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"Xu Jun came to Chang'an, did she come here specifically to find herself? or for other reasons......

For a while, Chen Sanlang was a little confused.

It's just a huge city, millions of entrances, trying to find someone, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack, and they meet each other inadvertently, and the chances are even slimmer...... No, since she knew that she was going to the inner city to take the exam, she would definitely stay nearby and wait.

This is the biggest possibility.

Thinking of this, Chen Sanlang decided to go to the surrounding inns to find out the news.

This area is close to the inner city, quite prosperous, there are many inns, large and small, there are hundreds of them, and it is not a trivial matter to ask one by one.

In the process of inquiry, Chen Sanlang inexplicably appeared in his mind the scene of another world: a bustling city with a population of thousands of people, but everyone has something in their hands, and they can connect with others with a few "tick-tock" clicks, how simple and easy is it?

In terms of its function, that thing can definitely be called a magic weapon-level treasure.

"Hey......"

Put these unrealistic thoughts aside, walk into the first inn, and ask the shopkeeper.

......

In the courtyard, the pavilion in the formation, the head of Zhengyang Dao sat still, like a statue of wood. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

"I feel like something is wrong......

muttered. He closed his eyes and meditated on it, searching for the source of his uneasiness.

It took half an hour to take the exam. He opened his eyes again, but the confusion in his eyes deepened. It seems that two clouds of fog have condensed, and they can't be opened.

Pinch your fingers and count, the exam has ended the day before yesterday. Although the list was released in March, and the results were known, there should be fluctuations in personal life and fortune, which is in line with the law.

The problem is that just now, the Zhengyang Daoist performed a spell, and it was customary to feel the condition of the target. But suddenly the bond that held him together became more and more blurred. It is blurry, like smoke and fog, and seems to dissipate at any moment.

Aware of this situation, the Taoist priest couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart, surprised, confused, and uneasy. It's like a pig raised by your own hands, fattened. But all of a sudden, the pig jumped up and wanted to run out of the pen......

What happened?

Over the years, Zhengyang Daoist has planted three seeds one after another and raised three pigs. Although it is said that Chen Sanlang's head belongs to the halfway circle. The foundation is not deep, but with Chen Sanlang's own fate and luck, once he falls into the secret method. It is equivalent to wearing a flail and a lock, and it is difficult to fly with wings. Only obediently grow fat. Neck to be slaughtered.

So, what is going wrong with this situation now?

The Taoist priest suddenly couldn't suppress his anger. A punch slammed into the ground, and the slate was like cracked ice, with a spider's web-like crack:

"If you want to escape, where in the world is there such a cheap thing!"

In order to let Chen Sanlang fatten up quickly, he racked his heart and poured a lot of effort. The young master Yuan Geshu also paid a lot, otherwise, how could Chen Sanlang grow up so smoothly? As early as the township test, he might not be able to leave Yangzhou.

Seeing that they are all almost raised, they can show their knives, this pig actually wants to escape, how can Zhengyang Daoist not be angry?

He stood up suddenly, picked up the peachwood sword on the stone case in one hand, stepped on seven steps, and said something in his mouth. After a long period of obscure and difficult spells, he opened his eyes and let out a loud shout. With a shake of his wrist, the peachwood sword volleyed around the puppet on the stone table, pointing and pointing.

This peachwood sword was originally thick and simple, and the color was restrained, but now, with every wave of the Taoist priest, the thorns were picked, and the whole body was actually bright, one of which was runes, the strokes were curved and tactful, like a seal but not a seal, and it looked very mysterious.

A rune is like a mystery that contains a mystery.

"Hurry!"

The blade of the sword suddenly burst into a burst of light, and the sparks lit up, enveloping the puppet.

"There is no fake under the sword, and the thunder punishment is true!"

......

"Shopkeeper, have you ever had a girl in your shop, sixteen or seventeen years old, quite tall, to my shoulders, she looks ......?"

This is the eighteenth inn that Chen Sanlang asked, and he talked too much along the way, and his mouth was dry. He was going to ask about this, so he had to go and drink a bowl of tea to moisten his throat.

Bang!

The sky exploded with a thunderclap, suddenly and swiftly.

Airplanes!

Chen Sanlang felt the thunder ringing in his ears, and he couldn't help but stumble and almost fell to the ground.

"Oh, please be careful with this son!"

The innkeeper hurriedly ran to hold him up.

Buzz Buzz......

For a moment, Chen Sanlang was temporarily deaf by the thunder, and he only saw the other party's mouth open, but he couldn't hear what was said at all.

The sound of thunder, as if it had substance, was like a stream of water that drilled into both of his ears, and it was going to go all the way into his mind, and to dissipate his soul and thoughts.

The world in my mind was immediately affected and became unstable. Dizzy, the world is spinning, and the human root pen is unstable, fortunately he was supported by the shopkeeper, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

Chen Sanlang Huo Ran understood that this was by no means an ordinary spring thunder, but an attack from others.

Spells, only spells can deal such damage!

Swish!

At the critical moment, an ancient book flashed into the mind, the pages unfolded, rattling, and each page was like a flag, waving in the wind, with a solemn momentum.

On the pages of the book, the characters shine brightly, shrouded in brilliance, and everywhere they go, the wind is calm and the waves are not born.

Bang!

Like the crisp sound of glass breaking, the fierce thunder came to naught, and the whole world suddenly became clear, and the sound could be heard clearly:

"I said where did you come from, don't fall down in my shop, there are three long and two short, let me get into a lawsuit for no reason, aren't you harmful?"

The shopkeeper's face was full of anxiety and shouted bad luck.

Chen Sanlang slowly stood up and smiled: "I'm fine......"

He took out a string of money from his bosom and put it on the table: "Thank you!"

As he spoke, he walked out slowly.

The shopkeeper was confused and didn't know the situation at all, but the other party was fine, and he left a string of money, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, took the money, and muttered: "Is this scholar sick?"

He saw that Chen Sanlang's face was pale, and there was even red blood oozing out of his ears, and the situation was not good.

Because it was not good, the shopkeeper hoped that he would leave quickly to avoid getting into a life lawsuit. If Chen Sanlang fell down in his shop, he really couldn't tell the truth.

......

Burst!

Zhengyang Dao Chang spewed out a mouthful of bright red, and the peach wood sword in his hand made a tooth-sore sound, and the blade of the sword actually cracked, and the runes were shattered one by one.

"How is that possible?"

He screamed, his face full of horror. (To be continued......)

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