Be The Main God From Naruto

Four hundred and twelve 10 Lipo Sword God, Yuhang Xinke

Yuhang Town.

In the old inn, where the price was so high that there were few customers, two extravagant guests came, and they opened their mouths to say that there were two sky-shaped rooms.

Judging from their appearance and the way they get along, they should be a father and daughter.

"Li Xiaoer! Where did he die?"

An aunt dressed as a standard country woman stood at the door of the inn, roaring like a lion from the east of the river: "Your guest! Come back!"

Not long after the words were finished, a young man in sackcloth and carrying a wooden sword ran over quickly.

This person has delicate features, lively eyes, a pair of pupils that seem to be able to speak, high spirits, and erratic actions. Compared with the waiter in the shop, he is more like a young hero who has gone out to explore the world.

He approached the woman with a playful smile: "Auntie, is the fat sheep here?"

The woman's face sank, and she slammed the kitchen knife on the door: "Li Xiaoyao!"

"Hey! Got it! I will serve the guests well!"

The young man walked into the kitchen honestly, prepared some food and wine, and sent it to the second floor, still yelling something like "If you don't open for three years, you can eat for three years when you open."

As soon as he opened the door, the father and daughter who were talking immediately stopped talking.

"hiss……"

Li Xiaoyao gasped and stood at the door without going in.

He has helped his aunt run the halls at the inn all these years, and he has accumulated some skills in observing words and expressions.

The two people in front of them don't seem to be good at each other.

Let's look at the middle-aged man with a square face, bushy eyebrows, straight nose, beard around his jaw, wearing silk and satin, and a wishful sword on the table.

Although the sword has not been drawn out of its sheath, just by looking at the decoration of the scabbard and the faint smell of blood, one can tell that it is not ordinary.

Li Xiaoyao turned around and left, leaving the father and daughter staring at each other, unable to understand what kind of medicine this little ghost in the backcountry was selling.

After a while, Li Xiaoyao returned and served steaming dishes to the two.

"Second brother, why did you change the food and drink?"

The middle-aged stroked his beard,

Looking at him with a half-smile.

"I originally planned to use watered wine and overnight pork to fool me. Seeing that the two of you are not ordinary people, I put down this idea."

Li Xiaoyao spoke very beautifully, pointing to the wine and dishes on the table, seemingly honestly said: "The fifteen-year-old apricot blossom wine from Yuhang Town, the fresh beef that Butcher Zhang just slaughtered today, marinated with his own sauce, and I will give it to the two of you immediately." It's here."

"you know me?"

The middle-aged man looked at him with some amusement.

"I don't know him, but you look at your majestic appearance and majestic appearance. You must be a hero of a decent family."

Li Xiaoyao's small mouth was smeared with honey, and if it sounds nice, don't spend money on it.

The young girl who was following the middle-aged man curled her lips and cast a disdainful glance at him. She had a bad first impression, and hummed softly, "You flatter me, you little fellow."

Li Xiaoyao stared at the middle-aged man with burning eyes as if he hadn't heard the words.

What does a little girl know about movies!

A child from a poor family like him has already done his best just to survive!

Wanting to become a hero who walks the rivers and lakes is something that can only be realized in a dream!

If there is no teacher from the teacher, and if there is no network, he has no choice but to curry favor with the guests and seek opportunities for himself.

Looking at the middle-aged man on the opposite side, his face is rosy, his temples are bulging high, he is full of energy, and his seal is full. Sitting there, a dragon and tiger spirit blows towards his face.

Definitely the best of the best!

If he takes good care of the other party, and someone teaches him a few tricks, Li Xiaoyao will not be able to use them up!

The middle-aged man said softly: "The money I paid before is not enough for this kind of hospitality. I wonder if there is anything I can ask for?"

Li Xiaoyao was overjoyed and immediately expressed his thoughts.

"I see."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

According to his observations, Li Xiaoyao's bones are not bad, his mind is clever, and he should also be a long-lived man. If he teaches a few tricks at will, it will become a good story in the future.

He is the majestic leader of Jiangnan martial arts, with so many exercises that he can't finish them by himself, so he doesn't need a broom to cherish himself.

However, he has a small problem.

"Have you heard of Tenlipo Sword God?"

When the middle-aged man was talking, he stared at Li Xiaoyao with burning eyes.

"Shilipo Sword God..."

Li Xiaoyao frowned: "It's just a deceiving trick like witches and witches."

"Understood."

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing: "You haven't seen it yourself, you just heard it from hearsay and speculated? Otherwise, why bother to find me?"

These words made Li Xiaoyao's face turn red with embarrassment.

After all, he is still a young man who has not seen much of the world, face is important, so he can only bite the bullet and argue: "Heroes with strong martial arts are often seen. Immortals who walk clouds and rain, eat wind and drink dew, have never been seen." But, who knows if it's true or not?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, raised his glass, and took a sip.

Similar to the action of bringing tea to the guests, Li Xiaoyao realized that the other party had lost interest in talking, so he retreated wisely.

After the door was closed, the girl snorted softly: "This naughty kid has no knowledge, but what he said is right, immortal...huh."

"Moonru."

The middle-aged man stroked the beard on his chin and corrected his daughter's thoughts: "The immortals do exist."

"Shushan Dugu Sword Saint is an immortal who can control the sword and fly immortals. This old man has seen the opponent's methods with his own eyes."

The girl was a little unconvinced: "Shu Mountain has been passed down for many years, what kind of wild lonely Zen is Shilipo?"

She has also heard about Mount Shu for a long time, and even heard rumors about the Qionghua School, the love and hatred between Yun Tianqing and Xuan Xiao in some legendary ghost stories and barnyard official and unofficial histories.

Even in those outrageously fake novelist stories, no one would dare to mention the word "resurrection".

Father missed his dead mother too much, so he was taken advantage of by rumors and lost his composure.

Looking at the performance of the girl, how can the middle-aged man not know what the daughter is thinking?

He sighed, and said, "Shilipo Sword God... is definitely not Ye Guchan. In the past two years, many people have witnessed his sky-reaching skills with their own eyes."

"Do you have any impression of Mr. Nan? He passed by here last year and was injured by a robber. He pierced his heart with a sword, and he seemed to be dying. The Shilipo Sword God happened to pass by, and he used the technique of returning to the sky, forcibly bringing him back to life." .”

"It is said that since then, many of the old illnesses of Nanda people have completely disappeared, and they have become more than ten years younger."

Of course, the girl understood who her father was referring to as Master Nanda.

Zaifu in the current dynasty and Chen in the southern dynasty have always thought that people are decent, and they have never been famous for being like the light.

Since even this person is touting for the Tenlipo Sword God, I am afraid that the other party really has some tricks.

The girl suddenly became interested: "Do you know the name of that fairy?"

Ruzi can be taught.

The middle-aged man hooked the corners of his lips indistinctly.

It is a good quality for a daughter to listen to what she has to say and not be stubborn.

He put his index finger into the wine glass, dipped some wine, and wrote two words on the table.

The girl leaned over and looked carefully, only to see that it said...

"Wang Yan."

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