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"Take a look, take a look, and don't miss it! Today's martial arts world's number one knight appears here! Those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field! Tao Yaoyao shouted as she grabbed the ragged clothes pocket in her hand and circled around.

"Hey! Do you sell something? Seeing that there were not many people around, Tao Yao turned his head to the man and winked.

The man was there, a look on his face that he didn't know what it meant.

Looking at the excited woman in front of him, he sighed leisurely. Suddenly, he drew the sword in his hand, and it clanged as if it were alive. Then he stabbed his sword forward, and the force cut through the air around him, and his clothes swung with the momentum, so uncomfortable.

As he danced the sword, the number of people around him slowly increased.

"Come on!" Tao Xiaoyao saw that this guy was really popular, and secretly made a cheering gesture at him.

When the man saw the peach's appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and the strength of the sword dance softened a little. The crowd is gradually increasing, and there are really not many people who can dance the sword like this these years, but they just don't understand it.

"Let's Jean! Let's Jean! I don't know who was making a noise, and the crowd was suddenly split into a way.

"Master, please—" Tao Yaoyao stepped forward and saw a few arrogant domestic servants.

"Not bad, not bad." The man who came pacing from the crowd was a middle-aged man, and the beard on his mouth was very obscene.

"If this old man likes it, why don't you have a show?" Although Tao Xiaoyao doesn't like this kind of person, he looks like a nouveau riche. It's just that now they have no money, and this kind of person's money is easy to make, and they are unwilling to do her anyway, so why not?

"Like, like." The middle-aged man really responded to her words and said with a smile.

"Our lord said he liked it, don't you understand?!" The servant beside him pushed a handful of peach and knocked off the cloth bag that Tao Yao stretched out, and the coins inside were scattered all over the ground.

"Hey—" Momo was about to get angry when the one behind her stepped forward and protected her behind her.

"You're dancing well, sir, I like it." The middle-aged man looked at Dongjun with a strange look in his eyes, and said with a smile at him.

"If you like it, why do it?" Tao Yao couldn't bear it, she ate wild fruits for a few days, and she suffered for so long, she was unhappy for a long time.

"Bold! Do you know what our lord is, and dare to speak like this! One of the servants jumped out and yelled at Taoyao.

"Eh, don't be impatient." The middle-aged man quickly stopped the subordinate's approach.

"Yes, sir." The man was also interested, and obediently stepped aside and stopped talking.

"You're not from Hwaseong, are you?" This middle-aged man faced

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