Chapter 67: A Thousand Miles of Heroes

PS: A lot of book lovers must have looked confused!!

Half a month later, in Gangneung City.

Jingzhou Mansion Famous Building, Wangjiang Upstairs.

Bang!

The shocked wood slapped heavily on a square table in front of the hall, the old man with white hair and frosty face foamed at the mouth, "It is said that the rivers and lakes are rolling with thousands of waves, and a generation of new people is better than the old people." For example, those with the highest martial arts today should first respect North Qiao Feng and South Murong. But the ranking can be seen that Fang is today, among the rivers and lakes, who is the most popular, and who can be called a hero......"

"Does that need to be said? Today, there is no one who can be called a hero and a hero, such as North Qiao Feng and South Murong! ”

In the hall, someone in the diners immediately said.

"Non-yes, non-yes, it should be said that it is South Murong and North Qiao Feng." On a table near the window, there were two diners, one of whom was slightly fat, wearing a black swallow's house, and was shaking his head. The other was a blue shirt with a strong body. From this point on, there is a knife on the table of the two, and it can be seen that he is a person in the rivers and lakes.

If ordinary people look at it as a person in the rivers and lakes, they will not dare to talk too much, but now some people are not used to it, "Hmph, it's ridiculous, Qiao gang leader is arrogant, since he was appointed as the leader of the beggar gang, he has resisted Liao with strength, and has made many achievements, and the beggar gang is also thriving under his leadership, becoming the largest gang in the world, admired by thousands of people, and Murong Fu has no merits, but it is the shadow of his ancestors, so he has a great name, and he can also be called a hero?" ”

It was a young man dressed in a short shirt who spoke, and a long sword was placed next to the table, which was also mixed with the rivers and lakes.

"Smack!"

The figure flashed, and the slightly chubby man in the black Yanju suit was extremely fast, holding a sheathed knife in his hand, and slapped the young man in the short shirt on the cheek with the blade.

"I thought it was a peerless hero, it turned out to be a straw bag, young man, you Bao Sanye will teach you well today, mix in the rivers and lakes, take care of your dog's mouth, don't make disrespectful remarks at will, be careful that your head is gone that day, I don't know what's going on."

Half of the cheeks of the young man in the short shirt were swollen, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, but Nuno nodded and didn't dare to get up.

"Remember your name as the third master, it was Gusu Murong Fu's retainer who beat you today, Bao is different, don't take revenge in the future, you can't find anyone, don't get out of here."

The young man in the short shirt hurriedly got up, didn't even want a sword, and quickly escaped from Wangjiang Tower.

"It turned out to be Nan Murong's retainer, no wonder his martial arts are so high."

"yes!" The other diners in the Wangjiang Building whispered.

Bao Wei smiled contemptuously and walked to the side of the storyteller: "In addition to my son-in-law, there are other people in the rivers and lakes who are more famous?" ”

"Hey, hey!" The white-haired old man who told the story of the ancient times laughed twice, hugged his fists and said: "This uncle is very right, but the news is not very well-informed." Murong Gongzi is a well-known hero, but he is not the most popular recently! ”

"Huh! What do you mean? Bao Wei said with interest, the old man is just an ordinary person, not a person from the rivers and lakes, and there is no need to be angry with him.

"Since Bao Sanye is from Suzhou, he has just come from the south." The old storyteller asked.

"Yes and what."

"Then it's no wonder, if Bao Sanye goes a little further north, he will definitely be able to hear the news."

Bao Wei threw a piece of broken silver on the square table in front of the old man and said, "Don't sell it, let's get to the point!" ”

"Good, good, good! Thank you, Bao Sanye! The old storyteller smiled and put the broken silver into his arms, and said hesitantly: "Rank, have you ever felt that there have been more guards and horses in front of the government recently, and the entire Jiangling City has also begun to strengthen its vigilance?" ”

"It's true, I have a relative who works in the government office, and I heard that the recent strengthening of precautions is because Gangneung City is going to have a big devil."

"No wonder, I said why are there so many soldiers at the city gate today."

Syllable!

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost brewing, the storyteller was shocked again, and his eyes swept the audience.

"Hey! Uncle Lie, most of you are not from the rivers and lakes, so you can only listen to Lao Er's boasting here, but now the government and the opposition have already spread the news, not only sensationalizing the entire martial arts, but even the imperial court has also issued orders, and all prefectures and cities have received the news. ”

The white-haired old man grinned.

"Old man Zhang, you said, what have you been selling?" One diner couldn't help but say immediately.

"Good, good, good!" Old man Zhang stroked his beard, "By the way, there is a person today who came from the northernmost part of the Great Song Dynasty and headed south. Every time he crosses a place, he will set off a bloody storm, from Hejian Mansion and Taiyuan Mansion all the way to the south, passing through Kaifeng Mansion, and picking 17 villages and 23 gangs along the way. It was a ghost crying wolf howling, and a killing was dark, and many people in the green forest died because of it. ”

The diners below were in a stir.

If you think that's all there is to it, you're very wrong. He not only killed people in the rivers and lakes, but also killed people in the court. Whoever harms one side, the people who prey on the flesh, is among his must-kill. ”

"So, he's a chivalrous man?"

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles." Old man Zhang shook his head and said, "Because he likes to wear white clothes, the people in the northern rivers and lakes call him the white-clothed sword saint." ”

"That person obviously doesn't use a sword, but why should he press the title of a sword saint." In the corner of the dining room, there was a woman in black sitting on a chair, her vest facing outward, her face was invisible, her back was slender, and she was dressed as a black girl. She had a black cloth covering her face, revealing only two eyeholes, and one pair of eyes were as bright as paint. It is crisp and beautiful, but the tone is cold without the slightest warmth, and it is indescribably uncomfortable.

"I don't know about this." Old man Zhang smiled awkwardly.

At this time, it was raining heavily, and the sky was gloomy, although it was daytime, it was extremely dark and cold.

At this moment, a guest came to Wangjiang Road, dressed in plain cotton clothes and dressed as a scholar.

Wangjiang Tower is built by the river, there are three floors, eat on the third floor and watch the river, there is a unique flavor. Therefore, it has attracted countless talents, and due to interest, they have raised their pens and ink. What's more, it is a rainy day at this time, and the river rain is hazy, and it is not beautiful.

The scholar came to the third floor of the Wangjiang Tower. Although it is a rainy day, the Wangjiang Tower is full, and there are not many seats, as if everyone has the same mind and comes here to enjoy the beautiful scenery. The best seat for the two of them is in the middle of the window, and it's just the two of them.

Without hesitation, the scholar walked over.

"What a deep internal force!" Pack different amazement.

The scholar held a strange umbrella, which was soaked in rainwater, but his plain clothes were as white as usual, not a drop of water, and there was not even a trace of dirt on his boots.

Seeing that the scholar wanted to sit here, Bao didn't move, stretched out his feet to hold the seat, and wanted to turn the seat over. Unexpectedly, the scholar was breezy and light, and with an umbrella, he lightly clicked on the calf of the bag.

The bag was different, and I only felt that my legs and feet were numb, and I unconsciously shrank back.

The scholar glanced at it with his right hand, and the chair turned in a circle and stopped safely in place.

"What a handsome kung fu!" Bags are different at the same table, the man in the cyan shirt praised.

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There are two chapters on the side, and tomorrow we will start to get into the main topic, two more.

It takes three months for the Resident Evil Plane T virus to break out, and it takes a while to re-enter.

The world of Tianlong is not only a martial arts world, it is also an ancient plane, and it is considering whether to have a great collision of civilizations and completely occupy it.

Warrior Battle Gundam, I feel quite interesting.

It's going to be pushed next week.,It's going to be stable after it's put on the shelves.,Thank you for your continued support.。