The little brother who was originally smiling was stunned, because these words sounded insulting.

He immediately felt frustrated and said, "Girl... this... this is clearly making things difficult for me."

Qiangwei didn't care about the waiter's thoughts and said coldly: "Let me ask you, do I pay for this table of wine and food?"

The waiter nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I paid...but..."

… “Since I have paid the money, is it up to my aunt to deal with the food? The restaurant is facing south, so where is there any reason why the guests don’t listen to their words? I’ll let you pour it. Also, don’t forget what I said, you must pour it for pigs, otherwise my aunt will tear off your store sign.”

The waiter was in a dilemma at this time, so he had no intention of thinking about where such a little girl came from tone to dare to dismantle other people's signatures. When he was about to speak again, the man from Changqingcheng Sect couldn't help but scolded: "Enough, girl, you are so reasonable and unforgiving that you wouldn't take my Qingcheng Sect seriously."

The two junior brothers around him also felt different degrees of anger. As for the young disciple with thick eyebrows, although his face was not good-looking, he didn't say much. It seemed that he had agreed to the actions of the older disciple.

Qiangwei was waiting for the Qingcheng Sect disciple to talk. Seeing this situation, she continued to sarcastically say: "What is Qingcheng Sect? Why hasn't my aunt ever heard of it?"

This statement really made several disciples of the Qingcheng Sect explode. Even Zhang Feng's mansion, who was not ready to speak, also sighed that Qiangwei was really not disgusted with the big deal. It should be noted that although Qingcheng Sect is not as good as the Ice Palace Divine Palace, it also has a well-known reputation in the world. The sword technique of the Qingcheng lineage is the main killer, especially the Qizi of Qingcheng, who was famous in the world in the past, was stained with the blood of many people in the world. But now Qiangwei said that she had never heard of this sect at all. Isn't it bullying others?

In fact, Zhang Feng’s mansion did not know that Rose is really unknown. There is a Qingcheng School in the world.

The elderly disciple was furious and slapped the table with one palm, and pulled out the sheath of a sword leaning against the table. He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pointed it straight at Rose.

"Miss, don't bully people too much. I didn't say anything just now, so it's okay to insult me, but if I want to insult my Qingcheng Sect, I will definitely be nice today."

This is true. The most popular thing in the world is a name. This is the reason why many people choose to claim their family first. If even the name is insulted, how can they bear it?

Just by using the power of the palm to shake out the sword, you can see that this older man is not weak, otherwise he would not have been sent by the Qingcheng Sect to serve as a storefront. It’s a pity that Qiangwei has lived in the Ninth Heaven since she was a child. I haven’t seen any scene before? How could she be fooled by such a scene?

Rose, who looks like a petite figure, said disdain again: "Oh, this is such a handsome kung fu. This sword looks good, and it probably deserves a few taels of silver. It's just enough to pay for a table you've been beaten. It's important to know that the hairless city is not as good as the ghost place in the Central Plains. One less piece of wood is taken by a table. What's the second brother, what are you waiting for? If you're late, I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep this sword. When others run away with their tails, your boss will deduct your wages."

Although the waiter had seen many situations, he said that the guy who sneaked into the Heavenly King's Mansion not long ago fought with the Heavenly King Black Widow and alarmed the entire Second Heaven, but after all, it was far from him.

What is too far away, how many people really fight when they are having a disagreement?

At this moment, the waiter wanted to find something to cover Qiangwei's mouth quickly. It was not that he was afraid or not, but who dared to fight against Black Widow in the limelight?

Seeing Xiaoer being stunned, Qiangwei said impatiently: "What are you waiting for? Go, it's just a sword. Look at you so scared. My aunt started using swords when she was eight years old. She knows the tricks of using swords. Look at some people's wrists are trembling and the swords cannot be held firmly. Most of them just use swords to fill the flirting legs on the storefront. If there is anything, my aunt will support you and keep them safe and he dare not do anything to you."

Zhang Feng's mansion was so worried that he wanted to laugh. The Qingcheng Sect disciple had not yet taken action, so he could tell that his heart was so angry that he was about to explode, so he naturally trembled all over. As a human being, how could he say that others were flirting with flirting?

Finally, the Qingcheng Sect man couldn't help but say angrily: "Little girl insults me, I want you to look good today."

The man quickly stabbed Qiangwei with a sword, and just bypassed Zhang Feng's mansion facing Qiangwei. When the sword tip was about to reach Qiangwei's face, he pulled out a sword flower, making it difficult to tell where the sword's true body was. As the owner of the twelve dojos, Qiangwei naturally had no ability to win, but he could clearly avoid the man's sword, which made the man have the illusion that he could succeed if he had a chance to get it. If he missed a blow, he would use another sword. The man jumped to the dining table and blocked Qiangwei's retreat with another sword. When he was about to succeed, Qiangwei gently swam along a cylinder supporting the second floor behind him like a gecko.

"Escape? Do you just escape?"

The man withdrew his sword and continued to chase him. When Qiangwei was about to jump to the second floor, she suddenly stepped on a slight foot and exclaimed, and fell straight down because she had nowhere to take advantage of the force, hitting the man's sword.

"I thought you, a little girl, had such great ability, but now it seems that she is just average. With these methods, you dare to slander my Qingcheng Sect? This time I will teach you a lesson."

When he was about to succeed, the man smiled and thought to himself that he had finally found the place for the Qingcheng Sect. Unexpectedly, Qiang Wei, who fell down, smiled sly. The man suddenly felt something was wrong, but it was too late. As soon as he met Qiang Wei, Qiang Wei suddenly got a palm in his chest. In the severe pain, Qiang Wei's right wrist was also strangled by Qiang Wei with his fingers, and the sword in his hand instantly reached Qiang Wei's hand.

When it fell, Ye Baihe and the others in Zhang Feng's mansion had expected to move out of the way in advance. The man actually smashed the wine table directly, and the wine and food were stained.

The whole hall exclaimed.

Only then did everyone realize that the momentum was evenly matched by Qiang Wei, but Qiang Wei was determined to catch the man, especially at this moment, the man's sword had reached Qiang Wei's hand. As a swordsman, it was too embarrassing to not even protect his own sword. He was covered in wine and food, especially his face and hair were stained with a lot of oil. The man was in a mess and hurriedly got up from the ground, gritting his teeth and said, "Dare you dare to fool me?"

Playing with the sword that was regarded as life by the swordsman, Qiangwei checked it and didn't feel it was strange, then she threw the sword directly to the waiter who was still in a daze.

"Even if you broke the table and chair compensation, my aunt said you were a fictional stern, but you don't believe it? Now so many heroes see it, saying you are a fictional stern, do you recognize it or not?"

Hearing this, Ye Baihe was uneasy and hurriedly rushed to Zhang Feng's mansion: "She was making a little too much trouble. Qingcheng Sect is also a famous sect at least, so it would be fine if she didn't respect it.

, Why did he even take away other people's swords? Wouldn't this cause a fire to burn you?"

Zhang Fengfu said: "If you want me to be a care-official agent, I think it's better to forget it. This girl is eccentric and has some tricks to mess with people. Have you forgotten how Luo Feifei fell into the trap? Nao Nao Nao, it's the second heaven. Qiangwei has a sense of responsibility. Most of the time, most of them just want to teach them a lesson and will not cause any death."

Seeing that Zhang Feng's mansion was too lazy to interfere, Ye Baihe didn't even interfere, so she simply watched as a spectator watching the fun.

A Qingcheng Sect sword was handed to Xiao Er, but at this time the sword was a hot potato. Whoever touched the bad luck, the waiter quickly held the sword in his hand with a frustrated face and was about to return it to the man covered in oil, but was coldly stopped by Qiangwei.

"You didn't hear what my aunt said? It's not impossible to get the sword. It's just that some people need to pass the aunt's level in person. Auntie will present this sword with both hands. If you don't have the ability to get it, then I think this sword will be put here, and when will you get it?"

With a wave of his sleeve, the sword held by the waiter suddenly turned around and flew towards the roof beam of the restaurant, steadily inserted into the roof beam of the top beam. The sword body kept shaking, but it was impossible for him to fall off by himself.

The Qingcheng Sect man could almost spit out flames in his eyes and said hysterically: "Damn it, go to death."

Seeing the formation, he was ready to fight his best, but at this moment a figure quickly stopped the man and whispered: "Senior brother, that's enough. I met the master today, and I can stop at this time."

It is the young disciple of thick-brow.

The older man was still angry and said coldly: "I, Chen Fei, can be humiliated, but the three words "Qingcheng Sect" must not be humiliated. Today, either I die or this yellow-haired girl dies, and she can only live one."

Qiangwei was very interested, and Zhang Feng's mansion did not expect that the situation suddenly rose to such a desperate situation. He thought to himself that the man named Chen Fei was too strong in self-esteem.

The thick-browed disciple said, "If you lose, you won't lose. There is no need to seek death. My Qingcheng Sect is not unable to afford to lose. It's just a sword. I will get it back sooner or later. But this girl."

The thick-browed disciple had a little more patience and said with a smile: "I don't know where my senior brother offended you, so that you were targeting us like this. But what my senior brother said was very reasonable. It's okay to insult others, but the three words of Qingcheng Sect are the status of countless senior masters in my Qingcheng lineage fighting from the world with swords. They cannot be humiliated by just one person."

Qiangwei sneered, "What do you want? Do you want to fight with your aunt and leave a sword here?"

The thick-browed disciple was about to speak, but was stopped by Chen Fei, and then he laughed and said, "Miss is so despised. Even my senior brother can't beat you, let alone a mere slap in it. However, it's not a good idea to stay here. I'll let others laugh at me as Qingcheng Sect. If the girl is waiting, she might as well wait for us here for a while and we'll go back."

"Look for help?"

Rose turned his lively eyes and smiled.

The thick-browed disciple said, "It's not a matter of finding a helper, it's just a person to get the sword back."

Qiangwei found a seat casually and sat down, pressed her left leg and said with a smile: "Okay, aunt is waiting for you here, see if you are the Qingcheng Sect or the Greentown Sect can find any powerful characters."
Chapter completed!