Qianning Peak is the highest mountain in the east of Yingcheng City, and it is also the earliest peak in the Yingcheng area to come into contact with sunlight every day.

This kind of legendary thing can also be absorbed by ordinary people, so that many ordinary people who have money and leisure come to the top of the mountain early every day, move their muscles and bones to absorb purple qi, and also have a good reputation for morning exercises.

Whenever those ordinary people gather at the top of Qianning Peak, it is also the time when Xiong Hou descends the mountain, as the next manager of Yingcheng and the next Chu Hou, he dresses so differently even when he goes to the top of the mountain for morning exercises.

Xiong Hou was dressed in white, but it was in the style of a princely crown, and there were silver silk embroidered Chinese insects, Zongyi, algae, fire, pink rice, 黼, 黻 and other crests on the edge of the bib and sleeves.

In his hand, he held a bronze sword with a round hoop sword head that was no more than two feet long, and his eyes looked straight ahead very casually, as if he did not pay attention to the passers-by around him.

Just looking at the way he walked with his sword in his hands, everyone would have the feeling that this was a swordsman.

However, if it is a normal martial artist who sees Xiong Hou walking, there is a chance that he will say, "Ordinary people." ”

In their eyes, this walking posture is the dress of the swordsman in the most popular swordsman book "Ximen Battle Lonely City" a year ago, but the most popular book "Red Hero vs. Lanruo Temple" three years ago has changed this cold wind and changed to a rough style, Xiong Hou is outdated to dress like this.

For such a view, Xiong Hou himself doesn't care at all, he has heard too many words like this in the past five years, compared to this, the ballad of 'four families and three factions are afraid of one marquis, Xiao Ye and two waste pretend to force bears' is what makes him speechless the most.

This ballad refers to the cultivation forces of the martial arts in Yingcheng, four of which refer to the martial arts families in Yingcheng, namely the Xiao family in the south of the city, the Ye family in the suburbs, the Dongguo Lin family and the martial arts in the west city, and the three factions refer to the three major schools in Yingcheng, which are the Wenjian Pavilion, the Nine Palace Sect and the Xuanwu Dao Palace, and the first marquis is the Marquis of Yingcheng Chu.

The latter sentence is about the three waste materials of Yingcheng martial arts, the Xiao family is the son of the patriarch but is born weak, and there is no way to practice at all, but he insists on taking the road of martial arts.

The one of the Ye family is more unlucky, he is an ordinary disciple, but he has begun to be regarded as a genius, and he has been comprehensively cultivated by the Ye family, it was okay at first, he only took two years to go through the road of other martial artists for five years, and he was about to break the record of Yingcheng's breakthrough in the spiritual root stage.

But three years ago, I don't know what happened, he seems to have suddenly changed as a person, not only did his strength not improve, but declined rapidly, and now he is weak to the level of ordinary people.

The last sentence of pretending to force Xiong refers to Xiong Hou himself, the only son of Chu Hou, the next Chu Hou, even if he can't practice, he is also the most powerful person in Yingcheng, so in the past five years, he has pretended to be a swordsman, and every morning he goes to Qianning Peak to absorb innate purple qi and practice swords.

Ignoring the gazes of those people, stepping on the sun that had just risen, Xiong Hou slowly entered Yingcheng from the east gate.

As soon as he entered the city, Xiong Hou's ears heard all kinds of chattering voices, "Look again." ”

"I'm going to play it again."

"Let's go to Wufeng Tower and have a look."

“……”

At the same time, in front of Wufeng Building, the best restaurant in Yingcheng, the first dry shop and the second were also ready, they lifted or moved, and quickly set up a set of tables and chairs in front of the door of the restaurant.

This set of tables and chairs is purple and black in color, the style is simple, and there is a faint aroma of good wood, which is very different from the style of this Wufeng Tower, and it is the table and chair used in the palace night banquet.

On the narrow tabletop are two lacquer bowls that are black on the outside and red on the inside, one with ten eggs in it, and the other with water in the other.

On the side of the lacquer bowl is an open lacquer box, and anyone can see a large number of silver hammers, knives, forks, and spoons side by side in the lacquer box.

On the second floor of Wufeng Tower, almost all the windows were opened, and the drunkards inside poked their heads out one after another, looking at what was happening below.

Xiong Hou, who had long been accustomed to everything, walked slowly to the table, sat down cross-legged on the bench, placed the bronze sword in his arms horizontally between his knees, pressed the ends of the long sword with both hands, and did not take food, but waited for something.

"It's started, it's started, it's pretending again."

"How will you pretend to be ...... this time?"

In the midst of the discussion, more than 100 large and small colorful butterflies flew out of the thick cuffs of Xiong.

The butterflies hovered around Xiong Hou, and finally landed in the lacquered box on the table, lifted the silver tools, and worked hard.

After smashing the eggshell with a silver hammer, the butterfly cut each egg into eight neat slices, and the two butterflies lifted it and flew towards the bear's thick mouth.

The other butterflies were not idle, they didn't know where to find a silky thin thread, hoisted the lacquer bowl filled with water, and slowly flew in front of Xiong Hou, and the two butterflies took turns to fetch water with silver spoons.

With the efforts of these colorful butterflies, Xiong Hou only needs to open his mouth at will, and he can eat water and eggs, and his movements and demeanor are so arrogant and elegant, anyone who sees them will have a feeling of shame.

Xiong Hou was eating, and suddenly he seemed to feel something, raised his head and looked in a certain direction, and found that the crowd there was chaotic.

In the midst of the chaos, a seventeen-year-old man in a black power suit was striding in this direction.

The man looked much more handsome than the bear, and he carried a long, unsheathed knife in his hand, and a kind of aperture was constantly emitting from the knife when he walked.

Every time he took ten steps forward, the momentum on this person's body increased by one point, and when he first appeared, he still looked like an ordinary person, but when he walked near Wufeng Tower, it already looked like a mountain peak was pressing towards him.

"Isn't that the Ye family Yeyan who has become waste wood? How did he ......"

"It's Waste Wood Ye Yan, has his skill recovered?"

"What is he here for?"

"Are the three major scraps going to fight?"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, this black-clothed Ye Yan had already walked five steps in front of Xiong Hou, and a moment before Xiong Hou frowned and spoke, Ye Yan had already roared, and rushed towards Xiong Hou's location in one step, and the long knife in his hand was also unsheathed in an instant, slashing out with a cyan light.

After the sword light, everyone heard a voice, "Go to death, Xiong Hou......"