Chapter 61 60 Challenge

Chapter 61 60. Fighting

The night was as dark as water, but not cold anymore. It was May, and the spring scenery was in full bloom.

Lady Yan held her husband's arm and wandered around Yinxi Street.

In this busy city, the smell of fireworks was heavy, and the aroma of meat and wine was rising in waves of white mist.

Looking up, there were some open-air food stalls at the end of the streets and alleys, mostly selling noodles, wontons, and pancakes.

In addition, shouting could be heard everywhere.

"Boji Watercolor, don't miss it if you pass by~~"

"Fine brocade, the most popular pattern in Yujing Palace, come and have a look~~"

"Wang Pangzi's new signature, fruit wood smoked roast goose, with half a catty of wine, I guarantee you will enjoy it and feel refreshed"

Mrs. Yan laughed and said, "It's really lively, unlike Xiaomofang, where every household closes the door after dark"

Li Yuan touched her hair lovingly and said, "What to eat? Or go make another dress? It's hot, I have to change into a silk skirt."

Mrs. Yan smiled and said, "I'll treat you to a drink, a new cherry drink, you will never guess where we go to eat it."

"Okay, I'll give you a surprise." Li Yuan said with a smile.

Soon, the two came to an elegant pavilion.

The plaque read "Manyue Tea House".

In the building, some girls were holding tea trays, turning and dodging, serving tea to guests as if dancing.

The receptionist was also a pretty girl. She obviously knew Yan Yu. When their eyes met, her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Sister Yan, the boss lady is waiting for you upstairs."

Mrs. Yan smiled and responded, then took Li Yuan upstairs.

Upstairs, in the private room, a long-legged beauty in a snow-white gauze dress and a scarlet skirt was fiddling with a tea bowl. When she saw the two of them, she stood up gracefully and saluted.

Li Yuan also returned the salute.

This beautiful woman was the boss lady of Hengwu Restaurant, and she was an old acquaintance.

It was indeed inappropriate for a woman to go out alone at night, but a widow was an exception.

The boss lady of Hengwu Restaurant was a widow.

"Sister Xue." Mrs. Yan ran over and took the boss lady's arm.

Mrs. Yan was petite, but the boss lady was quite tall. If you compare beauties to flowers, they are two different flowers.

The proprietress glanced at Li Yuan with a smile and said, "I dare not."

Li Yuan said, "You call your own."

Mrs. Yan ran back and pulled Li Yuan to sit down. Then the proprietress mixed three cups of drinks and asked someone to serve some preserved fruits.

The window was open, and the moon was bright outside the window, and the stars reflected in the water, making the night much quieter.

Li Yuan grabbed the drink and drank it. He felt like drinking fruit tea in a milk tea shop in his previous life, so he smiled and said, "Sister Yan said she wanted to give me a surprise, and this drink is indeed a surprise."

Yan Yu said, "Not only that, this Full Moon Tea House is opened by Sister Xue and me."

Li Yuan was stunned.

The proprietress smiled and said, "Young Master Li, you are a great man.

It is nice to be under a big tree to enjoy the shade. I want to do some business in peace and stability under your shade.

In addition, my sister Yan and I have similar personalities and can always talk to each other, so we opened this store together.

We will split the money we earn in half."

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Where is the proprietress from?"

"I am from Lianglong Mountain. I was attacked by pirates and fled here with my husband's family.

My husband's family was weak and died soon. They left some money and loyal servants, so I opened a restaurant.

Here, I usually pay the standard fee to Master Wu, and I will still have to pay it in the future.

If someone else changes, I will give it to the new master. But I don't have any private relationship with Master Wu, and I probably won't have any with the new masters in the future.

I am a woman. , how can I have friendship with those adults, I know it very well. But I don't want to. "

The lady boss lowered her eyelashes, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "I look a bit glorious, but after all, I am just a woman. Who can know the pain in my heart?"

The lady boss seemed to be trapped in a certain memory, and said: "Coincidentally, I have some fate with Master Li. I knew him before I became rich, and I got along so well with Lady Yan, so I thought of relying on you, Master Li."

As she said, she held her chin and raised her head and said: "Speaking of it, Master Li is only eighteen this year, and I am already twenty-three. If Master Li wants me, I really won't lose."

Then, she glanced at Lady Yan, and the two women laughed together. It was obvious that they were very close on weekdays, talked about these things a lot, and were not taboo about them.

Li Yuan said: "But soon, I will fight with Zhao Zimu in the ring. He is a knife genius in Changqing Martial Arts School, but I use a bow.

I have only learned knife for more than three months."

The boss lady nodded slightly and said: "If you have not shared the hardships with Master Li, how can you share the joys?"

Mrs. Yan said coquettishly: "Sister Xue, are you so sure that my husband will lose?"

The boss lady said: "It's not that I am sure, but almost everyone believes so. So, I chose to tell Master Li about my feelings at this time."

Her move was considered a low-end investment, but she did have to take a lot of risks afterwards.

But this was also a way for her to prove her sincerity.

Back home.

Li Yuan hugged Mrs. Yan, lying together and talking pillow talk.

"Husband, look, even though I kissed Sister Xue, I didn't tell her you were great. Hehe, isn't your wife very virtuous?"

"Then continue to reward!"

"Oh, what are you doing? Don't be so lewd, don't be~~"

Playful laughter came from under the thin blanket.

The apricot tree outside the window bloomed and faded, but Lady Yan planted some peonies, irises and lilacs, which were in full bloom at this time.

Seven days later.

In Wangxi Tower, the gurgling stream reflected the skylight and showed dazzling golden waves.

The upstairs was already full of people. Because of the proprietress, Yan Yu also had a good position on the third floor. Although it was in the corner, he could also see the fighting on the ring.

This was the first time she watched her man fight.

But the ring was still empty.

The proprietress grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds and two cups of drinks, and chatted with Yan Yu while eating.

Behind the two women, there were two burly men with knives on their backs. They were the proprietress's own guards.

Yinxi had good security, and such a large gathering would not cause any trouble.

What's more, the proprietress glanced at the noble area on the high platform on the edge of the ring opposite Wangxi Tower.

The man sitting in the middle is the real local tyrant of Yinxi, Wutong and Zichong, the leader of the Blood Knife Sect——Tiesha.

Tiesha is here, what danger can there be?

She brought guards because there are many people today, just in case.

On the ring, a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes has already sat cross-legged, the breeze blows, blowing his hair on both sides, showing his handsome face.

And the long sword is placed across his knees, the sword is not unsheathed, but full of fighting spirit.

This man is Zhao Zimu.

The proprietress cracked a melon seed and asked in a low voice: "The opponents are all here, where is Master Li?"

Madam Yan said softly with her mouth: "I don't know."

And downstairs came some laughter and noise, vaguely saying "Isn't he afraid?" "He must know that he will lose, so he won't come."

Lady Yan said angrily, "They are really good at talking. Who would run away in such a battle?"

The lady boss said softly, "They are not stupid. They are just flattering. Hey, who do you think is more handsome, Zhao Zimu or Little Li?"

"Of course it's Little Li. What else is there to say?" Lady Yan put her hands on her waist, very proud.

As the two women were talking, they heard noises coming from the distance.

The crowd of people watching separated into a path, and a young man with his head down and a long sword walked out of the path.

The long sword dragged on the ground, making a harsh "crackling" sound.

Li Yuan arrived at the edge of the ring, jumped onto the ring lightly, took a look at the "38~40" floating around the other party, and said with a fist: "Brother Zhao, I'm late."

"It doesn't matter. You came from afar because you are tired; I waited here quietly, but I am full of energy. Do you want to rest?" Zhao Zimu asked indifferently.

Li Yuan nodded and said, "You are right. I will take a break."

Zhao Zimu:

Everyone:.

After a while, Li Yuan grabbed the knife handle, and Zhao Zimu also drew his knife out of the sheath. The two figures crossed each other and approached each other in an instant.

You went back and forth, and for a while, they fought fiercely.

As the blood and qi flowed, the big knife opened and closed, and each collision was like a heavy weapon colliding, making a roar caused by huge force.

Everyone was overwhelmed, but heard a sound like an explosion.

The two separated and looked at each other from a distance.

Zhao Zimu said: "Junior Brother Li, you are not weak. You have only practiced the knife for three months, and you have such a level. I heard that you are from a village like Xiaomofang, which is even more rare.

I recognize your strength.

It's a pity. It's too early for you to fight. I won't be polite later."

Li Yuan panted and said, "Please teach me."

After that, he shouted and rushed up again.

In a flash, the two fought for hundreds of rounds again.

Finally, Zhao Zimu was caught off guard and was hit on the back by Li Yuan's knife back. He lost his balance and fell off the ring.

Zhao Zimu was shocked and wanted to touch the ground with the tip of his knife to return to the ring.

After all, falling off the ring meant losing.

But Li Yuan was quick-witted and swung his long knife again, pressing Zhao Zimu from mid-air, preventing him from flying back.

Bang! !

Zhao Zimu fell into the dust and rolled twice. He turned his head in anger and resignation, but saw the young man on the ring politely clasping his fists, panting, and politely saying, "Brother Zhao, lucky."

Zhao Zimu couldn't get angry for a while, so he could only return the greeting and said, "Brother Li, you won."

But he was very unwilling in his heart, always feeling that he could win, but he lost just a little bit.

Maybe he shouldn't let the other party rest.

Or maybe it was because the other party's knife was longer than his.

Damn it

Damn it.