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    Luo Jiujiang, who was also drinking tea in a teahouse, suddenly felt his nose itchy.

    He sneezed, rubbed the tip of his nose, and thought who was thinking about him this time?

    Normally, Luo Jiujiang would definitely dare to conclude that the person who would talk about him would be his good friend if not Han Qianling, but now after half a month of running water, he finally knows how famous he is.

    Not to mention anything else, at least at this moment, he still has a six-foot-thick name card stuffed in his storage bag.

    From ancient times to the present, teahouses have always been a good place to inquire about news, whether it is in the human world or in the realm of comprehension.

    Luo Jiujiang ordered a pot of tea and three dishes of refreshments, and quietly listened to the storytelling of the gentleman in the hall downstairs, but when he heard the sound of the other party's castanets, the first sentence he spoke was: "As I said last time, this young master of the spirit snake  Ah, he has clever tricks, and he doesn't panic in front of Xuanwu. Seeing that the monks around him have dispersed, and there is no one around, he feels at ease"

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    He still had tea in his mouth, and wanted to cough and swallow, but he couldn't move up and down for a while, and finally he only stretched out his cheeks into a weird shape.

    Having provoked such an incident, Luo Jiujiang dared not drink tea anymore.  He pushed the teacup away a little, and looked away, hoping to hear what flowers the old man downstairs could come up with.

    However, the other party really deserves to eat with his mouth. He told the fighting scene against the enemy Xuanwu in a very witty and ups and downs.

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    Luo Jiujiang wiped his face.

    Possibly it has something to do with the current wartime atmosphere. The old storyteller pays a lot of money for good business, and the storyteller only talks about comedy.

    This "Dragon, Spirit, Snake Fighting Xuanwu" can be said to be the hottest current event today. It was preemptively processed by the old storyteller, and it became a witty and witty story.

    Inevitably, Baihu Xuanwu was all processed into a bit of a funny buffoon.  Luo Jiujiang was sweating for him when he heard it upstairs, thinking that fortunately this storyteller is only telling this kind of small world, if this story is heard by Xuanwu

    If Xuanwu listened

    Luo Jiujiang's empty eyes swept across the hall on the first floor at random, and then suddenly froze on the back of one of the dark green shirts.

    Almost reflexively, Luo Jiujiang stood up silently.

    Although he had only met Xuanwu once so far, the impression left on Luo Jiujiang by that time was deep enough.

    It seems that it is not his illusion, every detail of this back is very similar to Xuanwu.

    However, if this person is really Xuanwu, then he can still drink tea leisurely amidst the sound of storytelling with such content, his bearing is really extraordinary.

    Luo Jiujiang's figure suddenly distorted and disappeared, and he didn't even bother to save a few spirit stones for tea money.  He was afraid that Xuanwu would notice that his eyes were too open, so he deliberately averted his gaze.

    In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared downstairs, swift as a falcon, standing in front of the owner of the dark green shirt.

    The man in a long robe looked like a scribe, with a white paper folding fan in his hand.

    Seeing Luo Jiujiang suddenly appearing in front of him and standing still, he didn't panic. He calmly put the teacup in his hand on the table, and when he raised his head again, it was indeed Xuanwu's handsome and flawless face.

    At this time, the two of them were living in the lobby of the teahouse. Although the teahouse has always been a quiet place, it is not considered a quiet place where even a young old man can tell stories on the first floor.

    Upstairs and downstairs, neighbors and neighbors, hundreds of lives are always tied.

    Xuanwu can have no scruples, but Luo Jiujiang cannot.

    What's more, Xuanwu is strong while Luo Jiujiang is weak, and Xuanwu is ruthless while Luo Jiujiang is benevolent. Therefore, comparing the two, Xuanwu's eyes are still full of smiles, but Luo Jiujiang's complexion is already extremely solemn.

    "You are too nervous." Xuanwu glanced at Luo Jiujiang casually, raised his chin slightly, and signaled him to sit opposite him.

    Luo Jiujiang's face was tense, and before he could open his mouth to say something to Xuanwu, there was a sound of heavy and fast footsteps behind him.

    ¡ª¡ªLuo Jiujiang heard it, it was a teahouse guy on the second floor.

    Xuan Wu seemed to be curious, and looked in the direction of the owner of the footsteps.

    At this time, every move he made was stared at by Luo Jiujiang. The moment his eyes turned, Luo Jiujiang almost drew his sword.

    At that moment, Luo Jiujiang's anger was boiling. If the man hadn't walked over quickly, the two of them would have really started fighting.

    The guy doesn't know thisbsp;If a puppet is killed by a spirit snake face-to-face, or by the snake venom that he disdains, it is still an annoying little thing, then it is a shame and a shame for a puppet to be killed by a brain bomb!

    Dong Shuangyu stood up silently to get out of the way, and watched Xuanwu walk out of the room with a face as heavy as a drop of water.

    He turned around and closed the door, pushed aside the vertical and horizontal black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and pressed his palms on them to divide them flat to both sides.

    The cold white reflective metal plate under the chessboard is revealed.

    Dong Shuangyu's handwriting was well-regulated at such a critical moment, without any confusion.  He sent a message: [My lord went forward with anger, maybe because of the puppet matter, Wan Wang should be careful and be careful.  ¡¿

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