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145 The Sword of Pingtian(2/2)

"snort!"

Bao Qin's face turned cold and gritted her teeth and said, "Hou... Master, do you want me to teach them a lesson?"

"never mind."

Guo Fan's eyes were deep, making people unable to see the thoughts in his heart. He heard this, but he just shook his head lightly.

"grandfather."

On the other side, the girl hurriedly changed the topic and said, "The Demon Sword is lost and the Demon Sect is also scattered. Where is the Hero of Li?"

"Does Li Daxia have a wife and children?"

"Can you leave the inheritance?"

"The rise of Pingtian's sword was too sudden. Although there was a family, wife and children, I have not heard of leaving behind the inheritance."

The storyteller shook his head and said, "Li Daxia's family gradually declined in the next ten years. Although the Li family of Jingmen is here, they are not dominant in their martial arts."

"oh!"

The girl nodded: "What a pity that the magic sword can be passed down for several generations, but the swordsmanship of Daxia Li became a terrifying sound in his hands."

"That may not be."

The storyteller subconsciously glanced at the young master Gao’s table and shook his head to reject it.

"Um?"

The girl was stunned.

At this moment, the scene was filled with shock and suspicion, and even Guo Fan and Bao Qin couldn't help but show their solemn appearance.

The Pingtian sword can fight against the magic sword, but no one has ever seen Li Daxia's sword technique with his own eyes.

Compared to the magic sword, it is more mysterious.

Inheritance will be cut off.

Is there any other news about this storyteller?

"grandfather."

The girl's lips were dry and she spoke carefully: "Can we know, what else has left behind by Daxia Li?"

"good."

The storyteller nodded.

"Storytellers, don't talk nonsense. As soon as the sky comes out, it's a thing that everyone knows about in the world."

Someone sneered: "You are a storyteller in a restaurant. Can you know any secrets?"

"This is not necessarily true."

The storyteller smiled proudly and stroked his beard lightly.

"It's just..."

"Ahem!"

He coughed lightly, picked up the teacup in front of him and shook his head: "What a pity, my throat is dry and thirsty, but I have no tea."

“Duh!”

A muffled sound made the table in front of him tremble slightly.

But a ten tael of silver fell on the table, and it was half an inch into the table, as if it was inlaid.

The exquisite use of strength is even better than the techniques of the Gao young master just now.

"explain!"

Everyone turned their heads, but saw a big man with disheveled hair tasting wine alone in the corner of the restaurant.

"Well said, the money is yours."

"But if you talk nonsense..."

"snort!"

The man snorted coldly, and the scene immediately became cold, as if it was the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Expert!

Bao Qin's eyes shrank, and subconsciously put his hands into the package in his arms.

"Don't be excited."

Guo Fan glanced at her, his voice calmly, but quietly sootheed the vigilance in Baoqin's heart.

Indeed, there is a Marquis here.

She smiled sweetly and felt relieved.

"Ten taels!"

Seeing the silver in front of him, the storyteller's eyes almost shone, and he ignored the threat from the other party's mouth.

"Ten taels of silver are worth it!"

He hurriedly reached out and pulled the silver out of the table, even put it in his mouth to bite it to test the quality.

"grandfather."

Fortunately, the girl next to her was still a little rational, her face turned pale, and she gently pulled his sleeves.

"We don't know that we can't say anything randomly."

"Or otherwise, there will be trouble!"

As she spoke, her voice was already trembling slightly, and she even had a little crying voice.

"I know."

The storyteller rolled his eyes, sat upright, and continued, "I want to talk about this Pingtian Yishou Hero."

"This person has a good friend, and he is not changed. He is known as Liuhe Quick Dead, and he is also an expert of his generation."

"Xia Li once left something to this friend, and it is said that it contains the secret of Pingtian's sword."

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Bang..."

The seats were lifted off, and the wine and food were splashed everywhere.

The gorgeously dressed young master Gao suddenly changed his expression and flew away the table in front of him.

"Old guy, you're looking for death!"
Chapter completed!
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