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These days, the Wind and Snow Silver City has been very lively.

The sword meeting is about to be held. Many younger generations in the world, whether they practice swords or practice swords, or their disciples, most of them admire the name of the Lord of Fengxue Yincheng, gather here, hoping to see the true appearance at the sword meeting.

When you encounter opportunities, you can also learn a sword and a half-stage sword to benefit for your whole life.

This includes many young heroes on the Tianque Di Xuan Xin list.

However, there are always exceptions in everything.

For example, the exception is the Tiandao entering the city today.

...

It was an old man with a crane-haired hair walking on the main street of Fengxueyin City with his hands behind his back.

He dressed simply, had a burly and upright figure, and he didn't feel as old as he was walking in the wind and snow.

He is like a veteran general who has been through many battles on the battlefield. His aura is calm and his eyes are deep. Every step he takes is neither light nor heavy, and he is extremely rhythmic.

However, if someone is interested, he will find that none of the snowflakes flying all over the sky dare to fall on that figure. All the snowflakes will be quietly shattered three feet away, as if they were cut by an invisible knife.

Same.

To pieces!

Silently!

But he was walking in the bustling streets that were not affected by the wind and snow at all, and among the crowds of people coming and going, he was as ordinary as ordinary people in the martial arts world.

The old man is the Heavenly Sword to cut off thousands of disasters!

This is not the first time that Tiandao has entered the White Tower Gate of the Dayan Empire, but it is the first time that it has arrived at the Silver City where the wind and snow have not changed for ten years.

He felt a little strange when he saw the sky was covered with ice and snow.

Common sense says that in the ten years when there was no saint in the world, the ten-day saints should have been in seclusion and taken this opportunity to break the last barrier that blocked the vision for many years in the middle of the Six-character Sect and entered the realm of a true saint, and took the lead in the world.

But Tiandao could not let go of a trace of distracting thoughts in his heart.

It is a distraction, it is also an obsession, an obsession that is burdened by reputation!

After ten years of thinking, he finally decided to come here for a while, hoping to get rid of the only worries left in the rest of his life and take the last step of wearing a holy garment.

Duan Qianjie looked up at the clean plaque.

Swordsman Inn.

He entered the inn with no strange expression, and the back seemed to instantly return to those years when the young man had a sword and entered the world with his sword.

"Waiter, come and have a bowl of noodles." The old man with crane found a lively seat in the inn and sat down.

After a brief look around, there were people from the world who were holding swords and holding swords. They were dressed in strange clothes and had all kinds of accents.

The old man with crane hair is not surprised. He thought that it would be reasonable to attract so many strange people to observe swords with the name of his last ten years.

"We have Yangchun noodles, beef noodles, quick knife noodles, which one is the old man?" Most of the people entering and leaving the swordsman inn are tourists. The waiter has his own eyesight. No matter how many guests who have rest, he will do it.

Don't dare to neglect anything.

"What is the fast knife face?" The old man with crane was slightly surprised. Although he had not been in the world for many years, he had never heard of the name of the fast knife face.

"The old man doesn't know anything. There is a new chef in our inn. The knife of the two hands makes it as fast as the wind is dazzling. The surface cut out by his swords... Tsk tsk, waiter, I..."

"Just let's have a bowl of quick knife noodles and add more chopped green onions." The chef used a double knife, which was rarely heard of. The old man with crane hair rarely entered the world, and wanted to get involved in the long-lost urban aura.

"Okay! The old man waited for a while and arrived."

In a moment, a bowl of hot quick knife noodles was served on the table.

"Sir, please use it slowly." The waiter stood aside with his hands wiping his hands.

The old man with crane hair was not in a hurry to eat noodles.

Instead, he looked at the bowl of quick knife face deeply, and there was a rare flash of light in his deep eyes, and he couldn't help but say a good knife softly.

The waiter was puzzled.

I thought that this quick knife noodles had been sold for a few days, and many customers couldn't help but praise the good noodles after the entrance. This was the first time I heard someone say that the good knife was good.

"Can the old man use a knife?" the waiter asked tentatively.

"It's not considered using a knife after cutting firewood for decades." The old man with crane hair stroked his beard and smiled.

"The old man isn't a local, right?"

"I heard that there is a grand event in our Silver City, and I want to have a long experience before entering the coffin to see the unparalleled style of the city lord."

"The old man is right this time!" When I heard about the name of the city lord, the waiter was immediately excited.

"Oh?" The old man with crane pulled out his chopsticks and seemed to be smiling.

"Who doesn't want to see the heroic spirit of our city lord? Although this sword meeting is nominally a guide for the younger generation in the martial arts world, I can guarantee that the famous swords and swords are like the North Snow Mountain Villa of Jiange Duanjia

, there must be countless eyeliners who have entered this Silver City."

The little brother added confidently: "I can't say that the Lord Duanjia Tiandao is squatting in this inn."

The old man with crane hair who had not had this mood for many years laughed happily when he heard this: "My second brother has extraordinary eyesight..."

...

"How is it?" Ning Zhemei and several Lingwei followed closely at the other end of the street. Jiang Manlou, who was exhausted, looked at the Lingwei who was disguisingly reporting in front of him and asked anxiously.

"Go back to the mountain master, he entered an inn." The Lingwei quickly followed after seeing the ceremony.

"Inn? Which inn?" Jiang Manlou frowned slightly.

"Dauncher Inn."

"Is it very famous?" Jiang Manlou walked anxiously.

"There are quite a few inns in Yincheng. However, in recent days, the inn has a chef who can use double swords to make the original fast knife noodles. The reputation of the original fast knife noodles is very good in the market."

"Who is the chef? Have you ever found out about his identity?" Jiang Manlou asked.

"There is no way to check! The commander secretly observed the man's habit of using a knife, saying that it seemed to come from the north."

"The north? Isn't it the person from Beixue Mountain Villa?" Jiang Manlou was even more surprised. In recent years, the name of the four major villas in the world has been rarely heard of. If it weren't for mentioning Beijiu, he would have almost forgotten it.

"The commander is just suspicious and there is no definite evidence."

"What did he do in the inn?" Jiang Manlou asked again.

"He asked for a bowl of noodles."

Stop at Jiangmanlou.

He looked at the Lingwei incredibly.

Ask for a bowl of noodles?

The dignified Lord Tiandao, who is one of the ten-day saints, has rarely had an opponent in the world. He traveled thousands of miles to Fengxue Yincheng just to eat a bowl of noodles?

Where is this with?

Looking up, not far away was the swordsman inn where the old man with a crane hair was leaving. Jiang Manlou ordered: "Brother Ning and you guys, let's retreat for the time being. Since they have not shown hostility, we must not lose our etiquette."

Ning Zhemei said with some concern: "But..."

Jiang Manlou patted Ning Zhemei on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Tiandao and I have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the past, so I will never take my sacrifice knife."

...

Jiang Manlou entered the inn alone.

It is also the Swordsman Inn.

The inn was crowded, but he still saw the tall back with a sharp sword intent at first sight.

He chose a table to sit down.

A table facing the old man with crane hair.

He took out a ingot of gold, and the waiter was very sensible to change the two guests at the table.

After cleaning the table that Jiang Manlou had only one person, the Lord Tibingshan called out: "Waiter, a bowl of quick knife noodles."

(PS: This chapter is a favorite chapter of Loulan. Tiandao entered the city and ordered a bowl of noodles. Hehe, it's interesting.)