"Damn! He actually dares to swagger around in the name of our Hohe family!" Huhehuo's face was full of anger, and his body exuded a trace of tyranny, and the passers-by on the side of the road flashed straight to both sides when he walked on the street.

Shen Liang shook his head helplessly, stepped forward and patted Huhe Huo's shoulder.

Huhehuo stopped, turned his head and frowned at Shen Liang, and asked out loud, "What are you doing?"

Shen Liang shook his head and motioned for him to look around.

Hohehuo turned his head and saw the panicked faces. Huhe Huo was slightly stunned, and hurriedly put away his breath.

"Alright, let's go in and have some tea!"

Standing at the door of a teahouse, Shen Liang raised his eyes and looked at it, and then said to Hohehuo with a smile.

Huhe Huo thought that there was nothing to do, so he nodded and agreed to Shen Liang's decision.

Only then did the two of them walk into the teahouse. When I went in, I found that the guys and the shopkeeper at the counter were all standing there with a cower, and there were only a few people sitting scattered in the huge teahouse.

In front of the stage, the storyteller spoke loudly and eloquently, unaffected by the number of listeners in the audience.

Shen Liang and Hohehuo casually chose a table slightly in front.

After the two of them sat down, the guy at the shop nervously made a pot of tea and brought it up.

Shen Liang subconsciously turned his head to look around. There was an old man and a young man sitting at the table next to him, the old man was dressed as a gentleman, his hair was messy, his clothes were slightly torn, and his bony body did not doubt that he could be blown down by a gust of wind, and at this moment, the old man's eyes were closed, and his body was swaying slightly, and it seemed that he should be asleep.

The girl looked about eleven or twelve, dressed in a white dress, plain but neat, her pink and jade appearance was very cute, and a pair of bright eyes stared at the storyteller on the stage intently.

But just like that, two completely different painting styles have come together.

What strange two people! Shen Liang sighed with emotion, and then moved his gaze to the side.

I saw a dirty man sitting in the corner in the distance, and what was on his table was not tea, but a wine jar. The man did not seem to have any interest in the storytelling on the stage, and poured himself a large bowl of wine in front of him, and then drank it all.

Shen Liang raised his eyebrows, frowned slightly, and then moved his gaze back again.

There was a man sitting in front of the stage, dressed in a black robe and wearing a strange silver mask, and occasionally I heard the man shout hello!

Shen Liang picked up the teacup and sipped it lightly, his eyes were full of thought, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hu Hehuo turned his head to look around, frowning, and didn't know what he was muttering.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the gate of the teahouse, and then I saw that Song Lang swaggering in surrounded by many subordinates.

The noise immediately made the man in the audience frown, but when he looked back, he didn't say anything.

The messy man in the corner paid no attention to it, and it seemed that all he had in his eyes was wine.

On the contrary, the sleeping old man was immediately awakened.

The old man opened his cloudy old eyes, and after looking around, he suddenly screamed, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. How come these individuals from these places are amazing!

At this time, no one paid attention to the old man's exclamation, or that his attention was not there.

Shen Liang and Huhe Huo stared coldly at Song Lang, and after snorting coldly, they turned their heads and ignored him.

Song Lang's face changed and changed, and then he frowned and walked aside, sitting next to the old and the young. The thugs laughed and retreated to the corner and sat down.

Coincidentally, the position where Song Lang was sitting was across a table from Shen Liang. And it was the old and young people sitting at that table.

Song Lang frowned and glanced at the old man, and sneered, "I didn't expect that Hanako likes to come to listen to books!"

The old man smiled and didn't speak, but the little girl next to him glared at Song Lang, pouted and retorted, "You are called Hanako!"

Song Lang's face changed, and he immediately slapped the table. The thugs shouted at the old man on the spot, and they rushed over.

"The little girl can't find death?"

"Dare to scold my young master and beat her!"

Shen Liang snorted coldly, got up and kicked away the bench behind him, jumped up, came to the old man's side, and stared at Song Lang coldly.

Those thugs naturally knew the young master of the Shen family, and they immediately lost the arrogance they had just had, but they were a little cringe.

"People come to listen to the book, what does it matter to you Song Lang?

Song Lang's face changed, he glared at Shen Liang angrily, and only after a long time did he wave his hand and drink back those subordinates, and then sat down without saying a word.

The old man got up and bowed to Shen Liang and said, "Thank you for your help!"

The little girl also smiled at Shen Liang, and said sweetly, "Thank you, brother!"

Seeing this lovely girl, Shen Liang couldn't help but think of Xiao Yiying, who was cultivating hard under the supervision of his father at the moment, and immediately couldn't help but smile and said, "It's okay!"

"If the old man is fine, let's get out of here first! Then Song Lang is a master who will repay him! I'm afraid he will be unfavorable to you!" Shen Liang lowered his body and whispered in his ear.

The old man hurriedly said, "Thank you, Childe!"

After that, the old man picked up the banner next to him, and the banner read "Ask divination and fortune telling", and then led the little girl and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, the little girl was still staring at Shen Liang with a smile.

Shen Liang responded with a smile, sat back at the table, and sipped tea slowly. It's not so much a taste, it's more about drinking, where does Shen Liang know what tea ceremony is, it's just to drink tea and listen to books, killing time.

Before this was put aside, Shen Liang could really sit in this teahouse this day. But now, at the table next to him is the wicked Song Lang, where are Shen Liang and Huhuo still interested in sitting here?

At that moment, after drinking the tea in the cup, the two settled the account and left with a cold snort.

As soon as the two stepped out of the door, they were greeted by a large and a small figure. It was the same Xiangshi and the little girl just now.

Shen Liang was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man in front of him and couldn't help asking, "Why hasn't the old gentleman left yet?"

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, and immediately took Shen Liang's wrist and pulled him to the side of the alley where no one was around.

During this period, Shen Liang only frowned slightly in confusion and did not resist.

"What do you mean, old man?" asked Shen Liang aloud.

The old man sighed, pointed at Shen Liang, and said in a panic, "Childe, you have a bloody disaster!"

When Shen Liang heard this, his brows immediately tightened.

Nahu and Huo Hu were stunned, and he stepped forward and couldn't help but scold, "You old man, just now my brother was kind enough to help you out of the siege, but you cursed my brother, what do you mean?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "It's not that I'm not bad at Nian Gongzi, but the old man, I just hung up for Gongzi, and then I calculated that Gongzi will have a big disaster in the near future!"

Seeing that this old man was full of nonsense, Huhe Huo was suddenly furious in his heart. Before he could speak, he was pushed away by the little girl.

"You're a bad person! My grandfather calculated a hexagram for your kindness, but you didn't appreciate it!" The little girl stared at Shui Ling's eyes and looked at Shen Liang and the others angrily.

As a party to Shen Liang, although he didn't believe much in the warlock's set, after all, people were also kind, so he immediately expressed his gratitude to the old man, and then prepared to leave.

The old man's face changed, he stretched out his hand to block Shen Liang's way, and then hurriedly pinched his fingers.

Unexpectedly, the old man's face changed drastically, and he actually spurted out a mouthful of old blood, grabbed Shen Liang's sleeve tightly, and shouted, "Hurry up!"

And at this moment, a terrifying power suddenly erupted from above Maple City, and that power was like a stormy wave, which made people tremble.

At the same time, a deep shout sounded immediately, accompanied by bursts of roar, and spread in this maple city in the raging wind!

"Shen Tian! come out and suffer !! death"