It is difficult to go to Shu and it is difficult to go to the sky.

The young man in Shu spoke with a thick Sichuan accent, and said triumphantly to the young man in front of him who was in a daze: "Are you afraid, kneel down and kowtow three times, shout three times to kiss grandpa, and the old men will let you walk!"

The young man came back to his senses and gritted his teeth secretly, just thinking about the past and present lives and various entanglements between the "Huanhua Sword Sect" and the "Huanhua Washing Sword Record...... It should be a relationship of no half a dime, but in the eyes of these people, I am actually afraid! I'm afraid of your grandfather! If I want to be my grandfather, I have to ask my father Zuo Lengchan in this life if he agrees! "What are you shouting?"

"Grandpa!"

"Hahaha......" Although this kind of trick has been seen many times, but it is the first time that it has been implemented on the spot, and the affectionate "grandpa" with the small eyes squinted into a slit proudly is really full of comedy! Zuo Zi'an, who was out of breath with laughter, greeted again and again, and mended the knife: "Good grandson, ...... again Call again......"

The young man in Tsing Yi, who came to his senses and was shabu-shabu, shouted in annoyance: "Ge Lao Tzu, if I don't chop you into meat sauce, Lao Tzu will have your surname!"

"Don't ......" Zuo Zi'an, who hadn't finished laughing, retreated while dodging: "Just call grandpa, just follow my surname, I am currently a single unemployed vagrant, such a big grandson, I can't afford to raise it!" Seeing that the young man's sword stabbed more and more urgently, the sword light flashed, stabbing him straight in the chest and face, and the attack was fierce, and he went straight to his life.

Zuo Zi'an retreated to the side of the stairs, put his right hand on the handrail, gently circled, flew up in the air, quickly kicked away the several swords that stabbed in the chest, and jumped with his strength, flying towards the young man who scolded him before. His right hand was cross-blocking, and his left hand was slashed at his wrist, which had already grabbed his veins. The two swords in the back stabbed back, and Zuo Zi'an carried the young man forward, and was sending it to the two swords, so frightened that the other two sword-wielding young men desperately turned their swords, and the tired self turned two circles in a row, and fell to the ground with no strength.

Zuo Zi'an dragged the young man to the window of the restaurant, dragged over a lot of tables and chairs along the way, and hung most of his body in the air outside the window, as soon as he let go, this person was bound to fall straight from the window to the noisy street below. The young man was hanging in the air, his nose and face were swollen from being hit by the tables and chairs that had fallen on the road, and his courage was not visible at all, and he desperately grabbed Zuo Zi'an's arm, "Don't ...... Don't let it go......"

"Don't move, you can't do it! You think you're very light! I'm tired of holding it like this, I can't hold it anymore, but I'll let go!"

The young man immediately stiffened his body and didn't dare to move any longer, Zuo Zi'an knocked him the head, and said, "Miss Hu family, do you still have to make up your mind?"

"No fight, no fight. Whatever you say, big brother, little brother will do. ”

Sure enough, the wicked don't know how to persuade him, but Zuo Zi'an pondered, this didn't seem to be enough, and when he was thinking about how to teach him another lesson so that he didn't dare to seek revenge from the Hu family, there was a sound of horror in the restaurant, which made him almost shake his hand and throw people down.

In the restaurant, several other teenagers broke in, and they were in a ball, and the swords were bloody, and the injured teenagers of the Huanhua Sword Sect were splashed with blood in the blink of an eye, and the corpses were all over the building. Zuo Zi'an heard the young man in his hand shouting: "Yu Renyan, you turtle son, Lao Tzu fights with people, and you kid comes to pick up the cheap, there is a kind of face-to-face confrontation!"

"Lao Tzu is not like you who is a fool, you are a puppy in your hands!" Yu Renyan laughed and said: "You are also worthy of being alone with Lao Tzu!"

Zuo Zi'an put the young man back on the ground, the thick bloody breath made him sick to his stomach, Yu Renyan arched his hand at him, "Brother Tai is a good method! I don't know who the surname is?" Zuo Zi'an laughed angrily, "I am fishing under the surname." ”

"Fishing, what is this surname?" Yu Renyan whispered to the people around him, and Zuo Zi'an continued: "Famous fisherman." ”

"Fishing Weng, fishing Weng, what is it?" After reading it twice, Yu Renyan suddenly reacted, pointed at Zuo Zi'an and scolded: "Dare to come to the middle of the river to spread wild! Don't take my Qingcheng Mountain in your eyes?"

Zuo Zi'an suddenly rushed forward and knocked Yu Renyan to the ground with a palm in the chest, and before the others could even react, Zuo Zi'an had already punched Yu Renyan several times, and Yu Renyan shouted: "You don't do it yet!"

Zuo Zi'an reflexively spun, picked up a wine jar, and threw it at the top of Yu Renyan's head, making him dizzy and dizzy, his head was drenched with wine, and the fragments also drew a few blood marks on his face.

The others were about to rush forward, but when they saw Zuo Zi'an take out a fire fold from his arms and light it, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and Yu Renyan immediately sobered up, and even rolled back to the ground.

Zuo Zi'an waved the fire fold, looked at the people around him with a stunned look, and said: "It's just scary, I don't like to kill, especially perverted killing." He extinguished the fire again, and said to Yu Renyan: "I'm afraid of death!

Yu Renyan, who was full of alcohol, was really a little afraid of the madman in front of him, in case the fire burned his body, he would immediately be buried in the fire, as soon as he heard this, he ran downstairs as if he was about to be amnestied, and the others glanced at each other, and also ran downstairs, and the echo of Yu Renyan was floating in the distance: "My father is the master of Qingcheng! You wait!"

Zuo Zi'an sat on a chair in the restaurant, staring at Yu Renyan coldly and running away. Although he was not sure that he would win against Yu Canghai, he really couldn't do it and could only fight his father! He didn't believe that Yu Canghai would offend Zuo Lengchan at this time, thinking of Zuo Lengchan, Zuo Zi'an sighed. He is indeed vicious, careless of human life, ruthless, and unscrupulous, but he has been really good to himself for more than ten years, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting. People here are only afraid that they are like this, love wants to live, evil wants to die, let me do it is not to hurt Ren Yingying, Dongfang is undefeated and can't let go of Brother Lian!

Sure enough, the second ancestor who robbed the people's girls and was domineering was crying a handful of snot and tears in front of the corpse of his senior brother, although Zuo Zi'an was extremely disgusted with him, he was also sad by his crying, and kicked him in the back: "Men don't flick when they have tears, it's a bit out of sight, there are so many people!"

The second ancestor wiped away his tears: "Yu Renyan was raised by a son of a bitch, and Lao Tzu will kill him sooner or later!" picked up a jar of wine, and poured a full bowl of wine, "Big brother, you beat that Yu Renyan, you are my benefactor." Little brother will definitely repay you if he has the chance!"

Zuo Zi'an was stunned, looking at him being scarred by himself on his head and face, this is a benefactor? "Well, that ......"

"The eldest brother has an order! How dare the younger brother disobey! That girl, the younger brother will send her home when he turns around!"

Zuo Zi'an couldn't cry or laugh, "That's right!" thought for a long time, "Practice martial arts well, and do less things to bully men and women." Not wanting people to feel that they were verbose like Tang Seng, he coughed lightly, and the second ancestor nodded vigorously, "I'll practice martial arts well, and sooner or later Yu Renyan will pay for his life!"

Zuo Zi'an looked at him with a complicated expression that was both injured and ambitious, and his heart suddenly became complicated, and he couldn't say what he could do.