Zhang Yeleng paused for a moment, shook his somewhat drowsy head, and knew that he had come out of the Hidden Sword Tomb. After a while around the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info, Zhang Ye found that this was on the Sword King Mountain.

Knowing where he was, Zhang Ye put his mind at ease, although he didn't understand what was going on in the hidden sword mound just now, but the sword had already been obtained, and he didn't want to think about it.

As soon as the thought moved, the long sword appeared in his hand. The sword is more than three feet long, the sword body is snow-white, and there are two small characters engraved "Lingxiao" near the hilt, and the hilt is pale yellow, and the material is unknown. Zhang Ye held the long sword and danced, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal for a while, which was quite smooth, but there was no other abnormality.

Zhang Ye had the intention to try this sword, and the spiritual power in his hand surged into the sword, but the mud cow entered the sea and did not respond at all. frowned, changed a few ways, tried for a long time, except to make the sword look sharper, there was no peculiarity, so I had to give up.

Putting away the Ling Xiao Sword, the aura flashed in his hand again, it was another long sword. It is similar to the Lingxiao Sword, except that the hilt is pale cyan, and the snow-white tip has a small trace of rust. As soon as the spiritual power in his hand poured into the sword, the long sword was suddenly white light, trembling non-stop, Zhang Ye was happy in his heart, and with a wave of the long sword, a white sword light slashed out. Cut off the trees in the distance.

This sword is much more obedient. Zhang Ye couldn't help but be overjoyed holding the long sword, knowing that he had picked up a big bargain this time, he looked at the long sword again, and saw that the long sword body was snow-white, but only a small trace of rust on the tip of the sword looked out of place, and said: "It's better to call it snow erosion." ”

Zhang Ye played with it for a while, put away the snow erosion sword, sat in place for a while, and after recovering his strength, he followed the direction and walked towards Liangcheng.

In the second half of the night, Zhang Ye arrived at the gate of Deliang City, at this time the moon was in the middle of the sky, the city gate was closed, and the lights on the city wall were swaying, but there was no human figure. Liangcheng has been under the protection of the Jiyun Sect for many years, and has long been slack.

Zhang Ye stood at the city gate for a while, intending to climb over the wall to enter, his eyes swept at the city gate, but he suddenly stopped. Zhang Ye stepped forward a few steps, and then in the bright moonlight, he could clearly see that a notice was posted at the door.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes full of anger. According to the notice, the Zhang family rebelled against Zhang Ye and killed Zhang Jue, the son of the Zhang family, and has been expelled from the Zhang family, with a reward of ten spirit stones.

Zhang Ye resisted the urge to step forward and tear off the notice, turned around and ran in the opposite direction of the city gate, until he ran into the woods, Zhang Ye gradually slowed down, unconsciously walked around the forest, and after a long time, the anger in his heart gradually subsided.

After the anger dissipated, Zhang Ye calmed down. A few days ago, why Zhang Yingran and others wanted to besiege and kill themselves, they are still confused, they did kill one person when they jumped off the cliff that day, it seems that the Zhang family really can't go back.

If you can't go back, you can't go back, Zhang Ye said fiercely in his heart.

Zhang Ye sat in the woods, with a flash of inspiration in his hand, took out the snow erosion long sword, and after a while, he took out the two short swords given by the master, and his heart was eager to try.

Unconsciously, the sky was getting brighter, Zhang Ye walked towards the city, just about to get out of the woods, Zhang Ye stopped suddenly, stretched out his hand to disturb the bun on his head, and took out the broken sword to cut a few holes in his clothes and pants, and then rolled on the ground a few times, touched the mud from the ground and stroked his face, and instantly changed from a handsome young man with clear eyebrows to a down-and-out beggar.

Zhang Ye was still uneasy in his heart, so he simply sat in the woods, and saw that the sky was getting brighter and the number of pedestrians entering and leaving the city gate was increasing, so Zhang Ye got up and walked towards the city in the crowd.

Approaching the city gate, Zhang Ye's heart was suddenly very nervous, and his heart was pounding, but the guards at the city gate didn't look at him.

After entering the city, standing at the intersection of the streets where people came and went, Zhang Ye stopped, the city was still the same city, but he didn't know where to go.

"Go away, it stinks. ”

A loud shout came from behind, followed by a huge thrust on his shoulder, and Zhang Ye was stunned, and he was pushed to the side of the street.

Dressed in a brocade robe, with a jade hanging from his waist and feather boots under his feet, he was a sword-eyed, spirited young man, who was looking ahead, and had obviously never seen a beggar on the street. Beside him was a sturdy servant dressed in navy blue, who was looking at Zhang Ye with ill will, obviously it was his hand just now.

Zhang Ye was instantly furious in his heart, but he forcibly held back and quietly shrank to the side of the street. He knew this young man, and he was one of the several teenagers who besieged him, named Zhang Jin.

Zhang Ye tried not to let people pay attention to himself, and no one would notice the little beggar on the street. When Zhang Jin walked away with the people, Zhang Ye found out that Zhang Jin had come in from outside the city.

Zhang Ye squatted on the side of the street for a while, remembering that he was going to the restaurant to wait for the master, hesitated for a moment, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he bent down and walked along the street.

Qingyi Restaurant is one of the several major restaurants in Liangcheng, and it is on the main street of the city, but it doesn't take long for Zhang Ye to arrive at the restaurant, and he walks inside, but is stopped by the guy who welcomes the guest at the door.

Seeing that the guy at the door was wearing coarse linen clothes, his eyes were glaring at the boss, and he was glaring at him with bad intentions, Zhang Ye's heart tightened, and he suddenly realized that he was a beggar, smiled reluctantly on his face, and retreated far away.

Zhang Ye walked two steps along the street, thinking about how to get in, when he saw a group of beggars squatting at the door of the restaurant, his heart moved, and he walked towards the beggars.

When the group of beggars saw someone coming, they hurriedly stood up, and when they saw that it was their counterparts who grabbed food, they immediately changed their unkind looks and stared at Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, he didn't want to bully himself even the beggars who were traveling with him, his heart was on fire again, and the fierce light flashed in his eyes, but he had to endure it, and now he was rewarded by the Zhang family, and he could die if he was not careful.

Zhang Ye's eyes swept away, and he had to rely on a few people and squat down in the farthest corner of the inner door. Several beggars glanced at each other, their eyes full of triumphant triumph. Zhang Ye snorted, and found that next to him was a child younger than himself, his eyes were clear, but there was no hostility.

The little beggar was looking at himself with his eyes wide open, and he was a little cute. Zhang Ye smiled, simply sat on the ground, looked at the pedestrians on the street, and thought that the cheap master had great powers, and he could always find himself.

After sitting on the street for most of the day, either he hadn't noticed it in the past, or it was true, Zhang Ye found that there seemed to be a lot more new faces in Liangcheng, and there were many cultivators among them. The instinctive vigilance in my heart, but the self-deprecating flat mouth, what does it matter to myself!

In a trance, the time of the day will pass, the day is sinking in the west, the pedestrians on the street are decreasing, and the master did not come today. Zhang Ye twisted his body slightly, and suddenly there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and he felt a burst of hunger coming from his stomach, and Zhang Ye suddenly woke up that he hadn't eaten for two days.

Although people in cultivation can eat and drink dew, Zhang Ye is not yet that cultivation, it doesn't hurt if he doesn't eat for a day, and if he doesn't eat for two days, he is indeed a little hungry. Zhang Ye was just about to take out the silver taels from the storage bag to buy something, only to remember that he was pretending to be a beggar now, how could he be rich!

Zhang Ye had to smile bitterly in his heart, looking at the gradually darkening streets, hoping that the night would come soon.

The little beggar pushed Zhang Ye's shoulder and handed Zhang Ye half a piece of somen cake.

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, looked at the little beggar's clear eyes, turned his gaze, and saw a gray-haired old beggar beside the little beggar smiling kindly at himself, hesitated for a moment, took the dough, nodded to the old beggar, and put the dough in his mouth.

When the sun sets and the night falls, the lights of the city are lit, and although there are fewer people than during the day, it is still lively. The beggars on the side got up one after another and approached the street in the night. The old beggar approached Zhang Ye and said, "Young man, I didn't see you in the past!"

Zhang Ye's heart tightened and said, "I only came today." ”

After a slight pause, Zhang Ye added: "On the way out, I was caught by a bandit and ended up here. ”

The old beggar nodded slightly, with a sad look on his face, and said, "No wonder, I just said that although you look ruined, with fine skin and tender meat, you must be the son of the brother." ”

Zhang Ye's heart trembled, and he almost ran away, but finally held back and made a sad look.

The old beggar looked at pity and said, "Young man, do you have a place to go at night?"

Zhang Ye shook his head.

The old beggar said, "It's better to make do with our old and young, they are all hard-working people." ”

Zhang Ye nodded, grateful. The little beggar shouted excitedly, and seemed to be very happy. The old beggar trembled and led the two of them towards the outside of the city.

After leaving the city, after walking a short distance, the old couple took Zhang Ye to a dilapidated house, which was so damaged that only two of them had a roof, barely able to block the moonlight.

When he entered the house, Zhang Ye found that there were still many people sitting in the house, all of whom were beggars. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Ye wouldn't have known that there were still so many beggars in Liangcheng.

The old beggar took Zhang Ye into the house, asked Zhang Ye to sit down in the corner, trembled towards the house, and came back after a while, saying, "Boss Cao agreed, you will join us in the future!"

"Boss Cao?" Zhang Ye said in surprise.

The old beggar smiled helplessly, sighed again, and seemed to complain about the boss, and said, "Hey! ”

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is this Boss Cao? ”

The old beggar glanced at Zhang Ye in surprise, his eyes flashed, he looked back, and saw that several beggars in the room were shouting nonsense, and he didn't notice this, so he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Whoever has the big fist is the head!"

Zhang Ye's eyes flashed, thinking that he was hiding his identity now, but he couldn't make a move at will, and his eyes suddenly darkened again. The old beggar saw Zhang Ye's expression in his eyes, sighed softly, and did not say a word.

Zhang Ye turned his head sideways, and saw that the little beggar was clenching his fists, and his eyes were eager to try. Zhang smiled slightly and said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Little Pear. The little beggar replied.

Zhang Ye was happy in his heart, thinking that this child was only six or seven years old at most, how could he fall into this situation. After hesitating, Zhang Ye didn't ask, leaned against the corner, and fell asleep after a while.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Ye suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the house. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Ye quietly got up and walked towards the outside of the dilapidated mansion. Zhang Ye jumped on the roof of the house, and saw Zhang Jin running towards the grove not far from the house alone, not fast, and there was a snapping sound under his feet, which seemed to be extremely panicked.

Zhang Ye was stunned, waited for a while, and saw that there was no one to follow Zhang Jin, so he cautiously chased in the direction where he left.