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"Hey ......"

"Well, Brother Shan Feng said so, Sister Qingming, let's go over there and listen to the book, if we go later, we may finish the story......" The little girl named Xuan Cai'e interrupted Qing Ming's words and pulled up the corners of her clothes,

Her voice was very promised, and like her appearance, it was very petite and delicate, like a finely carved doll.

Qing Ming pouted, a little unhappy, but thinking of the tiring journey, everyone was tired, so he didn't say more, and said a little lowly: "That, okay...... Brother Shan Feng, don't go far, we'll go to you after we hear it. ”

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"If you want to say that this Tang Xuanzang is really powerful, who is Ding Ye, who was once one of the nine divisions of the Zun Sect? A character who can shake three times with a single stomp, a sandstorm martial art in one hand, and the lives of the powerhouses of the earth-level alone under his hands are no less than five, and the blood of the powerhouses of the Xuan-level Great Perfection is as much as a meteor river, but in the face of Tang Xuanzang, it is just one move! One move! One move, everyone, was beaten back thousands of meters, and the blood mist filled the sky! ”

Wow!

Inside and outside the popular inn, driven by the excitement of the storyteller Zhu Xuefeng, another frenzy was set off!

"Really? Is that Tang Xuanzang really so powerful? Didn't you say before that 'he' only had the strength of the Great Perfection of the Xuan Rank? 'He' can beat Ding Ye at the beginning of the ground level to vomit blood? Isn't it too mysterious? ”

Everyone listened to it with relish, and Qingming Xuancai'e, who found a good position to sit down, was also thinking about what kind of person that 'Tang Xuanzang' would be, and a questioning voice suddenly came out.

"Yes, it's said that there are no things in the sky and no in the earth, it's really so powerful, isn't it already famous all over the world? There is not much in this world now, but there are too many people who deceive the world and steal their reputation. At the same table that questioned the person, a girl also expressed her opinion, but her voice was full of disdain, which made people a little uncomfortable.

"Hey! Who are you? Listen or not? Just sit there and listen honestly, if you don't listen, get out, no one asks you to listen! Leaning against a table by the door, a middle-aged man who knew he was a local tyrant by looking at his clothes slapped the table and said angrily.

"Yes, I'm listening to it wonderfully, what a mess."

"Ignore them, the grapes you can't eat are sour."

"There are not many things in this world, but there are a lot of people who can't see others." Immediately afterwards, echoing voices sounded one after another, all of which were helping Fan Xiaomi.

About this legend of Tang Xuanzang, most people still like to listen to it, not that there are any highlights in the story, mainly because everyone is in YY, if he is how good Tang Xuanzang is, overnight, from unknown to the head of the Qingmen, and sitting on the throne of the king of Baoxiang Country, it is simply life-changing.

"Bastard thing! Dare to contradict Miss Han Qianqian of the Han family! Don't you want to live anymore! The first man to question stood up, and since he didn't know who had said it, he pointed the finger at the local tyrant at the table at the door.

“……”

"Han, Han Qianqian?" Hearing this name, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the middle-aged local tyrant swallowed a mouthful of saliva even more nervously, and only spoke after a long time.

When it comes to the Han family, it can really be regarded as a well-known and well-known family, the entire Wuji country, no, not only the Wuji country, but also the entire world, is extremely famous, second only to the Duan family, the Xie family, and the Zhu family.

And Han Qianqian, as the pearl of the Han family, and Bai Jingjing's apprentice, is not considered to be the upper echelon, and her reputation is definitely one of the best in the sect.

"That fat man! You! That's you! Come here! Han Qianqian's fellow disciple shouted proudly.

"I ...... I was wrong, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was Miss Han's ......" The middle-aged tyrant was suddenly so frightened that his legs were weak, who did you say was not good to offend, offended this aunt's head...... Still on the cusp of the limelight......

Like many people, he heard that some time ago, she went to the vicinity of Baoxiang Country with Han Zaiyun, Yu Chizi and Lei Qiqi, and later met a 'madman' who returned to China with a disgraced face, and he was in a bad mood......

"Come the! I'll count to three! One! Two! Seeing that the senior brother of Pansi Cave saw the other party's admit, he sneered proudly, this is cool, he used to be the kind of master who didn't dare to reply when he was scolded, but now he has entered Pansi Cave and has become Han Qianqian's follower again, his waist is hard wherever he goes, and he has to step on this kind of opportunity to step on people!

"This ...... I ......" The local tyrant was so frightened that his face was like dirt, he trembled all over, and he didn't know what to do, and others didn't dare to breathe, for fear of being implicated.

"Three ......"

"This young man from Pansi Cave, can you give the contemptible man a thin face to forgive him once?" As soon as the third number was about to fall, Zhu Xuefeng, who was standing in the center of the hall in a flowing white suit, folded the paper fan in his hand and asked respectfully.

The clothes of the disciples of Pansi Cave are very recognizable, dark gray long clothes and trousers, and the word 'silk' is written on the left chest, which most people recognize, but people with a family background like Han Qianqian don't need to wear them, her face is the signboard......

Xuan Cai'e didn't dare to speak, Qing Ming was a girl who liked to fight unevenly, she thought Tang Xuanzang's story was very good, the middle-aged local tyrant was not wrong, seeing that he was being oppressed, he just wanted to come out and fight unevenly, the storyteller stepped forward, and he helped her.

Ga!

The words of the senior brother of Pansidong suddenly made the hall even quieter, and countless people looked at him in amazement...... It's like seeing a ghost......

Sitting next to Zhu Xuefeng, a bald boy about ten years old flashed a murderous aura in his eyes, and as soon as he was about to stand up, he was pressed on the shoulder by the former very naturally, and sat there as steady as a rock, and Zhu Xuefeng smiled faintly:

Hearing this, the sound of swallowing saliva sounded in the quiet hall, but the words of the next senior brother of Pansi Cave made everyone suddenly, it turned out that he was not extraordinary, nor did he think that Pansi Cave was enough to fight the world, but that he ...... I don't know what Zhu Xuefeng is doing at all......

"Check my luck? Are you a storyteller or a fortune teller? But I'm in a good mood today, uncle, you can count it, do you need me to give you a birthday? Or do I want to show you palmistry? ”