At the end of June, the scorching heat has arrived.

Heaven and earth are like a big oven, and the sunlight is like magma, splashing to all corners of the world.

The air blows on a person like a fire that wants to burn him to ashes.

In such a hot weather, there are surprisingly few pedestrians passing by on the official road. Even the summer cicadas on the plum trees on both sides of the official road were listless, and it took a long time to call.

"Dad, no one has come for half an hour, let's close the stall. ”

At this time, next to the official road, in a simple tea stall, a young man in Mai about fifteen years old was half-leaning on the table, shaking his fan wildly.

"Wait. ”

The middle-aged man next to him frowned slightly, looking at the green mountains in the distance.

Although this official road is remote, but at the junction of the two states, no matter how hot the weather is, there should be people passing by, why is there no one in half an hour?

Suddenly, he saw a figure at the end of the winding official road, and it seemed that a figure had appeared.

The figure kept jumping up and down, from far and near, rushing towards this side, and after a dozen breaths, the person came to the outside of the tea stall.

He is an eight-foot-tall man in a green shirt with an unremarkable appearance.

He was wearing a pair of shoes, with a silver sword and a gourd hanging from his waist, and a green bamboo cane in his hand, like a poor swordsman.

"Hero, please be seated!"

The young man in sackcloth immediately jumped up, wiped the table and chair neatly, and said, "What do you want to drink?" We have cold boiled water, chrysanthemums, Pu'er, and hawthorn tea...... But the best thing to drink is the special iced sour plum soup, do you want a bowl? It only costs 10 cents!"

"Okay, then bring me a bowl. ”

The green-shirted swordsman smiled slightly, and then discharged ten copper coins on the table: "Do you still have fennel beans, bring me a plate." ”

"Okay, hero, please wait!"

The young man respectfully put away the copper coin, turned around and walked to the tea stall to prepare to scoop the sour plum soup.

The middle-aged man next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The swordsman looked poor, but he smiled elegantly and easily, not like a villain.

"Hero, please use it slowly!"

Soon, the boy put a bowl of sour plum soup in front of the man in the green shirt, and the fennel beans were also served.

Strangely, the green-shirted swordsman took out a jade stone and threw it into the sour plum soup, and then picked up the bowl and took a sip gently.

"Yes! The sour plum soup is not mixed with water!"

After drinking a bowl of swordsmanship, he only felt cold, sour and comfortable, like jumping into ice water.

He nodded with satisfaction, pushed the porcelain bowl, untied the gourd on his waist, and said with a smile: "Another bowl, by the way, help me fill it." ”

"Good!"

The young man looked happy and hurriedly took the gourd.

After a while, the young man put the gourd on the table: "Hero, your gourd is full." A total of 80 dollars of labor. ”

"Hmm. ”

The swordsman in Tsing Yi took out a piece of broken silver, threw it to the young man, and asked casually, "There shouldn't be any bandits around here, right?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he hurriedly replied, "Hero, please rest assured." This place is already close to Youzhou Jianye County, and the government often comes to inspect and clean up the bandits, and it will be fine. ”

"Really?"

The green-shirted swordsman smiled meaningfully, did not speak, just quietly drank the sour plum soup and ate fennel beans.

This person is naturally Lu Qian.

He set out from Qingyang County, ran all the way along the official road, and left Qingzhou in four or five days, and entered the 100,000 heavy mountains at the junction of the two states.

Along the way, he followed the official road and picked out the remote paths.

Sure enough, there were many bandits and robbers who blocked the road and robbed money on the road, and Lu Qian was naturally unceremonious and killed them all the way.

By the way, he also uprooted seven cottages and rescued 82 people, including the elderly, weak, women and children.

also harvested more than three hundred taels of gold, plus a bunch of junk martial arts cheats.

Surprisingly, in just ten days, the end of the earth and the Storm Palm were raised to the second level of the realm.

It's like a matter of course, without the slightest hindrance.

Swordsmanship has also improved a lot.

If this continues, within three months, his martial arts will be able to improve by one or two levels.

Stomp and tread.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came to my ears.

Lu Qian frowned slightly.

A moment later, a black horse galloped from a distance like lightning, and on the horseback was a middle-aged man wearing the silver armor of a dart master and powerful with martial arts.

Behind him were several golden dart flags, embroidered with the four black characters of 'Divine Bird Dart Bureau'.

Sigh.

The silver-armored man reined in the black horse, stopped outside the tea stall, walked around a few times, and swept over Lu Qian's three people with a sharp scrutinizing gaze, looking very vigilant and vigilant.

"Three, it's rude!"

The next moment, he arched his hand to Lu Gan and the others, took out a whistle from his cuff, and blew it directly.

Three short and three long.

As the shrill whistle sounded, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance.

A team of dozens of darts appeared on the official road in unison, rushing towards this side.

"The dart master didn't take the right path of Yangguan, but came to this kind of sheep intestine path?"

Lu Qian's brows furrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged stall owner had already greeted him: "It turned out to be the dart master, please inside, the small one has a chilled sour plum soup, please!"

"Well, bring me everything you can drink!"

In the middle of the team, a silver-haired old man with bright eyes turned over and dismounted, and floated into the tea shed in one step.

Suddenly, the temperature of the surrounding hot air plummeted and became slightly cold.

"Xuan-level body method, dragon gossip step, internal strength in the ground level, Xuanbing true qi. The cultivation should be around ninety. ”

Lu Qian glanced at it, and the martial arts used by the old man immediately appeared in his mind.

Followed by the silver-clothed old man who came in, there were two sweaty women, quite beautiful, one was twenty-six or seven, tall, and the other was about twenty-three years old, a little petite.

"This young man, set up a table?"

Several dart masters came over and arched their hands to Lu Qian.

"Please. ”

Lu Qian nodded lightly.

"Thank you!"

The master thanked him and sat down, drinking tea to quench his thirst while chatting in a whisper.

Although they all looked relaxed, their hands were always holding the weapons at their waists, and they were vigilantly looking around, and a small half of them were guarding the horses and darts.

"This is a well-trained and experienced dart master. ”

Lu Qian nodded secretly in his heart, ready to get up and leave.

At this time, suddenly the twenty-six-year-old tall female dart master frowned and said: "Darthead, who do you say is the kind person who cleared out the bandits for us? We came all the way and encountered eight cottages that were burned down, and the bandits died on the spot. ”

"Although I don't know who that person is, it is certain that my cultivation will be high. The dead bandits and robbers all have a palm print on their chests, and they kill with one blow, and they don't know what kind of sharp palm they are!"

The silver-armored man from before said in a deep voice.

"It's not a one-hit kill. ”

The silver-clothed old man put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, his eyes were shining, and he spit out an astonishing sentence: "Every palm is a shock to the heart, not to the heart." Those robbers and thieves choked blood and suffocated to death! Moreover, it was not one palm technique, but eight different palm techniques! All of them were ground level palm techniques!"

"What!"

Hearing the words of the old man in silver armor, all the dart masters were shocked on the spot, and they all gasped.

How could it be possible for a person to have cultivated eight kinds of ground-level palm techniques? But the dart head has been walking for many years and is extremely experienced, so his vision should not be wrong.

It's twenty-three.

Lu Gan on the side silently added in his heart.

"Could it be that he is a master of the Flying Heaven Realm?" the tall female dart master asked in surprise.

"How can a Flying Heaven Realm master have such idleness. The petite female dart master sitting next to her smiled: "In my opinion, it should be a hero who is doing chivalrous righteousness and eliminating harm for the people!"

"Very reasonable! I think this person is the martial champion Lu Qian you shouted in your dream last night! I seem to have heard you call that martial champion Xianggong!"

The tall female dart master sneered.

"You, you, you, you nonsense!"

When the petite female dart master heard this, she blushed and defended: "I dreamed of that martial champion Lu Qian, but I never called him Xianggong! Besides, dreams can ...... Can you take it seriously!"

"Oh oh!

The tall female dart master suddenly realized, and it was another joke.

Suddenly, the surrounding dart masters burst into laughter, and the inside and outside of the tea stall were filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Hmph! That martial champion is a peerless genius, and he has been named the king of Youzhou, and he is the dream lover of the nine billion girls of Daxuan, what is wrong with me dreaming of him!"

The petite female dart master was laughed at by everyone, her mentality collapsed, and she broke the can.

This sentence makes people snickerle again.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side: "I think that Martial Champion Lu Qian is nothing more than that." ”

Swish.

The crowd turned their heads sharply to look at the one who had spoken.

It was the man in a green shirt with a bamboo cane next to him.

"Hmph! That Lu Zhuangyuan had already cultivated to the Gang Qi Realm at the age of nineteen, and defeated the Ghost Luo Kingdom, the genius of the Great Universiade Dynasty, Han Zhong, Bai Yuzhu, and his fame moved the world! Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to look down on Lu Gan?"

The petite female dart master stared at her eyes and cast a disgruntled gaze.

"Nineteen years old and sixty years old, is it amazing?"

The man in the green shirt smiled indifferently and arched his hand: "Under the surname Wu, the single name is a pine character, and he is also nineteen years old, but he is already at the peak of the Gang Qi Realm, and he has a hundred and three cultivations." ”

"Lu Gan, in my eyes, [UM] is just a younger brother!"