"Young man, where are you going!" The old coachman did not warn of strangers, but enthusiastically asked Nie Feng where he went, but he didn't even ask his name.

Nie Feng arched his hand and said: "Uncle, the kid is going to the Leshan Giant Buddha, and he wants to take a ride to rest for the time being, when we have different roads, that is, when we are separated, the kid has one or two pieces of silver here, which can be used as the cost of the ride." ”

The old coachman hurriedly waved his hand and said to him: "Leshan is still dozens of miles away from here! Young man, you are a scholar who has come out to visit the beautiful scenery and scenic spots! Then you can take my car, but I don't dare to accept this money. Besides, Lao Yu is a villager of a small village behind these mountains, and it won't be long before we will be separated, and it will be worthless! Young man, if you take back the money, Lao Yu will let you take the car, and if you don't accept it, then you should still walk!"

"Well, the boy won't be embarrassed. Nie Feng saw that he insisted on not accepting it, so he gave up, and left him the silver when he left, and he misunderstood that he was a scholar of Youfang, so he let him go, but he also showed his light skills and jumped into the donkey cart.

The old coachman was stunned, mistakenly thinking that he was the son of a big family, ordinary scholars don't know martial arts, and non-wealthy scholars have the money to study and practice martial arts for the sons of the family, and it is not a joke to be poor and rich in martial arts.

He said respectfully and humbly: "Childe, the little old man has a reluctant request, and I hope that the son can do the little old man a small favor, don't blame the little old man for being greedy!"

"Greedy, uncle, is it so hard that you want more money?" Nie Feng asked puzzled, if this was the case, then his conscience would be greatly damaged, and what he despised the most was this kind of person who was not greedy enough to swallow elephants.

Hearing this, the old coachman hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, you are of noble birth, and the little old man wants to ask the son to give my grandson a big name." The little old man's surname is Jia, the Jia of the businessman, the grandson is cheap, the poor people in the village take this cheap name in order to make a good living, the big name has not been taken so far, and the poor people can't think of any good names, so there is this idea, please don't blame the little old man for being greedy. ”

After he finished speaking, he also pulled his grandson and wanted to kowtow to Nie Feng.

After Nie Feng heard this, he was immediately a little embarrassed, and felt ashamed that he had lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them, and said to their grandson: "Uncle, your courtesy is really worthy of the boy! However, you should not say anything about noble birth or anything like that. My eldest brother (Qin Shuang) said to me that all people are created equal, and it is this unfair country that causes everyone to be unequal, so there is nothing noble or noble!"

The old coachman was stunned by Nie Feng's words, such wild words were unacceptable.

Maybe Qin Shuang's shocking words were too terrifying, and Nie Feng saw that he didn't know how to respond, so he looked at the dog next to him, thought of how to change the topic for a while, took off a piece of jade pendant from his waist, and said to the grandfather and grandson: "This piece of treasure jade is a gift from a businessman, and you are surnamed Jia, so I will give you a big name and call it Baoyu." ”

didn't want his grandfather to refuse, so Nie Feng said cruelly to the old coachman: "Uncle, if you dare to refuse my kindness, that kid can only throw away the jade pendant, anyway, I don't want it." ”

Anyway, there was a lack of money on the road, Nie Feng casually grabbed a bad businessman, this jade pendant was taken by the sheep at that time, and it could be used when the road fee was not enough, but now it is just right to use, so he casually used it as a prop for taking a name.

The old coachman saw that he couldn't shirk it, so he had to accept it, and his tears and snot flowed down his eyes to thank Nie Feng's eighteenth generation ancestor for having such a good grandson for his grandson to meet, and the following words of gratitude were directly omitted from 108,000 words.

All the way Nie Feng lay on the haystack on the car to sleep, and met a monk to take a ride, and after the old coachman agreed, the monk sat quietly beside Nie Feng.

"The monk of the light skill is first-class, and he is by no means an ordinary temple, is he the pursuer of the Wushuang City?" Nie Feng had such thoughts in his heart, but he did not move, so as not to guess wrong and cause misunderstanding, so he turned a blind eye to this monk.

I don't know when an old man appeared on the throne of the gang leader in the general altar of the World Association, he sat here with a sword in his hand, and the patrolling people saw an uninvited guest, and he sat on the chair without knowing the height of the sky, and he did not hesitate to beat the drum and gong, calling friends to come in and besiege the enemy, the most important thing is to inform their supreme leader, that is, the hero!

The people who came were first the gangs of Tianshuang, Feiyun and Kamikaze, then Qin Shuang heard the news, and finally it was the boss of the gang who dominated the gang.

The old man looked at the wolf, stared at the person who was the most imposing on the scene, and the person who wanted to be powerful the most in his clothes, and said indifferently: "Xiongba, the old man is the eldest brother of Dugu, Dugu Sword. For the sake of this broken chair, you sent your eldest disciple to destroy the Wushuang City of my Dugu family. Now that I'm here, and you can step back and retire, it's my turn to sit in the world, do you think I'm qualified to sit on it!"

Xiongba didn't recognize this person, but he recognized that sword, it was one of the two swords that the Sword Saint became famous, the Peerless Sword!

"It seems that he is really a sword saint, but I didn't expect to be found by the remnants of the Dugu family, damn it!" Xiongba's heart was very distracted, but he was scheming and calculating, and he would not be unable to hold his breath, but bowed his hand towards Dugu Jian, and said to him: "Of course, the sword saint is qualified to sit in the position of the leader of the world's association, and my eldest disciple is also qualified to sit, but if you want to sit in that position for a long time and sit steadily, you must have strong enough strength and a smart head." ”

Having said this, Xiongba turned his eyes to look at Qin Shuang and Wen Chou, and his eyes motioned for them to step forward to test one or two, and when he saw that they would make a move, he said to Dugu Jian: "The younger generation has the strength to dominate the rivers and lakes, and also has the strategy to dominate the world, the younger generation knows that the predecessor has the strength, but I don't know if the strategy is also there!"

Seeing that the two juniors dared to attack him, Dugu Jian wanted to kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys, but when he remembered the thin ice in that place, he had other ideas.

He didn't unsheath his sword, he slashed behind him with one hand, the flagpole was cut off, and then he used his qi to control things, and used sword three and sword eight respectively.

Jian San was just teasing Wen Chou, while Jian Ba was really doing it with all his might, leaving no spare energy.

Wen Chou's second-rate level of martial arts, neither up nor down, in the face of the sword saint's sword attack, he waved his sleeves, did not take away a single flag, just pushed them aside, dodged with light skills, and did not dare to step forward again.

On the other hand, Qin Shuang's side said angrily: "I'm grass, this is a different treatment! Attack him so lightly, attack me so hard, Lao Tzu provoked you to provoke you? It's not that you don't pay for it!"

Faced with such a situation, Qin Shuang used his signature mastery, Tianshuang Fist, to deal with it with frost scars.

"Bang Bang !!!"

The flags were all blown into slag, broken into several pieces, and then he stopped, but he didn't really go up to play with Dugu Jian.

"It only took three successes! It seems that the Sword Saint's martial arts have not decreased back then, what should I do?" As a first-class master, Xiongba could see the level of the Sword Saint's martial arts at a glance, and his heart became suspicious.

Dugu Jian suddenly slammed the Wushuang Sword in his hand with the scabbard into the ground, at least three inches, he pointed at Xiongba and said: "Today, I use the sword in my hand as the battle book, and the day of the ninth month is set to die, and then the old man will fight to the death with you, and regain the glory and status of the former Wushuang City, and everything you will in the world will also belong to me." ”

Then he laughed coldly: "Xiongba, the old man has one person and one sword, winning the rivers and lakes, dominating the world, it is enough!

The implication of that last sentence is that the time left for you is to arrange for you to do the future.

After speaking, he left the Tianxia Society, Xiongba's face was solemn, and the hand in his sleeve robe clenched into a fist tightly.

Qin Shuang pursed his lips and thought dissatisfiedly: "Pretending to be thirteen is my patent!