Wen Chen got up and went down the restaurant, and when the black and thin girl saw Wen Chen, her expression did not fluctuate, and she was neither happy nor sad.

"Think I gave me too little silver?" Wen Chen asked curiously.

The black skinny girl doesn't speak.

"Objective, don't pay attention to her, this little beggar has no parents since she was a child, and she lives by stealing chickens and dogs until now, a few years ago, a kind-hearted official took her in as his maid, and guess what? She actually stole the money from the official and ran away.

Later, she was caught by the official and broke one of her legs, but she still didn't change her character, dragging the broken leg and sneaking out again!" The shopkeeper was afraid that Wenchen would be deceived, so he kindly reminded.

Wen Chen nodded, looked at the thin black girl, and asked, "You don't want the silver I gave." ”

Wen Chen said and stretched out his hand to get his silver back, and the thin black girl threw the silver in front of Wen Chen, just as Wen Chen gave her a handout.

Wenchen picked up the broken silver, put it back in his waist bag, and turned around and went back to the tavern.

When they were full of wine and food, and when the group came out, the thin black girl was still standing there.

Wen Chen ignored her, and after he and Feng Yidao said goodbye, they prepared to get up and go to Yunlongpan.

The thin black girl limped and followed Wen Chen from a distance, always maintaining a distance of twenty meters.

"Wen Gongzi, what is this little girl doing with you?" Shen Mengtong couldn't help but ask curiously.

"The little black girl must have taken a fancy to my master. Shen Mengxi said angrily.

They saw everything that had happened before.

"Boss Wen, shouldn't that black and thin beggar be a mute?" Qi Xi Duhu asked.

Wen Chen suddenly stopped, and he turned around and walked towards the thin black girl.

"What do you want with me?" Wen Chenwen asked angrily.

The black thin girl's eyes finally showed a trace of fear, and she instinctively shrunk her thin body.

Wen Chen kept staring into her eyes.

"Can I follow you in the future? If you agree, I will treat you as a cow and a horse, and you will have no regrets in the end!" the thin black girl finally spoke, her voice hoarse but very firm.

"Why should I take you in?" Wen Chen asked rhetorically.

The girl bit her chapped lip and thought for a long time and asked, "Can I tell the truth?"

Wen Chen nodded.

"Because I really want to follow you. She said with a serious face.

Wen Chen's forehead is not even a lame reason.

"What's your name?" Wen Chen asked.

"Song Wanying!"

"I can give you a sum of money, but I won't let you stay with me. Wen Chen said bluntly.

Song Wanying didn't speak, and there was stubbornness in her eyes.

"If you don't agree, you don't even have the money to eat later!" Wen Chen reminded.

Song Wanying was not moved at all, she looked directly at Wen Chen with a persistent gaze.

The opportunity was given to her, but she didn't cherish it, so Wenchen lost interest and turned away.

Watching Wen Chen leave, the thin girl's eyes were lost, and she remembered that a very good-looking goddess fairy sister had told her that the person who would guide her in the future was the one who saved her arm.

But the fairy sister said again that whether she has this blessing or not depends on the will of heaven.

"If I haven't seen my son, what if I break my arm? Childe and half-born Su, I will repay Gongzi for the third grace!" Song Wanying said loudly.

Wen Chen suddenly stopped.

Whether it was Qi Xidu or the Shen sisters, they all looked at this little girl who was unclothed, unattractive, and thin and dark.

"Childe and half-life, I repay Gongzi for the third grace" was said by her neither humble nor arrogant but full of sincerity, without the slightest pretentiousness, just like her persistent eyes.

Wen Chen turned around and walked towards Song Wanying again, he stretched out his hand and touched her head and said, "It is dangerous to follow me, I may lose my life at any time, and my strength cannot protect you in everything, are you still willing to follow me?"

Song Wanying nodded without hesitation.

Wen Chen looked at this thin black girl with admiration.

Wen Chen turned to leave, and Song Wanying's eyes became gloomy.

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you leave with me?" Wen Chen said.

The thin black girl finally reacted, grinning and limping to follow.

The cloud dragon pan is in the depths of the mountains of Zhongzhou, the mountains here stretch, the perennial clouds and mist, if you stand on a high place and look into the distance, it is like there is a dragon entrenched in the sea of clouds, so the sect here is called the cloud dragon pan.

After arranging accommodation for everyone, Qi Xidu went to sign up with Wen Chen.

Before arriving at the sect, there was already a sea of people in front of him, these were all people who came to sign up, Wen Chen was not in a hurry, he and Qi Xidu were in the last line.

"This son is also here to compete?" A middle-aged man next to Wen Chen looked at Wen Chen suspiciously.

Wen Chen smiled and nodded.

"You're a martial artist from the Four Realms, aren't you afraid of going up and being beaten up?" the man's tone was full of mockery.

Wen Chen smiled, Qi Xidu also didn't speak, the so-called more things are better than less, and you should be low-key when you go out.

The man didn't mean to let go of Wen Chen, the queue was boring anyway, and he was going to make fun of Wen Chen.

"Everyone who has signed up, there is a martial artist from the Three Realms here who has come to sign up, are you afraid?" the man pretended to be frightened.

"I'm so afraid! I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him with one punch!" someone said hecklingly.

Smell the dust and the ancient well does not wave.

The man coaxed together, which immediately attracted a lot of onlookers, and there were also many young female sword cultivators around him who looked at Wen Chen and the man.

"Boy, come, come, come, try to compete with me, you will be beaten to death on the stage for free, so that you will know that you will be able to retreat!" said the man with a righteous face.

Wen Chen looked at the man and smiled slightly: "Grandstanding, do you really want to die so much?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I, Chu Dingtian, have itchy skin, boy, you come to teach me a lesson!" Chu Dingtian looked provocative, and several beautiful women on the lookers also talked about something in a low voice, and they all covered their mouths and snickered, looking at Wenchen with pitiful eyes.

"Childe, you should compare yourself with Chu Dingtian, if you are disabled, my sister will raise you!" said to Wen Chen with a charming face.

"Are you Chu Dingtian's concubine?" Wen Chen asked mockingly.

The woman's face instantly condensed, and she said, "Boy, dare to talk nonsense and pull out your dog teeth!"

Wen Chen shrugged his shoulders and ignored these people.

But Chu Dingtian didn't give up, he directly did it first.

The martial artist of the Six Realms is far stronger than the opponent who fought against Wen Chen when he was in Dragon City.

Chu Dingtian swept out a punch towards Wen Chen, and Wen Chen also punched back.

The two fists collided, Wen Chen regretted a few steps, and Chu Dingtian's face was embarrassed, his arm was numb from this punch, and he wondered in his heart that this kid was really just a martial artist from the Four Realms?

As for Wen Chen, it has long been commonplace for him to feed the No. 1 Wufu Chalong in the Central Plains, and he has been beaten half to death several times, so he doesn't feel anything about this punch.

Suddenly, Wen Chen took a step, and the ground under his feet was trampled out of a pit that was neither deep nor shallow.

This punch is as heavy as a hundred crossbows, as fast as a meteor catching the moon.

"Bang!" After a dull sound, Chu Dingtian was punched by Wen Chen and flew out a few steps.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and after a long time, Chu Dingcai got up from the ground, he was covered in dust, and his face was like dust.

Wen Chen's punch came out so fast that he didn't react to a martial artist of the Six Realms, and the punch smashed firmly into his chest.

If it weren't for his thick foundation, there would be a possibility that this punch would be killed by this kid.

He resisted the anger and fear in his heart.

"Senior Chu, how is this punch?" Wen Chen asked with a smile and looked at Chu Dingtian.

Chu Dingtian gritted his teeth, and before Chu Dingtian could refute, Wen Chen took a few more steps, his pace was like a wind, and he appeared in front of Chu Dingtian in an instant.

Chu Dingtian's face was shocked, he didn't even have a chance to block at the moment.