"Don't sell it to him!!"

The voice came from the young man, he had been looking at Wen Ziming since the boss finished answering, and when he saw him staring at the female companion beside him without blinking, he frowned directly, and blurted out the words.

"Hmm, why?" Wen Ziming frowned slightly when he heard this, thinking about all the possibilities that he would not sell to himself, but in the end he didn't come up with anything.

"Because I don't want to sell it!" the man chuckled, dropped a roll of his eyes, and said to his female companion next to him, turning around to leave, "Let's go, Xiaorou." ”

"Wait!" Wen Ziming was depressed in his heart, it seemed that the last time he was treated like this was hundreds of years ago, and he didn't want to sell it......

"What are you doing?" the young man stopped, not looking back, a slight chill in his tone.

Hearing his tone, the soldiers behind him hurriedly stepped forward, clenching their hands to the cold spear, as if they were waiting for the man to give an order, and they were about to poke Wen Ziming into a honeycomb.

Wen Ziming wondered even more in his heart, isn't it just to buy a stone chip, this thing is a very valuable thing, if it's valuable, I'll give you money, won't I get it, am I like the person who has bad money?

In fact, the magistrates may also wonder why this young man has such an attitude. In fact, he is the eldest grandson Xiaowen, the son of Sun Yigeng, the head of the Huaxia Kingdom, and this stone piece is the one that his father asked him to find someone to help sell on consignment, and at that time he thought that this stone chip was a treasure that he didn't understand, but after finding a lot of appraisers but didn't know what it was, he never took his father's explanation seriously.

Today, it was not easy to ask the princess out to go shopping. I happened to meet a nine-tailed civet cat who was still in her infancy in the West Market, and her white fur made Her Royal Highness the princess love it. The eldest grandson Xiaowen was thinking about going further, but the boss who sold stone chips came over, broke his good deeds, and rushed over to see that the buyer turned out to be a guy dressed like this, and he kept staring at the princess with a smile, without even blinking his eyes, do you say that this eldest grandson Xiaowen can give him a good look.

But Wen Ziming didn't know that there were so many reasons for this, whether he was holding the stone chip in his hand or not, he couldn't take it, so he froze there.

"Hmph!" When the eldest grandson Xiaowen saw that Wen Ziming was no longer talking, he thought that he was afraid of his own soldiers, so he squeezed out a cold snort from his nose and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, the two brothers, Dugu Yunfei and Xiang Ran, also stood beside Wen Ziming, with weapons in hand, waiting for Wen Ziming's order.

And when Wen Ziming saw the attitude of the eldest grandson Xiaowen, he originally thought that his idea of showing talent would disappear at once. Originally, he looked down on everything, and he hid when he could hide in trouble, but he also had a wave of anger in his chest.

"Stop!" Wen Ziming's face was gloomy, and his right hand pulled out the golden cross sword that had not been used for many years from his belt, "Originally, I didn't want to make a fuss like this, but why don't you want to sell it, don't you need to give a reason?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, the eldest grandson Xiaowen, who had already pulled the princess to turn around and leave, stopped suddenly, with this slightly surprised smile on his face, "Don't you know me?

At this time, the princess standing next to the eldest grandson Xiaowen also frowned slightly when she heard his words, but she didn't speak, just moved to the side unnaturally.

Wen Ziming's face was completely gloomy, the golden cross sword in his hand began to glow with a golden light, and he said to Dugu Yunfei and the others in a low voice: "This is Daxing Wangcheng, there are so many people watching, it is best for you not to get involved, I will do it myself......"

With that, a crossed sword slashed towards the group of guards.

In fact, Wen Ziming hadn't moved his hands on impulse for many years, but today he thought that he had to get his hands on this stone piece. It's just that for the first time in five hundred years, he has found something about his origins, even if he really needs to kill someone.

Seeing him greet without fighting, he stabbed with a sword, and the group of guards hurriedly stabbed with a sword, the tip of the spear rushed out, and they all pointed at Wen Ziming, Wen Ziming hurriedly shook his wrist, and the cross sword took advantage of the situation to open a few spears in front of him, and he didn't stop at his feet, and rushed directly into the group of guards with a "Quartet Glass Step".

This "Quartet Glass Step" was learned by Wen Ziming as a beggar three hundred years ago, and Wen Ziming had traveled with him for a period of time. The beggar was also a grandmaster-level master, but he was plotted against and abolished him with one hand and one foot, although he was also cured, but his strength was no longer what it used to be.

However, this old beggar is indeed a gifted character, after simply hearing about Wen Ziming's situation, he conceived a path for him that is most suitable for him to practice martial arts, he realized that although Wen Ziming's body has not grown up, his strength is not as good as those old guys who have been lewd for many years, but he also has his own advantages, that is, flexibility, always maintained at the stage of seventeen or eighteen years old, which means that his body flexibility has always stayed at this stage, and his body will not gradually stiffen because of age. This "Quartet Glass Step" is a body method specially created for him by combining Wen Ziming's physical condition.

Seeing him close, these guards were also veterans who had been fighting for a long time, and they directly took a step back together, expanded the encirclement, and continued to stab with their guns, Wen Ziming had no choice but to put away his sword and parry. The advantage of the cross sword is that the sword body is long, the handle is also long, and the attack range will be larger than that of ordinary long swords, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the speed of change will be very slow, and this time these guards are attacking his weakness.

Wen Ziming parried those spears, and his right hand had already grabbed a scroll from his belt, this scroll was a wood-based monomer forbidden spell magic, just waiting for the encirclement to reveal the flaws, he could take control of the eldest grandson Xiaowen, but at this moment, something happened suddenly, and the eldest grandson Xiaowen, who had been retreating again and again, suddenly stopped, "haha" laughed.

"Haha, boy, stop it, you look back at your companion......"

Hearing his words, Wen Ziming's heart sank, and he once again held his sword to parry a wave of spear thrusts, and glanced behind him, and it was at this glance that he was directly stunned.

The three of Dugu Yunfei had been subdued at this time, Xiang Ran and the two brothers were pressed to the ground by two spears and couldn't move, while Dugu Yunfei was choked by a pair of fingered tigers by an old man in white.

Seeing this scene clearly, Wen Ziming didn't say much, and threw the cross sword in his hand to the ground with a "dang" sound, but in his heart he was guessing who they were, how could they subdue Dugu Yunfei and the three so quickly...... It seems that this Chinese Empire really deserves to be the first in the mainland, and it is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"Hmph, you clowns still want to rob me of things......" The eldest grandson Xiaowen, who was so frightened that he only knew how to retreat, had a smug expression at this time, and staggered to Wen Ziming, a soldier had already handed over his cross sword, and the eldest grandson Xiaowen put it in his hand and checked it, received his own storage bracelet, and then snatched back the stone chip that Wen Ziming was still holding in his hand, "The sword is not bad, but you still want to rob me, and you can't ...... it."