Although Zhongzhou is countless times larger than Dragon City, from the time it entered the city, there were almost no people here except for some people who came to participate in the competition.

After entering the city, almost all of the women and children in the city were old, young and old, and the war was all carried out together, and the young and middle-aged people in the city were all arrested to serve as soldiers, Shen Mengtong looked at the old people and children begging on the street, and his face showed sympathy.

Wen Chen's expression didn't change much, and Qi Xidu shouted at those begging along the street while driving the carriage.

"Go away, go away!" was a look of disgust in his eyes, after all, he was from a family, and he had long been accustomed to seeing poor people, even more pitiful people than these people.

"Are you looking for death, even the master's money dares to steal?" There was a commotion outside the carriage.

Wen Chen lifted the curtain of the car and saw that on the side of the street, a richly dressed boy was tightly holding the arm of a thin and black girl.

"Qi Xidu stop!" The carriage stopped on the other side of the street.

Wen Chen just looked at the matter of this noble boy and the black thin girl with an indifferent face, as if he was watching a play.

Qi Xidu took out melon seeds and wine from his luggage and put them beside Wen Chen, he also came to Wen Chen's side, gloating and watching what would happen next.

The thin black girl seemed to be very stubborn, she was caught stealing things, she didn't apologize or beg for mercy, but glared at the noble son.

"Yo he! still die without repentance, Lao Tzu chopped off this hand of yours, see if you dare to stare at Lao Tzu. As he spoke, he asked the two servants around him to hold down the thin black girl, and he pulled out a knife from his waist and prepared to slash at the black thin girl's hand.

Qi Xi frowned, he dropped the melon seeds in his hand, and wanted to get up to save the black and thin girl, but the Shen sisters couldn't stand it, so Wen Chen stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Let's wait and see!" Wen Chen said lightly.

Sure enough, at the moment when the noble son laid down the knife, there was a sudden "bang".

A big knife more than a foot wide picked up the knife in the hand of the noble son.

"Chang Gongzi, give face, let this little pity go!" A burly man looked at Chang Gongzi and said with a simple smile.

"Feng Yidao, you also participate in the affairs of this son, you don't want to see if you have that qualification!" Chang Gongzi looked at Feng Yidao with a cold face.

"Chang Gongzi, sell me a face, how about inviting you to drink another day?" Feng Yidao said with a smile.

"Get out!" Chang Gongzi spat at Feng.

He picked up the knife on the ground, not intending to let the thin black girl go.

Feng Yidao's face was stupid, he sighed, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Feng Yidao, Feng Yidao, the swordsman who dared to break into Dragon City at the beginning, how can he be in such a miserable situation now, he was bitten by a dog, and he didn't dare to bite back? Wen Chen sneered at Feng Yidao, who was about to leave, from a distance through the car window.

Feng Yidao turned his head, and now his figure was still so burly, but his face was full of wrinkles and his hair was a little pale.

Wen Chen jumped out of the carriage and saw that Feng Yidao's face was full of mockery.

"Are you............ Wen boy?" Feng Yidao asked tentatively.

Wen Chen sneered and didn't answer, but he set his eyes on that Chang Gongzi.

"The surname Chang, I bet that you can't cut it with this knife, you just try, if I lose, how much this little girl steals from you, I will compensate you tenfold, if you lose, your hand to cut people is broken by me, how?" Wen Chen's mouth flashed a contemptuous smile, and he looked at Chang Gongzi and said provocatively.

When Wen Chen heard Liu Zhi quietly tell him that this black and thin girl had an excellent qi practitioner physique, he knew in his heart that this was making things difficult for Chang Gongzi, and the drunkard did not mean to drink.

"What are you, what qualifications do you have to bet with me?" Chang Gongzi had a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and when he saw that Wen Chen only had the strength of the Four Realms of Martial Dao, he instantly became arrogant.

"Do you bet or not?" Wen Chen asked without being surprised or angry.

"Bet, why don't you bet, wait until the master cuts off the hand of this little scumbag, and then cut yours. As he spoke, Chang Gongzi raised his knife and slashed at the arm of the thin black girl.

Wen Chen glanced at the thin black girl, she didn't even frown.

Just when Chang Gongzi's sword was about to touch the black thin girl's arm, Wen Chen dodged and punched the knife in Chang Gongzi's hand.

It's just that in this gap, Wen Chen knocked down Chang Gongzi's two servants with a punch that was so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

"You lost the bet!" Wen Chen's mouth flashed with a grim smile.

Chang Gongzi's face was shocked, he was really just a martial artist of the Four Realms, but he didn't even see the speed of his punches clearly.

Just stunned for a moment, Chang Gongzi felt a burst of distress in his left arm.

His arm was actually broken by his punch, and Chang Gongzi's expression was like a ghost.

His forehead was covered with sweat like raindrops, and the pain and fear made him dare not even breathe.

"Get out!" Wen Chen's cold cold.

Chang Gongzi's legs swung straight up, "Wen Chen was so cold that Chang Gongzi's legs swung straight up, and when he heard Wen Chen's words, he stumbled away as if he had been pardoned."

Feng Yidao looked at Wen Chen with a shocked face, speechless for a long time.

The thin black girl looked at Wen Chen, and her big eyes like grapes flashed with a different color.

"In the future, I won't be as lucky as I am today!" Wen Chen's voice did not carry any emotion, he said as he took out a piece of silver from the waist pocket on his waist and threw it in front of the black thin girl.

The black and thin girl didn't pick it up, let alone apologize to Wen Chen.

Qi Xidu jumped down from the carriage and slapped the black thin girl on the back of the head, and the girl who slapped her almost fell to the ground.

"Are you a tiger, my young master saved you and gave you alms, you don't let a fart go?" Qi Xidu was also laughed at by this black and thin girl.

The black and thin girl looked away from Wen Chen's body at this time, and she glared at Qi Xidu.

Qi Xidu couldn't smile bitterly, he really didn't care about such a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Wen Chen no longer paid attention to the black and thin girl, and he said to Feng Yidao: "Feng Yidao, I invite you to drink and tell me how you have fallen into such a situation over the years, so that I can be happy and happy!"

Feng Yidao laughed and said, "But!"

Feng Yidao left with Wen Chen, and the black and thin girl stood for a long time before she picked up the broken silver on the ground and limped towards the direction where Wen Chen and Feng Yidao left.

Although this girl has an excellent physique of a qi practitioner, she does not like this girl.

In a tavern in the downtown area, business is booming, Yunlongpan holds a martial arts competition, and heroes from all over the world come to Zhongzhou, and the tavern has naturally become a must-visit place for them.

Liu Zhi and the Shen sisters sat at the same table, Wen Chen, Qi Xidu and Feng Yidao sat at the same table.

The sun is blazing on the streets at noon, and the best weather is no more than a glass of sake.

Feng Yidao told Wen Chen about the situation he had encountered since he left Dragon City, and he was full of emotion.

Wen Chen didn't get any valuable information from Feng Yidao, he said that he came to Longcheng at the instigation of Mu Feng back then.

At present, the major rivers and lakes are forming gangs and factions, and they are colluding from top to bottom.

"There is no righteousness in the current rivers and lakes, and there is no chivalry, all of them have been made crazy by these messy sects and families, and the rivers and lakes may have long been a pool of stagnant water!" Feng Yidao drank almost half a jar of wine, and his eyes became melancholy and cloudy.

Wen Chen didn't speak, and when he inadvertently glanced at the door of the tavern downstairs, his gaze froze.

The thin black girl stood like a stake in front of the tavern door, her swarthy face covered with sweat, her lips chapped and chapped in her dirty little hands, clutching the piece of silver that Wenchen had thrown her.

Wen Chen was curious, what did this black and thin little girl want?