Originally, Liu Hong lost to Li Qingshan, but he was not very convinced. He felt that Li Qingshan was bullying him without weapons, and he also knew swordsmanship. It was not until Li Qingshan singlely defeated Heifeng Village that he was truly convinced, but he only regarded Li Qingshan as a talented and superior figure. After all, Li Qingshan also had other experts to help.

However, now, he had a feeling that as long as Li Qingshan was willing, he could take his life in one move. Not to mention counterattack, he didn't even have a chance to escape. This is the intuition of the old world. He helped him escape many crises and would never make any mistakes.

Could it be that he has become a top-notch master? This is impossible, but it only takes one day. But the facts in front of him cannot tolerate him refuting. He deeply doubted whether it was right or wrong to inform the Lingguan incident to the Qinghe Mansion Headquarters at the Iron Fist Sect. The head of the helm will definitely send someone here, and no one does not know the value of Lingguan.

But even if he doesn't do this, under Yang Anzhi's intentional use, Qinghe Mansion will soon receive news, and this place will soon become a gathering place for the people of the martial arts world.

Li Long also attended the celebration banquet. Looking at the young man who walked out of Woniu Village with him, he was full of energy and was respected by the gentry. He couldn't tell whether he was admiring or jealous, and his mood was also complicated.

But he keenly noticed Liu Hong's expression change and asked, "Master, are you okay!"

Li Qingshan also heard this and toasted, "Old Master Liu, I left too quickly just now, which disturbed the wine. This glass of wine is considered an apology."

Liu Hong hurriedly stood up and said, "Well, Qingshan, you call me so coldly. What kind of hero, it's always true. This world belongs to you young people. Xiaolong, get up quickly, you are a fellow countryman, you should drink a few more drinks. In the future, the bad disciples will take care of Qingshan."

Everyone showed strange expressions. The Iron Fist Sect wanted power throughout Qinghe Mansion. It was really a big family and a big business, but an outsider wanted to take care of his disciples.

Li Qingshan was also stunned and said with a smile: "It's easy to say!" Drinking the wine was obviously an extremely ordinary thing, but it caused everyone to cheer.

Li Qingshan responded a little, and his stomach started to roar again. Many people smiled and quickly put them back.

Ye Dachuan said: "Cook something quickly, go and let the kitchen bring wine and food." The more he looked at Li Qingshan, the more he liked it. As long as he had this "Captain Li" there, he could easily suppress the black and white trees of Qingyang City, making him the magistrate truly worthy of his name. While Li Qingshan was powerful and heroic, he knew how to be polite. He was not the kind of frivolous boy who was arrogant and arrogant. Sometimes the old man did not look like a teenager.

Li Qingshan didn't know what Ye Dachuan was thinking. He was now looking at the table of wine and food, and he was indeed arrogant. At first, he maintained his basic demeanor, but after a few bites of food, he didn't care much, so he simply threw away his cheek and chewed it, which was really a voracious meal.

When the chopsticks are tweaked, the dish will be empty, which means that he is skillful and cannot be done by ordinary people. At the same time, he eats very carefully. Whenever he bites and grinds any dish, it will turn into shatter, which is more efficient than others chewing it slowly.

He bit a small half of a roast chicken, and he didn't even spit out the bones. He also grinddled it and swallowed it. After a few efforts, the roast chicken was eaten completely.

Everyone was stunned. I had never seen anyone eat like this in my life.

After a while, Li Qingshan ate half of the table with wine and food, but he didn't feel full at all. His stomach was like a melting pot that could not be filled, digesting and absorbing food at an extremely fast speed, converting it into energy, and transporting it to all parts of the body.

There were even a sound of cheers in the restaurant, "Young Master Li is indeed heroic!" "What kind of young hero is the captain? With a hero like Li, what kind of bandits are we afraid of?"

When eating alone, a group of people watched and applauded. Even Li Qingshan himself felt a little strange. He knew that his eating habits were definitely not good-looking. For these gentry who were pampered and focused on appearance, they could definitely be labeled as "earth leopard" and "starved ghost".

However, most of these praises were sincere. Ordinary people were drowned by their contemptuous eyes when they were eating like this. However, Li Qingshan was not an ordinary person, but a strong man from the two major forces in Qingyang. Everyone's evaluation of this matter was immediately changed by 180 degrees and turned into heroic and domineering.

Li Qingshan ate and drank a lot, and the wine and food were served like flowing water. He only ate three tables of wine and food before he could stop.

It was not too early, and everyone dispersed. Someone had arranged a residence for him, a large courtyard in Qingyang City.

He didn't know how many glasses of wine he drank, but with his physical body, he was also a little drunk. As soon as he returned to the house, he fell on the bed and muttered, "Xiao An." and fell asleep, feeling very relieved. If Xiao An had not been there, he would not dare to sleep so drunk and would have to be vigilant at all times.

This is the terrible thing about being on the target of public criticism. If this continues, even if you have high martial arts skills, you will be exhausted and weak, and you will have no intention to practice magical powers and martial arts.

Xiao An carefully helped him take off his shoes and clothes, put them on the bed and covered them with a quilt, as if he was completing a sacred ceremony. Then, like a guard, he held the sword and guarded the head of the bed. I wonder if Li Qingshan's actions last night shocked many people, or if those eyes in the dark still had to continue watching, Li Qingshan was safe all night, and no ignorant came to disturb him.

I slept until the sky was bright, and the mental fatigue brought by the continuous struggle and killing was truly relieved. I was stunned in the bed for a while, and recalling the dream I had last night was no longer a dream in my previous life, but a new one, but what was it? He couldn't remember it at all.

When he was in a daze, Xiao An brought a basin of water to him. Li Qingshan thanked him and looked down into the basin: "Hey, why do I seem to have lost weight!" He touched his face and seemed to have lost weight. He continued to eat meat in the mountains every day. After he refined the power of a cow, his body became obviously strong and had meat on his face. He was not as thin as before. He looked extremely full and as strong as a cow.

Is it because he has been too busy these two days? He murmured in his heart, pierced his head into the water, and then pulled it out. He was completely awake: "Let's go, it's time to practice martial arts!"

The courtyard is a bit remote, quiet, and has a large area, suitable for martial arts practice, which is even to Li Qingshan's appetite. When he walked out the door, he found that the heavy snow had stopped at some point. The winter sun was falling on the snow, bright and dazzling.

Li Qingshan walked into the snow and came to the sun, stretched his waist, turned around and saw Xiao An still standing in the shadow, not daring to step out of the door.

Li Qingshan smiled and stretched out his hand: "Come!"
Chapter completed!