In front of the inner city gates.

At this time, there was a man in brocade clothes standing here, but compared to the past, he was not clean, but now he was in a decisive battle.

The left sleeve of his shirt seemed to have been torn off entirely, his long hair was messy, his face was pale, and the fluctuations in his spiritual power around him were extremely weak.

What's more, the placket on his chest was also stained red with blood, and although the blood had stopped, the fatal sword wound on his chest still made people tremble.

The people who enter and leave the inner city are all monks who have embarked on spiritual power cultivation, and even if they have not embarked on the path of cultivation, they will spend a lot of money to hire a guardian monk to protect their own arrangements.

The inner city is not chaotic, but if it is really said that it is peaceful, it is not peaceful, after all, the struggle of the people in heaven is more fierce than the fist and foot disputes of the people in the world.

Because of the sudden appearance of a handsome boy at the gate of the city, the pedestrians who entered and exited the inner city and passed by him involuntarily glanced at him, speculating who this person was and why the blood on his body was so strong.

And the most unpredictable thing is that the soldiers guarding the city gate did not have the slightest intention of expelling him, but acted cautiously behind him, his expression was meticulous, and his eyes even showed a little panic.

The man with a down-and-out figure looked at the end of the Xiaoxiang street in front of him with long and deep eyes, not caring at all about the pointing of passers-by.

"Hey, isn't this the shopkeeper on the second floor of the world?" A joking voice suddenly sounded on the side.

Jing Xinshi turned around to see that it was a middle-aged man with a big belly and a greasy face, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power around his body, but there was a Qi practitioner of the Infant Realm on both sides behind him.

Jing Xinshi frowned, if he remembered correctly, the fat man in front of him should be the shopkeeper of the Zhaolian Restaurant, surnamed Liu, as for what it was called, he really couldn't remember it.

"Shopkeeper Liu is good. Jing Xinshi smiled slightly and said humbly.

"I heard that your restaurant was smashed, what's the matter? Are you planning to move the rescue soldiers?" said Shopkeeper Liu gloatingly.

Several soldiers who had been paying attention to the major general's side saw a fat man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead out of nowhere, and they were ready to expel him.

Dare to provoke the young general, I'm afraid I really don't know how many catties of fat on my body.

Jing Xin coughed lightly without a trace, signaling them not to meddle in this matter.

Jing Xinshi bowed his head and said, "That's right, this is not going to move the inner city to rescue the soldiers." ”

Shopkeeper Liu patted the belly like a woman pregnant in July and August, sneered, and said: "I have long said that why should you be so publicized when you open a restaurant, you have to name the restaurant, and you really don't need to be beaten, I think even if it is smashed, it is your own fault, and you can't complain about others." ”

"Besides, what big monk do you know in the inner city? Now that you are poor and your wealth is ruined, who is willing to help? ”

Jing Xin's face was abrupt, he nodded, and said yes again and again.

"But if you are willing to mortgage the land of the restaurant to me, I, Liu Yiqian, am willing to sell thin noodles to those big men in the inner city to help you settle this matter. His eyes were already small, but at this time they were even more half-squinted, and a pair of eyes sank into a fat face.

Jing Xinshi pursed the corners of his mouth, and was just about to habitually shake the paper fan gently before he thought that the paper fan had been transferred to Ji Ge, he stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly: "It turns out that Shopkeeper Liu covets my piece of land." ”

Hearing the young general say this, the soldiers behind him were furious, this is not obvious to break ground on Tai Sui's head, this fucking dead fat man is simply tired and crooked.

Jing Xinshi turned his head to look at them, and then several of them retreated unwillingly.

"What do you say?" Liu Yiqian looked at the young man he once regarded as his biggest business rival, but he didn't expect that the man's family business in front of him would be wiped out with a stick of incense.

"If you don't give up that piece of land, I bet you won't even be able to enter the inner city today!" Liu said viciously with a fierce look on his face.

This kind of robbery while the fire is like home for him Liu Yiqian

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often eats often, otherwise how did he get his family fortune?

"Are you threatening me?" Jing Xinshi laughed, being threatened on his own land This was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing since he was so old, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"What's the matter?" Liu Yiqian said with a smile on his big belly: "If you know each other, you will give up the land, if you don't know each other, I will reward you with some money, and then you will get out of Wagang Soldier Town for me, I don't want to see you here again in the future." ”

Jing Xinshi smiled when he saw the figure rushing on the street of Xiaoxiang, and he didn't look at him at all.

When the figure stood in front of Jing Xinshi, the chief surnamed Zhao, who had hurried back from the gate of the outer city, knelt respectfully on the ground.

"He accepted it?" Jing Xinshi asked lightly.

Shi Chang, surnamed Zhao, bowed his head and said respectfully, "I accepted it." The subordinates watched them out of the city. ”

Jing Xinshi nodded slightly, "Get up." ”

Shi Chang, surnamed Zhao, dared to stand up when he heard this, and then he glanced at the pot-bellied man next to the young general, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, what is this?"

"Oh, he said he didn't want to see me in Wagang Soldier Town again. Jing Xinshi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Presumptuous!" shouted the elder surnamed Zhao, looking at Liu Yiqian's eyes with cold eyes, and murderous intent pouring out of his eyes.

Although Liu Yiqian hasn't figured out why a soldier with the status of a chief would grovel to the shopkeeper of a restaurant, there are two monks in the infant realm beside him, so he really can't think of Liu Yiqian as mud?

Thinking of this, Liu Yiqian took a half step back, and the two Infant Transformation Realm monks immediately looked at each other and took a step forward.

In normal times, even the qi practitioners of their infant realm would not dare to have any friction with these soldiers guarding the city gate, after all, the owner of this military town is surnamed Jing.

It's just that the boss behind him is going to the inner city today to attend the banquet of the deputy general of Wagang Bingzhen, which means that the backer of the fat man behind him is the deputy general of Bingzhen who is above 10,000 people under that person.

Now I'm afraid of a small one.

Seeing the majestic spiritual power on the two of them gushing out, Jing Xinshi waved his hand, "Forget it, it's not a big deal, it's a big deal to see him in the future." ”

After Liu Yiqian saw Jing Xin, who was beginning to show weakness, he glanced at his broken sleeves, snorted coldly, and asked with a sneer: "Could it be true that you have a habit of breaking sleeves as rumored in the streets?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Jing Xinshi's face slowly converged.

He squinted his eyes and looked past the two Infant Transformation Realm cultivators who were blocking in front of him, and landed on Liu Yiqian, who was fat.

Liu Yiqian shuddered involuntarily and shrunk his neck.

"I can't let my father hear that. Jing Xinshi said in a deep voice.

But then he added: "If he really hears it, Shopkeeper Liu, you should still ask for more blessings." ”

As soon as Jing Xinshi's words fell, a vast spiritual pressure like an ocean surged at the gate of this inner city.

Jing Xinshi smiled faintly, "You said that it was a coincidence, and Cao Cao Cao arrived." ”

Then the two Qi Cultivators of the Infant Transformation Realm had ugly faces, trembling all over, and their legs were weak and fell to the ground.

At this time, there was a tall peak on their spiritual sea that was completely concentrated by spiritual pressure, suppressing it, making it unable to turn over the slightest wave.

A tall middle-aged man in civilian clothes slowly walked out of the inner city.

"See the general!" the Wu soldiers knelt on one knee and shouted in unison.

The person who came was the owner of this Wagang Soldier Town, the general who commanded hundreds of thousands of Wu troops, and also Jing Xinshi's father, Jing Hong.

"Being bullied like this in front of your own house, you really give you a long face. Jing Hong, who had a dignified face, walked up to his son and said with a displeased expression.

Jing Xinshi shrugged, smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "No way, your son can't beat the two dogs in front of him now, so he has to swallow his anger, right?"

"Two dogs

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A thing of human power!" Jing Hong, who was dressed in civilian clothes, glanced at the two Qi practitioners of the Infant Transformation Realm who were lying on the ground and couldn't move, and then said stupidly: "Fortunately, I am wearing this worthless dress today." ”

Then he stomped his foot slightly, and the two qi practitioners who were lying on the ground in front of him, who were all in the army and could serve as centurions, completely became two pools of meat under the spiritual pressure.

Blood splashed Jing Hong's body, and Jing Xinshi used the spiritual power light wall to block those blood foams in front of him.

"Drag it down and feed it to the dogs. Jing Hong commanded lightly.

Then, naturally, there were soldiers who knelt behind them and dragged the two piles of extremely bloody meat mud down.

As for the pot-bellied Liu Yiqian, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he peed his pants, he fell to his knees with a thud, and kept kowtowing and saying: "The villain deserves 10,000 deaths, and the villain deserves 10,000 deaths!"

"Damn it, indeed. Jing Xinshi stepped on the back of his head, crushed it hard, leaned over and said, "What do you say you have nothing to do to provoke me?"

Liu Yiqian, whose whole face was trampled on the ground, wailed and screamed, and all thoughts were lost.

Then Jing Xinshi raised his feet and turned around and walked towards the inner city.

Originally, when Liu Yiqian thought that he could pick up a life, Jing Xinshi's words made him shudder like falling into an ice cellar.

"Zhao Shichang, cut off his fat body with a knife, help me weigh his muscles and bones, if it is less than seven catties and eight taels, crush it and feed it to the dog. ”

Jing Hong glanced at Jing Xinshi who was far away, and said with a smile: "It's really fucking worthy of being my Jinghong's son." ”

Then he didn't bother to look at Liu Yiqian, who was stinky, and caught up with Jing Xinshi with an arrow step, and the soldiers guarding the city didn't even say a word, and there was no general in front of the city gate.

Inner City.

On Shenwu Avenue.

The general Jing Hong caught up with Jing Xinshi, and the father and son walked side by side, if it weren't for the sword wound on Jing Xinshi's chest, the torn robe, and the blood on Jing Hong's body, probably passers-by would think that this was just an ordinary father and son.

"How's things going?" Jing Hong asked softly with his hands on his sleeves and the marble tiles under his feet with a smile.

Jing Xinshi nodded, "How can your son do anything unfavorable, Mu Bing's wolf spirit baby has been crushed by them, and those who are already dead can't die anymore." ”

"The wound on your chest was caused by that kid named Ji Ge?" Jing Hong glanced at the sword wound, although it was a fatal wound, but if you look closely, it deliberately bypassed the two major spiritual veins on your chest, so it only bleed a lot, but it did not damage the Great Dao cultivation.

Jing Xinshi shook his head, "I made it myself, otherwise I'm really afraid that Ji Ge will fake a play and really make a sword and kill me." ”

Jing Hong narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, "If you can keep it, I think your master will definitely be very happy." ”

"Dad, you'd better not have that kind of thought, your son won't do that kind of treacherous thing. Jing Xinshi said with a pale face.

"The eldest son of the Mu family, Mu Bing, is a wolf, and I am afraid that he will not give up on this matter. Jing Hong said with a smile.

"It was his Ji Ge and his party who killed Mu Bing's wolf, what did he do to our Jing family, could it be that his Mu family still dared to sprinkle in front of my Jing family, and I was so seriously injured for the people of his Mu family, and the second floor of the world that I worked hard to run was also destroyed because of Mu Bing's wolf, and the people of his Mu family wanted to give my Jing family an explanation. Jing Xinshi touched the sword wound on his chest and said with a smile.

"That's right. Jing Hong laughed.

"As soon as Mu Bing's wolf died, the Mu family must have been too busy to take care of themselves now. Jing Xinshi looked at the General's Mansion not far away with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Now my Jing family can take the next move." ”

Jing Hong nodded, how did his Mu family put his hand into Wagang Soldier Town at the beginning, and now he has to put his hand into his Mu family.

Then he looked at Jingjing's empty hands, and quipped, "Don't regret it?"

Jing Xinshi learned from the previous person's appearance, hugged the back of his head with both hands, and said with a smile: "He wants to be debt-free and light, but I don't want him to be happy." ”

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