Qiu Xiaoyun asked, "What requirements?"

The storyteller sold a pass and said with a smile: "This requirement is actually not difficult, anyone can do it." ”

Everyone frowned and said impatiently, "What do you ask?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "That is, the person who sells books must tell the little old man about books for three years." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then said disdainfully: "You want someone to help you collect the body after you die, right?"

The storyteller was noncommittal, nodded and said, "That's exactly what it means." ”

Everyone said coldly: "Who will agree to this kind of request, I think you still sold this book for 5,000 taels, and when the time comes, you can still sell a maid, and you are afraid that no one will collect the body from you?"

The storyteller shook his head and smiled, "That's different. ”

Zhou Kang smiled and said, "This old man is quite interesting. ”

At this time, a little girl walked out and said crisply, "I bought it." ”

Everyone looked at the voice and couldn't help frowning, the person who spoke turned out to be a little beggar, in his teens.

Everyone was puzzled: "Little girl, this old guy can say that he wants five hundred taels, you have so much money?"

The little beggar shook his head and said, "Not now, but I can earn it, didn't he say that he would follow him for three years, and it is not difficult to earn five hundred taels in these three years, right?"

Everyone was stunned and speechless.

The storyteller laughed and said, "Yes, yes, when you earn enough money, this book will be yours." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to the little beggar, and the little beggar walked up.

Ye Qiu and the others smiled slightly, thinking that this matter was over, and they were just about to check out and leave, but a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "I want this book." ”

An obese boy led a group of people in, directly pushed the people in front of him aside, walked in front of the old man and the little beggar before stopping, and said lightly: "One thousand taels, I want this book." ”

The storyteller frowned, but the little beggar stepped forward and said coldly: "He has promised to sell it to me, and now the book is mine." ”

The fat young man looked at the little beggar, who was half shorter than himself, and said coldly: "Where is the little beggar, get out of the way." ”

As he spoke, he kicked the little beggar out of the air.

Qiu Xiaoyun frowned, and said coldly: "This guy is too arrogant." ”

Ye Qiu kept looking at the little beggar, at this moment the little beggar was getting up from the ground, with blood stains on the corners of her mouth, but she still ran to the fat young man, waited for the fat young man, and said coldly: "Since the book is mine, why are you grabbing it?"

The fat boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Just because this book was written by my father." ”

Everyone was stunned again, frowning one by one, they all knew this guy in front of them, and it can be said that they were familiar, the Song family in Northern Snow City, because they had the same surname as the royal family of the Song Kingdom, so they were very prestigious in this Northern Snow City, and even the city lord Wen Shisheng had to give some face, because this young master of the Song family was arrogant and domineering in the city, and he had harmed many people over the years, but because of that secretive surname, many people also turned a blind eye.

But the legend of "The Legend of the World" was written by a scholar with a disadvantageous career, when did it become the head of the Song family, besides, the three generations of the Song family have never read any books, can they write such a expressive story?

It's just a joke.

The little beggar frowned slightly, and then said, "You are talking nonsense, if your father wrote it, why didn't you ask him to write another one?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone chimed in: "That's it." Even children don't believe in this kind of talk, who will?"

The fat young man's eyes narrowed, his eyes were full of murder, and he said coldly: "Little guy, you are looking for death." ”

As he spoke, he slapped the little beggar directly in the face, and directly beat the little beggar to the ground, and one side of his face was swollen.

Ye Qiu looked at the little beggar, and suddenly remembered Lingling, that little girl was a little similar to the little girl in front of her, they were so fearless, could it be said that this was the common denominator of beggars?

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The old storyteller stepped forward and picked up the little beggar and prayed, "Don't fight, I'll give you this book." ”

The fat young man pushed away the old storyteller, then grabbed the little beggar's collar and sneered: "I want a book, and I want to beat him." ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and slapped the little beggar in the face again.

His hand did not slap the little beggar's face, because a dark blue knife appeared directly on the little beggar's face, and the fat boy's entire right hand suddenly disappeared without a trace, yes, everyone saw this strange scene.

The young man's hand slapped over, and then his hand was gone.

It's just too bizarre and too incomprehensible.

Even the fat boy himself was stunned, his hand was missing.

What an absurd and strange thing this is, and what a terrible and terrible thing.

"Ah......h

The sound of the meal sounded, shaking everyone's eardrums, and the fat boy kept retreating, his left hand covering his right hand, and blood continued to spray out.

Everyone didn't understand what was happening, and the little beggar turned pale with fright, and his eyes widened as he looked at the dark blue knives in his face, which looked so small, so delicate, so beautiful, but so terrifying.

And Qiu Xiaoyun and the others looked at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu didn't notice their eyes, but got up and walked over, then jumped down from the stairs while saying coldly, "Get out!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him, and they all frowned.

The scene just now was so strange that people couldn't believe that all this was done by the thin boy in front of them.

Those knives followed his word "roll", as if they had been summoned, and they flew back to Ye Qiu one by one.

The entourage brought by the fat boy was completely stupid at the moment, where would he think of avenging his son-in-law.

The fat young man covered his arms and kept screaming, looking at Ye Qiu at the moment, and said viciously: "Kill him for me." ”

When those entourages heard this, they hesitated one by one, and then surrounded Ye Qiu.

At this time, a few people suddenly walked outside, and as soon as people saw these people, they quickly hid to the side, clenched their fists, bent over, and said in unison with respect: "See Lord Wen!"

When the fat young man with his arms in his arms saw the arrival, he suddenly seemed to see a savior, and even seemed to forget the pain, and stepped forward and said, "Lord of the city, you have to be the master for me." ”

Ye Qiu turned his head to look, only to see that there were three people coming, the first one was a burly man, who looked to be in his early thirties, with a Chinese face, full of majesty, a pair of eyes blooming with scorching light, followed by two sturdy men, one tall and one short.

As soon as the burly man saw the fat boy, he frowned slightly, then looked at Ye Qiu, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Ye Qiu didn't speak, just looked at this man, because he thought of Lingling, he was not in a very good mood, so he didn't mean to explain anything, the person in front of him was obviously the city lord of Northern Snow City, that is, their senior brother Wen Shisheng.

Qiu Xiaoyun upstairs looked at the burly man and frowned, "Steward Long, is he the senior brother you said?"

Long Xiangxiang nodded, "I didn't expect him to appear here." ”

Qiu Xiaoyun said: "Shall we tell him, in case he stands up for that person and fights with Ye Qiu, it will not be good." ”

Long Xiangxiang hesitated for a moment and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Lin Feiyu said coldly: "If he dares to make a move with Ye Qiu indiscriminately, then I, Lin Feiyu, don't recognize him as a senior brother." ”

Zhou Kang nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Qiu Xiaoyun said worriedly: "But after all, he is a Spirit Venerable powerhouse, how can Ye Qiu be his opponent, in case Ye Qiu is injured......"

Long Xiangxiang said coldly: "If he dares to make a move, I don't have a student like him in Oriental Academy." ”

Everyone looked back at Long Xiangxiang together, as if they had known this dragon steward for the first time.

As soon as the burly man saw the fat boy, he frowned slightly, then looked at Ye Qiu, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Ye Qiu didn't speak, just looked at this man, because he thought of Lingling, he was not in a very good mood, so he didn't mean to explain anything, the person in front of him was obviously the city lord of Northern Snow City, that is, their senior brother Wen Shisheng.

Qiu Xiaoyun upstairs looked at the burly man and frowned, "Steward Long, is he the senior brother you said?"

Long Xiangxiang nodded, "I didn't expect him to appear here." ”

Qiu Xiaoyun said: "Shall we tell him, in case he stands up for that person and fights with Ye Qiu, it will not be good." ”

Long Xiangxiang hesitated for a moment and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Lin Feiyu said coldly: "If he dares to make a move with Ye Qiu indiscriminately, then I, Lin Feiyu, don't recognize him as a senior brother." ”

Zhou Kang nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Qiu Xiaoyun said worriedly: "But after all, he is a Spirit Venerable powerhouse, how can Ye Qiu be his opponent, in case Ye Qiu is injured......"

Long Xiangxiang said coldly: "If he dares to make a move, I don't have a student like him in Oriental Academy." ”

Everyone looked back at Long Xiangxiang together, as if they had known this dragon steward for the first time.

As soon as the burly man saw the fat boy, he frowned slightly, then looked at Ye Qiu, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Ye Qiu didn't speak, just looked at this man, because he thought of Lingling, he was not in a very good mood, so he didn't mean to explain anything, the person in front of him was obviously the city lord of Northern Snow City, that is, their senior brother Wen Shisheng.

Wen Shisheng. Wen Shisheng. Wen Shisheng. Wen Shisheng. Wen Shisheng.