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Huang Juncai, the once invincible No. 1 in Hengshui, once personally came to the door to give gifts, but in today's Dongfang Bai eyes, he is just a small ant.

Thinking of what he did two years ago, Dongfang Bai laughed at himself and shook his head.

As for Han Youfu and Ma Youcai, even Dongfang Bai at that time just regarded them as non-threatening pawns.

Some people are born without a home.

Even if he has a hometown of life and nourishment, all he yearns for is the never-ending pursuit, his heart is always floating, and he always needs money, power, and even life to entrust.

Dongfang Bai is such a person, as the so-called "burying bones in the mulberry ground, life is everywhere green mountains." ”

The immature scholar two years ago, with a little tricking, played with everyone in Hengshui with his three-inch tongue.

Now that I think about it, the mental tricks are still those mental tricks, and the schemes are still those schemes, but the object of the game is no longer the Hengshui family, or even a state and a pool, but the authority of the dynasty, but a thousand times a big country.

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on Dongfang Bai's handsome face, as if he had seen the future of standing above tens of thousands of people, and confidently stepped out.

This step is taken far away from Hengshui, and Hengshui has nothing to miss and nostalgia.

Dongfang Bai, who traveled far away, was full of vague light in his heart. I've probably forgotten the school girl who occasionally thinks of me these days.

From the South China Sea to Yingdu, you can reach it in more than a month at the earliest. Dongfang Bai has plenty of time, walking and watching on the road, eating, living and traveling, investigating the people's feelings of the dynasty, and speculating on major events in the world.

Before he left Huizhou, he heard news about Xu Feng.

Hearing the name Xu Feng, Dongfang Bai immediately felt a trace of inexplicable boredom in his heart. It is said that the way of Ji Zi is to pay the most attention to calmness, calm to ruthlessness and desirelessness. But this piercing name made Dongfang Baidao's heart move.

It was just a move, and when he found out the true situation about Xu Feng, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but smile. I feel ridiculous for Xu Feng, how can I jump into such an obvious trap!

In two years, you have achieved such a great reputation! It's a pity -- but it's a notoriety! I hope you can enter the Yingdu City smoothly, don't die on the road, let me have one less opponent, Dongfang Baixin said.

In White Rock City, the streets and alleys are a little deserted at night, and in the early autumn weather, Dongfang Bai drank a few glasses of sake and walked to the inn where he stayed.

A group of beggars on Tongqu Street looked like a family, thinly dressed, supporting the old and the young, and stopping a few passers-by from begging.

A few passers-by who looked like merchants casually threw down a few copper plates and hurried past without looking. There are too many beggars like this, Lingnan corpse puppets are infested, and those who dare to come out to beg at night seem to be really hungry.

A middle-aged woman passed by and looked at the girl who was holding out a broken bowl to her, her eyes full of miserliness. In the dim light, Dongfang Bai recognized this woman as the sixth aunt of the envoy of Baishi City.

The begging girl was seven or eight years old, covered with tattered clothes, barely covering her knees, her lips were purple from the cold, and she looked at the woman pitifully with big eyes.

The woman threw down a dime of silver, hesitated, then took off the scarf from her neck, wrapped it around the little girl's face, and quickly left.

The family wept in gratitude, and hurriedly knelt down on the cold stone slab, and kowtowed to the woman's back, until the back disappeared into the dim street lamp, and the beggars got up.

A scrawny old man, presumably the beggar's parent. He tore off the silk scarf from the little girl's face and threw it to a woman who was holding a nursing baby in her arms. The woman hurriedly wrapped her scarf around the baby's body and talked about keeping her warm.

The little girl of seven or eight years old was stunned for a moment, one hand hanging in the air.

I was going to grab that scarf, but I didn't catch it. I watched the scarf wrapped around my younger sister, and her little face was full of anger.

I am lucky today, and I may have a bigger harvest, the little girl thought, looking at the next passerby.

For things that have no value, Dongfang Bai will never waste any thoughts. The woman was the aunt of the White Rock Castle envoy - it was useful information, so he remembered it.

As for the next almsgiving, Dongfang Bai didn't look at it at all, and walked his own way with his head held high.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked in front of the group of beggars, the begging big-eyed girl stretched out her thin arm and stopped in front of Dongfang Bai.

Dongfang Bai was stunned for a moment, with an impatient look on his face. It was as if he saw a fly lying on his clothes.

The beggars immediately felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and the old father wanted to carry his daughter over, but it was too late.

Because Dongfang Bai took a step forward.

If it was two years ago, Dongfang Bai would probably kick over and kick with the soles of his feet, so that his dirty clothes would not get on his shoes.

Now, at the peak of the Apocalypse, he doesn't need to make any movements, just walk forward normally, and the invisible True Yuan in front of him can bounce away what is in his way.

It's better this way, Dongfang Bai thought. There was no turning back, not a moment of stopping, not even thinking about it, and walking over.

The little beggar girl didn't know why she suddenly came to the wall on the side of the alley, and thought that her father had beaten her because of the scarf.

The next moment, she suddenly heard the mournful cries of her family.

The next moment, she felt pain, her big confused eyes looked down, her slender chest was red, and as soon as she lowered her head, blood immediately flowed down her head, turning those big eyes into blood red......

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Dongfang Bai returned to the inn, made a pot of hot tea, drank a few sips, and prepared to rest. Because tomorrow there is still a long way to go.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of movement outside the window, which was about a dozen feet away, and the next moment I heard a knock on the door.

Dongfang Bai folded up from the bed and said calmly: "The door is not locked. ”

The door lock is not locked, and there is no difference for the cultivator, so locking the door is a superfluous thing, so Dongfang Bai did not lock the door.

At the same time as the door of the inn opened, two men in white, a man and a woman, came to the house.

The woman with the mask glanced at the sword at the head of the bed and nodded slightly.

The handsome young man who came with him, by the ghostly light, raised his eyes to look at Dongfang Bai, but he was shocked in his heart: in the entire Vientiane City, among the tens of thousands of people, he belongs to Fang Hua handsome and elegant, and he is a rare beautiful man in the world. And the young man in front of him seems to be even more handsome than himself.

It's really starry and heroic. Perfect face, moderate eyebrows and eyes, I can't find the slightest fault.

There really is such a handsome young man in the world!Fang Hua said in his heart.