Chapter 133: The sword is majestic
"Wang Gushan?"
"Revenge-seeking?"
The black-robed man and Wang Yougen asked one after another, and the shopkeeper's eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't help but clench his fists and beg: "Two seniors, the juniors are a little smaller in this inn, I'm afraid I won't be able to use my hands and feet......"
"Out of the city?" the black-robed man's eyes were like lightning, and he looked directly at the white-clothed Dao through the black mask.
"You are a creditor, listen to you. Wang Yougen said, and then hugged his fist to the shopkeeper: "Tired shopkeeper, if my brother asks, he will say that Wang has gone to the market and will return soon." ”
Shopkeeper Wan nodded gratefully and said, "The junior has written it down." ”
Wang Yougen smiled helplessly, and walked towards the outside of the inn.
Chen Twelve also turned around and walked away, and at the same time, put away the golden pill atmosphere all over his body, and the people in the shops on both sides of the street secretly breathed a sigh of relief......
The two were not far from each other, and Wang Yougen urged behind him: "Those who are looking for revenge, go faster, I have to come back to cook." ”
Chen Twelve was slightly stunned, then sped up his pace, and said, "You have to eat, some people don't have to eat......
Wang Yougen walked very fast, and when he heard the words, he stepped forward and walked side by side with the black robe, and said: "I don't want to, your so-called people want to kill me, and they can't stop me, and in the end they don't have a next meal, who is to blame?"
"The strange realm is not enough. Chen Twelve said hatefully.
Wang Yougen frowned and said, "It's not interesting to talk like this, as the saying goes, people who are dying are also good at what they say, and you are not very good." ”
Chen Twelve's face froze instantly, and only because of a good word, he said in a deep voice after a while: "You die, I die, it is not yet known." ”
Bai Yi smiled and asked, "Wu Mane asked you to come?"
"It has nothing to do with the second son, the family feud, Chen is enough. Chen Twelve said.
"You're going to make that bat technique too?" Wang Yougen asked again.
"He's my seventh brother...... I will make the sword ...... "The man in the black robe replied "1510", and for some reason, he couldn't help but chat with the man next to him.
"How can you give birth to so many people?" Wang Yougen couldn't help but wonder......
The black-robed man clenched his fists in his sleeves, but he was speechless.
"How old are you at home?" Wang Yougen asked, he purely wanted to speak freely, he already regarded the other party as a dead person, whether he could talk or not, it didn't matter.
"Twelve......" Chen Twelve blurted out.
Wang Yougen suddenly gave a thumbs up and said: "If it is in my hometown, you will be fined to death, I have three sisters, my father has always wanted a son, until I can live together, and in the end, the fine, the cattle are gone, the chickens and ducks are gone......"
"I have twelve sons in the Chen family, and none of them have a daughter. Chen Twelve said bluntly and inexplicably, not caring about any fines.
Wang Yougen was a little unbelievable, and felt that the other party was chattering, and snorted: "Why don't you call your brothers to come together, wouldn't it be better to beat me up in a group?"
The man laughed, and walked more than ten steps before saying, "Isn't Chen here to send you to see them......
Wang Yougen was a little worried, and couldn't help slowing down his pace and said: "Wang thinks that it is good to have a neat family." ”
This is a contradiction......
Chen Twelve seemed to notice something, his thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but he was also in a trance, and he slowed down, perhaps thinking that it was a good thing to remember for a while.
Turning the corner of the street, the two began to have a "family routine" again, and the white robe had many strange words, but the black robe couldn't guess where his hometown was......
There are some bold people on the street, like tails, hanging from afar, and then the number of people gathers more and more, and there are also messengers of news, running between the streets and alleys, in addition to the people in the big families who drove out, there are also ordinary people, children and aunts, followed to the direction of the city gate to join in the fun.
Lingbao Zhai, there are handymen who have returned from going out, in the lobby, and the familiar shopkeeper said, the news suddenly fried the pot, Tanhualang frowned against the wall, thoughtfully, turned his head and saw Luo Zhi running out......
He chased after him for a few steps, then turned and went back into the building.
In the Zheng family's mansion, the ancestor finally couldn't hold his breath when he received the news, got up from his seat, and said, "Let's go! Let's go and see the means of the son-in-law!"
In the front yard of the hall, more than 100 descendants of the Zheng family, men and women, old and young, immediately turned sideways and made way to make a way, and then they all followed their ancestors and walked out of the mansion.
Such a scene is being staged all over Shoucheng at this moment, and everyone is also going to the same city gate, after all, it is rare for a Yuan Infant Monk to make a move, maybe someone has a deep chance, and he can realize a style of exercises after a few more glances.
The city lord's mansion, the burial sword pavilion, Wu Yinyin's master Pei Wusheng stepped forward and looked at Wu Mane.
"Second son, and leave the Sword Pavilion first. The old man said solemnly.
Wu Mane was a little surprised: "Why?"
"The old man is good at making claims, he doesn't want Chen Twelve to implicate the Wu family, he wants to deal with that person, he must raise his sword, and please avoid the edge for ......the time being," the old man said vaguely.
"Grandpa Pei knows his true identity, what sword does Chen Twelve want to use?" Wu Mane asked one after another.
The old man's chin and beard trembled, his chin bowed, and he said with a wry smile: "The matter of Chen Twelve is a long story, and now I am afraid that only your father and old man know, that little bit of Chen sesame and rotten grain, the second son should avoid it for the time being." ”
Wu Mane frowned, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground, and said incredulously: "Chen Twelve Sabre is here?!"
Pei Mingming sighed, the wrinkles on his face seemed to stretch a little, and then he nodded: "Yes, but not all, Chen Twelve does not have a sword, he is an innate sword embryo, and he has given birth to a total of eleven flying swords that are rare in the eternals......"
Wu Mane was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "How is it possible?!"
"The old man doesn't know why he is so wicked, but the truth is so ......," the old man sighed.
"Why did Chen Twelve bury his sword here? Grandpa Pei was trying to stop him from taking out his sword?" Wu Mane said in disbelief.
"The old man wants to stop him, but he can't stop him, the two said, the second son still don't ask more, please leave first. The old man said in a deep voice.
Wu Mane shook his head: "No, don't stop him." ”
The black-robed man has always been his Wu Mane's secret guard in the City Lord's Mansion, and after so many years, although the two have not had much friendship, but thinking about it one by one at this moment, the second son is very worried......
Pei Mingming was silent and said: "Wu Man, don't be foolish, this is related to the life and death of the Wu family!"
Wu Mane still shook his head: "I shouldn't have taken Master Bat to Gufeng...... You shouldn't be arrogant......"
"You're right! you're the future Lord of Shoucheng!" the old man shouted.
Wu Mane lost his voice and said, "Grandpa Pei, don't talk nonsense. ”
"Your eldest brother is just the adopted son of the Wu family, he knows it, and he doesn't dare to compete with you for the position of city lord. The old man said calmly.
At this moment, Wu Mane seemed to be hit by five thunders: "Impossible, impossible, my eldest brother and I ...... looks"
"How strange is it that the eldest son of your dead second uncle looks similar. ”
As soon as these words came out, Wu Man's brain buzzed......
After a while, he calmed down and said, "I'm going to find Yan and not be confused, if it's useless, Grandpa Pei won't stop him." ”
The old man bowed his head thoughtfully.
After Wu Mane was grateful, he ran out of the Burial Sword Pavilion, and when he came out of the City Lord's Mansion, the old man withdrew his senses, and then raised his hand, and pressed down suddenly, the next moment when the huge aura overflowed, the entire small lake and lake water flooded the sky, and in a short time, the entire Sword Pavilion together with Pei Mingli was wrapped in the "water ball" of Erli, and between the surging of the lake, a large array gradually took shape, and the light became more and more dazzling.
The west gate of Shoucheng, more than ten guards guarding here are separated at both ends early, holding their breath and looking at the end of the street from time to time.
"Look!" shouted the people at the head of the city.
"It's coming! It's coming!"
"Fuck it! It's a city guard!"
At the end of the street, hundreds of city guards rushed with swords on their shoulders, and more than a dozen comrades at the gate secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure was suddenly reduced a lot.
Under the command of the commander, many guards went to the top of the city to maintain order, and then the crowd began to riot again.
"Look! the Luo family is here!"
"That's the Luo family ancestor!"
"Back! Behind the Zheng family!"
"The ancestor of the Zheng family......"
......
"Lingbao Zhai's list-eyed little lady!"
"Look! Behind! That kid is Tanhua?!"
"It's him! Fucking human spirits! Pit Lao Tzu has a lot of spirit stones!"
"The landlord, the third floor is here!"
"Which!
"You know a hammer!
"It's them! White frost falls! Han Fatty! Luo Ci!"
The head of the city shouted like this for a moment, and when the people went up to the city, all the people before were silent again, and the ordinary people consciously went up to the city from the other side, and the distance between them and the monks was clear, but it did not prevent the men on both sides from looking at the women and the women from talking about the men.
At the end of the street, after a long time no one came, and the whole long street suddenly seemed empty, but all the people on the side of the city gate were looking forward to it, knowing that people were coming.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, a black figure stepped into the end of the street, and when he was slightly sideways, close to the left hand side, the white figure also walked out, the rumored Yuan Ying Wang Gushan talked and laughed, this scene, can't help but make people think that the two are friends who have been similar for many years, not enemies of life and death.
At this moment, it can't help but make the monks and ordinary men who are on the net worth panic, will this be the life of a pit person......
On the long street, Wang Yougen asked with a smile: "You really use the sword, then why don't you see you wearing a sword, can't you afford it or what, do you want Wang to be kind and give you a few swords?"
"Hmph, you killed my seventh brother with a sword, and today Chen will break your long sword. Chen Twelve said simply
"Is this the end of the conversation?" Wang Yougen said unsatisfactorily.
"It's not speculation, it's not much to talk about, the planes, mobile phones, and slot machines you are talking about are all nonsense out of nothing. Chen Twelve said categorically, but he also had illusions about what the other party said, but he didn't believe it......
"Wang's heartfelt words, you are very sad, you can't survive two episodes in the TV series......" Wang Yougen joked.
The black-robed man was speechless......
The two of them had arrived at the gate of the city, and the guards on both sides couldn't help but hold their breath, the pressure was not small at all, and the people in the first ten miles of the city were even more silent.
With a flash of light, the two of them arrived outside the city, and now that the sky was not forbidden, Chen Twelve was about to fly.
Wang Yougen couldn't help but say: "Chen Twelve, Wang doesn't want to kill you anymore and kill your seventh brother...... Sorry. ”
The brows behind the black mask furrowed, and the four eyes met, and after a moment, the man snorted coldly: "There is a lot of nonsense." ”
"I'm about to get married, if you come, there will be a bowl of wine for you on the wine table, if you want to fight, I advise you to come out of the sword early, otherwise you won't have a chance." Wang Yougen said again, he really couldn't do it, because the other party also talked a lot with him, even the fact that the Chen family was almost wiped out, and how the man smashed a sect and taught nearly a thousand people......
"Congratulations...... Chen also advises you, don't be soft, my sword is a bit too much...... I won't hit you in the face......" Chen Twelve said sincerely.
Wang Yougen smiled and smiled brightly.
The next moment, Chen Twelve also laughed out loud, his voice seemed to go straight to the sky, and it resounded through the city lord's mansion in a moment, and in the water curtain, Pei Mingli heard clearly: Senior Pei, how many of Chen's natal flying swords can you suppress?
At the same time, the people in the city ten miles also heard the echo like the bell, and the word "several" in an instant made people shocked!
Outside the city gate, Chen Twelve flew out upside down and shouted: "Come, come, come! and let the sword immortals in the world have no shame to hold the sword!"
At this moment, Pei Wuming's body was shaken out of the water curtain!
Blink.
A little cold light seems to come from outside the sky, and the sword aura is majestic!
Then, two, three, four...... Ten o'clock! Eleven o'clock!
The people in the first ten miles of the city, the people in the city of Shoucheng, but everyone who can hold up their heads, they are all dumbfounded!