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"However, I would like to remind my little brother that if you hear any movement in the past two days, it is better not to open the door. There may be evil guests in troubled times. Goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, he got up and took off the word "sword", and walked towards the door while watching it fascinated.

Outside the door, a bearded man saw Chao Xiaoshu coming out, and quickly chased after him.

After a while, he said, "What kind of broken characters are these? Brother, didn't you come to see who is so bold and dares to occupy the shop of my fish and dragon gang? Why are you so enthusiastic about this broken characters."

He gave the man a look at Xiaoshu, and said, "What do you know, these two shops will be theirs from now on, don't bother."

Hearing this, the man was puzzled.

Not long after, Ye Zhen in the house closed the door, looked at the still closed door next to him, and said helplessly, "What are these two guys doing in the house?"

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Zhen walked around the capital.

Stopping and stopping along the way, Datang is worthy of being the most powerful empire in the Haotian world. This capital city may not be much smaller than the first-tier cities in modern society.

Suddenly, a cry came and attracted Ye Zhen's attention.

"Do not miss passing through"

Ye Zhen heard the reputation and saw an old man in gray clothes yelling hard in front of a big booth. On the booth was marked with four big characters: writing and lucky.

Seeing the old man yelling, he walked back and forth in front of the booth with impatient and longing eyes.

"Do you want to get a prize for writing?"

Ye Zhen whispered, thinking, "Why does it feel so familiar? Mad's stupid memory is becoming more and more blurred." It's just that there are so many people with mixed eyes, it's hard for Ye Zhen to take out the cowhide to see.

Then the next moment, the old man stopped a group of children, and then said to one of them, "Come on, let's get a prize for writing. It's only for one day. Can the little fat man know how to write?"

The little fat man said, "I don't know how to write many words."

The old man said indifferently, "Can you write characters?"

The little fat man nodded. I am afraid that a person from the Tang Kingdom can write such a simple word.

The old man led the little fat man to a sand table, handed him a stick, and said, "Little guy, write!"

The little fat man picked up the stick and began to write. Not to mention, Ye Zhen stood by and took a look. The writing of this herringbone is quite good.

"Grandpa, it's my turn to draw a lottery!"

After writing herringbone, the little fat man hurried over, but the old man showed a look of disappointment in his eyes.

The old man patted the little fat man on the head and said, "Come with me!"

A few kids followed the old man to the booth, while the old man closed his eyes, poked his fingers in front of him, and finally stayed still.

"Peanuts, come, come, your prize is peanuts!"

After finishing speaking, he squeezed out two peanuts from a large pile of peanuts and put them in the hands of the little fat man.

When Ye Zhen saw this, his eyes widened, thinking that this was the first time he had seen such a shameless old man in his two lifetimes.

Then the next moment, the old man found Ye Zhen who was looking at him in amazement from behind, and his face was filled with a smile.

The old man didn't know how long he didn't take a bath, he just patted the dust on his body, and it was like a sandstorm, Ye Zhen's mouth trembled.

"Come on, lad, draw a lottery for writing, it doesn't cost money, do you want to try?"

The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth turned slightly, he took two steps forward, picked up the stick, then looked at the old man beside him, and said, "The herringbone is right, but I will draw it myself as a reward."

After all, Ye Zhen's expression sank instantly when he thought of the character "herringbone". He held a stick in his right hand and wrote, and a character "herringbone" was immediately outlined in the sand table.

Throwing away the stick, Ye Zhen didn't bother to talk to the old man, just picked up a bunch of candied haws and walked away.

At this point, the old man poked his head to look at the herringbone written by Ye Zhen on the sand table, was startled, and quickly threw aside the stick Ye Zhen threw on the sand table.

"There are two good characters with good characters and two characters, but one stroke is picked up, one stroke is put down, one stroke is happy, and the other stroke is sad"

A trance expression appeared on the old man's face, and he muttered "my descendant"

But looking back, Ye Zhen was nowhere to be found.

"Where is the person? Where did he go? I have been looking for the heir for 80 years!"

The old man looked left and right in the crowd, his eyes were filled with anger and delusion, because he could not find the aura of the person who wrote the character even though he released his thoughts.

Ye Zhen, on the other hand, was behind a man in black, gnawing candied haws, and stalking him openly.

Seeing the little blackie in front of him following others into a remote place, Ye Zhen gnawed on the candied haws, and said helplessly, "This boy, I've already reminded him, why do you still remember to eat but not to fight?"

Thinking about it, Ye Zhen jumped up to the roof next to him, seeing Xiao Heizi's bewildered expression after being discovered, he was speechless, why don't you run away?

Seeing Xiao Heizi being surrounded by the Tang army and struggling in the shadow of swords and swords, Ye Zhen didn't want to watch it again, a brother, there is no way to see death.

But afterward, he must be beaten up, because the elder brother doesn't listen to what he says, it's impossible to turn the world upside down!

Just when a sergeant was about to slash Xiao Heizi's back with a Tang Dao in his hand, a cold light came over him instantly.

"boom!"

The sergeant flew upside down and rolled twice on the ground, with a blood-stained bamboo stick half exposed from the armor on his back.

Such a scene caused everyone to look back. A man covered with a white cloth walked slowly with a steel sword in his hand. Along the way, the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, splashing sparks from the starting point.

When passing by Xiao Heizi, Ye Zhen said in a deep voice, "You! Get out!"

Xiao Heizi took a deep look at Ye Zhen, only to feel that these eyes seemed familiar, and he still had a deep impression, but the murderous intent revealed by these eyes made Xiao Heizi dare not look more.

Since the other party came to help him, he was one of his own, and now he wanted to hurry back to the Fish and Dragon Gang's camp and ask for help from the brothers in the gang.

"Brother, I'm going to call for reinforcements!"

Ye Zhen didn't say a word, if he let him see his appearance, he might not leave, but if he stayed, it would only become a burden to Ye Zhen.

Just half a foot into the realm of sword power, the breath can't be released for a long time, so just as Xiao Heizi left, the dozens of Tang Jun with swords in front of him rushed towards Ye Zhen with clattering armor!

"kill"

With murderous intent in his eyes, Ye Zhen let out a roar, and the steel sword that had been hanging down behind him was slammed round by Ye Zhen.

"boom!"

The two Tang Jun who rushed to the front spurted out a mouthful of blood, the Tang knife broke, the armor was dented, and their bodies flew upside down, smashing the Tang Jun behind them to the ground.

Chapter 186 The Hardest Battle