"Master of the house, why did you let him go so easily?!"

A young man from the Lu family was indignant.

Lu Changyi glanced at him and sneered:

"What, you want to watch the younger generation of our Lu family all being beaten to the ground, so that you can be happy?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said a little unconvinced:

"He's only in his twenties, how powerful can he be?

Lu Changyi shook his head and brushed his sleeves away, leaving only two concise words:

"Ignorance!"

When the young man heard the head of the family's evaluation of him, his face turned pale, but he didn't dare to refute it, so he could only bow his head, secretly unwilling.

At this time, Lu Qingling supported Wu Sikai, and also passed by this young man with a sneer, and sneered:

"With your shallow vision, you dare to question the decision of the head of the family?"

The young man also gradually came to his senses, but still asked with some suspicion:

"Sister Lime, is that black-shirted young man strong?"

Lu Qinglime sneered:

"If it's not strong, can he cut off one of Skye's fingers in front of me?"

Lu Qingling paused, and his voice became colder:

"He's demonstrating with that speed and force, not to mention a finger, even his head has the ability to unscrew it!"

The young man of the Lu family was also shocked into a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but be extremely afraid, glad that he didn't have a hot brain, so he challenged for the sake of the family's face.

Otherwise, according to the rules of life and death conceit of the challenger of the Fengyun Banquet, what will happen to him... It's hard to say...

At this time, outside the gate of the Lu family

Xue Chuan played with the jet-black token in his hand, obviously full of interest in it, and kept looking at it over and over again.

Liu Bei was still immersed in the previous gloom, and followed behind Xue Chuan with his head down.

"Don't be so calm, be happy, you just beat the person who hurt you into a dog!"

Xue Chuan turned his head and looked at Liu Beidao with a hippie smile.

Liu Bei raised his head, looked at Xue Chuan, who looked relaxed, and bit his lip:

"But I wasn't happy. ”

Xue Chuan raised his eyebrows, turned around, faced Liu Bei, and said with a smile:

"It's so upset to suddenly find out that you've been thinking about a bastard all along?"

Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, and realized that what Xue Chuan said seemed to be the case, so he nodded hesitantly.

"Tsk..." Xue Chuan put his hands on Liu Bei's shoulders, and his smile was full of chills:

"Wouldn't you be more lucky, then? Wouldn't it be better to recognize that it's a piece of and jump out in time than to rejoice in a piece of?"

Liu Bei showed a disgusted expression:

"Although what you say is indeed very reasonable, why is the example you gave so weird?"

Xue Chuan smiled, turned around and continued walking:

"It's just an example, does it matter? as long as it means something about the same. ”

Liu Bei sighed, but he was indeed in a better mood than just now.

At this time, the crowd who had been squatting not far from the gate of the Lu family saw the figures of Xue Chuan and the others again, and they were all boiling:

"Look! it's out, it's out!"

"It's them! I know the man, it's him!"

"Is this all right?!, has the Lu family changed his temperament?"

"It can't be... Are you mistaken...?"

The corners of Xue Chuan's mouth twitched, obviously he didn't expect this group of people to still be entrenched here to watch the excitement.

At this time, an uncle who was still carrying a flat load of cucumbers squeezed forward, with a look of curiosity:

"Little brother, little brother, tell me what's going on?"

Xue Chuan took a deep breath, looked at the uncle who sold cucumbers, and sighed:

"Uncle, can't you just sell your cucumbers well?

The cucumber seller spat on the ground in displeasure, and then walked back scolding.

Xue Chuan rolled his eyes and said to Liu Beidao, who was secretly snickering behind him:

"Don't laugh, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

Then, Xue Chuan walked into the crowd, just a little change in gait and expression, he easily blended into the crowd, and even Liu Bei almost lost his follow.

Xue Chuan, who was mixed in the crowd, was very low-key, as if he had been an ordinary pedestrian on the street from beginning to end, if it wasn't for Liu Bei's deliberate attention, he was afraid that he would have been deceived.

Liu Bei quickened his steps, came behind Xue Chuan, and said softly:

"Where are you going next?"

Xue Chuan didn't reply:

"Buy a roast chicken, and a pot of soju. ”

Liu Bei was stunned:

"What?"

After half a pillar of incense, Xue Chuan had already carried the roast chicken that had been roasted just right, as well as two bottles of soju, and returned to the gate of the Lu family with great interest.

Because the Lu family is extremely efficient, the crowd that originally gathered at the gate of the Lu family has long since dispersed, and the broken fragments of the previous gate have also been cleaned up.

Thinking about it, except for those few people who witnessed Xue Chuan's feat of smashing the door with one foot in the air, there would be no one who would take this matter to heart.

Xue Chuan looked around and saw the old beggar sitting against the wall, still staying where he was, dozing with his head down.

Xue Chuan smiled, walked over, put the soju and roast chicken in front of the old beggar, and then said in a low voice:

"Uncle, you can be regarded as a favor for me this time, and the gifts are still exchanged, and these two small gifts will be regarded as a little bit of my heart. ”

The old beggar was awakened by Xue Chuan from his sleep, looked at him a little blankly, and then looked at the roast chicken and wine in front of him, but he didn't say anything, he just hugged the roast chicken and gnawed it, and it was not too hot.

Liu Bei was a little speechless:

"Do you have to do this? and buy food for a beggar?"

Xue Chuan stood up and smiled easily:

"You don't understand, I was able to leave the Lu family unharmed this time, strictly speaking, I still owe this old beggar a favor, although he didn't do anything. ”

Liu Bei didn't understand:

"And you're still...?"

Xue Chuan said with a smile:

"He didn't do anything, but he did me a favor by sitting here... Hehe, the head of the Lu family also suffered his dumb loss!"

Liu Bei sighed, obviously not understanding what Xue Chuan was talking about, and he didn't bother to think about it.

Xue Chuan glanced at the old beggar and grinned:

"Uncle, eat slowly, let's go first. ”

The old beggar was busy nibbling on the roast chicken in his hand, and had no intention of replying to Xue Chuan.

Xue Chuan didn't care, so he was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, the old beggar swallowed a piece of chicken in his mouth, and said indistinctly:

"There are still five months, what are you anxious about now?"

An explosion of thunder slashed in Xue Chuan's mind, shaking him all over, and even his footsteps stopped in place.

Xue Chuan's face was full of disbelief, he turned his head, looked at the old beggar who was seriously gnawing on the roast chicken, and exclaimed:

"You?!"

The old beggar took a sip of soju, burped, wiped the greasy corners of his mouth with his dirty hands, and teased:

"Why, haven't you seen the overseer squatting on the side of the street?"

Damn?!

Xue Chuan was completely shocked that this old beggar was really a supervisor!

Liu Bei also couldn't believe it, looked at Xue Chuan who looked confused, and then looked at the old beggar who was sitting on the ground with a comfortable face, and was speechless for a while.

Xue Chuan approached the old beggar with some trepidation, squatted down, and hesitated:

"Uncle, are you an overseer?"

The old beggar hiccuped again:

"Hiccup~~ I'm not an overseer, so who is an overseer?"

Hearing this, Xue Chuan really couldn't refute it.

Indeed, no one has ever stipulated what the supervisor of the Taili Dynasty should look like, let alone an old beggar, even if an old bustard in the Qinglou suddenly jumps out and says that he is the supervisor, Xue Chuan has no choice.

"Senior... Then you don't mind if I think you're a..."

Xue Chuan also felt a little embarrassed when he said this, after all, he regarded the governor of the Taili Dynasty as a beggar, and bought a beggar's standard set meal of roast chicken with soju.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar shook his head:

"I'm a beggar, so why don't you mind? The so-called overseer is just another title, in fact, I would rather you call me Hanako. ”

Xue Chuan was a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to call him Huazi as the old man said, so he stubbornly said:

"Senior, you said it too early... What does that mean? Isn't it allowed by the rules?"

The old beggar raised his head and glanced at Xue Chuan:

"The rules on the surface are allowed, but the rules that everyone has maintained secretly are not. ”

Xue Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted:

"You mean... Those cultivators are going to be angry because of this?"

The old beggar nodded:

"Otherwise, you have blatantly disrupted the order that everyone has been abiding by, and upset the balance that existed, and naturally people will come to you for trouble. Especially the Lu family, don't look at Lu Changyi's melon baby who gave you a token, and the beautiful words in his mouth will definitely sell you to the point that there are no bones left!"

Xue Chuan only felt a chill in his heart:

"However, isn't it forbidden for a strong person beyond the realm to do anything to the token holder?

The old beggar took another sip of soju:

"Let me ask you, in the wilderness, a bunch of people wearing masks jumped out of the mountains and forests, and chopped you to death with a knife without saying a word, who can you find to reason?

Hearing this, Xue Chuan pondered for a moment, and then said tentatively:

"Then I should....?"

The old man nodded:

"You yourself know it very well. ”

Xue Chuan suddenly realized:

"Understood, then I'll go and grab ten more and get a few more quota tokens!"

"Poof!"

The soju in the old beggar's mouth was sprayed directly, and he was almost choked to death by Xue Chuan's words:

"What's going on in your head? How many more are you going to rob? Don't think you're going to live long enough?"

Xue Chuan Zhengsedao:

"No, senior, you think, when I make a big enough noise, there will be more people who pay attention to me, so that even in the wilderness, I'm afraid that all eyes will be focused on me, so whoever does it will have to weigh it!"

The old beggar was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Xue Chuan with a strange look, then drank the wine, waved his hand, and motioned for Xue Chuan to leave.

Xue Chuan was puzzled:

"Senior, is there a problem with what I said?"

The old beggar glanced at Xue Chuan, and said angrily:

"Get out of here, I'm not talking to crazy people!"