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Volume 1 Chapter 18 Zhenzhen

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    Chapter 18 Zhenzhen()

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    "As mentioned last time, the Ten Heavenly Lords deployed the Ten Absolute Formations"

    The old man was very confident and his voice was quite loud, but Jian Jun already put a bunch of five baht money on the table and stood up with a serious expression.

    As soon as the sword master stood up, the two gangsters, although reluctant, could only get up and follow the little evil star to the outside of the store. On the other side, Na Na was already waiting at the door to listen.  The guest who was reading the book hurriedly sat on it without waiting for the waiter to clear the table.

    After squeezing out of the tavern, he looked back at the crowd of people listening to books at the entrance and windows of the tavern. The male lead felt filled with a sense of accomplishment. He had brought such a rich and colorful cultural life to the ancient people who had extremely poor amateur cultural life.  But he doesn't ask for anything in return or his name. It's really great.

    "I will continue unswervingly! Haha, the road of slander cannot be explained." I muttered this sentence silently in my heart and kept walking.

    The first night in Yangzhou City was extremely peaceful.  Jianjun did not visit the brothel at night like he did in Yingchuan.  In fact, since leaving Yingchuan City, Jianjun has never done that again.  After all, although this is ancient times, people are not stupid.  Using a brothel to discredit Jingzhai is not a very important thing.  If it succeeds, it's gratifying; if it doesn't, that's okay.  In the end, everything must be resolved with the sword in hand.

    Early the next morning, the sword master was waving a long sword in the small courtyard under the package. A young gangster was on the side, holding an iron ruler made of two swords, imitating his movements in a weird way.  The other, because he had made an appointment with the local gangsters in Yangzhou, had already gone out early to inquire for information.

    Sword Lord doesn¡¯t know any subtle moves, and he can¡¯t think of any subtle moves at the moment. Therefore, he has been focusing on practicing the control of power.  How to make the sword reach wherever you want it to go in the fastest and easiest way, and cause whatever results you want it to cause, this is the sword master's idea.

    "Clang!" The iron ruler was thrown to the ground with a crisp sound. The young gangster sat down on the railing of the corridor and panted, but his face was full of happiness.  This period of time was really relaxing and happy beyond his expectation.

    Looking at the happy expression on the little gangster¡¯s face, Jianjun was also greatly affected.  The long sword was sheathed, and he sat casually on the railing with his back against the pillar, looking at the sky and breathing in the cool air, which was extremely comfortable.  Although there has been no one to control him in the past five years, the invisible sense of urgency has made it rare for Jianjun to relax like this.

    "This must be a rare relief, right? Soon, fighting and killing, fighting and iron horses, intrigues and intrigues will become the main theme of this world. The air is so good" The sword master began to think.  Don't think about it anymore, just breathe heavily and enjoy the rare relaxation.

    "Sir!" Footsteps came, and before the gangster who went out early in the morning entered the hospital, the voice came over, "Found it."

    "Walk!"

    This is a small, dilapidated courtyard located in a remote corner of the bustling Yangzhou city.  Low, old, with decaying wooden doors and mottled walls.

    ¡°Bang bang bang!¡± The local gangster who led the way smashed the wooden door, interrupting the low humming coming from the courtyard.

    "Who is it?" After a moment, a low voice asked timidly.  Although he could only hear his voice, the image of a pretty little girl with her neck curled up and looking warily at the wooden door appeared in Sword Lord's mind.

    "Xiao Zhen'er, I am Liu Bao!" the gangster responded, but his eyes were always looking at the smiling boy standing in front of the door.

    "LiuBrother Liubao, are you okay?" After another pause, Wei Zhenzhen replied again.

    "There's something wrong! Where's your father? There's a hero looking for something wrong with your father!"

    "My father is out." Wei Zhenzhen's answer was quick this time.

    "Xiao Zhen'er, can you please open the door? Let the heroes go in and wait for your father to come back." Liu Bao said while smiling at the young man flatteringly, but he knocked on the door urgingly.

    "No!" This time, the clear voice answered almost as a conditioned reflex. The voice was not loud, but it was very decisive.

    "Why not?!" Upon hearing the rejection, Liu Bao immediately became a little anxious. Behind him was a martial arts hero with a sword, and he was also a hero who had become very famous recently. Although he was younger than himself, he  I heard that he has defeated many famous masters and killed many people.  If this makes this hero impatient, what will happen?  !  "Xiao Zhen'er, what do you mean? You still can't believe it.My six treasures?  !  Open the door quickly, I really don¡¯t mean to harm you!  "

    "No!" Wei Zhenzhen was determined and her voice became louder.

    "You" Liu Bao almost wanted to kick in the door. Why is this little Zhen'er so disobedient?  !  "Open the door quickly! Be obedient! Otherwise, wait until your father comes back and see if he beats you! You"

    "It doesn't matter." Sword Lord's voice brought Liu Bao a grateful smile. This poor guy was really nervous. He knew how hard these heroes in the world were to serve.  Even if you grinned slightly at them, they might kill you.  Fortunately, this young hero has a good temper.

    ¡°My hero, how about I go out and look for Lao Wei?¡±

    "Well done!" Sword Lord naturally agreed happily to Liu Bao's suggestion, and quickly ran out of the alley after Liu Bao.

    "Hey, Young Master is such a nice person." Seeing Liu Bao running out, the gangster who was in contact with Liu Bao gave him a flattery

    "Yes, yes!" Another one immediately agreed.

    The two flattering sword masters just laughed it off.  But at this moment, there was a sound of low footsteps in the small courtyard.

    The footsteps stopped behind the door. Although Wei Zhenzhen was careful, she could not hide it from Jianjun's ears.  "The little girl is peeking through the crack in the door!" Hearing the little girl's breathing that was trying to be suppressed from behind the door, Jian Jun felt happy, turned his head and smiled at the wooden door, and the breathing behind the door was suddenly  A lag.

    "Ha, I'm scared!" Jianjun was overjoyed.  Since his debut, he has maintained his sanctimonious appearance. Although he is delicious and delicious, he is still a little depressed.  At this moment, teasing the little girl a little bit made the guy feel a little relieved.

    After a while, the little girl inside quietly let out a sigh of relief and left.

    "Hurry up! Be careful, the hero will stab you with his sword in a hurry!" An urging came from the entrance of the alley, it was Liu Bao.  Turning around, he saw Liu Bao walking towards him with an old man and a fat man.

    As soon as they entered the alley, the three of them saw the Sword Lord standing with his hands behind his back. When they looked at the huge sword held by the gangster behind the Sword Lord, they quickly accelerated their steps.  Such a big sword can't cut a person in two at once?

    "Hero, this is Lao Wei!" When he came to the door, Liu Bao introduced him hurriedly, "Olao Wei, don't open the door to let me in!"

    "Yes, yes!" After hearing Liu Bao's words, Lao Wei, who was about to say hello to the hero, suddenly realized, "Zhenzhen, open the door quickly, quickly!"

    "Here we come, dad!" A trotting voice came behind the door, and then the wooden door opened, revealing a beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old with dark eyebrows and starry eyes.

    "Come in, hero! Come in quickly!" As soon as the door opened, Lao Wei quickly called the sword master to enter the courtyard. While leading everyone towards the main room, he was still scolding the little girl who looked aggrieved, "You kid  I¡¯m really ignorant, how can I make the hero wait outside?¡±

    Looking at Wei Zhenzhen who couldn't lift her head after being scolded, Jianjun's eyes were filled with amusement. He saw the somewhat unconvinced little girl taking advantage of her father's turn to lead the way and secretly glared at him, the bad guy who had caused her to be scolded.  He couldn't help but show a mischievous smile that was exactly the same as the one just outside the door.

    "Ah!" Some angry little girls wanted to secretly glare at the bad guy, but they didn't expect to be discovered by him, and once again showed the smile that scared them, and couldn't help but scream.

    "Hero, please take a seat!" Lao Wei's family is indeed very poor, and there are only two seats in the main room. Jian Jun sat on one, but Lao Wei gave the other to the fat man.

    "My hero, I wonder what I have to do with you?" Watching the two of them sit down, Lao Wei rubbed his hands and stood opposite the Sword Lord with some embarrassment, carefully looking at the handsome young man in front of him in a wide robe and a crown.  Although I don't think this hero's features are quite ordinary, Lao Wei just thinks this hero is good-looking and comfortable.

    "I heard that you are short of money?" Jian Jun asked directly as he looked at Wei Zhenzhen, who was standing behind Lao Wei with her head lowered and secretly looking at several strangers.

    "Hehe, hehe, the little old man is indeed quite poor." Not understanding what the hero in front of him meant, Lao Wei smiled sheepishly.

    "I want to find a maid who can hold a sword for me. I wonder if Miss Wei is willing?"

    "Ah!" As soon as Jianjun finished speaking, Wei Zhenzhen, Lao Wei, and the fat man screamed at the same time.

    "What?" Seeing several people screaming, Jian Jun raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up, only to see that Wei Zhenzhen's eyes were already red.

    "Thisthis" Old Wei was at a loss, and the fat man's face was uncertain.

    "Don't worry, Miss Zhenzhen, I'm just a maid holding a sword. If the girl wants to get married in the future, I won't interfere." Seeing that the little girl was about to cry, the guy laughed, but started to talk lies.I don¡¯t even believe it myself.

    Fortunately, since the male lead came into this world, he has lived with a mask every day. With a sincere smile on his face, Wei Zhenzhen finally made Wei Zhenzhen believe the promise that he himself did not believe.

    Thirty taels of silver, deal done.

    As for the fat man who never had a chance to say a word from beginning to end, the moment he came three feet in front of Jianjun, the smell of buns made Jianjun guess his identity. He was probably that old Feng. He was indeed very fat.  Cook.
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