Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks! Chapter 116 – The Half–Step Sword Immortal, A Flowery–Clothed Man

Rumble!

Rumble!

The sky in the desert changed as fast as a baby's facial expressions.

It was still sunny in the daytime, but the weather became worse as the night progressed.

Thanks to the spirit gathering array in the room, Su Xing's spiritual energy quickly recovered to its peak state.

At this time, it was already late at night.

In another room, the young girl, Xue, had also fallen asleep.

Since he had nothing better to do, Su Xing walked out of the room and planned to take a stroll around.

This was one of his biggest characteristics. No matter where he went, he had to walk around. Familiarizing himself with the terrain was one thing, but it was more to satisfy his curiosity.

After all, in this Desert Inn, everything was strange. He could not help but feel curious about this place.

Besides, he had not left the mountain for ten years, and it was rare for him to be this free.

He came to the lobby on the first floor of the inn.

Although it was late at night, there were some people who did not sleep in the lobby.

There were about a dozen people.

Some were drinking, some were talking about cultivation, and some were talking about the Red Cliff.

While everyone was talking.

A young man in green came down from upstairs.

Su Xing walked to the counter, put down the money, took a few bottles of wine, and sat down by the window.

“It's that handsome young man today. Why is he out?”

“Shouldn't he be in the mysterious Heaven No. 1 room?”

“Don't ask around. That's not something we can touch.”

Everyone had witnessed how the mysterious old man had treated Su Xing today.

When they saw him go downstairs, everyone in the hall raised the wine in their hands to show their goodwill.

Su Xing nodded with a smile as a form of greeting.

When everyone saw that Su Xing did not have any intention of chatting, they sat down resentfully.

At a table a few feet away, they were talking about the legend of this Thousand-Mile Red Cliff.

It was a legend, but it was just some strange things that they had heard from rumors.

At first, these people looked in Su Xing's direction from time to time, and they were obviously still a little apprehensive. However, when they realized that Su Xing was just drinking by himself, their voices gradually grew louder.

As Su Xing listened, he looked out of the window.

The sound of the wind outside grew stronger. At this time, other than the wild sand that filled the sky, it was also starting to rain cats and dogs.

Outside the inn.

The sound of the wind whistled, the dust was swept up, and in addition to the sound of thunder and lightning, the cacophony of sounds was extremely chaotic.

Everyone was a regular customer of the Thousand Miles Red Cliff here, so they were not surprised by this. They also raised their own spiritual energy shields.

Was the weather really normal?

A faint special aura pervaded the night.

Su Xing raised his wine cup and drank slowly. Although he was drinking, his eyes were staring at the strange scene outside the window.

He did not drink quickly, as if he did not care about the arrival of the rain. He continued to drink leisurely.

A violent storm, lightning, and thunder!

Su Xing suddenly saw a figure approaching the inn in the rain. His eyes could not help but focus.

In the wind and rain.

A wave of heroic songs echoed, like a stream of water.

“There is the sharpest sword in the world…”

The long dark night reveals our youth and insolence.

The sea is bright with the full moon,

but the human years are mottled,

can look back;

into the cup of light wine,

sleepless night, with whom to say.

There is the loneliest horse in the world,

the white snow has frozen our hot blood.

I am amazed by the beauty of the mortal world,

the Red Candle on the Yantai is even more enchanting,

but it's a good time;

three cups and two cups of light wine,

drunk tonight, there was no need to measure the past..”

The chivalrous singing voice echoed in everyone's ears.

The laughter of the people who were talking and laughing suddenly stopped. Clearly, they had also noticed the figure outside the window.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder exploded, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the inn.

The yellowish green curtain was suddenly blown up by a gust of wind, and a slender figure slowly walked in.

The person who came looked like a middle-aged man. He was dressed in flowery clothes with a hint of green. His slightly long hair was tied into a bun at the back of his head. On his somewhat pale and distinct face, there were only two strands of black hair hanging down from the left and right. There was an ink-colored long sword at his waist, he was holding a wine flask made from a gourd in his hand.

Although his every move was very casual, it revealed an aura that was in sync with the Heavenly Dao.

“Eh? This person is extraordinary.”

Upon seeing the person who came in, Su Xing could not help but feel a wave in his heart.

“System! What is this person's cultivation base?”

System: “A flying Immortal with a single sword, a sword cultivator at the half-step Human Immortal Realm!”

Lingtian continent was indeed filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Just by walking around, he had met a half-step Sword Immortal!

There were differences in the battle prowess of Human Immortals, but the publicly acknowledged strongest person in a direct confrontation was always a Sword Immortal.

Su Xing did not expect to meet a legendary Sword Immortal while he was leisurely drinking.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the room, and a strong wind blew, making the curtain of the door creak.

As the man in flowery clothes barged in, the inn fell into silence.

The man in flowery clothes slowly walked to the counter, and a voice full of vicissitudes of life came out of his mouth.

“Fill up a pot of wine, a plate of fennel beans, and a serving of other dishes to go with the wine.”

After saying that, he slowly walked over to the counter, and then looked around.

Everyone looked at the man in the flowery clothes curiously, but in a breath, they quickly withdrew their gazes. The eyes of the man in the flowery clothes were like two sharp swords, making people not dare to face his sharpness directly.

Feeling the pain in their eyes as if they were being pricked by needles, everyone hurriedly got up and went back to the room.

In a short span of ten breaths, Su Xing was the only person left in the originally bustling hall.

Hmm? There's someone else here?

The man in flowery clothes seemed to have discovered something interesting as he walked straight to Su Xing.

Before he could say anything, Su Xing spoke indifferently.

“Does the song you just sang have a name?”

“It's carefree sigh!”

The man in flowery clothes was stunned when he heard this, then he replied word by word.

“Carefree sigh! Good name, good song, good sword!”

This song's lyrics were full of free and unrestrained energy, full of chivalrous and unrestrained aura. It had a bit of the essence of a Sword Immortal.

People could not help but sigh in admiration. What a carefree sigh!

Su Xing smiled and filled up a glass of wine.

“It's fate that we meet. Today, I'll treat senior to a drink!”

Upon hearing Su Xing's invitation, the man in flowery clothes casually sat down.

The man in flowery clothes said indifferently, “You're different from them. You don't seem to be afraid of me?”

Afraid? Su Xing was stunned.

“Senior, you must be joking. I have no enmity with you. Why should I be afraid of you?”

A glint flashed in the eyes of the man in flowery clothes, and his aura suddenly became fierce.

He stared at Su Xing without blinking.

“Oh? Then tell me, why aren't you afraid of me?”

Su Xing activated his Intent Domain, and the aura that came at him from the man was quietly dispelled. Then, Su Xing gently pushed the wine in front of him with a smile.

“If you're not afraid, then you're not afraid. Why?”

After saying that, he lifted the wine bottle in front of him with one hand and raised his head elegantly.

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

He was not afraid, so he was not afraid?

The man in flowery clothes read it a few times and seemed to have realized something.

He took the wine glass and laughed.

“Haha, young man, you're really interesting.”

Chapter end