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With his current martial arts, he undoubtedly belongs to an inconspicuous role among the major forces. Although Lin Yuantu made a great deal of power and killed one of Chang Yu's sword tripods, which greatly reduced his pressure, he made up for the Sky Eagle Gang that made him even more headache, making him feel that he could be killed at any time.

In this case, not to mention obtaining the Dragon Slaying Knife, it is extremely difficult to even save your life.

I didn't expect Sikong to pick up stars and throw out a fake dragon slaying knife, which actually led to so many variables.

On the side of the fake dragon slayer knife, it is clear that the various princes surrounding Yu Daiyan are fighting, and the Heavenly Eagle Sect aims to disturb the troubled waters and get out of the matter; On the side of the True Dragon Slayer Knife, it is even more of a fire, according to various clues, Han Gaitian himself should be a wise hero, coupled with the mermaid You Qiuyan, whose fame and strength are not weaker than him, and the chief protector fat assassin You Gui, the strength of the Haisha Gang is definitely not to be underestimated; What's more, there is the unfathomable evil king Shi Zhixuan on the sidelines?

This kind of danger, I'm afraid, is difficult to describe with pen and ink.

Thinking of this, Shen Cheng's head couldn't help but feel a little painful.

At this time, the horse had arrived at the south gate of Fuzhou City, and Shen Cheng turned over and dismounted to accept the interrogation of the soldiers defending the city.

With his fame, after seeing the official guide by the road, the soldiers defending the city were naturally generously allowed to go, Shen Cheng thanked him, turned over and got on his horse, and suddenly saw that not far in front, a convoy was slowly moving forward.

Shen Cheng didn't care, and was about to overtake him when he suddenly heard a sweet woman's call.

"Shen Gongzi!"

Shen Cheng looked up, and the curtain of one of the carriages was lifted, revealing a sweet and pretty face that was happy and disgusting, it was the stunning famous prostitute, Shang Xiufang.

Shen Cheng was a little helpless, Le Ma stopped, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet everyone Shang here, it's really fate!" ”

Shang Xiufang seemed to see his helplessness, and chuckled: "I know that Shen Gongzi also has important things to do, and he won't bother for too long, the concubine will perform in Lin'an Yuqing Academy on the fifteenth of next month, I don't know if Shen Gongzi can enjoy it?" ”

Shen Cheng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this stunning beauty to invite himself in front of everyone, and he couldn't bear to refuse this moving beauty for a while, so he nodded immediately and said, "Since everyone is still invited, then Shen will definitely come." ”

Shang Xiufang said happily: "That's good, I'm still worried that Shen Gongzi is busy and can't explain to Senior Sister Qing'er!" ”

Frankly speaking, Shang Xiufang's charm is varied, and she does have infinite attraction to Shen Cheng. However, because his mind is now focused on how to quickly go to Putian and intercept the dart team, he nodded to Shang Xiufang and said, "Tell Senior Sister Ling that Shen will definitely not miss the appointment on the fifteenth of next month." ”

"Shen still has something to do today, everyone is still here, and there will be a period later." On the horse, he hugged Shang Xiufang with a fist and rode away.

"Sister Xiufang, this Shen Cheng is so unreasonable." In the carriage, a girl in emerald green clothes said angrily while knocking melon seeds.

Shang Xiufang shook her head and lowered her head slightly, but she was vaguely curious about him in her heart.

Although she is only 19 years old this year, she has been performing since she was thirteen years old. Especially a man of Shen Cheng's age, it is rare to see her without being fascinated. But this person didn't use God on her at all, but seemed to be a little avoidant?

……

The horse's feet were very fast, and after about two and a half hours, Shen Cheng had crossed the huge Fuzhou Mansion and entered the Putian territory.

Although there was no fight plot during this time, which is the so-called garbage time, Shen Cheng's live broadcast room still reached 950,000 popularity at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and more and more people were compromised by relatives and friends to watch his unique live broadcast.

Shen Cheng coughed dryly and said, "Friends, about twenty miles ahead, is Putian, that is, the location of Southern Shaolin, the base camp of the Putian system in the future. I hope God willingly, I won't have any trouble so that I can catch up with the dart team smoothly. ”

The ten miles ahead of him were mostly wilderness, and Shen Cheng was chatting and farting with his sailors, while riding his horse and galloping along the official road.

At this time, he could only hear the jingle bell, and the two horsemen galloped side by side from north to south, along the official road in the direction of him. In a moment, the two horses galloped in front of him. Shen Cheng only felt that his eyes lit up, but he saw that the two horses, one yellow and one white, were tall and had bright saddle bridles. On the yellow horse sat a young man about twenty years old, dressed in a yellow shirt, tall and thin. The white horse was a young girl, about twenty years old, with a fluttering white shirt and an extremely pretty appearance. Both of them had long swords hanging from their waists, and each held a horsewhip in his hand.

"66666, Brother Cheng, are you ashamed? It's a Ferrari and you're a bike! ”

"Anchor Shen, they are all rich and handsome, why did you ride a broken car?"

"Anchor, that sister is so beautiful, don't you want to talk to her?"

"My brother Cheng is so handsome, it's almost the same as my sister to talk to the anchor."

"66666, it's really here!"

Shen Cheng's face was full of black lines, but he was powerless to refute, at this time, the girl in white slowed down her horse speed and asked softly: "This son, have you ever seen a little beggar-like child passing by here?" ”

Shen Cheng shook his head honestly and said, "I've never seen it." ”

The girl in white smiled slightly, signaled her thanks, and looked like a flower, and she was actually different from the great beauty.

The girl turned the horse's head and muttered a few words to the arrogant yellow-shirted young man, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and urged the horse away together.

Along the way, there is no danger to Putian, which is a bit similar to Fuzhou Mansion, and Putian City is also extremely lively and prosperous because it is an important place for water transportation.

Shen Cheng had no intention of watching the scene of Putian City, and did not stop at all, and went straight to Baihu Port in the south of Putian.

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In the Dakang Dynasty, Baihu Port in Putian is one of the most important ports in Fujian, between Yanshou River and Mulan River, located on the north bank of the lower reaches of Mulan River, known as "the north and south merchant boats", so it forms a "gateway to the sea", that is, it becomes a commercial port, not only a foreign trade port, but also a fishery center.

Just as the Hekou Port and Fuzhou Port in Fuzhou Prefecture are firmly controlled by the Haisha Gang, the master of Baihu Port is the Giant Kun Gang, one of the eight major gangs.

At the entrance of Baihu Port, the eight giant Kungang Han Towers stood at the intersection and took turns to collect protection money from the passer-by Yin.

With patience, after paying the protection fee from the giant kun gang Dahan, Shen Cheng rushed to the ferry in a hurry.

However, at the ferry, I only saw a thousand sails, but where was the shadow of the dart team?

I asked passers-by to find out that the dart team had already left Baihu Port and entered the Minjiang River half an hour ago.

After all, he still didn't catch up, Shen Cheng was in a heavy mood, standing by the river in a daze, for the first time in his heart there was a sense of depression, as well as a sense of uncertainty about the future.

People are not as good as heaven.

The inertia of the plot is still difficult to forcibly reverse, and the dart team led by Du Dajin is still inevitably embarking on the road to death, so, where should the Longmen Dart Game go?

Shen Cheng raised his head and saw a flat boat, slowly floating over the Min River, and a young scribe in a white shirt was stroking the piano in the boat.