Chapter 308: Sweater

Hua Wenxiang's eyes were full of coldness, everyone thought that he was going to kill Wang Weipei next, but he left the restaurant at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see, as if he was chasing the rickety old man who was beaten away.

The noble prince seemed to have turned around at the ghost gate, and as an ordinary person, he sat on the ground, and the urine slowly flowed out of his feet.

The sloppy man didn't care about appeasing his son-in-law, because he was also scared.

On the vast Tianxiang River, Hua Wenxiang pursued the breath and found that Feng Xian, who was too careless, and was beaten by Hua Wenxiang's real blow to the point of spitting blood, and was seriously injured.

When Hua Wenxiang found Feng Xian, the old man who was not lightly injured did not intend to return to the ferry, but was desperately trying to escape as fast as possible, Hua Wenxiang shocked him too much, and his first instinct was that he was no match for this young man.

And just now the old man had a murderous intention towards Hua Wenxiang, and Hua Wenxiang was also a courtesy, and he also wanted the old man to die here, which the rickety old man could clearly feel.

The old man, who was desperately flying against the wind, was almost desperate, he thought that he had reached the fastest speed, but in the blink of an eye, the young man who did not know where the divine was caught up.

The old man stopped struggling, stopped his figure, turned around and said, "Xiaoyou, can you spare my life?"

Hua Wenxiang also stopped, but did not speak, but looked at the old man coldly.

Feng Feng said tentatively: "Xiaoyou should also be a child of the big forces, I must have heard of the Lan He Sect, I am the worship in the sect..."

Hua Wenxiang said something that made the old man extremely embarrassed, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Feng worship's heart is like ashes, but he doesn't want to accept his fate, the Lanhe Sect is climbing step by step to the top of the Zongzi Mountain, he is a worship in the sect, and his future is bright, how can he be willing to plant here inexplicably today, and tentatively said: "How can Xiaoyou let me go"?

Hua Wenxiang didn't want to talk nonsense, and said coldly: "You only have two choices, either commit suicide or die under my fist." ”

When the old man saw that the other party's killing intent had been decided, his expression became hideous, and at the same time, he was extremely remorseful in his heart, why did he provoke such a monster?

Feng Xianfeng used the Battle Blue Qi to the peak, and he didn't intend to run away, because he knew that it was a futile performance. The old man will die with the warm fragrance of the flowers.

Hua Wenxiang's body battle blue qi slowly turned into danqing qi, and cursed in her heart, "This old thing wants to explode with his blood soul, and then die with himself." Just today, let's try his cultivation in the Danqing Realm. ”

Feng Xianfeng saw a ghost as if he saw a ghost, and rushed to Hua Wenxiang with a loud shout, and the old man rushed with the determination to die, "It's all that damn Wang Weipei, if it weren't for you, the old man wouldn't have died here today......"

Before he died, the old man was full of curses, but no matter how much he scolded, it would be useless.

The flowers are warm and fragrant, and the whole body turns into fine iron, and the young man's right hand is wrapped in a thick Danqing qi, and he blows the peak power fist directly to face the rickety old man who wants to expose himself.

"Bang!"

A loud noise spread for dozens of miles, and even the people in the sea whale boat in the extreme distance could hear it clearly.

Feng Xianfeng's skin that was about to be blown up by the blood soul qi touched Hua Wenxiang's fist, and the two touched, Hua Wenxiang's punch almost beat Feng Feng's soul away, and the old man's blood soul self-explosion was wiped out by Hua Wenxiang's punch, and even Yicheng power was gone, but the battle blue realm is the battle blue realm after all, even if the blood soul self-explosion does not even have the original power of yicheng, it is still very powerful.

A radius of almost a mile was filled with clouds of smoke from the explosion of blood souls, and the surface of the water stirred for a long time before gradually regaining calm.

Hua Wenxiang was safe and sound in the explosion of the blood soul, he removed the blood soul qi and the divine flower, and restored his original appearance, the cultivation of the Danqing Realm is really wonderful, so wonderful that it cannot be described in words, it is obviously only one realm away from the Zhan Lan Realm, but the mystery is very different.

The punch just now was hearty, and it was definitely the most hearty punch ever. After entering the Battle Blue Realm and the Danqing Realm respectively, Hua Wenxiang understood how it was a pity that the two wisps of life protection qi given by the eldest father back then were wasted, and it was estimated that even half of the power was not used......

The clouds on the river soon dissipated, and the young man braved the wind and returned to the whale boat.

It may be that it only took half an hour for Hua Wenxiang to go and return, and the people on this side of the restaurant still stayed in place and did not move, in addition, people from other places in the boat also came here to watch the excitement one after another.

The big explosion just now, no matter who heard it clearly, at this time, people saw the fragrance of flowers, and they all showed a respectful look.

Wang Weipei, who was still staying in place, and the sloppy man were all dead in their hearts when they saw Hua Wenxiang come back, if they guessed correctly, the explosion just now was Feng Feng's blood soul self-detonation.

Wang Weipei regained a little consciousness, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Hua Wenxiang, "Please don't kill me, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I swear that I won't dare to be so domineering in the future......"

The sloppy man also knelt on the ground and begged Hua Wenxiang to let them go, and even Feng Xian's blood soul was forced by this person to explode, which shows how terrifying this young man who looks like he is in his early twenties, you must know that the battle during this period is not even half an hour, and it is extremely rare to have a quick battle between the same realms, and it can be said that the battle blue realm between the two is very different.

Everyone was looking at Hua Wenxiang, not knowing what the young man would do next.

Although Hua Wenxiang was in a bad mood, she didn't want the two of them to die, after all, these two people were just ignorant and didn't kill him, "I accidentally broke the wall of the restaurant just now, you two go and ask the restaurant owner how much the repair fee is, and then you two want to give the money to others, and when this matter is done, I will let you go." Also, don't let me see you again on the ferry for these two days. ”

If the two kneeling on the ground are amnesty, if they can buy their lives with money, they will have nothing to worry about, not to mention that the wall of the restaurant only has a hole in it, and it will not cost much.

Hua Wenxiang looked at the crowd crowded on the side of the restaurant, and was very helpless, so the young man returned to the room to rest, and decided that he would not leave the house again until he arrived in Xiang'an.

After he left, the owner of the restaurant took the initiative to come to Wang Weipei, and then said with a smile: "Prince Wang, you can give five hundred taels of silver for the repair fee of this restaurant." ”

The old shopkeeper took this opportunity to make a lot of money, anyway, the son of the leader of the Lanhe Sect is not bad for money, besides, if he wasn't arrogant and unreasonable, these bad things wouldn't have happened, so he must take full responsibility, and the restaurant's loss today is counted in the five hundred taels of silver.

Wang Weipei's life was not in danger, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed, but at this time, seeing the old shopkeeper taking advantage of the fire to rob, his face was a little ugly.

The sloppy man didn't say anything about this, it all depends on how his son-in-law handles it, but no matter how he disposes of it, he wants to hurry up, and now he just wants to leave here quickly, because it's too embarrassing.

Wang Weipei was no longer nervous, and suddenly smelled a stench around him, he noticed that his crotch was wet, and then he realized that he was scared to pee just now, and the young boy's face turned red all of a sudden, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

He was very scared now, afraid that when he returned to the church, his father would be furious and deal with him severely.

Brother Gongzi stood up and took out five hundred taels of silver and handed it to the old shopkeeper, and then left in a hurry.

The people he was with covered his nose and consciously split Wang Weipei, all afraid of the unpleasant smell of urine on his body...

The sloppy man lowered his head and followed closely behind, leaving the crowd.

There was no excitement to see, everyone dispersed on their own, and the ferry steward asked the restaurant shopkeeper to quickly repair the broken walls, and then appease the guests of the restaurant to continue drinking and listening to books.

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Hua Wenxiang returned to the room, meditated and rested, he asked the restaurant Xiao Er today, and Xiao Er said that he would be able to arrive in Xiang'an at dusk at the latest.

Although the sea whale boat does not travel very fast, the waterway is unobstructed and the distance is still short, so people take the ferry boat much faster than the land rush.

The shops on the ferry are open day and night, so there are people on the boat almost every hour, and the room with warm flowers is on the top floor of the ferry, and there is a window in the room, which can not only blow the cool breeze of the river, but also clearly look at the vast river.

As the oldest and most mysterious river in history, Tianxiang River has existed as early as 10,000 years ago, this great river has given birth to countless human and beast races, and has also sent twelve divine flowers into the world.

Hua Wenxiang stood in front of the window for a long time, this time he traveled to the rivers and lakes, he must go to all the places of interest.

The next morning, after a night of meditation, the fragrance of flowers came to the window again, blowing a cool breeze.

The width of the Tianxiang River is shrinking, and it should already be downstream, and the ferry is moving much faster than in the previous two days.

Hua Wenxiang moved a chair and simply sat directly in front of the bed, the bored young man held his chin with both hands, and stared blankly into the distance...

As soon as dusk arrived, the ferry arrived at Po Chau in Xiang'an.

The whale boat only made one stop on the way, and that was at this stop at Pok Chau.

Now the weather is still very cold, people are still wearing thick cotton jackets, flowers warm fragrance walk off the boat, look at the lively dock, exhale a puff of mist.

The Kowloon Bridge is not far from the wharf here, only a dozen miles away, Hua Wenxiang plans to eat something on the wharf, and then find an inn to stay, and wait for tomorrow morning to rush again.

Hua Wenxiang came to a stall selling cooking cakes with meat, and then asked the stall owner for three whole meat cooking cakes.

While waiting for the cooking cakes, Hua Wenxiang looked around the pier, and he seemed to have summed up a truth, that is, where there are ferries, they seem to be rich in flowing oil.

The wharf is very lively, there are hundreds of stalls of all sizes, the sky is gradually darkening at this time, and the stalls on the wharf are opening one after another, probably due to the increasing flow of people, Hua Wenxiang suddenly feels that the wharf has warmed up a lot.

Everyone is wearing cotton jackets, constantly exhaling mist, and in the cold winter night, the weather is cold and the heart is not cold.

"Little brother, do you want to buy a sweater?" asked a big man in a coarse cotton jacket and Hua Wenxiang in a whisper.

(End of chapter)