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Let's fight, we're good fishermen. Wu Zhe smiled in his heart and was ready to read the joke, and even considered when to use words to squeeze it.

This task is not easy to complete, and the key is that Cuihua is guarded by this king sledgehammer. If he loses both with this martial artist who came to the door, it will naturally be easy to do.

In the blacksmith shop, the martial artist surnamed Song saluted first and then soldiers, but he didn't get any feedback from Wang Dazhu, and he couldn't help but be angry.

He lifted his foot, hooked up a piece of wrought iron on the ground, and kicked it with a snap.

The wrought iron kicked by the Xuanqi warrior rushed towards the blacksmith with a whistling sound.

A piece of wrought iron infused with Xuan Qi is different from something that is thrown at will. If you are an ordinary man, you will have to break your bones and tendons just if you suffer this blow.

But the king's sledgehammer still did not raise his head, but quickly put down the hammer in his right hand and manipulated the iron tongs at hand. In the middle of the moment, the wrought iron was clamped in the air with iron tongs. Then he threw it into the stockpile and ignored it.

With this hand, anyone can see that this blacksmith is not a mediocre man.

The jingle continued, and the king's sledgehammer was still striking the iron.

Martial Master Song's eyes lit up, and he suddenly secretly mentioned his caution.

Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya glanced at each other, and exchanged glances with Zong Zhilian, both of whom confirmed that this blacksmith was indeed a master as Zong Zhilian investigated.

Wu Zhe and others gathered around here to pretend to be passers-by, and some spectators gradually came around to see the excitement.

Hey, this sledgehammer has been found again?

Another neighbor whispered: No, that Cuihua lives with him, how can the Cuihua family agree?

Some passers-by were surprised: I see, this martial artist seems to be one of the offerings of the Huang family?

Which Huang family?

[Huang Buhu's soldier Sun Shi, Lin Mu Wei Zhou Sima Che, one of the six Huang family who operates fabrics.

Wu Zhe was listening to the audit, and asked Mu Qingya in sign language.

Mu Qingya's family has long been out of business, and they rarely touch business, shaking their heads to say that they don't know.

Wu Zhe walked up to Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunshu and asked. Zong Zhilian knew some, but Hu Yunshu knew better, and explained in a low voice: There are six families with larger families in the southeast of Qi Kingdom, and boring people are jokingly called so. The Huang family is mainly engaged in cloth, my Hu family produces and sells blades, the eldest grandson's family is rice grain, the Lin family is logging, the Wei family is water transportation, and the Sima family is land transportation.

I didn't think you were from a wealthy family? Wu Zhe sighed.

It's just a little famous in the southeast of Qi country. If you look at Qi or Zhongzhou, it is not even a family. The four families in Zhongzhou are the real big families, they are all transnational businesses, and they can even affect the rise and fall of a country.

Wu Zhe nodded in understanding. In the eyes of the people in the southeast of Qi State, Hudaomen is a big gate, but when you look at it, it is nothing.

In the Sword Fighting Sect, the Hudao Gate is only an outer gate, and its status is not high. Otherwise, Lin Chaoying of the Lin family would not have given up Hu Yun's injury to find a new love.

The so-called poor scholars, rich and rich in martial arts, without the support of money and food, are not long-lasting. The Hu family operates blades, and it can be regarded as a profitable livelihood, and it can be used to practice martial arts with the sect and help each other well.

In the blacksmith shop, Song Wushi saw that Wang Da Hammer took the wrought iron, and apologized and said in a Jianghu tone: Song someone looked away before and was rude, and this is a crime for his brother.

Wang Dazhui didn't put down the iron tool, and asked in a jingling voice: There is no need to twist the tongue in polite words. I'm a rough man, you just tell me what you do.

Little brother, I heard that there is a girl who has promised to marry the son of the Huang family. I didn't want to misunderstand for some reason, so I strayed into my brother's house and haven't returned. Let's find out.

You keep saying that you are married, why are you just three media and six courtesies? The girl who is not willing to come to me for refuge. Why do you dogs meddle with rats?! Wang Da Sledgehammer slammed the hammer in his hand, and after a burst of sparks, he said angrily: Hmph! You are a martial artist, but you are the same as this master of the roe deer and rat eyes!

The master on the side grinned. Why was he described as a roe deer? When we were young, we also had the nickname of fascinating half the street.

Martial Master Song listened to the blacksmith's mouth, and he was not annoyed, but said slowly: Brother Xu doesn't know. The Cuihua girl is a concubine who has passed through the Huang family, so she can naturally not do the trivial things of three media and six rites. As for whether she is willing to ...... How can the little girl's marriage be decided by herself? How can the orders of her parents be violated? This ideal must be known to the brothers.

I know, but I want to take care of it! Wang Da Hammer smashed the iron hammer in his hand to the side, dropped the iron striking weapon, and walked towards the Song martial artist: Come on, come on, I will take care of this matter. Anyway, Cuihua doesn't want to marry the one surnamed Huang, if you Huang family want to rob someone to be a concubine, let's see if the fist is as big as me!

A breath of Xuan Qi lifted on Wang Dazhu's body, and his footsteps clanged.

Wu Zhe felt it, and the intensity of the Xuan Qi fluctuation when Zong Zhilian stopped Lu Yourong in the cave was close, or even exceeded.

Hu Yunshu let out a low snort, and took half a step to block Wu Zhe behind him.

Where did the brother come from? It's not too late to do it after the words have been said! Martial Master Song can serve as an offering, so naturally he is not a reckless person, he took a step back and asked.

Ask what you are doing! The way of this world is that whoever has the biggest fist will be justified! If you can defeat me, you will snatch people away, and I will have nowhere to reason! Wang Da Hammer waved his coarse arm and took two steps in front of Song Wushi.

Song Wushi took a step back, and he couldn't retreat anymore, otherwise he would lose his identity, and he could only face it head-on.

Being able to serve as an offering to the Huang family, who is engaged in a big cloth business, is naturally not a mediocre person. This Song martial artist turned out to be a master of no less than six stars.

The two slammed each other's punches, each being shaken a few steps away.

Hey, there's finally a good hand here. Wang Dazhui said with a smile: Those people who came before were too unscrupulous, and it was too light to catch two or three in one hand. Now that you are playing, you can relieve my itchy hand addiction!

Martial Master Song frowned, and saw that the other party's path was a Xuanqi master who was good at outer kung fu.

This kind of opponent is the most difficult to deal with, and many techniques are difficult to hurt his flesh and skin, and even if he captures, he may be injured by his counterattack.

The master, who was also in the blacksmith shop, was afraid that he would be affected, so he ran out and shouted with his waist crossed: Master Song, don't be polite to your subordinates. This person has a record in the government, and the crime of abducting a people's daughter cannot be escaped. You captured him to eliminate harm for the people!

Wu Zhe shook his head and smiled. This master has a heart, for fear that this worship will not try his best to give such a hint, so he just has to say that we have taken the righteousness and hurt the words with confidence.

Bang, bang, the two punched each other twice.

The mystery was agitated, and the blacksmith shop was dusty and chaotic.

Bang————

Suddenly, after a fist pair, Song Wushi was smashed upside down and flew out, hitting the earthen wall next to the blacksmith shop, shaking the wall and collapsing in half.

Hahaha! Dare to fight me, it's really rare in the past few years! Wang Dazhui laughed and walked out.

Although he was covered in iron dust and dirty pants, no one dared to underestimate him.

Many people nearby retreated more than a dozen steps, but Wu Zhe deliberately retreated to the dilapidated house next to the blacksmith shop.

Zong Zhilian and the three wanted to go over with Wu Zhe, but she secretly waved her hand to stop them.

Now is a good opportunity, I am inconspicuous by myself, take advantage of the time to go in and find the woman named Cuihua to take away, and the task will have the easiest hope of completion!

Although Martial Master Song was knocked away, the main reason was that the opponent's outer door was very hard, and the encroachment of Xuan Qi was not a big problem. He quickly got up and tangled with Wang Da Hammer again.

It's not the same in a street open space as it is in a blacksmith's shop. Song Wushi can rely on the agility of his body to maneuver with the king's sledgehammer with wide open and closed moves.

In this way, one is smart and the other is tough, and the two people who are almost the same in Xuan Qi are difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat for a while.

Wu Zhe secretly approached the dilapidated house, getting closer and closer, swished over, and hid behind a large pile of firewood, grass and coal.

was staring at the door, about to enter the dilapidated house, but Wu Zhe caught a glimpse of a woman looking out in the dilapidated window lattice.

The window lattice was so damaged that the woman's appearance could be seen very clearly without the help of a cutout.

She is dressed as a village girl, not beautiful, and even barely able to be regarded as a middle-aged person.

Moreover, this village girl opened the window and watched with concern the fight between Wang Sledgehammer and people at the street corner outside. She was so focused that she didn't pay attention to Wu Zhe's approach from the side.

Cuihua? Wu Zhe asked tentatively.

The village girl looked into the distance with concern, not paying attention to Wu Zhe's words at all.

Are you Cuihua?" Wu Zhe asked again in a louder voice.

The village girl was excited, and only then did she notice that there was a young girl asking questions at the root of the window.

Ah, who are you?," asked the village girl in the window.

I am...... Selling weapons. Wu Zhe wants to make up a reason, but think about his dress, let's just say that.

The woman's family sells weapons? The village girl in the window couldn't figure it out for a while.

It doesn't matter. Wu Zhe diverted the topic and asked repeatedly: Are you Cuihua?

It's me. The village girl no longer looked at Wu Zhe, but just leaned on the window to focus her gaze in the distance.

Wu Zhe tried to abduct: I was found by your father and mother to save you, come with me.

In fact, this sentence is also true, Cuihua's parents did ask Wu Zhe to save people.

No, I don't want to go back. Cuihua shook her head firmly, her eyes locked on Wang Da Hammer in the distance.

No matter how stupid Wu Zhe is, he can see it: Do you like Wang Da Hammer?

Cuihua blushed and didn't say anything.

Free love? Wu Zhe looked at Wang Dazhui in the distance. With a scruffy face and a tendon and a rough work of iron, this is basically a difficult household to find a partner in the original world. Why is this girl willing to stick upside down? Because the other party is a master of Xuanqi?

Let's ask a few more questions. Maybe there is something hidden in this mission. Wu Zhe, who is from another world, has a deep concept of free love in his heart, and at this time, he feels that Wang Dazhui is afraid that there is some truth here.

Wu Zhe flashed and gently slid the door into the dilapidated house.