This gentle and elegant, with a domineering voice, is all too familiar.

Hou San couldn't forget this familiar voice even after he was killed.

He was excited.

Hou San suddenly raised his head and saw that familiar face.

That handsome and suffocating face.

"It's you, it's you, it's you!"

Hou San was excited.

The boy who asked him to turn over Qishan City several times and couldn't find it actually met him again in the Lingdan Pavilion.

Hou San was very happy, his face was full of joy for the rest of his life.

Finally, I don't have to break three legs.

Ye Wuchen was also surprised, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's you, the boy who sent money." ”

He didn't expect to see this man twice in one day.

It's really ape droppings.

"Puff~"

"Fortune boy, the young man is so humorous. ”

"Saying that Hou San is a fortune boy, he is still the first. ”

Still, he probably didn't know how much trouble he was getting into. ”

In the Lingdan Pavilion, some people laughed, and some people shook their heads.

The eldest son of the Lu family was furious.

It's good that Ye Wuchen left, but now that he has actually sent it to the door again, I'm afraid it will be miserable.

"Silver, is it still there?"

Looking at Ye Wuchen, Hou San asked nervously.

Finding people is secondary, and the most important thing is silver.

If he can't find the silver, he will also be broken by Lu Potian.

"Yes, a little bit. ”

Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile.

He even took it out and shook it in front of Hou San's eyes.

Looking at Ye Wuchen's actions, those onlookers were speechless.

Nima, it's too arrogant.

"That's good!"

The nervous Hou San breathed a sigh of relief.

The money was still there, and his dog's life was saved.

As long as he brings it back, he is still the eldest son's biggest dogleg.

Hou San, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked hideous in the next second: "Send you paralysis, Lao Tzu will send you back to the west today." ”

Hou San smiled and pounced directly.

Damn boy, dare to shoot you Hou Sanye with moving bricks.

It even provoked the eldest prince to be angry, sprinkled fire on us, and was almost killed.

It scared us for a day.

Lao Tzu has to think about it, how can you kill this kid in order to get angry in your heart?

While Hou San pounced, he thought a lot in his heart.

Only I didn't think about Ye Wuchen's cultivation.

Because he observed in the morning, Ye Wuchen was only the Triple Heaven of the Spirit Yuan Realm, weaker than him, the five scumbags of the battle.

If it weren't for his carelessness in the morning, it would be impossible for Ye Wuchen to succeed in a sneak attack and be stunned by a brick.

So, he's not worried.

It's just that the next moment, Hou San's eyes widened.

He saw a dark shadow.

It was a brick, stained with blood.

How familiar, how dazzling, what a comprehension.

It was this brick in the morning, slapped in his face.

And at this moment, I don't know when, it appeared in Ye Wuchen's hands again.

"Nima, come back!"

Hou San was furious and dodged to the left.

It's just that in the next second, he felt a sharp pain all over his face.

"Bang!"

The bricks came with a track, and they slapped him in the face with unmistakable accuracy.

With a crisp sound, it was estimated that it was the sound of a broken nasal bone, and Hou San was stunned again.

The people around were dumbfounded.

One by one was dumbfounded.

"~"

"Another brick!"

"It's so sharp. ”

"This Nima, a man of God!"

The people around were really stunned.

They looked at Ye Wuchen and inexplicably began to worship.

Other people's eyes, Ye Wuchen didn't care.

He looked down at Hou San, who was stunned again, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Send me back to the west, you probably don't know anything about my strength." ”

Looking at the bricks in his hand, he suddenly found that it was easy to use.

It seems to be more comfortable than the Holy Emperor Sword in his previous life.

Ye Wuchen put the brick back on the windowsill and said to the people in the hall: "Don't throw this brick." ”

"Absolutely not thrown. ”

Everyone nodded in unison.

How can you throw this kind of artifact.

Ye Wuchen also smiled.

He came to the counter of the best elixir.

Ye Wuchen smiled at the sales lady and said, "I'll buy the best Gathering Spirit Pill." ”

The sales lady smiled professionally: "Childe, we have the best Gathering Spirit Pill here for thirty taels of silver, I don't know how much you want?"

She looked at Ye Wuchen with curiosity and admiration in her eyes.

This boy has a charming smile and a cold face.

However, he looks really handsome waving the bricks with a cold face.

I like it.

The young lady thought to herself.

"I have five hundred and eighty taels of silver, see how much you can buy?"

Ye Wuchen put all the silver on the counter.

The young lady knew this money bag, it was Ye Wuchen who robbed Hou San in the morning.

She smiled and said, "Childe buys a lot, we can give Childe a discount of twenty taels of silver, so we can buy twenty." ”

The best Juling Pill is a second-grade elixir and is expensive.

She couldn't sell a few in a day.

Ye Wuchen bought so much at one time, this is big business.

Even if she had to deduct this discount from her performance in the end, she would still be able to earn a lot of money.

Therefore, she decisively gave Ye Wuchen a discount.

"Yes. ”

Ye Wuchen nodded.

It's not bad to be able to make it whole.

However, my money bag is empty again, which is a real headache.

Ye Wuchen looked back at Hou San, and underestimated in his mouth: "Fortunately, I didn't shoot to death, I should be able to stream water for a long time." ”

The words were so light that only the sales lady heard them.

The sales lady listened with a look of dementia.

"A long stream?"

Ye Wuchen smiled slightly, took the pill from the demented sales lady, and then turned around and left in a dashing manner.

Soon after he left, Hou San's younger brother came to him.

When they heard everything, they hurried out, but found no one.

Then, they could only carry Hou San back to Lu's house.

Tonight's events are also like a whirlwind, spreading in the streets and alleys of Qishan City.

"Brick boy, have you heard?"

"Is that the boy who slapped the wicked Hou San with a brick?"

"Yes, it's him, but Hou San was stunned twice today. ”

After tea and dinner, many people sat around and discussed.

Finally, there is a legend circulating in the market -

Slab Brick Boy!

As soon as the bricks came out, they were swept away.

Of course, Ye Wuchen didn't know that he had become famous in Qishan City overnight.

He has returned to the War King's Mansion.

Walk through the front yard and back to the inner courtyard.

"Sister, big brother and sister are back. ”

Before Ye Wuchen entered the door, he heard the crisp cry of the bear child Mo Ran.

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen's head was full of black lines.

He had the urge to do it and beat up the bear child.

"You're back?"

Mo Xiyan poked his head out and said with a smile: "I thought you were too scared to come back." ”

"Cut, I'll be afraid of you. ”

Ye Wuchen pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

In fact, at this moment, he also felt confused.

How did you get back?

I obviously hate the old devil very much, and I obviously want to overthrow him.

Moreover, now he is not an opponent of the old devil.

This time back, it is equivalent to going deep into the tiger's den in Longtan, which is very dangerous.

However, he just walked back inexplicably.

"Really not afraid?"

Mo Xiyan smiled and shook his show fist at Ye Wuchen.

The corners of Ye Wuchen's mouth twitched.

Damn, dead pervert.

The old devil is becoming more and more feminine.

"I'm afraid, hehe~~"

Mo Xiyan was like a victorious general, smiling happily.

"You haven't eaten yet, sit down, I'll bring the rest of the dishes. ”

Mo Xiyan greeted Ye Wuchen and turned around to go to the kitchen.

Ye Wuchen ate breakfast.

I didn't eat lunch or dinner, and I was really hungry at this time.

Just looking at the food on the table and smelling the aroma, Ye Wuchen was a little distracted for a while.

This feeling reminded him of home.

His cold heart couldn't help but give birth to a trace of warmth.