Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 254 [Taboo]

When two figures, out of the city into the sea.

In Emperor Wudi's city, there was a moment of dead silence, and then, the clamor like waves erupted in an instant.

Regardless of whether it was the people in the city or the heroes from other places, they all rushed out of the city in one go.

Looking down from the city wall, near the four gates, it seemed that four torrents converged, and then, three of them turned around, and rushed towards the East China Sea.

Some impetuous and good martial arts people from the rivers and lakes did not care about walking at a fast pace, flying over the walls of the city and jumping out of the city.

Tens of thousands of people, rabbits rise and fall, such a spectacular scene is really rare.

It's only half a cup of tea, the city of Emperor Wudi was very lively just now, accommodating 10 people, but at this moment, it's empty, desolate, surprisingly deserted and quiet.

The one-armed old man Li Chungang, with the skill of controlling the sword in one hand, is . Such supernatural powers are like the skills of a fairy, so he can't fake it.

Furthermore, Wang Xianzhi has been in Wudi City for more than a hundred years, neither the sword god Deng Tai'a nor Cao Guanzi have ever let him go out of the city to fight.

Now, he took the initiative to go out of the city to fight against Donghai. It is not difficult to understand that this old sheepskin fur man, although his reputation has long passed, is quite a domineering character.

Such a pinnacle battle can be met but not sought.

These days, many people from the Jianghu are constantly coming to visit Wudi City, or those who have settled here early, who is not greedy?

If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

There was a lot of voices, and the main road was bustling, and it was completely gone in an instant.

Even the owner of the wine stall and the waiter of the two shops also ran out like a girl.

Shu Shu felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to follow him to have a look, but when he entered Wudi City, it was like walking on thin ice.

What's more, the current grand occasion is the old sword god and His Royal Highness, the two of them jointly created, and the group is already in the center of the vortex.

In this way, I dare not follow the big flow out of the city to watch a play.

Her mission is to protect the second son Xu Fengnian. If something goes wrong, the King of Beiliang will use her as an example to make an example of Shu Shu, so that it is inconvenient for Li Chungang to blame him.

At that time, even if he wanted one life for another, it was an extravagant hope, and his end would be destined to be worse than death.

Yang Qingfeng's face was numb, he glanced sideways at Shu Sha, and then continued to look at the inner city, keeping his expression on.

In the center of the inner city, there is a towering attic, just like the words of the emperor of Dongyue because of a broken-sleeved poet beside him:
"Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings."

Just because of such a sentence, the emperor of Dongyue exhausted most of the national treasury and erected the Tongtian Pavilion.

That number two in the world shot out just now and fell into the East China Sea.

On the East China Sea, the blue sea tides, and in the dark ocean, Li Chungang is about to fight.

Although Yang Qingfeng's face was normal, in fact, his mind was agitated and he was not ashamed.

Among the rivers and lakes, as long as he is a martial artist, who can not be overwhelmed by Li Chungang's immortal handwriting and heroic spirit who borrowed swords all over the city?
Furthermore, the grievances between the two old seniors have been followed by people all over the world since Li Chungang left Beiliang.

The gate of hell is closed, one sleeve splits the river two hundred feet, outside Xiangfan City, defeats the Wu family's sword crown, Daxueping, and achieves the realm of land sword fairy.

All these things, everything, is constantly laying the groundwork for today's battle.

On the horse's back, the toddler with the broken five fingers struggled to jump off the tall horse while Father Cheap was stunned.

Probably because of weak legs, he fell a dog and ate shit.

After getting up, I patted the dust, went to the wine stall, picked out a few bottles of good wine by myself, sat down, cared about myself, drank and enjoyed myself, very old-fashioned.

Finally, conscience found out that the old flower picker, who caught a guest from Beiliang, waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Father, you don't need money for drinking and drinking."

How could Long Yuxuan be in the mood to drink, he was afraid that His Royal Highness and the old sword god Li Chungang would both confess in this Wudi City.

Li Chungang, the God of Swords, re-entered the Land of Sword Immortals, and the strength of that mysterious son of Beiliang displayed on Daxueping was also unfathomable.

However, even so, what they have to face this time is the existence that claimed to be number two in the world that day, but no one dares to call it number one.

Wang Xianzhi is a high seat in the hearts of all people in the world, which cannot be crossed.

He, a flower picker who has just become the guest of Beiliang, does not want to be blocked in the city, to be quartered by horses, or to be trampled into a pulp.

That fate is miserable...

Long Yuxuan never dismounted.

At this time, a man with a donkey who had flowed back into the city seemed to smell the aroma of wine, so he chose a table to stay away from that naughty boy.

Taking care of himself, he rummaged through the box and took a few jugs of good wine, but he didn't forget to take out a few pieces of silver from his pocket and put them on the table, as if he had paid for the wine.

The same drinking shows different behaviors, different minds, different realms, and different strengths.

The young sword boy, who was riding upside down on the donkey, sighed and jumped off the donkey's back when he saw this scene.

Be careful, stare at the group of strangers, look and look.

This pedestrian is very strange.

The dead ghost man in black robe had a face as pale as snow without any trace of blood.

The groom is a handsome sister in Tsing Yi.

Also, the aunt on the horse, that snow-capped mountain, is really high.

Almost broke out!

The young and inexperienced sword boy was horrified when he saw it.

When he saw Shu Sha, who was still charming, he exchanged a charming glance with him, and the young man's face flushed instantly, his neck was thick, and his breathing was rough.

The sword boy, who didn't deserve his name, suddenly felt awkward, and immediately turned his head away, not daring to meet the aunt's eyes.

At this time, the old man who was drinking beside him often reminded:
"Walking in the rivers and lakes, don't forget the taboos, old nuns, naive children, and beautiful women, these three kinds of people, you can't touch them, you can't touch them.

If the way is not enough, it is very likely that the boat will capsize in the gutter and lose his life. "

Hearing this, the young man who was named Sanlu by the master lowered his head slightly.

Secretly thinking, that aunt is good-looking, but it's a pity that she is a bit older and doesn't look like a decent lady.

He didn't like it very much.

Feast your eyes, that's about it.

Just when the young man was feeling sorry, he caught a glimpse and saw a face in the carriage. Through the curtain, he was stunned for an instant.

Seeing the beauty through the bead curtain, Sanlu felt as if struck by lightning.

The middle-aged man, who was drinking slowly, caught a glimpse of Jiantong being so lost, and smiled.

Following the young man's sluggish gaze, it was an indistinguishably beautiful face. This kid has a good eye!
Don't say that Sanlu covets beauty, that's how it happened just now, but this kid has been wronged.

The little girl behind the curtain is good-looking, but compared to the girl surnamed Chen I saw in Luoshen Garden not long ago, she is still a little worse.

At that time, I never saw Sanlu so out of his mind.

The woman hiding behind the curtain, seemed to be angry with Sanlu's straight eyes, frowned slightly, let go of the curtain, and never saw each other again.

Sanlu slowly came back to his senses, full of heart and belly, ashamed of his appearance, the middle-aged man was amused for a while.

Could it be that I really like it?

Deng Tai'a only knew how to practice swords all his life, so he knew nothing about this kind of love between men and women.

In this way, naturally, it is impossible to talk about how to untie Sanlu's heart knot.

Let it be.

(End of this chapter)