"When did the Nangong family talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes...... The martial artists were stunned again, and they were knocked on the door by two teenagers, and they had to talk to each other about the rules of the rivers and lakes first, this was the first time in many years......

They couldn't help but re-examine the visitor, the young man in black was fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyebrows were flying, and he looked like a master and a lonely attitude. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe white-clothed boy is eleven or twelve years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his face is also full of arrogance.

"Could it be that they are people who don't even dare to offend the Nangong family? At this moment, who is there who the Nangong family doesn't dare to offend......" All the martial artists are all old rivers and lakes, and they thought of the battle the night before, and they also guessed their origins. They retreated for a while, making Nangong Huang, who was standing in front, stand out.

Seeing that they were afraid, Chun Chan stood up the plaque to the door and said loudly: "Yes, but we have been a little tight recently, and we will add another one hundred taels of color to each game." I heard that there are seventy-two earthly demons in the 'Flying Tiger Hall', if you admit defeat directly and come out with 7,200 taels of silver, we will turn around and leave. ”

Nangong Huang's teeth itched for a while, and he scolded secretly in his heart: "The 'Tiger Garden' is occupied by you, and you still have the face to say that you are short on money?" I have seen bullies, but I have never seen a ...... like you who bully people" and his heart was moved again: "If you can let the hidden door let go of the Nangong family for seven thousand two hundred taels of silver, it is not impossible to consider." But this amount is too big, I can't be the master......" He thought again, "If they can't give up one or two pieces of silver, wouldn't it be a great achievement?" Nangong Ming is already dead, and it is the turn of our family Ling'er to take the throne......"

He weighed for a moment, stared at him and said, "Okay, if you lose, leave immediately, and never set foot in Yongcheng!"

Zhou Qingyun nodded slightly, glanced at all the martial artists, and said indifferently: "A word is a certainty, if you lose, you will also have to leave Yongcheng." Everyone has heard it and seen it for all to see. If you regret it, hehe......"

The martial artists looked at each other, and their hearts were bitter: "We're just here to beg for a bowl of rice to eat......"

"Okay!" Nangong Huang laughed, pointed behind him with his backhand, and then was stunned, there was no room behind him, and more than twenty martial artists actually retreated under the eaves.

"Shameless, the Nangong family raised you for nothing!" he scolded secretly and greeted loudly: "Go and invite the 'Flying Tiger Seven Evils' to come over!"

Zhou Qingyun rolled his eyes and asked, "Oh, I don't know where these 'Seven Evils' are now, you can't be delaying time, right?" ”

Nangong Huang sneered: "The 'Flying Tiger Seven Evils' are the strongest seven martial artists in my 'Flying Tiger Hall', who have experienced a hundred battles and never show mercy. If you don't want to lose, just leave, I can pretend you haven't been here!"

Zhou Qingyun rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I thought you were going to use 'wheel warfare' to win with more." Since you directly send the strongest seven people, I will also give you a preferential price, 1,000 taels of bets per battle, and we will win or lose in seven rounds! If you lose, the 'Flying Tiger Hall' will be disbanded from now on, and it will be changed to the 'Great Righteous Hall'!"

Nangong Huang regretted it for a while, why didn't he expect to win with more, to put it bluntly, he was still reluctant to pay for the silver. What if the Nangong family doesn't admit it afterwards, does he have to pay out of his own pocket? But now it's a thousand taels to lose a game, and if he loses all, even this house belongs to someone else, it's tens of thousands of taels......

Thinking of this, he regretted it even more, gritted his teeth and said, "Since Daoyou can't wait, I'll accompany you through two moves first, please!"

"Senior brother, you play with him first!" Zhou Qingyun smiled and gave the wooden sword to Chun Cicada.

Nangong Huang breathed a sigh of relief, if he couldn't even beat this eleven or twelve-year-old little Taoist boy, then his cultivation in the past twenty years had really been practiced to the dog, so he hugged his fists and said: "Little friend, please give me a lot of advice!" After speaking, he raised his hand, his five fingers flickered, and he pounced towards the spring cicada, like a colorful tiger.

"Look at the sword!" Chun Cicada stared at him and danced a sword flower to meet him.

The blade of the sword instantly turned into a shadow, and the strands of green light rippled out, and suddenly set off a gust of wind.

Nangong Huang's robe hunted, and there was a "stabbing" sound, which was actually shattered by the sword qi. The strong wind was fierce and his face hurt, and his body style was also greatly restricted, and the speed of the "Flying Tiger Gong" could not be exerted at all. Seeing the other party's stormy sword momentum coming, he only had time to grab in front of him and retreated again and again.

The spring cicada snorted coldly, following it like a shadow, and it seemed to be stepping on two green winds under its feet. The wooden sword stirred rapidly, and the sword qi turned into a cyan whirlwind and ran out.

Nangong Huang's two gorgeous cloud sleeves burst in an instant, and his hands were dripping with blood. The true qi of the talisman collapsed violently, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string flying out of the way and falling to the ground, his chest robe was shattered, and blood was dripping.

Two moves, Nangong Huang of the "middle stage of Yi Jin" only held two moves under the wooden sword of the young man in white, and everyone was dumbfounded......

Nangong Huang's clothes were broken, and his whole body was drenched in blood, which made people unbearable to look at suddenly. Everyone looked at the young man in white again, and they couldn't believe that he was holding a wooden sword. If it was a sharp sword that sharpened iron like clay, wouldn't Nangong Huang have already been shattered into thousands of pieces? The person in the hidden gate was so strong, this was only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy......

Nangong Huang coughed and got up, his face was defeated, and his eyes looking at the spring cicada were full of horror. Fast, too fast...... Strong, too strong...... Hidden disciples, even if they only hold a wooden sword, they are not opponents of these secular martial artists.

Chun Cicada stood still with his sword in his hand, raised a finger and said with a smile: "One hundred taels, leave Yongcheng now, huh?"

Nangong Huang is another agitator, only then did he think of the previous gambling contract, and he regretted it in his heart. But he didn't dare to resist, and the hidden door made it clear that he wanted to uproot the Nangong family and let him retreat with his whole body, and the people had already done their best......

He took a silver ticket from a purse around his waist and placed it on the ground, staggering away. Since ancient times, he has known the current affairs as Junjie, and he has been mixed with these people in the rivers and lakes for so long, and he still has this awareness.

Zhou Qingyun raised his hand and slapped the silver ticket into his palm, and it was indeed one hundred taels. He happily put it away and looked at the group of martial artists again.

The warriors had long been so frightened that they hid in the corner, and the warriors stood under the eaves and exchanged glances. The general trend of the Nangong family has gone, where should they go, and now they are still not up:

Now go up and fight, even if you lose, you can count it as doing your best for the Nangong family, just go out of the city to avoid this turmoil, and in the future, the Nangong family will be able to come back with this hard work. If you accompany the Nangong family to the death, even if you win, you will inevitably be used as cannon fodder. In case of defeat, Zhao Feiyan and Li Qianjun and gang will be a lesson from the past......

The lesser of two evils, everyone is an old Jianghu, and there is a decision between breaths. An honest and middle-aged martial artist took a wooden sword and jumped into the arena first, hugged his fist and said: "In Xia Sun Zhengzhou, I have been taken in by the 'Flying Tiger Hall' for many years, and I have to fight. I've been practicing this 'Flying Flow Sword Technique' for ten years, please advise!" he said.

"This kid usually looks honest, but when he sees the wind and rudder, he is so crisp and shameless!" everyone scolded and looked at the field......

Yongcheng 36 Fang, Phoenix Fang is the most beautiful, Flying Tiger Fang is the most fierce, Yuanwu Fang is the strongest, and the richest is Yuanbao Fang. This square city is full of rich businessmen and magnates, the courtyard of the deep house is next to each other, the towering ancient trees in the garden are thick and shady to the ground, and the occasional sound of string singing comes out, but it makes the courtyard quiet.

There is a long street in the square, and the street is lined with trading houses, money houses, silver buildings, gold shops, teahouses and jewelry shops, although it is morning, the street is sparsely populated. There are occasional pedestrians, and they are all Tsing Yi guys walking briskly against the wall.

Unlike the high-spirited servants of several great families, they seem to be afraid of disturbing others even when they walk. The doors of the houses on the street are also closed, and even if someone knocks on the door to enter, the door is immediately closed for fear of being seen.

In the middle of the street, there is a 'Qian Ji' silk shop and a 'Duobao' antique shop, each of which is five storefronts, across the street, and the building is empty at this time. Qian Duoduo walked into the silk village with his entourage, and said with a smile: "This place will be converted into a tavern in the future, and the opposite side will be converted into a medical hall, two shops, and the annual rent is five hundred taels each, which is not bad." ”

Zhou Lao was stunned, he sat in the Chen family, and his annual income was less than three hundred taels, and the rent here alone cost five hundred taels...... Qiu Yu was also surprised: "This square is full of deep mansion compounds, open a tavern, who will come......"

The rest of the people were also disappointed, but Qian Duoduo said disapprerovingly: "The 'Dingsheng Qianzhuang' next door and the 'Dafeng Yinlou' diagonally opposite each other will cost 800 taels to rent these two storefronts! ”

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Doesn't Old Zhou know how to massage? Two taels of silver at a time, if you earn less than ten taels a day, I won't have a surname." ”

Old Zhou's face burned for a while, he was a dignified "Yijin mid-stage" martial artist, and he took it as his responsibility to hang the pot to help the world all his life, and he actually came here to give the rich man a massage when he was more than half a hundred years old......

Qian Duoduo's eyes were bright, and he said: "If Elder Zhou is unwilling, he can pass on the craft to them, five taels each time." You're mainly responsible for dispensing some pills, and those rich people are willing to spend as much money as they want to revive their strength......"

Old Zhou was stunned again, his old face turned purple, and his generation of famous doctors actually wanted to dispense aphrodisiacs to those rich people......

Qian Duoduo looked at Qiu Yu again, and said thoughtfully: "As for the tavern here, as long as the dishes are good and tasteful, rich people will not be stingy, you can do it yourself......

The girls looked at each other and couldn't help but take a closer look at the room. A bungalow, five zhang wide, three zhang deep, no kitchen, if you want to open an elegant tavern, you can only serve snacks and cooked food, inside and outside also have to be redecorated again.

Qiu Yu walked around twice, and her eyes gradually brightened......

They also grew up in the mansion, and what they have seen and heard since they were children are the most exquisite things in this earthly world. After entering the Tiger Park, it is even more specialized in this way. If you want to create an atmosphere and play with the atmosphere, I'm afraid that those serious daughters are not as good as them. With the charm and means of their sisters, isn't it easy to take down a few old men?

Qian Duoduo took Zhou Lao to the other side, and he couldn't help persuading: "You have to think like this, we make money to cultivate, and we cultivate to save more people." The rich are also human beings, and they have to be cured when they are sick, so are you willing to spend more money instead of treating others? It doesn't make sense......