Chapter Ninety-Eight: On the Way

In the south of Tianzhou, a tea stall next to an official road. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today's shopkeeper is full of red light, because there are many people passing by the official road today, and his income in one day is as high as the previous month.

"Shopkeeper, why are there so many people today?" The young man is also very curious, there are only two or three small caravans a day on weekdays, why are there so many people these days?

The shopkeeper touched the mustache on his lips and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a war in the south!"

"Hey, shopkeeper, how nice it would be if there was a war every day in the south?" said the young man excitedly.

"It's all nonsense!" The shopkeeper punched the young man, and before he could reprimand, he suddenly put on a smiling face, squinted his eyes and said, "Yo, two guest officers, please take a seat!"

Ye Xiaochen turned over and dismounted, Liszt reached out and led the two horses, handed them to the young man, and ordered: "Feed our horses!"

"Gotcha!" replied the young man, and led the two horses along.

"Grandson!" As soon as Ye Xiaochen spoke, he immediately provoked the eyes of the people around him, this young man, has a grandson?

Liszt cried and replied, "Grandpa, my grandson is here!"

Ye Xiaochen laughed, looking at Liszt, an iron-clad man, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, it was really an indescribable coolness, every cell that had been beaten by this guy in the Blue Peak before was exuding comfort at the moment.

Seeing that the two guests proudly ordered two pots of tea, a plate of cooked beef, and two flatbreads, the shopkeeper went to prepare with a smile.

"Are you sure that our deacons from Tianyou will pass by here?" Ye Xiaochen asked as he sat on the bench.

Liszt nodded and said, "I am a person from Feiyan City in the south of Tianzhou, so I naturally know it. ”

"Oh!" Ye Xiaochen nodded and agreed.

At this time, on the edge of this official road, there is nothing to eat, the flatbread is hard like a stone, the salt on the beef can kill people as if it does not need money, and the tea is even more bitter and astringent, and it is completely unpalatable.

Ye Xiaochen ate two bites and sat down, for a foodie, it is better not to eat something that is not delicious!

Liszt feasted on it, without the slightest discomfort.

The two of them waited for about half an hour, and the five deacons of the Tianyou team came to the small tea stall with more than ten people behind.

Seeing the two of them, the five deacons looked indifferent, as if they didn't see the two of them.

The shopkeeper hurried over, but the young man hurried forward to lead the horse.

"The deacons won't deal with the two of us, right?" Ye Xiaochen felt a little worried in his heart.

Liszt grinned: "Who dare these guys? Lao Tzu let him beat them with one hand!"

Seeing that the fierce man around him was so confident, Ye Xiaochen was also slightly relieved.

Sure enough, the deacons did not mean to dispose of the two of them, and after a short rest, everyone set off again.

Ye Xiaochen stood up and said loudly: "Grandson, come and lead the horse for grandpa!"

Li Szt saw that the fellow disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect looked over one after another, and among them were two outer disciples of the Blue Peak Peak, their faces suddenly turned red for a while, and the green tendons on their foreheads burst out.

But a good man, how can he not count what he says?

Li Szt helped Ye Xiaochen lead the horse, and said loudly: "Grandson, please grandpa get on the horse!"

Seeing Liszt like this, Ye Xiaochen felt that he seemed to be a little excessive, and was about to say something, but he heard Liszt say in a loud voice: "I am willing to lose the bet, grandpa doesn't have to say much!"

"Ahem!" Ye Xiaochen coughed dryly, and then turned over and got on the horse.

Liszt also got on the horse and followed behind Ye Xiaochen, really like a good grandson.

The five deacons on the side looked straight in the eyes, my God, is this still the monster that can't enter the oil and salt at the Blue Peak?

"Amazing, Liszt called him grandpa, I don't know who that senior brother is?" asked in a low voice from an outer disciple of Chitian Peak.

A disciple of Qingyu Peak replied in a low voice: "That's the first place in my Qingyu Peak's entry competition, Ye Xiaochen, it is said that he hunted one hundred and thirty-eight demon beasts during the hunting in the mountains three days later, breaking the record of my Xuantian Dao Sect!"

"What, one hundred and thirty-eight, I was also in this assessment back then, and I only hunted eighteen of them, and I didn't even have a fraction of them!" said a disciple of Lu Yanfeng in the team.

"Is it really that hard to hunt in the mountains after three days?"

"Yes, that's the top three difficulty items in all the outer sect entry competitions of my Xuantian Dao Sect's Seven Peaks!"

"If you can set a record in this project, and you can bet on winning a fierce man like Liszt, then this Ye Xiaochen is not only lucky!"

"I also think that if he can go back alive from this southern war, I think he is very likely to become one of my Xuantian Dao Sect inheritance disciples in the future!"

"You actually have the same idea as me, the first time I saw Senior Brother Ye Xiaochen, I felt that he had a special temperament!"

"I think so too!"

For a while, more than ten outer disciples of the Tianyou team admired Ye Xiaochen one after another.

Ye Xiaochen naturally heard the words of these disciples piecemeal, and secretly thought in his heart: "Could this be the good effect of that golden shining special effect?"

Continuing to be silent all the way, the route of the Tianyou team was to start from the south of the Xuantian Dao Sect, and informed the six cities along this official road, so that they could send a certain amount of troops to support the southern war on the premise of deploying fortifications.

And on this way, Liszt repeatedly wanted to bet with Ye Xiaochen again, but Ye Xiaochen didn't want to, whenever Liszt wanted to taunt, Ye Xiaochen opened his mouth to shout a grandson, and Liszt had no choice.

Whenever this time, Ye Xiaochen sneered with an underwhelming expression: "Hey, I can only call grandpa when I'm very unhappy, this is the most angry!"

Then, Li Szt, who was helpless against Ye Xiaochen, wanted to sprinkle this anger on others, but he was not a person who could bully the weak, how could he take action against these outer disciples?

As a result, the five deacons of the Tianyou team were unlucky.

Ye Xiaochen saw for the first time what a madman is.

For example, now, Liszt is pressing a deacon to the ground and beating him wildly, obviously both of them are in the middle of the heavenly realm, but Liszt is not a little stronger than this deacon in terms of explosive power or martial arts.

Whenever the deacon looked at Liszt with an angry face, Liszt would learn from Ye Xiaochen's unbeaten expression and sneered: "Hey, I'm so angry that I can't beat me!

In the end, Liszt still learned to be obedient, because the five unbearable deacons finally risked delaying the time, joined forces, and beat the arrogant Liszt violently.

Looking at Liszt, who was sitting on horseback with a blue nose and swollen face, the five deacons finally said happily together: "Hey, two fists can't match four hands, this is really the most angry!"