There is another one, who has not spoken, Han Derang saw that he was less than eight feet tall, with a bald head, pointed chin, narrow Tianling Gai'er and narrow head, small blue eyes, hooked nose, water chestnut beak, some six or seven yellow beards, and ears with awl handles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Derang saw that this person was holding a blade in his hand that was heavier than the Fang Tian painting halberd carried by the two servants, the golden nail jujube yang lance, the head and tail of the golden nail jujube yang lance were eight zhang long, weighing about one hundred and twenty catties, and the head of the lance was a round iron hammer like a jujube, which was densely covered with six rows of iron and three nails, and there was a prismatic iron iron at the end of the handle.

Such a weapon is even carried with one hand when eating, which shows that he usually does not leave his body. And this person must be extremely powerful, holding this blade in one hand, but his facial expression is extremely peaceful.

Huo Jun whispered: "The last one, called Chen Congxin, nicknamed 'Yi Bo Yuntian Xiao Xiongxin', is the head of the Wuwei Gate. ”

Han Derang nodded, his face was special, the weapon used by Shan Xiongxin, a famous general in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties, was the Golden Nail Zaoyang Lance, when Qin Qiong was poor, it was Shan Xiongxin who pulled out his sword to help, which triggered a singing and crying story.

Han De saw that this person was indeed the same as Shan Xiongxin, and the white glow was glowing leisurely. However, the appearance should be far from the depicted Shan Xiongxin. He wore a ponytail scarf on his head, a short backrest, an inch of bone buttons, a cross loop, a large waist, squatting crotch pants, fast boots for a gripping tiger, and a half-cut fish lin's leggings. I saw him take off his coat, roll it up and put it behind his back, carrying a treasure bag and wrapping it around his waist.

Chen Congxin was holding a golden nail jujube yang lance in his left hand, but he was eating noodles with his right hand, although they were fighting for red faces, but he was still concentrating on eating noodles. After eating the whole bowl of noodles, he slowly raised his head and said to the shopkeeper, "Little Er, have another bowl." ”

Everyone in the room looked at Chen Congxin, but Chen Congxin didn't seem to know what was going on, the shopkeeper had just finished explaining the reason to Zhang Ping, but Zhang Ping and Cheng Yu didn't give up, and they had to eat sea cucumbers before they stopped.

After Chen Congxin said this, the room was quiet, surprisingly quiet, and after a while, Cheng Yu said: "Lao Jiu, are you human?

Chen Congxin's face turned even bluer, and he said, "Why can't you eat noodles without sea cucumbers?" I think this bowl of noodles is too fragrant. ”

Zhang Ping said: "I said Lao Jiu, you have been in the mansion for a long time, why have you never seen the world so much?"

Chen Congxin said: "Big brother, I don't think that if you haven't eaten sea cucumbers, you haven't seen the world, and sea cucumbers are not very valuable things, why do you have to eat them, on the contrary, I think it's very ridiculous and naïve to get angry because you can't eat sea cucumbers." ”

Zhang Ping said: "Hey, boy, dare to argue with your eldest brother, don't accept it, let's try to compete." After that, he picked up Fang Tian's halberd from the servant, and he was about to recruit Chen Congxin.

At this time, the shopkeeper turned pale with fright, but the evil-faced god monarch said lightly: "May I ask you two, why are we here today?

As soon as the evil-faced god monarch finished speaking, Zhang Ping stopped talking, he sat down slowly, and handed the Fang Tian painting halberd to the two servants behind, Zhang Ping was still angry, he said: "Hmph, I don't think I blame him for always thinking I'm naïve, not once or twice." ”

Chen Congxin didn't say a word from beginning to end, the golden nail jujube yang lance in his hand didn't even move, he looked at Zhang Ping's every move, and suddenly laughed 'poof'.

Zhang Ping said: "You ......"

The nine-headed beast Cheng Yu said: "Okay, okay, don't worry about the sea cucumber, this matter is over." ”

Zhang Ping said: "Damn, who arched the fire just now? If it weren't for you and I being able to go on endlessly because of the sea cucumber matter, you are the third child, you are the one who counts the grass on the wall, and you will fall this way and that way." ”

The nine-headed beast said, "Hmph, you are the boss, I won't fight with you." Suddenly, he saw that the shopkeeper was still standing there with a pale face, and he waved his big hand and said, "Why haven't you gone out yet?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly laughed and said: "Yes, yes, yes, what does the guest master need to order the little one, and the little one will go out." ”

The shopkeeper withdrew, and after closing the door casually, he couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead, and he said to himself: "What day is today, my mother, the guests of this house are also a group of mental illnesses, and they are not normal than the house just now......"

The shopkeeper muttered as he walked downstairs, and was still a few steps away from downstairs, when he heard a voice like a vulture: "Man, what are you talking about?"

As soon as the shopkeeper looked up, he couldn't help but shudder, and then his feet slipped and he fell off the staircase, it turned out that Huo Jun appeared in front of the shopkeeper at some point, and he was looking at himself with a smile behind his hands.

Huo Jun's hand like an eagle's claw hurriedly held the shopkeeper up, and he still said with a smile: "Look at you, you are such an adult, and you still walk and fall, you must be a thief with a weak heart, and you pay attention to Lao Tzu behind your back, right?"

The shopkeeper was already so frightened that his face was like dirt, and the cold sweat he had just wiped came out at this time, and he stammered: "Small, small, how dare you pay attention to the guest master behind your back?"

Huo Jun said: "Haha, it's best not to pay attention to it, it's okay to pay attention to it, who doesn't talk about people behind their backs, who doesn't talk about people behind their backs, Lao Tzu just wants to see how our two horses are eating, come on, lead the way." After that, he didn't use the shopkeeper to lead the way, so he walked to the backyard.

The shopkeeper followed, and at this time, his mood stabilized, and he wiped his sweat again, thinking that he really can't pay attention to people behind others' backs, how dangerous this is. But again, hey, I really scared myself, what I said upstairs, how could this ugly ghost hear it downstairs, and my voice was so small.

In fact, Huo Jun not only heard it, but also heard it clearly, but how could he care about these things with a shopkeeper. He actually knew where the manger was. But he still let the shopkeeper follow.

The 'curly-haired lion' horse had already untied the carriage, and at this time, the two of them were leaning together, obviously sleepy, they snorted, and when they saw Huo Jun coming over, they did not have the slightest cheerful expression.

Because, Huo Jun is not their real master, their real owner is running on the road non-stop, but they don't know that Huo Jun is taking the wrong route, so that their owners are getting farther and farther away from them.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Master Ke, you see, in this trough, the horses are the best forage for you, and there is no disadvantage to them." ”

(To be continued.) )