On the heart lake, it is as if a breeze is blowing by, rippling with ripples. The figure of the old man is somewhat blurred, and some are clear. Standing in the middle of the lake, with his hands behind his back, with a warm spring breeze smile on his face, he said: "Send you a wisp of autumn wind, may you be full of sword spirit in the lake." ”

The next moment, the young man saw that on the lake of his heart, on the calm surface of the lake with pure water, a tiny waterspout suddenly rose from where the old man was standing. In the tornado, there is a long sword condensed from the lake water, the sword body is slender and crystal like jade. With the spinning tornado, it shakes leisurely.

With his eyes closed, he suddenly opened, looking at Mr. Chen in front of him, the young man suddenly raised his hand in a fist shape and bowed to him. He said: "Thank you Mr. for the gift, Zhao Yuting will repay it in the future." After speaking, the young man didn't wait for Mr. Chen to speak, turned around and walked quickly towards the outside of the restaurant. It was only when he passed by Chen Yijian's side that the young Zhao Yuting slowed down slightly, turned his head to look at him, and said, "How about a good fight next time we meet." ”

Chen Yijian nodded and said no problem. watched the back of the young man leaving, until the young man completely disappeared outside the restaurant and on the crowded street, then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Mr. Chen with some puzzlement. However, Mr. Chen seemed to have seen through the thoughts in his heart, and although he did not give a clear answer, he raised his hand and pointed to his heart with a smile.

Chen Yijian's face was in a trance for a moment, and then just like when he was troubled by the problems in the book, suddenly after the guidance of his husband, he looked like a Mengxue child who had suddenly opened, and a bright smile instantly appeared on his face. Busy clenching his fists, he bent down and bowed deeply to Mr. Chen. He said, "Thank you, sir." ”

In this regard, Mr. Chen shook his head with a smile, and said in a gentle tone: "This is Gongzi's own understanding, what does it have to do with me as an old man?"

Regarding Mr. Chen's character, Chen Yijian naturally knew it in his heart. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the young man named Zhao Yuting just now to kill him, but in the end he willingly bowed to him and left. Since the old gentleman was unwilling to stop this favor on himself, Chen Yijian would not force it. As long as you remember it in your heart, you will not forget this blessing of today in the future.

Gently retracting the long knife in his hand from the scabbard, Chen Yijian, who sat down again, saw the proprietress casting a curious glance at him. Not only him, but almost the entire restaurant customers looked at him. This made Chen Yijian a little helpless, and he didn't know what to say. Maybe for other people, he didn't care about their thoughts at all, but for the proprietress in front of him, he cared very much, otherwise he wouldn't rush back to Qucheng in a hurry.

Although he knew the confusion on her face. But for some things in the cultivation, especially those about the ethereal feeling, even if he says it, as an ordinary person, how can she, as an ordinary person, understand it? Just looking at the doubts in her pure eyes at this time, he really couldn't bear to say such a fact directly. Chen Yijian, who was big in the last moment, had to simplify the complicated things, and said to her: "That young man named Zhao Yuting did that gift because he wanted to thank Mr. Chen. As for me, although I also want to thank Mr. Chen, I am different from him. He got something unexpected from Mr. Chen, and I got the answer from Mr. Chen. ”

The proprietress still tilted her head and looked at Chen Yijian with a puzzled expression. Suddenly, some tentatively asked him, "Do you mean that you both have received the favor of Mr. Chen?"

Chen Yijian nodded and said, "So to speak. ”

The proprietress nodded suddenly in realization, but rolled her eyes at Chen Yijian and said, "Since they are all favored, what's the difference." ”

Chen Yijian was stunned for a moment, and was a little speechless for a while. I thought about it in my heart, and it seemed that it was really like this. I couldn't help but sit on the bench and smirk.

Looking at the smirk on Chen Yijian's face, the proprietress was just about to say a few words to him, when she was interrupted by a figure who rushed into the restaurant in a panic. I saw that the man rushed into the restaurant, slammed it on a table, snatched the kettle from the hand of one of the guests, and poured several large heads on his head. Only then did he pant and said loudly to everyone present: "It's not good, it's not good." Suddenly, a lot of cavalry came from outside the city, and judging by the posture, they were coming to attack the city. The gates of the city have been closed, and the soldiers on the city walls are ready to fight. ”

As soon as this person's voice fell, it immediately caused an uproar in the restaurant. Someone got up from the stool and asked him with an anxious expression on his face, "Then how is the situation now, is there a fight?"

The man shook his head, still a little breathless, and said, "When I came, there was still a confrontation over there. But the soldiers guarding the city looked like they were facing a great enemy. It is estimated that there is a chance that there will be a fight. Even if you haven't started a fight yet, you're going to have to fight for a while. ”

"Boom ......"

Inside the restaurant, it was as if a pot had exploded. Some people hurriedly got up and rushed desperately towards their homes. Others sat down on the bench with expressions of horror and helplessness on their faces. However, the man who had smashed Zhao Yuting with dishes in order to help Mr. Chen suddenly stood up from the stool, opened his throat and shouted to everyone: "Is there anyone who is willing to go with me to the city wall to defend against the strong enemy?"

Most of the people who came to the restaurant to listen to Mr. Chen's lectures were ordinary people who kept to themselves and had a simple temperament. But there is no shortage of hot-tempered hooligans who were originally in the market, and were later educated by Mr. Chen. As soon as these people heard the man stand up and say such heroic words, where could they still sit still, they hurriedly got up from the bench one by one, and shouted to the man: "I will go with you, shit, and I don't see whose territory this is, but I dare to go to Grandpa's land to spread wild." ”

Don't look at the fact that they used to be in the market, specializing in stealing chickens and dogs, and bullying the people. But these days, I have listened to Mr. Chen's lectures in the restaurant, especially some of the bloody deeds of the battlefield conquest, which have long made them yearn for a long time. Looking back at the things they had done before, they were even more angry in their hearts, and they couldn't wait to give themselves two slaps in the face.

The man's name was Qian Yongjun, and when he saw someone responding to his words. Hurriedly kicked away the bench beside him, waved his hand at those who stood up, and led them to stride quickly in the direction of the city gate. As for the people who remained in the restaurant, when they saw so many people taking the lead, they got up from their stools one after another, and they didn't know where they got the guts, so they also followed and hurried in the direction of the city gate.

Even the proprietress of the restaurant, who is a female streamer, is also busy getting up from the stool. And he took a flask of wine on the table in his hand, and went with the people to the gate of the city. But no, Chen Yijian, who was sitting on the side, stretched out his hand to stop him. Looking at the solemn look that suddenly appeared on Chen Yijian's face, the proprietress suddenly smiled at him, and said in a very soft tone: "This is my home!"

Chen Yijian's heart trembled, but he didn't put down the hand that stopped her. Got up from the stool, walked up to her, put his hands on her shoulders, gently pressed her back into the bench, and said, "I'm here!"

The simple three, after the proprietress heard it, the charming and charming eyes left tears like this. The pursed lips are gorgeous with cinnabar dyed red. Not thick, not light.

"Thank you!" said the proprietress softly.

Chen Yijian didn't speak, just looked at her with a pair of firm eyes. After a while, he suddenly shouted: "Crested starling, weasel, you two stay to protect her, if she loses a hair, I will let you die a miserable death." Then, Chen Yijian turned his head to look at Mr. Chen again, and said to him: "Old man, leave it to me at the city gate, and you can only go to the City God Temple." ”

Mr. Chen nodded and said with a smile: "The old man is here, thank you first." ”

The next moment, Chen Yijian's figure, along with the big stone and the big ding, disappeared in the restaurant.

Looking at the young man who suddenly lost his figure, the proprietress was a little stunned. Even a bird and a weasel appeared next to her at the same time, and she didn't find it.

It turns out that he is not an ordinary teenager.

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At the gate of the city, the black armor like a tide still stood motionless. Even if there were tens of thousands of them, even if there were dark clouds in the sky and it was drizzling, they did not make a sound. This made the soldiers standing on the city wall, all of whom had nervous expressions on their faces, couldn't help but be more worried in their hearts.

Not to mention anything else, this alone, tens of thousands of people are in the same breath, which is not something that ordinary soldiers can do. Without rigorous training, such an effect would not have been achieved. On the other hand, on their own side, although everyone was ready to meet the enemy at this time, it could be seen from the trembling hands of their bows and arrows that their side was not at the same level as the enemy at all.

A gentle drizzle fell on every soldier on the city wall. With the slightest hint of autumn coolness, even if there is an iron armor to obstruct it, it is also clearly immersed in the body of each of them. It makes the already cold heart feel more and more cold.

"Whoosh!"

With a soft sound, a straight arrow shot out from the curved bow in the hand of a young soldier. Through the drizzle, it shot straight at the group of black-armored iron horsemen outside the city. However, due to the boy's weak arm, the arrow did not hit anyone. This made the young man's heart suddenly lifted, and he couldn't help but let go of a little, and secretly let out a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, the young man's heart, which had only let go of a little, raised his throat again. Because at the same time as the arrow landed, the group of black armor steps that had already made an offensive posture but had not taken a step for a long time finally took a step at this moment. The spear in his hand, in a neat sonorous sound, stabbed forward in unison, pointing straight in the direction of Qucheng.

On the city wall, someone asked loudly who the hell had released the arrow.

The boy was scared, so he didn't say anything.

The person who spoke did not continue to ask, but asked everyone to be ready for battle.