"Silly melon, this token is yours, take it to Sword Forge Villa!" According to the agreement, the sword slave threw a copper token engraved with red letters on the chest of the iron bull.

The iron bull barely supported his huge body, grabbed the token, and when he saw that the token was yellow, he opened his mouth and bit it fiercely with his big teeth, as if it was not a piece of iron lump, but a piece of cornmeal dumpling. The sturdy token creaked as he bit it.

The sword slaves were dumbfounded, and shouted, "Idiot, why are you biting the token?" If you bite the token, I won't have a new one for you! ”

"This thing is yellow, let me bite it and see if it's gold or brass." Iron Bull let go of his mouth, and two more rows of deep tooth marks appeared on the token, "From the taste, this thing doesn't look like gold, it should be brass." ”

"If it's made of gold, are you going to sell it for money?" The sword slave said angrily.

"Of course, I don't have any interest in the 'son sword' you mentioned. I don't need such a light sword, only a heavy big iron rod I like to use. I don't want that sword, and I don't want to go to any Sword Forge Villa, so I came in to break your bird formation just to use this token to sell money to buy meat to eat. ”

"You stupid, full of nonsense!" The sword slave suddenly sank his face, patted the supreme sword, and a sword inserted in the ground was moved by force, rose from the ground, flew into the air, played a few dazzling flips in mid-air, and landed between the crotch of the iron bull's pants accurately, inserted into the ground, and almost cut off his "seeding" thing just a little bit.

"Oh my mother!" Iron Bull spread his legs in fright and stepped back a long distance. "You're trying to cut me off."

"Silly melon! The one I forged is called the first sword. Don't call the son sword! If you call it wrong again. I'm going to have to cut you off. The sword slave warned with a calm face. He is an informal, unruly person, and can tolerate everything else, but he can't tolerate others insulting the sword he forged.

"I know, it's called Zichu Sword, not Son Sword, don't do it to me anymore, I'm too tired to run." Iron Bull said, shaking his big head like a copper cymbal.

"Then will you sell this token in the future?"

"It's not for sale. If you don't sell it, it's not gold, and even if you sell it, it's not worth much. ”

"Then you don't plan to go to Sword Forge Villa?"

"Go, definitely go, but I'm afraid that I'll get lost halfway and won't find a place when the time comes."

"Don't be afraid of getting lost, you stay in the villa for the time being, and when the twenty-three tokens are distributed, I will take you to the villa with me. Actually, I'm not very satisfied with you as a fighter, except that you have more strength. It's not good, and it's still stupid. Involve you in the fight, and you don't know what kind of jokes will be provoked. However, since I have promised to give you a token as long as you can draw your sword, I don't want to regret it on the spot, so I will open the net and let you participate in the fight. When the time comes, remember to be honest and don't follow the mess, otherwise you will not be spared. The sword slave lectured one by one.

"Okay, old man, don't worry, I don't dare to make trouble in a crowded place." Tie Niu Han agreed with a smile.

"Alright, you stupid fool, get out of here. Don't get in the way of the next intruder. The sword slave waved his hand.

"Okay, I'll go."

Tie Niu got up as he said, patted the dust on his body in a carefree manner, and then stuffed the token into the money bag, only to find that the token was too big to be stuffed in. He took out the token and searched for other places on his body to hold things, and since he was shirtless, there were no sleeves on his upper body, and only a pair of pants could hold things, so he had to tuck the token into the gap of the trouser belt.

The surface of the token was smooth, and the belt of the trousers was not very tight, and it slipped down and fell into the crotch.

As soon as the sword slave saw that the precious token was stuffed into the crotch of his pants by the iron bull, the anger that had just been suppressed came up again, and he scolded angrily: "You stupid melon, who allowed you to stuff the token into the crotch of your pants!" ”

"I didn't mean to, it slipped in on its own, don't be angry, I'll take it out." Iron Bull said and really put his big black hair hand into the crotch of his pants, rummaging in it, and the loose crotch rose and fell.

"Get out, get out of here, don't do this nasty action in front of me and my sword." The sword slave suppressed his anger and waved his sleeves to drive people away.

Iron Bull didn't dare to disobey the order, and walked out of the gate while groping around in the crotch of his pants.

This action once again caused the people outside to laugh, and many people were almost laughing out of tears.

Tie Niu walked outside, unlike Xin Ling just now, everyone didn't thank him, nor praised him, but there were many people who pointed at him and laughed. Iron Bull was used to being ridiculed since he was a child, and he didn't care, and walked through the crowd with a joke and left the place with the token in his crotch.

On the small pavilion, Zhao Zheng and Zihuan have been watching the excitement, very leisurely.

"I didn't expect this stupid big black charcoal head to really pull out his sword, it seems that his strength is really great." Zihuan smacked her tongue and sighed.

"As I said just now, he is no worse than Xin Ling, he should be able to get the token, my eyesight is very accurate." Zhao Zhengdao.

"I was proud of the fact that I was right once, and now someone has gone in again, guess if he can succeed." Zihuan shook her hand and pointed at the door of the martial arts training hall, where a short but sturdy young man was walking in with a sword.

"He's not going to make it." Zhao Zheng shook his head and said categorically.

Sure enough, not long after the short young man entered the martial arts training hall, he retreated stupidly, with a dejected expression, obviously a failure.

"Well, I guessed right again, right? But it's not interesting to guess like this, let's guess next time you hang some lottery heads, I guess right to win a hundred taels of silver, guess wrong once to lose you a thousand taels of silver, what do you think? Zhao Zheng asked with a smile.

"I don't think so. I only like to make money, I don't like to gamble, because making money will definitely make money flow into my trouser pocket, but gambling money is not necessarily, in case I lose, I have to die of distress. Zihuan refused.

"Our bet is not big, and 1,800 taels of silver is just a small matter to you, right?"

"Who said that. Don't say it's a thousand eight hundred taels of silver. Even a dozen taels of silver are also the meat of my heart. Less is not enough. Zihuan stretched out two fingers and gestured, her fingers were like bamboo shoots, but her fingers were calloused.

"Hehe, thanks to the fact that you are a woman, if you are so stingy as a man, no one will want to be friends with you." Zhao Zheng shook his head with a smile.

I don't agree with that. I don't make money for myself, but for other purposes. Over the years. I used the money I earned to help a lot of people secretly, and they were especially grateful to me. Even if I am a man, those who have received my favor will treat me as a friend, so whether it is a man or a woman, there will be no shortage of friends around me. Zihuan blurted out these words, and after finishing speaking, she felt speechless and closed her lips.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Zihuan is greedy for money, but no one knows why Zihuan is greedy for money, and she herself never reveals it to outsiders. She has a shallow relationship with Zhao Zheng, so naturally she can't talk about it.

But even if Zihuan doesn't say it. Zhao Zheng also knows Zihuan's background and knows the reason why Zihuan is desperate to make money. He knew that there was something unspeakable in this, so he didn't ask in depth, so as not to make Zihuan unhappy.

One of the two didn't want to talk, and the other didn't want to ask, and suddenly they became cold and fell into a stalemate.

"That...... Let's talk about something else. Zihuan broke the silence and diverted the topic.

"I think it's okay, let's talk about your whip instead, where did your whip come from?" Zhao Zheng knew that the topic just now was taboo, so he chatted with Zihuan about inconsequential topics.

"That's a long talk, I'll tell you slowly." Zihuan breathed a sigh of relief, there was nothing that could not be said about this topic, many people knew it, so she talked about the whole story endlessly.

After Zihuan learned martial arts, she left her master to wander the rivers and lakes, and accidentally encountered a one-eyed python in a swamp. In a fierce battle between the two sides, she strangled the ten-meter-long python, then dismembered it and took out the useful things on the python's body. Afterwards, she found someone to refine the snake gall bladder, snake blood and other materials on the python's body into an elixir, and the snake bone was made into this "thirty-two dragon bone whip".

The whole story is very simple, but Zihuan said it very carefully, so she said it for a long time.

Zhao Zhengquan listened to the cross talk, except for occasionally interjecting two sentences, he has been listening silently.

Just as Zihuan was talking happily, there was a sound of footsteps at the staircase, and the two of them walked up the stairs and strolled to the second floor.

These two people, one is a thin middle-aged man, with an appearance of about forty hanging, with rat eyes on his face, a collapsed nose under the rat's eyes, and two dog oil mustaches under the nose, seven up and eight down, wearing a hundred flowers gown, looking a little bells and whistles. Obviously it was still spring, but he took a fan in his hand early, and a poem was written on the fan: Lonely grass grows on the edge of the stream, and there are yellow orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled.

The other man was very similar to the previous one in appearance, with a pair of rat eyes and a collapsed nose, but he was much taller than the previous one, two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and a large waist and a round waist, not even inferior to the iron bull. In addition, he has a distinctive feature, that is, his arms are very long, hanging down on both thighs, almost touching the knees. He was dressed in a gold-striped stub, with his chest exposed, and his sleeves rolled up at either side, revealing two pairs of arms as steel-like as iron, and fists the size of hammers. Looking at his age, he is also in his early thirties, much younger than his companions.

The fact that these two people can come to this small pavilion shows that their status is not low.

In fact, the thin middle-aged man is named Wei Yiyang, who is nicknamed "Night Night Shengge", he is a famous wealthy businessman in the Great Yan Country, mainly to open green buildings as a business, there are many green buildings in Nangan Province are opened by him, and even put a few tens of meters long high-end "painting boats" in the canal, which raise a large group of beauties, and tens of thousands of taels of silver are credited to the account every day.

Wei Yiyang is not good at martial arts, he has only learned one martial arts, and he only learned it for the sake of aphrodisiac, and he has no actual combat ability. His main skill lies in the business side, and he was the first to think of opening a high-end painting boat on the canal, using a large boat full of beautiful women to attract the attention of customers, and he made a fortune with this ghost idea.

With money, he naturally has status, Wei Yiyang's family has a big business and wealth, in addition to shopping malls, in the rivers and lakes and officialdom, there is also a bit of thin noodles.

Accompanying Wei Yiyang was a cousin of his, named Wei Dali, as his name suggests, he is a tall and strong man, and he is a martial arts master, who has reached the realm of the Eight Heavens, and can be regarded as a second-rate master.

Don't look at Wei Dali on the surface is a stupid big man, but he is extremely talented, since he learned martial arts when he was a child, he has made rapid progress, he was famous in the rivers and lakes when he was very young, and now he is a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and his fame is not inferior to his cousin who has a lot of money. He is a close relative of Wei Yiyang, and since he entered the rivers and lakes, he has been staying by Wei Yiyang's side and doing things for Wei Yiyang. He is mainly responsible for contribution, while Wei Yiyang is responsible for contribution, and the two complement each other and are very compatible.

These two people, like everyone else, came to Luoshu Villa to celebrate their birthdays, and today they took advantage of their leisure to come to this small pavilion, intending to look down here and see the liveliness of the martial arts training hall.

As soon as he came up, Wei Yiyang's pair of mouse eyes saw the slender figure standing in front of the window. This figure is convex and backward, up and down, which is really beautiful. He made a fortune in Qinglou, and he is a big pervert in his bones, seeing such a sultry back, he naturally wants to appreciate it, and after looking at it for a long time, he retracted his gaze.

Wei Yiyang recognized who this woman was, and laughed loudly: "Hehe, isn't this Miss Zihuan, we are really fated to meet again." (To be continued......)