The downpour continues.

The soybean-sized raindrops hit the window, and the sound was fierce. Of course, these did not affect the people in the inn. However, after Gu Qingci came in, the inn began to quiet down, and almost everyone looked at Gu Qingci and Nie Changliu from time to time.

Nie Changliu has been traveling around the world for many years and is a little sensitive. Before he knew it, he took off the knife and placed it on the table. He also reminded Gu Qingci to pay more attention.

However, without Nie Changliu's words, Gu Qingci also noticed that these people seemed to be looking at him all the time. Gradually, he felt something was wrong. At first, he thought it was just a coincidence, and happened to meet a lot of people. However, when he looked at it carefully, he noticed that the entire inn was full of people.

Although he and Nie Changliu are both great practitioners and there is almost no problem in walking in the world, it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and is difficult to defend against. No one can guarantee that he can be truly fearless in this world. Even a master may capsize in the gutter.

Nie Changliu whispered: "These people are not good at slapping, they are all old people. They are random in their movements, but in fact they are not all guarded and very vigilant. So many people appear in this small inn, so we may have really encountered a problem."

At this moment, the waiter came over with food, slowly placed it on the table, and asked, "Two young men, do you need anything else?"

Gu Qingci looked at the waiter, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother, I'll ask you something. Are your inns so lively on weekdays?"

The waiter looked at Gu Qingci's smile, and the cramping feeling that had already existed suddenly disappeared. From the first time he saw Gu Qingci and Nie Changliu, he was scared. But afterwards, from the dress and behavior of Gu Qingci, he knew that these two were different from those in the martial arts world. These two must be either rich or noble, and a waiter like him was only qualified to look up to him.

However, Gu Qingci's kindness surprised him a little, and he suddenly relaxed and replied: "Young Master, although our inn has good business on weekdays, there have never been so many. And it's still night now, these people seem to have come here on purpose."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, leaned into Gu Qingci's ear, and whispered: "Young Master, these people are all from the world. You can see that they are scholars, but don't have any conflicts with them. These people are from the same group. In addition, if someone tells you later, "The heroes of the world, ask a few men to compare with Dongwu!" You will answer, "Dirty dust, rub the sword drunk and make a dragon roar!" What I just heard, this is their code word, and these people don't know each other. As long as you say this, they will think you are from the same group and don't cause trouble for you. You must pay more attention!"

The waiter gave a few words of thought, but was worried that Gu Qingci would not like to listen, so he did not continue to say more and leave.

Looking at the waiter, Gu Qingci smiled slightly. He knew the waiter's faced with his embarrassment. This was a kind of sorrow, a kind of sorrow that he could not change. It was like this in the past and present life. People at the bottom of society, facing people at high levels, will naturally be inferior to others, and it does not matter whether they ask for others or not.

However, this waiter is kind but very kind, which makes Gu Qingci quite admire it. Only people like the waiter can often maintain the bottom line of human nature.

Gu Qingci is not the legendary playboy. He thinks he is superior. He listened to the waiter's words, not to mention that he had doubts about the people in the inn.

Halfway through the meal, the inn was still silent, and the rain outside the window was still dripping, as if it was endless.

At this moment, a young man in strong clothes suddenly stood up and bowed slightly to Gu Qingci and Nie Changliu, "Heroes in the world, ask a few men who compare with Dongwu!"

Gu Qingci was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at the waiter. The waiter also happened to look over, constantly raising his eyebrows, signaling Gu Qingci to do what he said before.

Gu Qingci smiled slightly and was about to explain. He was not interested in pretending to be someone. But just as he was about to speak, Nie Changliu suddenly said: "Dirty dust, rubbing the long sword drunk and making a dragon roar!"

When the young man heard Nie Changliu's words, his eyes lit up immediately. He laughed, pointed at Gu Qingci, and said to the people at his deskmate: "I'll just say that this is Mr. Wu Xi from Pingjiang. I have heard that Mr. Wu has a special liking for the female hero of the Eastern Wu, so how could he not come?"

As he said that, he looked at Nie Changliu again and said, "Then this person who thinks he is Mr. Wu's friend Cheng Peng. I heard that the two of them have always been in a relationship, so this time they must have come to help Mr. Wu with boxing."

Gu Qingci and Nie Changliu looked at each other and didn't understand what they were doing. Gu Qingci stood up and was about to explain, but the young man bowed and said, "I have met Mr. Wu, Mr. Cheng, in the king of Dandong, for a long time. I admire him for a long time, but I regret that I never had the chance to meet him. I met him today. I have the honor of three lives. The two of them are indeed the best in the world!"

As Wang Anding said something, many people stood up and greeted each other one after another, which made Gu Qingci and Nie Changliu no longer have the chance to speak.

Looking at these people, Gu Qingci sent a speech blankly: "Do you know Wu Xi and Cheng Peng they mentioned?"

Nie Changliu also sent a message and replied: "If you can admit us wrong, it must be the younger generation, but who else can be more famous than you in the younger generation?"

Gu Qingci frowned. He couldn't remember who these two people were. When everyone was quieter, he hurriedly bowed and said, "My friends, I'm not..."

"squeak!"

The door of the inn was suddenly pushed open, interrupting Gu Qingci's words. Two young men walked in slowly. One was wearing a white robe and a folding fan in his hand. He was very gentle. The other was wearing a blue shirt and a simple knife on his back. He looked serious and looked like a serious person.

As soon as the young man in the white robe entered the door, he looked at Gu Qingci and Nie Changliu, and showed an inexplicable smile, and said: "As far as I know, there is only one Wu Xi in Pingjiang, I wonder which Wu Xi is you?"

Gu Qingci smiled slightly and said, "Your Excellency has misunderstood. I am not Wu Xi, but I am misunderstood by these friends. My friend is not called Cheng Peng. We don't mean to pretend to be two of you. Please forgive me!"

"Haha," Wu Xi waved his folding fan and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm used to it. I often encounter many people who are misunderstood it. However, I don't care. As long as I don't do something bad about it under my reputation, it's good to be convenient for others."
Chapter completed!