The central streets of Jingyang County are the essence of the entire county town, and not only are there shops selling various goods on both sides of the streets, but there are also many hawkers carrying goods for sale. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The beast tide broke out, and under the vigorous destruction of the giant snake, the once prosperous streets are now full of desolation, and all kinds of small traders gathered here have turned to other streets in the city.

After the beast tide, some of the streets in the city that were originally untouched gradually appeared with hawkers carrying all kinds of goods, making it much more convenient for the residents who lived here.

In an inconspicuous corner of the street, someone placed a worn-out linen cloth on the ground, even if it was a small stall, and a few small objects were scattered on the linen, which was the goods that the stall owner wanted to sell.

The owner of the stall was a skinny man leaning against a tree with a crooked neck, his eyes searching for possible customers.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, who was slightly bloated and looked to be in his thirties, seemed to have taken an interest in what was in his stall, walked to the side of the stall, and from time to time picked up an object from a sackcloth to play with.

Seeing this, the hawker was silent and let the middle-aged man choose.

The middle-aged man chose for a long time, but he had no intention of buying it, and the vendor finally got impatient and said unceremoniously: "Hey, this master, do you want to buy it or not, if you don't buy it, leave quickly, don't affect my business." ”

"That's all, nothing better?" said the middle-aged man casually, and then, with a flip of his right hand, the palm of his hand was facing the peddler, but in his hand was a small domino, and the surface of the card was engraved with a strange beast that looked like a bird but not a bird.

Seeing the dominoes in the hands of the middle-aged man, the hawker's face was slightly pale, and seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping, he took the dominoes from the middle-aged man's hand and looked at them carefully.

The middle-aged man didn't see the slightest sign of anxiety on his face, and stood leisurely on the sidelines, waiting for the vendor to speak.

After confirming the authenticity of the dominoes, the peddler returned the dominoes to the middle-aged man and said, "Of course there are good things, if you want them, come with me." With that, the peddler took a roll of linen cloth from the ground and walked into an inconspicuous alley next to it.

After turning a dozen corners, the hawker led the middle-aged man to a dilapidated hut, and the hawker pointed to the house where even the wall had collapsed, and said to the middle-aged man, "Good things are inside, you can go in by yourself!" After saying that, the hawker turned around and left, regardless of whether the middle-aged man would go in or not.

When I walked into the house, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see it even if I put my palm in front of my eyes.

When the middle-aged man was wondering if he had been tricked by a hawker, a voice that could not be distinguished between men and women suddenly sounded in the darkness: "I am a black crow Baier, what do you want to buy?"

Sure enough, a hint of joy flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he took out a palm-sized animal skin roll from his arms, and when he hesitated not to know where to put it, he found that his hand was empty, and the animal skin roll was gone.

The middle-aged man's heart was cold, he didn't notice that someone had made a move, and the animal skin scroll in his hand was gone, if this person wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be easy? Just thinking about it, the middle-aged man felt that his legs were a little weak.

I don't know if Bai'er is looking at the content on the animal skin, the middle-aged man didn't dare to move, and after waiting for a while, the indistinguishable voice of the man and woman sounded again, "I'm sorry, this thing has the one who intervenes, no matter how much it is, this business crow won't take it, you go back." ”

The middle-aged man showed a look of surprise on his face, and then, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly said: "I don't need you black crows to do it, I just need to know where this thing is now." Why, such a trivial matter, the dignified black crow can't do it, right?"

There was another silence, in the dark environment, the middle-aged man seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heartbeat, and just when he wondered if the black crow had left, the voice of the man and woman appeared again, "The master of this thing sent someone, according to the rules, the price should be doubled on the basis of the original, not a fraction, even if you are 10,000 taels." ”

10,000 taels of gold can only buy one piece of news, this black crow, it is really black enough, the middle-aged man's face showed a painful look, 10,000 taels, this is gold, even with the one behind him, it is not easy to get together this money for a while.

It's not easy to do, the middle-aged man took out a jade plate from his body painfully, and said, "This is 10,000 taels, when will I get the news?"

The jade plate disappeared again, and the middle-aged man still didn't notice who made the move, but this time he was prepared, and his face was much calmer than before.

"Hang this waist card, after an hour, go to the west of the city to Rotten Wu Street, and someone will naturally give you the news at that time. The voice of the man and the woman was indistinguishable, and the middle-aged man only felt a sinking waist, and when he touched it, it was a bone waist card.

Walking out of the hut, the middle-aged man looked at the dominoes on his waist, the scorching midday sun could not dispel the chill in the middle-aged man's heart, it seemed that there was a terrifying beast chasing after him, and the middle-aged man walked away quickly without looking back.

......

Here, Chen Yuan, who is nakedly despised by people with words, is facing a life choice, being a bitch, whether to bitch back unceremoniously, or unceremoniously bitch back, or unceremoniously bitch back?

Chen Yuan said this is a problem.

The middle-aged man who brought Chen Yuan to this room obviously didn't have the mind to be considerate of Chen Yuan, and still said in that tone full of condescension: "Your Excellency has already told you that those people are going to deal with you, and you are still running around the street with a big grin today, don't you know that someone is staring at you?

In the end, the middle-aged man's face was full of contempt, and he looked at Chen Yuan as if he were looking at garbage.

"Hehe!" Chen Yuan smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, he was looked at with the eyes of garbage, and he could still laugh, either a Buddha or a fool.

The middle-aged man still wanted to say something, but he felt a chill on his body, and there was a throbbing in his heart, as if there was a big invisible hand holding it tightly, and the words came to his mouth, but he couldn't say it.

Boom, the middle-aged man only felt that his feet were weak, and he almost knelt down.

Chen Yuan slowly walked in front of the middle-aged man, looking down at the middle-aged man, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, "Finished?"

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, the middle-aged man realized that it was the young man in front of him who was playing tricks, and the middle-aged man who was still a little scared was not weak in his feet, and his waist was also straightened, "Presumptuous, boy, what do you want to do? Do you know who I am? Tell you, I am ......."

Smack, Chen Yuan slapped the middle-aged man directly on the face, making the middle-aged man's words swallow back.

The middle-aged man covered his face and looked at Chen Yuan in disbelief, and then, anger flashed in his eyes, and he said gloomily: "Okay! Okay! It seems that this seat has not made a move for too long, and even a wild boy who came out of nowhere dares to make a move on this seat." Boy, this seat gives you a chance, kneel down, and leave the hand that fans this seat holds, this seat can save your life, otherwise ,......" After speaking, the momentum on the middle-aged man's body skyrocketed, and at the same time, a bronze pen with the thickness of a thumb appeared in his hand, and the tip of the pen implied a sharp edge.

Chen Yuan was surprised, this inconspicuous middle-aged man turned out to be a high-grade Kaifeng student, according to the momentum exuded by his body, even compared to Qin Zhan, he might as well let it go.

"Hehe, good, very good!" Chen Yuan chuckled, if the middle-aged man was an ordinary person who had not opened a front, if there was a fight, Chen Yuan would really have a sense of guilt for bullying the small.

Now, since the middle-aged man is a high-level Kaifeng student, if he fights again, of course he will not have a sense of guilt or anything.

The middle-aged man was furious, his right hand trembled slightly, and the pen in his palm walked the dragon and snake, a small [sword] character was completed in an instant, the character structure was rigorous, the strokes were clear and handsome, and the pen power was three points into the wood, and there was a sharp edge.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but sigh lightly, the middle-aged man obviously had made a lot of achievements in calligraphy, and among the people he had seen, he could be ranked in the top three.

The middle-aged man said in a solemn tone: "Boy, this seat will give you another chance, kneel down, cut off one arm, and this seat can not care about what happened just now." ”

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Kneel down and palm your mouth, the master can ignore what happened just now." ”

Chen Yuan was obviously learning the middle-aged man to speak, the middle-aged man told him to kneel, Chen Yuan also told the middle-aged man to kneel, the middle-aged man asked him to break his arm, Chen Yuan asked the middle-aged man to slap his mouth, why not a broken arm? Chen Yuan said that his heart was as broad as the sea, how could he do such a cruel thing.

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned iron-blue, and two flames seemed to ignite in his eyes, if anger could hurt people, Chen Yuan would definitely be burned to ashes by it.

"Okay!good!Okay!I want to die, this seat will fulfill you!" Feeling humiliated, the middle-aged man burst into a shout, "Jiancheng!"

I saw the light on the [sword] character in front of the middle-aged man, and then, the light on the character flowed, elongated, and finally turned into an ancient sword about an arm long, the sword body was simple, and there was nothing left. At the edge of the sword, an inch of transparent sword qi diffused, and there was a faint distortion around it.

"Go!" Characterizing the sword, the essence in the middle-aged man's eyes skyrocketed, and with the middle-aged man's bursting drink, the ancient sword turned into a streamer and slashed towards Chen Yuan, the landing point of the sword was Chen Yuan's right shoulder, and when Chen Yuan slapped him, he used his right hand.

A sword Lingyun, the ancient sword transformed by the characters was about to be slashed on Chen Yuan's body in an instant, Chen Yuan took out the Spring and Autumn Dao pen, and aimed the pen at the ancient sword that was rushing to attack, and the pen seemed to be so slow and fast that it was aimed at the tip of the sword......

"Stupid, I don't even know the most basic common sense that the Taoist pen can only be used to write Taoist characters. Originally, for the sake of the prince, I still wanted to spare your life, but if you are looking for death yourself, it is no wonder that this seat is in this seat. Seeing Chen Yuan using the Dao pen to resist the ancient sword, the middle-aged man secretly thought.

The Tao pen is born from consciousness, which is extremely strong and extremely weak.

Said that it is strong, the Tao pen is the foundation of Kaifeng students who are different from ordinary people, only the Tao pen, can be guided by the Yuan Mo book to debut the great power contained in the word.

Said that it is weak, the power of any Taoist character can hurt the Taoist pen, if the Taoist pen is destroyed, it will become an ordinary person at least, and it will be killed at worst.

Chen Yuan used the Dao pen to fight against the ancient sword, and in the eyes of the middle-aged man, it was full of death.

However, how could Chen Yuan do something that he was not sure of?

In the middle-aged man's compassionate gaze, the tip of the Spring and Autumn Dao pen touched the tip of the ancient sword, and then, click,

The middle-aged man looked at the Dao pen in Chen Yuan's hand in disbelief, the sharp edge of the knife-like pen was still sharp, and after colliding with the ancient sword, there was not even a single gap!

"This can't be!" the middle-aged man exclaimed, and then his eyes became greedy, "It's Mobao, right, you must have a treasure-level Mobao on you, otherwise it is impossible to block the sword just now, hand it over, as long as you offer that Mobao to this seat, this seat can save you from the crime of offense." ”

The middle-aged man was excited, he could block the ink treasure just now, and the lowest was a treasure level.

This kind of defensive treasure-level ink treasure is on the Jingyang Palace, and there are not a few pieces, and they are all collected in the private treasury by Le Lone, and no one can see them.

Only by making meritorious contributions to heaven can we be rewarded with happiness.

The middle-aged man has been fighting for Le Lin for more than ten years, but he is not qualified to get one, but now he "sees" one on Chen Yuan, and the middle-aged man is really ecstatic.

The middle-aged man thinks that his talent is by no means inferior to Baili Qinglan, why has Baili Qinglan already broken into the seventh grade, and he is still struggling in the eighth grade?

It's not because when Baili Qinglan was only in the eighth-rank realm, he got a treasure defensive ink treasure, and then fought again and again, laying down a large territory for Le Lone.

Later, in a war, relying on that ink treasure, he desperately blocked a blow for Le Lone, and it was this credit that Baili Qinglan obtained several superb treasures from the palace, which broke the shackles in one fell swoop and broke into the realm of seven products.

As long as he has such a treasure-level defensive treasure, coupled with the fierce attack methods of the characterized sword, the middle-aged man thinks that he is invincible in the realm of eight grades. Even if you meet someone who has just entered the seventh grade, you can also get out of the whole body. This is the miracle that can only be forged by the treasure of defense.

At that time, even if he left the palace, it was nothing, and naturally there would be a greater opportunity waiting for him, and when the time came, he would break the shackles in his body in one fell swoop, and there would be no obstacles ahead.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a sense of madness, and the Yuan Mo in his body recklessly entered the Dao pen, and one after another [sword] characters overflowing with sword qi appeared, and then turned into an ancient sword the size of a palm.

The ancient sword hangs in the air, and the momentum of ten thousand swords.

In the face of the middle-aged man's madness, Chen Yuan was still calm, and there was even a faint pity in his eyes, this time, Chen Yuan only wrote one character, and then stood with his hands in his hands, quietly waiting for the middle-aged man to make a move.

"I'll ask you one last time, will you pay it?" the middle-aged man shouted. If it weren't for the fear of hurting Chen Yuan's Mobao, he would have done it a long time ago.

Chen Yuan chuckled, and said calmly: "I advise you not to do it, otherwise, you will definitely regret it." ”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, "Sharp teeth, boy, I want to see if you can still laugh after ten thousand swords pierce your heart." ”

As if sensing the anger in the middle-aged man's heart, the ancient sword transformed by the characters was full of silver light, like stars in the sky, shooting towards Chen Yuan. (To be continued.) )