The main city of Zhongzhou, also known as the imperial city, is the capital of the Shenhuang Kingdom.

The imperial family, also known as the Divine Phoenix Sect, is the largest sect other than the Nangong Pavilion, which was established 1,300 years ago and has also ruled the Southern Continent for 1,300 years.

Since he succeeded to the throne, the wind and rain have been smooth, the people are healthy, there are no beggars begging on the streets, there are no groups of refugees in the city, and the entire southern continent is like a peaceful and prosperous world.

In addition, vigorously support Cangling Academy, and issue an edict every year to recruit new students for Cangling Academy, in order to cultivate fresh blood in the Southern Continent, in a sense, this practice also has great room for development for demon cultivators. Some of the students who came out of Cangling Academy mostly joined the royal family, and some became generals, stationed at the border gates, and exterminated bandits from all over the country. Some joined the royal guard and served the country.

Cangling Academy can develop so rapidly, and the support of the royal family has played a key role, and therefore, Cangling Academy is also one with the royal family in disguise, like an ally.

Not only that, the World Martial Arts Meeting, which is held every five years, is jointly organized by the royal family and the three forces of Binggu and Yanmen. Every time I go there, the strong people from all over the Shenhuang Kingdom will gather here, 18-30 years old, it can be described as a stage for young people, of course, if you stand out in the world martial arts, the benefits are also quite huge.

According to rumors, it seems that the core exercises of the three major forces can be selected for three days, and the victor will also be given the core source power that is enough to cultivate this exercise, which is undoubtedly something that many strong people dream of.

Not only can you be appreciated by the big forces, but you can also make yourself soar into the sky, and these conditions themselves are very attractive.

Therefore, in the early stage of the martial arts meeting, it was also the most numerous and prosperous time in Zhongzhou.

In a teahouse, the storyteller standing on the high platform has a lotus tongue, spits out wonderful words, spits spittle, and jumps even more when he is excited, causing everyone below to laugh.

Feng Tianyou sat down and sipped tea, listening to the strange words of the storyteller on the stage, laughing with everyone for a while, shaking his head and sighing lightly, and his emotions rose and fell with the storyline, so interesting.

Li Mengchen brushed his face lightly, sat quietly beside him, and couldn't help but smile when he looked at him.

Feng Tianyou has been in the Burning Flame City since he was a child, and he followed his teacher to practice in the mountains at the age of ten, and he returned home once a year.

There are still ten days left before the enrollment of Cangling Academy, and when he arrives in Zhongzhou, there is still plenty of time, so Li Mengchen didn't care about him, and let him play everywhere, and when he encounters something rare things he hasn't seen, he will explain them to him in detail, and tell him some interesting things in the city, and he will run around and play, Li Mengchen is also enjoying it, and he can't bear to interrupt his interest.

No, as soon as he heard that this teahouse was lively, Feng Tianyou pulled Li Mengchen in, and just happened to meet Mr. Storyteller performing here, which led to the current scene.

"Don't be loud, it's not good to affect other people. Li Mengchen said softly. It's not that she's worried about being redundant, but that our Feng Gongzi's excited voice has become uncontrollable, which is really unsightly.

Feng Tianyou nodded, unimpressed.

"And said that the tiger against Xiao San, three pounces and four roars to take him, had to use the magic of changing faces, and pretended to be a cat, which made Xiao San relax his vigilance, and suddenly attacked Xiao San to the ground, saying that it was too late and that was fast, the tiger immediately opened his mouth and was about to tear off Xiao San's shoulder. ”

Mr. Storyteller spoke sonorously and powerfully, his limbs swayed wildly, as if he was the junior in the story, fighting the tigers, and the atmosphere of the audience was extremely tense at the right time.

The teahouse, which was originally noisy, became extremely quiet at this time, waiting for the next step. Finally, someone couldn't help it and teased: "Hey, what's wrong with the little three, is he dead, hahaha!"

This sentence caused everyone around to laugh. The storyteller smiled and said, "Don't be in a hurry with this brother, wait for me to speak slowly." ”

After speaking, he cleared his throat and entered the storyline again: "Said that the tiger's bloody mouth is getting closer and closer, Xiao San secretly scolded despicable in his heart, and he couldn't bear it, and he turned over directly and pressed the tiger with great strength, grabbed his face and hammered his ears, swung his tail and folded his legs, and punched and kicked down the tiger for a while, the tiger's seven orifices were bleeding, and he immediately lost his life, Xiao San got up, took the wine pot behind him and walked away, and since then, the world has spread the good story of Xiao San beating the tiger. ”

"Good!!"

As soon as the storyteller's words fell, the audience immediately erupted in thunderous applause, and Feng Tianyou stood up to applaud, his face full of excitement.

This folk juggling, he is still the first time to contact, no matter which amusement project he feels extremely fresh, now here to listen to a small story, watching the storyteller on the stage again and again sonorous and humorous speeches, as if he is the protagonist of the story, in the fight with the tiger experienced all kinds of dangers, and finally passed into a good story.

Most of them are not demon cultivators, but some small boards in the market, and although they have a low social status, they also live a different taste. Feng Tianyou was in it and felt very cordial.

From time to time, there are people around who put gold coins into the storyteller, those who have money to hold a money field, and those who have no money to hold a personal field, including those who juggle most of the economic sources are like this, in this crowded market, there is also a lot of income at the end of the day.

"Hmph, what's so funny, it's just some kids. In the laughing hall, a contemptuous female voice suddenly sounded, and the voice seemed to be deliberately raised, as if it was afraid that others would not hear it.

The chaotic hall fell silent suddenly, all looking at the source of the sound.

In the center of the hall, a woman in a pink dress sat there drinking tea leisurely, as if she hadn't seen the gaze from all directions. She wore a light veil, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but by listening to the voice, you could tell that she was not very old.

Feng Tianyou and Li Mengchen also looked at the woman secretly.

Most of the people around were rough men, whether it was a lively merchant or a mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and some dignified and humble gentlemen, everything was there, and all eyes were fixed on the woman in pink at this time, but they were all silent, each thinking about it.

There really is a place like a tavern, and because of this, there is a much greater chance of a fight than any other place.

The woman's words were unintentionally suspected of smashing the field.

"Girl, the story is only for fun, why take it seriously?" Seeing this, the storyteller on the stage said politely.

"Since it's just for fun, don't talk about it, so you don't have to be demagogic here. The woman admired her slender jade fingers, her eyes were lightly pursed, and her voice was cold and full of deep disdain.

As soon as these words came out, many people around them were reluctant, and many mercenaries had a slight glint in their eyes, and they were already a little angry, but because they didn't know the details of the other party, it was not easy to make a move. You must know that there are a lot of nobles in Zhongzhou, and one of them is not very kicking the iron plate, that is, he can't eat and walk around.

The storyteller was not angry at all, but laughed and said: "The girl's words are wrong, we are here every day, telling one story after another to make you happy, those who have money hold a money field, those who have no money hold a personal field, we are also eating a mouthful, how can we say that it is demagogic?"

Feng Tianyou nodded secretly, looking at Mr. Storyteller's gaze was a little different.

"Okay, then let me ask you, the tiger in your mouth is a monster?" the woman turned her eyes, and the words were compelling.

"The tiger in my mouth naturally can't be compared to the monster. ”

"It's good to know. The woman took a deep turn and faced the storyteller: "Among the magical beasts, the lowest level of the tiger is the third level, and there are many types, even the magician does not dare to face it head-on, not to mention a little student who has not cultivated a trace of magic power can be compared." And the tigers in your mouth are those ordinary tigers, they can't be in the ranks of the monsters, they are the lowest of the tiger species, but no matter what, it is the king of the forest, how can a human without the power of a chicken to compete with?"

"If others believe your words, when they encounter a tiger in Warcraft in the future, not only do they not know how to escape, but they will definitely want to go up and fight with it, and they also hope that they can tell a good story. In this way, what are you not demagogues?" the corner of the woman's mouth sneered.

It seems that the sentences of the analysis are reasonable, but when they fall into the ears of others, they are a bit strong. To put it nicely, this is a good story, but in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that this is just a story made up by a storyteller, where are there so many good stories in the world to tell? But this is just entertainment, listen to laughter and laughter is over, how can anyone ever be so serious about a story?

Others don't know, but this girl is really the first time.

Sure enough, as soon as her voice fell, the extremely quiet hall erupted in laughter in vain, the difference between the storyteller and the storyteller's reality, this girl, isn't it the first time to join the WTO?

The woman frowned and did not speak.

Feng Tianyou leaned close to Li Mengchen's ear and said, "How do I feel, this girl is looking for trouble?"

Li Mengchen glanced at him and agreed with him: "This kind of meaningless argument seems to be a purposeful search for fault, but who is this woman's target?"

"Obviously, it's Mr. Storyteller. Feng Tianyou immediately answered.

The storyteller still smiled and arched his hand and said: "I am grateful for the girl's advice, but my duty is to make everyone laugh, relax their bodies, and tell a few small stories. ”

"Clever tongue, eat me with a sword!"