Han Qiniang's words were too exaggerated, but because of emotional tension, she couldn't understand it.

Xin Zhuo simply carried the folding gilt gun that he had captured from Song Dongxi beside him and walked out of the cave.

The autumn sun rises, the mountains in the east are undulating, the withered yellow forest sea is flashing dazzling in the sun, and the whistling waves in the forest sea are chaotic and unreal, but not only harsh, but also trance-like.

At this time, the old and weak women and children in the tiger village were panicked and packed up the covers, pots and pans, and there was a scene of great disaster.

On the east side of the mountain, Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, Han Jiulang and Xiao Huang stood in a row, looking at the bottom of the mountain blankly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

This is...... How many people came?

Xin Zhuo walked over in surprise, Cui Ying'er and the others turned around, their faces turned pale, and they got out of the way: "The big boss."

Xin Zhuo nodded, looked down the mountain, and couldn't help but tremble at the tip of his heart.

I saw below, the mountains were all over the field, densely packed with people, near the foot of the mountain, as far as the opposite valley, the official road eight miles away, the woods, the mountain cols, the river, all of them!

Even farther away, on the mountain road with no end in sight, there are still people coming one after another.

As soon as there are more than 100 people, there are thousands of people in front of you, how many people?

The sound of shouting, footsteps, and the shaking of the mountains and forests are perfectly compatible, and even show a strange momentum, which makes people involuntarily feel small and inferior.

No wonder Han Qiniang would say, "Millions of people have come to fight us", this is no longer a unit of quantity, but a description of great fear.

……

Standing at the forefront at the foot of the mountain were naturally hundreds of reinforcement masters from the four major families, all of whom looked indifferent and murderous.

Followed by Jiang Hezhu's group of sons and decent people with heads and faces in the city, plus such as Murong Yunxi and other sons and ladies of the family who were not in the high martial arts realm and came to see the excitement.

Shangguan Fan Qing took the maid Begonia and Sun Dadonkey, the owner of the Golden Hook Gambling House, and stood in an inconspicuous position in the corner.

"Which one is Xinzhuo?"

This is a common question for all those who don't know Xin Zhuo's appearance.

When going out of the city, everyone was majestic and high-spirited, and as soon as Dayoufu met, he immediately killed Xin Zhuo and his gang, and by the way, he leveled the tiger village, and cleared the ambition of the bandits in Fulong Mountain in one fell swoop.

It's just that with the 200-mile journey, the ambition is worn out little by little, many people turn around and go back, many people fall behind, and many more are exhausted, confused, and don't know what to do.

When they finally arrived at their destination and saw the row of thieves on the mountain, everyone's curiosity was greater than killing the thieves to relieve their hatred.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xin Zhuo, in just one month, has made a great reputation from an unknown person, robbed the daughter of the prefect, faced thousands of hard bars, defeated the master and studious, calmly escaped from the four major family masters, and then fought back, causing most of the people in the city to go bankrupt, which is not at all something that a normal thief can do.

This undoubtedly left a great shock and a touch of mystery on the Fufeng Mansion.

The image of this guy has been fantasized by many people countless times, but it is nothing more than a green face and fangs, a bloody mouth, a height of nine feet, fierce and domineering, and so on.

The two female thieves standing on the mountain, obviously not him, the gender is wrong, exclude!

Murong Xiu, it's not right!

Little yellow dog, don't think about it.

There are three left, a thin monkey, a thin stunned blue who does not fit the image, and the last one-eyed dragon......

It's a bit of a match! It's just that......

Fierce enough, but there is no royal spirit, like an ordinary, rude and uneducated thief in the drama, such a person has defeated so many masters, it is not elegant and disappointing.

Until this time, the thieves on the mountain got out of the way, and the words "big boss" were handed down.

Ah, it turns out that the Lord is not there, but the Lord is coming.

Everyone looked at each other intently, and there was an inexplicable tension and excitement in their hearts.

Then, I saw a young man with a tall posture, long hair tied up at random, and clear eyebrows.

The black-pressed crowd was instantly silent.

This......

It's quite handsome, but what's the situation? The kid next door?

However, this image is completely different in the eyes of others.

"Is that him?"

"How is he?"

"This ......"

Jiang Hezhu's sons, Murong Yunxi, Sun Dadonkey, and some of the ticket passengers who were in the Zuxinlou that night all showed varying degrees of shock on their faces.

Although Xin Zhuo is no longer the one who looks like a jade son, it is not difficult to recognize him.

"What him?" Someone nearby asked questions.

Murong Yunxi was the first to scream: "It's that big pig's trotters!" The guy who was obsessed with Lou's poems and robbed Oiran, he was Xin Zhuo, I really misjudged him! ”

The crowd automatically ignored the strange subjective descriptions in her language, and were even more shocked by the two poems and the Oiran she said!

Write "Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving a line." After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden. "The heroic man is actually Xin Zhuo, the king of thieves?

Entering the city at night, like entering a no-man's land?

Is the writing so brilliant?

What could be more absurd than that?

"Miss Su, are you sure he's Xin Zhuo?"

The look of shock on Jiang Hezhu's face still did not subside, and he looked at the absolute authority not far away, Su Miaojin, who was surrounded by a group of guards and the son of the prefect, Su Zefeng.

That's right, Su Miaojin also came, I don't know what reason to use, anyway, she wants to come and have a look.

Without waiting for Su Miaojin to reply, Su Zefeng immediately said angrily: "It's not that he can have anyone, this Xin Zhuo dog thief will turn to ashes, and this son will also recognize it."

After receiving an affirmative answer, everyone was a little at a loss.

At this moment, I saw that on the mountain, King Xin, who was very inconsistent with the legend, suddenly moved the tiger skin chair, and sat down like that.

There are no exaggerated rhetoric, and there are no murderous thief words, just sitting like this, one person facing the courage of 100,000 people, it makes people's hearts tremble slightly-

This young man is a thief, yes!

……

Completely different from the thoughts of the people under the mountain, the atmosphere on the mountain is very awkward.

Xin Zhuo's legs were actually a little shaky, and he sat on the tiger skin chair, not to pretend to be forced, but to save face.

Even if you have just broken through the Seven Pins, integrated the exercises, and have the confidence to meet the Seven Pins masters, what is the situation in front of you?

Although tens of millions of people have been there?

Take the head of the general among the hosts?

Which grandson said, come and try it yourself?

"It's too exaggerated." is as calm as Cui Ying'er, and her voice trembled slightly at this time, "We ......"

Murong Xiu also rubbed his hands nervously, his face pale: "Although...... We're not bad, but the enemy is strong and I'm weak, and the gap is too big, so why don't we slip away? ”

"yes, I'm scared." Han Qiniang also cautiously walked behind her big boss.

Don't worry, my legs are weak, let me slow down.

Xin Chai didn't say this, but changed to: "Don't panic......"

The thieves immediately looked at him with enthusiasm and passion, as if waiting for something,

Nothing more.

Huang Dagui swallowed dryly: "The big boss, didn't you say half a sentence, that...... Seven against million, the advantage is mine! ”

The corners of Xin Zhuo's mouth tugged: "Pull!"

I definitely don't pretend to do this.

Looking at the sea of people under the mountain, it can naturally be seen that not only martial artists, but also strong women, girls, children, merchants, and ruffians in the market, which makes him a little confused, why are so many people coming? What went wrong?

Fourth, the people of the great family love the people like sons and are admired by all the people? That's not going to be so many people, is it?

Don't produce, don't have to live?

"Xinzhuo!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came from the bottom of the mountain.