The blue-robed inferior horse followed the two rangers he met through the west gate of Shuanglong Town, but he was not hindered in any way, really because Qi Ling's clothes were not conspicuous. Even a few Heavenly Thunder Pavilion disciples who were on duty at the gate of the town didn't look at him a few times.

Traveling with Qi Ling were two other companions who met in a tavern outside the town, and at first glance they looked like a martial artist, the man named Zhang Dong had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a two-inch scar on his forehead that was oozing, looking even more fierce and vicious, and Xu Liang, who looked much more obviously feminine, was obviously much weaker, and a white face with a light blood color highlighted a little sick.

The disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion on duty at the city gate couldn't help but glance at the two of them a few more times, but they were not too embarrassed. Anyway, no matter what you do, when you come to this Shuanglong Town, you have to coil if you are a dragon, and you have to lie down if you are a tiger.

Middle-earth Shenzhou is not ruled by the state like ancient China, there are ordinary merchants and ordinary sect families below, and there are slightly respected immortal cultivation families, immortal cultivation sects. However, it is not everywhere that is like a place of incurability, and chaos is rampant.

Regardless of the common people and merchants, they had to pay taxes to the local sect or family. Of course, these sect families will also symbolically protect the people. Maintain law and order. It is also necessary to pay a certain amount of taxes to the sect family at the next level, and the intermediate relationship is complicated, one is willing to fight, and the other is willing to suffer.

And in this Shuanglong Town, Tianlei Pavilion and the Li family are undoubtedly the existence of the ruling class, collecting taxes from the people, and then handing over a certain amount of money to Qianyunmen, which is the only immortal cultivation sect in Baiguan County, every year, so that everyone is at peace with each other. Similarly, Qianyunmen still needs to honestly hand over resources such as spirit stone pills and spiritual plants to the Kaiyang Sect of the three major counties of Hedong County, Hanoi County, and Leling County under its jurisdiction.

To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to paying protection money, if you don't pay, you will be cleaned up, and if you pay the protection fee, you will be cleaned up by others, and the sect that collected your protection fee also depends on the mood. For example, the previous Qianyunmen was attacked by the grass wolf. Although the whip of the Kaiyang Sect was beyond his reach or for some other reason, it was not that he hadn't even let out a fart in the past few days. If it weren't for the words of the Ye family, a second-rate immortal cultivator, to protect Qianyunmen for ten years, Yun Shiqiao, the head of the newborn calf, would not have been able to sit on the buttocks, and Qianyunmen would have been eaten up by several other low-rate immortal cultivators in Hedong County.

After entering the town, Xu Liang and Zhang Dong said goodbye to the man surnamed Qi who was inferior to the horse and green robe. The two knew that what they were going to do was to kill them, so why should they involve an innocent person.

Three years ago, Xu Liang was not a body refining warrior, and his father was still the tavern owner called "Laixiang" in Shuanglong Town, and his biggest wish was that he could study and read more, and in the future, he would be able to inherit his father's business and run this Laixiang Tavern.

Xu Liang is still promising, he is only eighteen years old and can already stand alone, the happiest thing for the old man is to drink half a pot of rice wine every day, happily watching his son busy back and forth.

That day, the sky was gray, but the business in the tavern was really good, until Li Yiquan, the son of the Li family, came in, and Xu Liang carefully entertained the number one gentleman in Shuanglong Town, for fear that the eldest prince Li would be unhappy, so he took someone to copy his tavern.

But as if he was walking on thin ice, Li Gongzi, who was dressed in brocade, took a sip of the tavern's signature rain spring liquid, and then he was furious, saying that where is this wine, it is obviously not as good as horse urine.

overturned the table and asked the shopkeeper to come out and give an explanation, the young Xu Liang was at a loss for a while, was slapped to the ground, and hid in the corner trembling. The old father, who had worked hard for half his life, trembled his hands, and still took out all the spirit stones in the store and stepped forward to make amends, who knew what the surnamed Li said to send Hanako, so he let the evil slaves under his hands dismantle the tavern, and the father who couldn't stand the beating did not survive the winter. Xu Liang hated himself for never having the courage to get out from under the table from beginning to end.

For three years, Xu Liang endured the humiliation and burden, and used all his family resources to enter the Seven Swords Gate in that place far away from Shuanglong Town, and trained hard from a weak scholar who was powerless to practice the current body refining warrior. Later, I met Zhang Dong, who also had a grudge against Li Yiquan in the same family.

This time, the two fled from the Seven Swords Gate, and even did not hesitate to kill the three fellow men who came to intercept them, for today.

Qi Ling led the inferior horses that depended on each other and found an inn to live in. Along the way, he also heard a lot about the deceitful behavior of the eldest son of the Li family in Shuanglong Town. And that's just a matter of listening. Along the way, I don't know how many things I have seen this kind of bullying and oppression of the people, and the martial arts banning with force.

Although Xu Liang and Zhang Dong, who were traveling with him, looked strange, Qi Ling himself was difficult to sweep the snow in front of the door at the moment. How can there be any other mind to do chivalrous righteousness.

Could it be that because of his so-called chivalrous righteousness, there are still fewer people who die?

After a simple meal, Qi Ling pinched his fingers, took out the urn and incense burner from the storage bag, put on three sticks of incense, reached out and picked up the wine jug on the table, poured two glasses of wine, picked up one glass and drank it all. Then he played with the wine glass in his hand, and let the dull cloudy wine enter his throat and spleen. He said to himself, "Brother, I'm going home soon." ”

After staying for a night, Qi Ling didn't stay, paid off the spirit stone of the inn, took the old horse who looked a little less tired after a night of recuperation and a full meal, and prepared to leave the city towards the east gate of Shuanglong Town.

Although Shuanglong Town is small, it is also complete, and the Qinglou Wine Shop and Gambling House are all available, but they are all controlled by the Tianlei Pavilion and the Li family.

The ceiling building in the day is much more deserted than at night, but the early sun is gradually rising, and there are still many people who are looking for pleasure all night at the side door of the ceiling building. After all, no one dared to swagger out from the main entrance.

A long time ago, there was a guy who didn't have long eyes after a night of clouds and rain, relying on a little family background at home to walk out of the gate in a grand manner, just by Li Yiquan's eldest son pretending to be upright, it is said that that day as Li Gongzi said, the servants under his hand broke the three legs of the guy who did not have long eyes.

In the words of Li Da's number one gentleman, "I have to be a little ashamed in my heart after prostitution, and dare to go home so openly, isn't everyone as powerful as him Li Yiquan?"

Unfortunately, of course, Qi Ling didn't know any Grand Master Li, so he silently led his inferior horse to the west of the town. As if he didn't see the young man in front of him in a gorgeous brocade robe, his steps were vain, more things were better than less, Qi Ling stopped his steps and let the man go first.

Li Yiquan, who was extremely luxurious, spit in front of Qi Ling, but he didn't even look at the blue-robed man who was leading the horse, and cursed: "Damn, isn't it good to live?

Behind the brocade-clothed man Li Yiquan, a man with a short figure of five didn't say a word, he was about to step forward to teach Qi Ling, who couldn't open his eyes.

Qi Ling frowned, and led the horse back a few steps, but the man named Li An didn't take it to heart, Li Yiquan didn't speak, that is, there was no negotiation.

But the unlucky man in Ang Lee's eyes picked up a life. Interrupted by a loud voice.

"The surname is Li, take your life!"