The Sword Dynasty

Fatty Zhang is named Zhang Nan. Although the adjective Fatty is quite appropriate, among the city figures in Changling, only a few like Wang Taixu dare to call him like this.

When he came, this Hongyun Tower was surrounded by groups of people on two floors. There were at least a hundred people on the two floors that could be seen in the surrounding streets. In the dark, it was unknown how many archers and A person who can pose a threat to practitioners.

Inside the Red Rhythm Building, there were people playing the tunes in the rest of the rooms, passing through several walls, but it made the atmosphere of this quiet room a little weird.

Seeing that Wang Taixu didn't speak after sitting down, Zhang Nanfei's face could not help but twitch slightly, and said unpleasantly: "Wang Taixu, what kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd? We are customers, you are the Lord, since you came, no What does it mean to say nothing?"

Looking at Zhang Nan's oily face, Wang Taixu's expression did not change, and smiled: "Although I am a landlord, today you are talking to me, not I want to talk to you, so I naturally want to listen What are you talking about with me?"

Zhang Nan looked slightly cold and snorted coldly without speaking.

Tang Que next to him slowly raised his head, a pair of cold eyes, fixed on Wang Taixu's body.

"I started killing at the age of fifteen. At the age of sixteen, I came to Changling with Xu Jin and Lin Qingdie. I didn't know how much blood was bleeding before I climbed to this position today.

Tang Que said slowly and coldly: "Of course I am not afraid of death... So I came to see you today, not to beg you to let us leave Jinlin Tang a way of life, but to tell you, even if you can kill me and all around me Brother, you can’t keep those two-story businesses."

Wang Taixu calmly looked at this exceptionally cold and gloomy man, and said indifferently: "Then what?"

The fat on Zhang Nan's face shivered slightly, with some embarrassing smiles: "Wang Taixu, according to the old saying on our rivers and lakes, is to be spared and spared. There were too many people who died a few days ago. Make trouble, and give the opportunity to intervene directly above, then there is nothing good to eat. You are a smart person, know when to go in and when to retreat. You have killed so many people in Jinlin Tang, and you have enough Chips, next cooperation with Jinlin Tang will only make money, not lose money."

Wang Taixu smiled at the words, but did not speak for a while.

"Wang Taixu, what the hell do you say?" Zhang Nan looked at Wang Taixu's appearance, suddenly impatient, and shouted.

There were some sarcastic expressions on Wang Taixu's face. He looked at the fat man seriously and sighed: "Zhang Fatzi, you are also a wise man, and you are older than me, so you should understand that little people like us , Some things we can't touch."

Zhang Nan's face grew darker and darker, saying: "Wang Taixu, you can make it clear."

"Since you want me to make it clear, then I will make it clear." Wang Taixu looked at him, his eyes indifferent: "You give them a lobbyist, obviously they also gave you a little insight, Xu I’ll give you some benefits. But you should easily think about it. Our two-story building has been doing business in Changling for so many years. Are you afraid to find a backer above?"

"But why don't we find it?"

"Characters like us, and those dignitaries in the temple can qualify to say that brothers and brothers are not successful? If you find a backer, you can only be a dog."

Listening to Wang Taixu's words, a sneer appeared on Zhang Nan's face. He took a piece of Jinpa and wiped his sweat, coldly interrupted: "But you should also understand that for those nobles, we There is no difference between a life and a dog itself."

"Being a wild dog can still bite a bite casually." Wang Taixu mocked: "A domestic dog is arbitrarily killed and cooked and cooked. And the backer is not necessarily stable, you don't know which day your backer will not You will be crushed to death because of something falling down. Whoever follows you will be annoying to see you. So in these years, our two floors have been mixed in the muddy water at the bottom of the pond, carefully not standing Under the door of any noble person, it’s not that I don’t want two floors to climb up, but that we were born with such a life, so that we can live better. A wild dog thinks of a tiger’s mouth to eat meat , Even if the meat is delicious this time, it is worth it to fill up the life of the family."

The meat on Zhang Nan's face shook again, and said coldly: "Nobles are also of different sizes."

"Where can it be?"

Wang Taixu thought of what Ding Ning said to himself before. He looked sideways and saw that Ding Ning was dealing with a few dishes in the case very quietly, and he was very attentive. He couldn't help but smile again: " Now, apart from Yan Xiang and Li Xiang, who are trusted by His Majesty, the rest of the people are big, don’t they just fall down? Did you forget what happened during the two years before His Majesty took the throne?"

"Since you have said so, it seems that you are determined not to give in at all?" Zhang Nan took out Jinpa again and wiped his sweat, but his face calmed down.

Wang Taixu did not look at him, but looked at Tang Que and said, "If you come to me today to let you and your brother go, I may agree, as long as you never return to Changling in the future, this is me The biggest concession you can make."

"Is it?"

Tang Que looked at Wang Taixu coldly and said, "If I were there that day, you might have died. The only mistake we made was that we were also a practitioner who had reached the fifth realm."

Wang Taixu laughed: "There are not so many ifs in the world. I only know that I only lost one tooth, and the two heads of Jin Lin Tang are now lying in the mud."

Tang Que was not angry because of this. Instead, a strange pink appeared on his face. He looked at Wang Taixu and said coldly, "You are very confident."

Wang Taixu smiled and said: "You need to reflect."

Tang Que narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Ding Ning, who was intent on eating beside Wang Taixu, and the snow-white old man who had been drinking tea quietly since he sat down, "Just I don't understand where your confidence comes from , Just for the sake of mystery, take a city boy who fell in the sycamore, a fortune teller under the bridge?"

Wang Taixu said seriously: "It's enough."

"You gave up your last chance."

Tang Que shook his head and said this indifferently.

Then the glass in his hand fell.

At the same time that his wine glass began to fall, Zhang Nan's eyes shone a substantial chill.

"Do it!"

He let out a low drink.

In this quiet room, there were a total of eleven people before Wang Taixu, Ding Ning, and the silent white-haired old man entered.

Except for Zhang Nan and Tang Que, the other seven are all two-story people.

Those who can qualify to sit here with Wang Taixu are naturally the most important people on two floors, and his most trusted partner.

At the same time Zhang Nan screamed, the seven men had all shot.

However, three of them were shooting at the other four.

The gusty wind was accompanied by countless stern noises.

Zhong Xiu, wearing a purple light shirt beside him, flew lightly like a purple butterfly. In his left hand sleeve, a lilac sword stretched out dreamily without any fireworks Angry point to Wang Taixu's forehead.

The table case before Tang Que's absence was torn apart, and a large blue sword jumped from his knee and fell to his palm.

Suddenly, Tang Que moved forward with a completely straight forward attack. The true elements in the body poured into the sword body, and the blue wave rippled across the sword, and immediately like a blue wave head towards the king. Too empty came in front of him.

Tang Mengchen, the one-eyed dragon with his head hanging down beside him, raised his head and raised his arms at this moment.

A violent metal rattle sounded instantly on his arms.

Dozens of blue lights came first and enveloped Wang Taixu's figure.

At this moment, Zhang Nan did not do anything, still sitting motionless.

As with the previous plan, he doesn't have to do it now.

The three people who secretly stood on their side were enough to make the four people loyal to Wang Taixu unable to rescue Wang Taixu at once, and Wang Taixu, who was already injured, could not stop Zhong Xiu, Tang Que and Tang Menchen teamed up to assassinate.

As long as Wang Taixu died, they could quickly control the situation here.

The thought of one of the most important competitors in the Changling City is about to fall in front of the eyes. It should have been self-satisfied and satisfied, but I don’t know why, but at this time Zhang Nan’s body has a strong uneasiness.

The performances of the young and the old next to Wang Taixu were all too unusual.

At this time, Ding Ning was actually still in the calm folder.

On the other side, the old man with white hair is still drinking tea with a teapot.

In the wind and rain of the room at the moment, such a picture is too calm and too weird.

However, according to the news of those most trusted by Wang Taixu in the two floors, these two are obviously ordinary people.

That boy was just an ordinary city boy in Wutong.

The old man with white hair was just the fortune teller Wang Taixu met in the market today.According to those few people, Wang Taixu only thought that this white-haired old man had been taken by the side of the bones, so that they could suspect that they were powerful practitioners.

Therefore, in the previous conversation, Tang Quecai said that Wang Taixu made mysterious things.

Because like a gambler, Wang Taixu's hole cards, in fact, have all been seen by them.

Only now, why do these two people behave like this?

Zhang Nan's body was getting colder and colder, but countless drops of sweat poured out of his forehead and body.

...

Wang Taixu sat still.

His right hand seemed to suddenly disappear into the air.

A gray sword light spread over him.

This is a sword light that is only one foot long.

The sword in his hand is only one foot long, and the sword head is a little blunt, which looks like a gray flat ruler.

He didn't control the lilac long sword that pierced his forehead at all, nor did he control the blue sword light he used for the wave, but he cut off every blue light hitting himself incomparably.

At this moment, Zhang Nan groaned involuntarily in his throat.

Because the things he feared most appeared.

The teapot in the hand of the white-haired old man beside Wang Taixu fell down.

A white sword appeared in his hand.

The sword is thick and short, and it is like a thick horn in the hand.