“… Goo. Shopkeeper Hao swallowed.

He felt what it meant to be like a thorn in the back, and he didn't need to turn around to know how terrifying the eyes of these martial artists were at the moment.

"Brother, brother, let's withdraw?" Shopkeeper Hao stumbled.

"So what are you waiting for!" Ji Xiu let out a low sigh and strode out.

“…… Guest, you, you are Ji Xiu, Mr. Ji? I..."The little second who guarded the door also knew Ji Xiu's identity.

"Don't talk nonsense, go to the second floor for me immediately, don't let those barbarians rush up and damage my brother!" Shopkeeper Hao didn't give Xiao Er time to talk nonsense, and the greasy big hand slipped up Xiao Er's collar, then pushed it, and said urgently: "Brother, don't worry, my brother will definitely protect you!" ”

I'm afraid you won't be able to stop it with just two hundred pounds..."Stop talking nonsense, go quickly, and it's safe to get in the car." ”

Well, what Ji Xiu said in this sentence is not very confident.

"Mr. Ji, don't worry, they will definitely not be able to rush up with me!" Xiao Erban was in shape, patting his chest to ensure that he would block the stairs.

He also realized the seriousness of the matter!

Although these martial artists will not hurt Mr. Ji, what the shopkeeper Hao said is not unreasonable, martial arts barbarians, no light or heavy, how can Mr. Ji be as delicate and frail as he can withstand the toss of rough men?

If you touch each other, how many times will it be wasted?

Ji Xiu and Shopkeeper Hao ignored the other private room guests on the second floor and poked their heads out, staring at them for unknown reasons, and walked all the way towards the back door.

There is also a room on the second floor of Vasher for guests.

The storytelling in the lobby on the first floor is not of interest to everyone. So who Ji Xiu is is naturally unclear to many people.

At this time, the martial artists in the lobby saw that Mr. Ji seemed to get up to leave, and they couldn't help it, and they all looked at the entrance of the second floor with their breath.

Well, in their opinion, if Mr. Ji wants to leave, he must come down from the second floor, so doesn't that mean that they can see Mr. Ji?

For a while, these martial artists were still a little nervous.

However, after waiting for about a few breaths, no one came down, and finally someone reacted.

“……”

"Not good! Mr. Ji must have left through the back door! ”

"What?! Then chase quickly, it must be that Mr. Ji didn't hear the kid's shouting just now, and left after listening to the book! ”

"Go to the back door, chase!"

For a while, a group of martial artists were in a mess, directly divided into two groups of people, a wave of brainless rushed to the second floor, and a wave of people directly thought of taking a shortcut, now that so long has passed, Mr. must be gone!

On the second floor, Vashe Xiaoer took a deep breath and stood at the top of the stairs, with a great momentum of being a husband and a man.

"I must buy time for Mr. Ji!" Xiao Er cheered himself up in his heart, but immediately after, his face changed drastically.

The 'boom' roar from the staircase was like an earth dragon turning over, and the wooden staircase was faintly cracking.

"Phew! That kid is going to die for the master! ”

A fierce old man rushed towards him like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

"Dodge, dodge, or else, you'll die!" Xiao Er's eyes widened, and his mind was full of one thought, flash, flash quickly.

At this moment, he can't care about his promise to Mr. Ji at all, he just wants to save his life now!

At the moment when he dodged away,

A group of warriors rushed up like a flood.

In the middle of the city, a large group of warriors shouted 'Sir, please stay' and rushed out of the Vasher.

Such a scene quickly attracted the attention of others.

Among them, there are naturally martial artists who rushed out of other Washe restaurants and vented their hearts. And when these people heard that Mr. Ji Xiu was shocked to appear in the West City Vashe, the entire Guangdefang exploded.

One passed ten to hundred, and then all the martial artists who listened to the story gathered together, followed by a wave of martial artists who rushed out of the back door, and chased after the carriage that was running far ahead.

—in the carriage.

"Brother, don't be afraid, you'll be fine when you get home."

Listening to the shouts behind the carriage, Shopkeeper Hao grabbed Ji Xiu's arm and his fat trembled, and his face was sweating like rain.

I'm not afraid, but you seem to be about to collapse, is it really okay? Ji Xiu glanced at the sweaty shopkeeper Hao and said, "You seem to be scared?" Haven't you changed your opinion of Takefu? ”

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Hao let go of Ji Xiu, rolled his eyes and said, "It's true that there has been a change, but it's also true that these martial artists are barbaric!" ”

"Besides, brother, isn't this for your good? That's it, if you give a martial artist a shot, you have to scrap it? ”

Well, it makes sense, and that's what I actually think. "Are you sure we can go, though?"

At this time, the horses neighed and stopped suddenly, and Ji Xiu and Hao Shopkeeper in the carriage were also bumpy.

The carriage came to a sudden halt!

"Master, we're blocked!" Outside the carriage came the exclamation of the coachman.

"Brother, what should I do?" Shopkeeper Hao suddenly lost his attention.

“… What else can I do? Ji Xiu glanced at it, took a deep breath, got up and walked out, "If you can't hide, then face it." ”

Well, isn't it just the scene of fans chasing stars, I was also a screenwriter in the circle in my last life, I haven't experienced it and haven't seen it?

"Eh, brother, wait!"

Seeing that Ji Xiu was about to get out of the carriage, Shopkeeper Hao immediately stopped, and then took out a white coat from the mezzanine under the seat and draped it over Ji Xiu.

Under Ji Xiu's puzzled gaze, Shopkeeper Hao smiled and said: "Hehe, your small body is too thin, I'm afraid I can't hold down the field, put on a robe and it looks heavy, well, it's raining outside, be careful of the wind and cold." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Xiu and commented, "Tsk! is worthy of being my brother, playing is Jun, this body is a good match! ”

looked at the slightly thick big coat on his body, and then glanced at the shopkeeper Hao who was sitting in the box and didn't plan to go out, and said, "So, you are planning to use a robe, and push me out to resist the wind and rain?" ”

“… Look at what is said. Shopkeeper Hao would never admit that he was planning to do so, Doudou blinked his eyes and said, "How can my brother be embarrassed to steal your limelight for such a face-showing?" ”

As he spoke, Shopkeeper Hao put on a straight face again and said in a deep voice:

"Brother, don't remember, if you resist today, it will be considered a preliminary recognition by the martial arts group."

"Today, when Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are three-legged, if you can have the full support of martial arts behind you, it will definitely be a smooth road!"

Looking at Shopkeeper Hao, who was talking about the stakes with a serious face, Ji Xiu nodded, didn't say much, turned around and pushed the door out.

Ji Xiu walked out of the carriage, but when he saw the scene outside, Rao was prepared in his heart, and he was still shocked.

The carriage now stops at the side street between Guangdefang and Yankangfang, all the way east, to the center of Suzaku Street.

On the left side are Tonghua and Fengle 2 Fang, and on the right side are Kaihua and Anren 2 Fang. Standing on the carriage and looking back and forth, you can see the imperial city behind the Suzaku Gate in the north, and the Mingde Gate Tower in the south.

There were 10,000 people around the carriage.

Looking at it, more than nine out of ten are martial artists!

How can you tell it's a martial artist? Well, you don't need to look at it, it's too obvious, not to mention the breath on your body, it's enough to just dress up.

A series of fanatical gazes were projected straight forward, which made Ji Xiu feel a little dazed for a while.

This is comparable to a medium-sized and large-scale concert, right?

The martial artist, who was originally fanatical and clamoring to see Mr. Ji Xiu, looked at the slender figure standing in the drizzle, and at this moment they didn't dare to speak out loud.

For a moment, the scene was eerily quiet.

Taking a puff of the drizzly humid air, Ji Xiu's heart gradually calmed down from the shock at the beginning.

Raising his arms slightly, the long wind howled in an instant, rolled up his robes, Ji Xiu looked around at the group of martial artists, arched his hands, smiled slightly, and said: "Ji has a sword, if you want to listen to the whole rivers and lakes, can you?" ”

“……”