287 General Tang

Jiuliu City, according to legend, is the place where an emperor who ascended to heaven in the Great Thousand True Realm parted with his wife. At that time, Kuru Castle was not a city, but a small village. With the revisit of the old land of the Emperor of Ascending Heaven, a movement of his mind laid a magic circle for this small village, so that the village was protected from natural disasters and ** within dozens of square kilometers. This small village has gradually grown and has become an important town in the Central Plains of the Thousand Continents.

Of course, the story of the long stay in the city will not be known to the landlords and tenants. They were standing in front of the gate of Jiuliu City at the moment, looking at the man who was tied up into a dumpling on the city gate with six faces.

"I didn't expect this. It's a big game.ใ€‚ใ€‚ โ€

Fang Wuwei looked at the burly man with a bewildered expression, who was hanging on the top of the city gate and floating in the wind, and let out a sigh like above.

"Master, he must have committed some kind of crime to be hanged. Let's not look any further, after all. . . โ€

Xiao Lian whispered in Fang Wuwei's ear, and then pointed to his and Fang Wuwei's clothes.

Because Xiao Lian knew that he was going to come to the cultivation world, he put on the robe he had treasured for a long time. Now that he came to this town of cultivation, his Dao robe would not seem out of place in this world.

But Fang Wu's clothes for them are different from Xiao Lian. Fang Wuwei, as an "old man" who had been to the wilderness once, had already realized that clothes that fit lightly and could walk through the woods were the best. So now he is dressed like an adventurer, carrying a travel backpack and camouflage pants.

As for Wu Meng and others, the dress is even more varied. Like Zheng Koumao wearing big pants, Shangguan Aolin is still wearing a suit, in the eyes of people in the Xiuzhen world, they are simply a group of demons dancing, a non-mainstream street dance troupe across the era.

"Oh~ I didn't expect you to observe so carefully!"

Fang Wuwei looked suddenly enlightened and patted Xiao Lian's shoulder. Then his expression of sudden realization changed, and he instantly looked at Xiao Lian expressionlessly and asked:

"In your eyes, is being so mentally retarded?"

Fang Wuwei, who was looking at Xiao Lian with dead fish eyes, took out a set of clothes from the travel backpack behind his backhand, which was the linen-colored ancient costume he wore in the other world. He had long expected that he would have to come into contact with people in the Xiuzhen world, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he deliberately brought clothes that were in line with the characteristics of the times.

It's just that Wu Meng and the others in the back don't have the same ancient clothes as Fang Wuwei. So they are still wearing those "strange costumes" and swaggering in this antique world.

"It's in vain."

Xiao Lianleng paused, then lowered his head and apologized. Fang Wuwei was just joking with him, but he didn't expect Xiao Lian to be so serious.

"Xiao Lian, I don't blame you for being a teacher."

Fang Wuwei looked at Xiao Lian who lowered his head helplessly and patted him on the shoulder.

"You might as well think more about why you're so wooden."

Fang Wuwei, who was helpless by Xiao Lian's seriousness, no longer cared about the noisy tenants behind him, and turned to observe the gate of the city that had stayed for a long time.

The tall arches are majestic, about three or four people tall. The bluestone under the foot is horizontal, huge and smooth, probably because the horses and people have walked more, and there are many potholes on the stone face. When I looked up, the round arches made of blue bricks were still neat and tidy, and none of them cracked or protruded due to age and pressure.

Maybe he was shocked by this atmospheric city gate, or maybe it was because he saw the rare landscape, Fang Wuwei couldn't help but mutter:

"This gate. It's so pretty! โ€

"Poof!"

Just as Fang Wuwei was impressed by this ancient majestic building, an untimely laughter suddenly came from the air.

"How beautiful is this gate? How can anyone boast so much about the city gates? Hahaha! โ€

โ€œ๏ผŸโ€

Fang Wuwei was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the voice. I saw that the man who was hanging from the top of the city gate was laughing non-stop. If he hadn't been tied hand or foot, he would have rolled on the floor with his stomach in his arms laughing.

"Otherwise, how can the city gate boast?"

Fang Wuwei secretly cut in his heart, muttering in a low voice and preparing to leave. Xiao Lian said just now that the person who was hanging was very likely to be some kind of criminal. Fang Wuwei is not stupid, of course he doesn't want to provoke these people, so it's better to leave quickly.

It's just that Fang Wuwei's footsteps were just raised, and the man who was lifted suddenly raised his head and chanted:

"The triumphant stone gate is proud, and thousands of stories are exciting! Emperor Wen worshiped the king of the west, and Emperor Wu expanded the border to open up the northern wilderness! Glory and decline have followed the law since ancient times, and strong luck has created a long life! โ€

The man's voice was powerful and powerful, like a giant drum, and it made a thick drum sound one after another, which spread all over the world! And the rhythmic modulation and frustration make the unyielding and unyielding expression of it to the fullest! A good horse deserves a good saddle, and a good poem needs a good eulogist!

โ€œใ€‚???? One? See?? Book? Seeยท? ๏ฝ‹?๏ฝ?๏ฝŽ?๏ฝ“?๏ฝˆ?๏ฝ•?ยท ๏ฝƒ๏ฝ๏ฝ?ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ โ€

Although every line of the man's poem seems to have nothing to do with the city gate, in fact, he uses the title of the city gate to express the pride in his heart like a fire! Fang Wuwei, who had just lifted his foot, naturally heard the extraordinary nature of the man's poetry.

But.. Is this your business?

"Wu Meng, you guys hurry up."

Fang Wu shouted to Wu Meng and his party who were struggling to turn around, and then walked to the city gate. Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is not ready to deal with that man anymore.

"And so on. . . Wait! โ€

When he saw Fang Wuwei leaving without looking back, the man who was hanging like a dumpling suddenly shouted out to Fang Wuwei in a cold sweat.

โ€œ๏ผŸโ€

Stopping, Fang Wuwei glanced at the "zongzi" suspiciously, and couldn't understand why this hanging person was trying to stop himself.

"You are... Square? โ€

With a little disbelief, and with such a little hope of longing for reunion, a trembling voice came out of the man's mouth,

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Fang Wuwei was a little surprised, why in the world of cultivation, there was a man who was hanging on the city gate who knew himself? This made Fang Wuwei fall into contemplation and confusion.

And then.. With this kind of thinking, Fang Wuwei quickened his pace away from the city gate.

"Hey. Feed! Wait! I'm General Tang! Fang, have you forgotten the general me! Damn! Don't run faster! โ€

The man who claimed to be General Tang, who was hung on the top of the city gate, shook in the wind and shouted out the words above, and then watched Fang Wuwei just like this, walking farther and farther until he disappeared into the town.

The group, which had already moved away from the city gates, was now swaggering through the streets of the town. Pedestrians dressed in shabby linen clothes on the road cast all kinds of glances at them, as if the giant pandas of the 21st century had escaped from Sichuan.

"Number One, do you know that General Tang?" Wu Meng asked curiously.

"I don't know,"

Fang Wu spread his hands together. Although he felt that General Tang's name was familiar, he didn't know who it was. Maybe.. It is a person known by the previous reincarnation of "Fang Wuwei".

"Dr. Fang. Over here.. It's terrible. โ€

Shangguan Aolin looked at the pedestrians around him with disgust and muttered. He was wearing a crimson suit with gold threads, glowing golden in the sun. Just like the aristocrats of ancient Europe, or the squires and tyrants of ancient China, they have an instinctive rejection of these dilapidated streets.

"Boss Shangguan, why don't you take one hundred and eighty kilograms of gold nuggets and transform them?"

Fang Wuwei turned his head sideways and glanced at Shangguan Aolin. Although what Shangguan Aolin said just now seemed to have a little bit of contempt for people, Fang Wuwei knew very well what Shangguan Aolin was. How can a person who can eat instant noodles in front of a black-and-white TV with everyone despise poverty from the bottom of his heart?

"Hmm...

Shangguan Aolin crossed his hands in front of his chest, his brows furrowed tightly. Hearing Fang Wuwei's words, he had already begun to think about whether he should bring one hundred and eighty pieces of gold when he went out in the future, and then recruit dozens of dogs and legs every time he went to a place.

The eldest young master who calls for wind and rain, even in another world, wants to be spoiled~

"Speaking of which, we haven't eaten anything since we came, have we?"

When Shangguan Aolin was thinking about how to recruit dog legs, Zheng Koumao touched his belly with eight-pack abs and asked with a confused expression.

"Yes. . . Yes! You haven't eaten yet! โ€

Hearing Zheng Koumao's words, Xi Luoya, who was wearing a maid outfit, suddenly became emotional! She excitedly took out one lunch box after another from the rag bag she was carrying, along with knives, forks and chopsticks.

"That. . . That,I made a lunch box for everyone.ใ€‚ใ€‚ Shall we have dinner together? โ€

Siloya, who was still a little shy, asked everyone with a happy face holding the lunch box. Since she came to No. 233 Longsheng Mansion, she has been cooking almost all the meals. She seems to have made cooking for everyone a very important task, and at the same time, it is a very happy thing for her.

"Konishi~I only brought a picnic napkin today~"

As soon as Wu Meng, who was next to Fang Wuwei, saw Xi Luoya's rice, his big eyes instantly shone with starlight. She fluttered and hugged Siloya, apparently feeling extremely happy to have something to eat.

"You guys... Are you here for an outing? And also.. For Mao Wumeng, you even prepared a picnic napkin? โ€

Fang Wuwei looked at his tenants with twitching corners of his eyes. After going through so much grinding, he really didn't expect that these people didn't even grow at all. Even the barbarians in the game, after fighting so many bosses, should upgrade and add a little intelligence! Damn it!

"Master. . . The apprentice feels that the vision of passers-by is getting worse and worse. โ€

Xiao Lian looked at Wu Meng and them with an embarrassed face, and whispered to Wu Wei.

When he came to the Great Thousand True Realm, Xiao Lian had already secretly made up his mind that he must rescue the apprentices of the Xiao Rouhe Congxin Sect. Besides.. He also hopes that in the Great Thousand True Realm, the Congxin Sect will be carried forward!

But.. Looking at the behavior of several immortals, Xiao Lian only felt that his prestige would get lower and lower. Maybe in the end, the Congxin faction was established.,People will also say that the main door of the Congxin faction.,It's a gate master who stays with mental illness.ใ€‚ใ€‚

"Good apprentice. Ignore the eyes of passers-by for now. Now that the teacher sees the group of second-class goods picnicking in the middle of the road, is it a hallucination for the teacher? โ€

Fang Wuwei watched Zheng Koumao pull out the picnic cloth from his underwear with a black line on his face, and then placed it in the middle of the crowded road, preparing to have a feast with Wu Meng and the others.

"Maybe the apprentice and the master are hallucinating together."

The corners of Xiao Lian's eyes twitched. Eating on the market roads of such major towns, how maverick the immortals must be.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Wu Meng, Zheng Koumao, Shangguan Aolin and Xiluo Yaqi.

Just imagine, for Zheng Koumao, the world of Xiuzhen is like a plot in infinite space, how the characters in the plot view adventurers, is it important to adventurers?

And for Wu Meng, the neural network of the future has a similar neural game. In the end, she didn't regard the humans in the cultivation world as human beings who could be compared to her. What ants think, will humans care?

As for Shangguan Aolin? Scold.. After half a year of being with that group of strange people, his brain circuits have long been tampered with! Even if he hasn't been tampered with, he is a legend in the pretending world himself, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all!

However, Fang Wuwei and Xiao Lian were the two, Fang Wuwei had a lot of contact with the Wild Continent, and also made friends in the Xiuzhen world, so Fang Wuwei had a certain sense of belonging to the Xiuzhen world. Not to mention Xiao Lian, he himself is a person from the cultivation world, so he will also notice the thoughts of passers-by.

"Oooh! It's delicious! No. 1 and the cave man at the top of the mountain, don't you eat it? โ€

Wu Meng hugged the lunch box, biting the chicken wings with a satisfied face, and sat in the middle of the road made by the earth and shouted loudly.

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Fang Wuwei and Xiao Lian glanced at each other helplessly, not knowing how to reply to Wu Meng's invitation at all.

"Whew!"

At this moment when Wu Meng and the others were eating happily, Fang Wuwei and Xiao Lian had a painful face! A white eagle feather arrow slashed through the sky above the bazaar and shot at Zheng Koumao in the picnic! The white feather arrow that was spinning rapidly, the three-finger-wide arrow was shining with cold light, and even if it was shot, it would be seriously injured even if it didn't die!

โ€œ๏ผโ€

Xiao Lian's expression changed slightly, obviously he was still looking at Fang Wuwei, but there seemed to be eyes growing behind him! I saw that his sturdy and well-proportioned right arm was gently raised, and a faint gray true qi gushed out from his two fingers, and suddenly turned into iron tongs!

"Khooth!"

When the archer noticed it, the arrow of the white eagle feather arrow had been firmly sandwiched between Xiao Lian's index finger and middle finger!

"Who!"

An earth-shattering roar shook away the dust around everyone! Gray true qi gushed out from Xiao Lian's body, and his whitewashed gray robe fluttered!

Xiao Lian is really angry now! The Xiuzhen world is his home field, but there are still people who dare to fight the ideas of his master and friends! And again in this insidious way!

"Cultivator?"

At this time, in the far side of the street, several officials in official uniforms and swords at their waists looked at each other and looked up at the tall foreman in front of them.

"I've never seen a cultivator who uses true qi like this. Loose practice? Let's go, let's take a look. โ€

The foreman put the bow in his hand on his back, led the official behind him, and walked quickly towards Xiao Lian and Fang Wuwei and his party.

When this group of officials came to everyone's side, Xiao Lian also realized that they were officers and soldiers, and he had to slowly withdraw his true qi. It's not that he doesn't get angry, it's just that it doesn't do the group any good after provoking the officers and soldiers at the beginning. What's more, the forces behind the official government are all major cultivators, so there is no need to cause trouble.

"Are you a casual cultivator? The people you bring affect others, you know, you don't know! Be careful, I'll report you as demon cultivators! โ€

The foreman looked at Xiao Lian with a frown, he knew very well that casual cultivation generally had no power, so he generally had no scruples about casual cultivation. And the few people beside Xiao Lian, he didn't feel the existence of true qi, so he self-righteously regarded the people next to Xiao Lian as civilians in foreign lands.

It's just that when he reprimanded Xiao Lian, he didn't notice Fang Wuwei beside Xiao Lian, and a touch of scarlet flashed in his eyes. And Zheng Koumao, who was sitting on the picnic cloth, also bulged out his muscles abnormally.

"The villain will pay attention next time."

Xiao Lian bent down and made a gesture to the foreman. In fact, cultivators are a group of people with great self-esteem, and even if they are casual cultivators, they generally disdain to deal with ordinary people. It can be seen that Xiao Lian has put a very low posture for Fang Wu as a group of people.

"Hmph."

The foreman sneered, he neither liked nor cared about these loose cultivators. Why? Because casual cultivation is not good for him, and he can't beat casual cultivation.

"I can't stand your Xiuzhen's apology, so get out with your fellow Daoists."

Waving his hand, the foreman looked at Xiao Lian with contempt. Although he is not interested in casual cultivation, he is still happy to take advantage of the cheapness of his mouth.

"Hey, do you know who Young Master Ben is?"

Shangguan Aolin, who was sitting in the seat, suddenly stood up and said to the foreman. Hearing Shangguan Aolin's words, Fang Wuwei and the foreman were stunned at the same time.

The foreman was stunned that there were still people who resisted him? And Fang Wuwei was stunned, why did Shangguan Aolin suddenly become an idiot?

When Fang Wu Wei looked back, he saw that Wu Meng was holding a fork against Shangguan Aolin's ass. And Xi Luoya was looking at Wu Meng and Shangguan Aolin with a worried face.

[Wu Meng. Aren't you a big deal? Fang Wuwei thought with a black line on his face.

Wu Meng seemed to hear Fang Wuwei's heart, she secretly stuck out her tongue and grimaced at Fang Wuwei, as if to say:

[Golden Fried Chicken is going to complete his mission to die.] ใ€‘

Wu Meng, you haven't forgotten about assigning tasks!

Fang Wuwei turned his head with the corners of his eyes twitching and looked at Xiao Lian. This may be a good opportunity to make Xiao Lian a little smoother, but it's really not good. I had to let myself pretend to be a master to pretend to be a wave.

And then..

Under Fang Wuwei's kind attention, Xiao Lian was ready to fight.

Looking at Xiao Lian, who once again burst out of gray true qi, the foreman shook his head silently, and then he took a step back and took out a long strip of fireworks from his waist.

"Close! Let the dogs go! โ€

As the foreman's words sounded, he pulled the fireworks in his hand hard! A fiery red firework bomb crossed a trail in the white sky and exploded in the blue sky!

"Bang!"

As Fang Wuwei and Xiao Lian watched the fireworks in the sky explode with bewildered expressions, a white wind carrying a terrifying murderous aura suddenly blew from the city gate to where everyone was!

"Brother City Protector, I'll leave the scattered cultivation of this gray Dao robe to you."

Looking at the white-haired burly man whose feet were tied with hemp rope and only his upper body could move, the foreman yawned and walked to the restaurant on the street with the rest of the officers and soldiers, ready to drink some wine and watch the play.

Fang Wuwei looked at the white-haired man in front of him in surprise, and the white-haired man also looked at Fang Wuwei with big eyes, and asked in unison:

"Fang?"

"The one hanging from the wall?!"

"General, my name is General Tang! Isn't it the one hanging on the city wall? โ€

General Tang complained with a painful face, and then his face sank, and his eyes showed rolling killing intent, and he threw a punch at Xiao Lian!

"Forget it! General, I'll take care of things first! โ€

"Bang!"

General Tang's fist was like a huge wave that destroyed everything, roaring and knocking back Xiao Lian, who was hastily defending, by hundreds of meters! Forced on this road, a deep black ravine was drawn!

"Uhhh

Fang Wuwei looked at General Tang with twitching out of the corner of his eyes, this person's punch was too fast. And also.. Why can Xiao Lian fly so far?

Before Fang Wuwei could react, another hurricane struck! General Tang's white hair fluttered in the air, and he quickly attacked Xiao Lian, who was standing in place! His white murderous aura wrapped around his body, and he roared loudly:

"Not out of town?! Then take another move from the general!! โ€

(Si Chen wants to become the god of love)

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