Ziqi's chest and kicked him a little bit!

"In Prince Yan's Mansion, do you dare to show off your cleverness?"

When the voice fell, Lu Li raised his hand, the invisible sharp meaning condensed on the fingertips, "Tell me yourself, are you looking for death?"

Ai Ziqi struggled to get up, shouting: "I'm from the Shen family! Don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Li waved his hand and the sword energy had already passed.

Ai Ziqi's voice stopped abruptly, and there was a line of blood on his throat, blood squeezing out like a fountain.

He clutched his throat, struggling desperately for a moment, there was still a trace of disbelief remaining in the fading pupils!

Lu Li took a deep look at him and whispered, "Sorry, I don't know."