As his cultivation level improved and he became more proficient in flying, Chang Siguo's flying speed became very fast, but it was still not as fast as it was dark. Listening to various strange animal sounds coming from the dense forest below, he flew at low altitude in the dark. In a hurry.
There are very few inhabited villages in the hundreds of miles of borderland bordering the Monster Clan.
The fireworks that occasionally appear are also hunters with body-refining skills. Going deep into the mountains is not as good as going back to make ends meet in the wild.
Along the way, I met several waves of flying monks, and saw Chang Siguo walking alone at night. There was no drama of bullying the weak or bullying the weak in the wild mountains. After all, it is the consensus of most monks not to look for trouble.
Tianwanfang City is located on Tianhu Island surrounded by mountains.
The lights rippled on the water, making the islands five miles around as beautiful as gems, which could be found from a long way away.
Chang Siguo fell on the wooden porch extending to the water on the island in the middle of the lake. It was already approaching Haishi.
The various restaurants and red halls with special characteristics along the island are very lively. Khotanwanfang City is the only safe and enjoyable place to stay for a thousand or two thousand miles nearby. Many monks who ventured on the border, after making a fortune, Love coming here to relax.
Chang Siguo walked onto the island, randomly found a small waterside inn, and booked a room.
He took a stroll along the island in the middle of the lake, and saw simple granite streets and dense street shops. You could see loose and nocturnal monks everywhere. The delicate laughter of women came from the stilted building by the water, which was different from the pilgrims he had seen. The town is completely different from Niutoulingfang City.
There was feasting and feasting, and people were intoxicated.
What a comfortable place to stay.
Chang Siguo ignored the warm greeting from the woman in the attic of the Hong Kong Coliseum.
He walked into a three-story restaurant called "Liefeng Restaurant" with a good business, ordered a few special dishes, and ordered a pot of the signature spirit wine called Lieyan, twenty white jade coins per pound, on the wooden platform of the open-air waterside pavilion. In the corner of the restaurant, I poured myself a drink by myself, listening to other diners discussing the strange phenomena of heaven and earth that happened today.
Some people say that a treasure was born.
Some people countered that there was movement caused by a powerful breakthrough.
Some people speculated that it was a sign of a natural disaster. The sky was as red as blood and scary.
You can talk about anything and argue loudly.
Chang Siguo raised the bowl with one hand, saluted the half-circle moon in the sky, and drank it all in one gulp.
Indifferent on the outside, lost on the inside.
He hated the old Taoist to his core for walking so casually, and he didn't even think about it.
It’s neither windy nor sunny, it’s too difficult
A young woman with a beautiful smile and a graceful figure in a red dress walked in front. She carried a small white jade wine bottle in her left hand and a small blue and white porcelain bowl in her right hand. She laughed and greeted the regular customers who were drinking in the open air on the waterside table.
"Fuck it, boss lady"
"Fuck you to make me happy."
"It's not about the boss lady, it's about this bowl of wine. I'll pay for a double order."
"I rarely drink you"
The drunken men made all kinds of dirty talk, and it became more lively because of the arrival of the woman.
After a while, some customers' eyes secretly rolled around the proprietress's waist and chest, but no one dared to stretch out their paws.
Seeing this scene, I often thought about it and was amazed.
This woman is not simple.
The woman in the red dress drank all the way with ease. The wine flask she held in her hand could not be emptied even if it was a bottomless pit. Every bowl was genuine wine. She was sure to finish it when she touched the bowl with others. She was so proud.
Chang Siguo walked to this table, pulled out an empty chair, smiled sweetly, and sat down directly opposite, as if this remote and quiet corner was lit up with brilliance.
The move sparked boos and boos.
"The boss lady has changed her taste. She likes those who are dark and strong. Tomorrow I will open my mind and go to the slope to get more sunshine."
"You are so tanned that you can't stand the eyes of the landlady. You are just like a crooked melon with a cracked jujube."
"You're a damn sissy, that's all you need"
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He is indifferent to the jealousy and envy of diners and the unexpected blessings.
He quietly looked at the woman opposite who was raising a bowl to him with a bright smile, waiting for the woman to speak.
There is no such thing as unprovoked kindness in this world.
"Senior Brother Chang, this is the first time we meet, my little sister Cheng Hongyi, I'd like to give you a bowl."
After the woman sent the message, she smiled and said, "The guest officer doesn't give me face."
A pair of pretty eyes looked up and down at the mysterious senior brother who was calm and rising quickly across from him, and he was critical.
This senior brother, so far, has never entered the mountain gate to pay homage to the ancestor.
In the late stage of the Endless Realm, one cannot see how extraordinary he is. He only has a pair of eyes that are deep and bottomless.
Chang Siguo listened to the woman's message and was also sizing up the personality of the proprietress. It was such a coincidence that he casually walked into the restaurant owned by Baqi Zong. The two looked at each other. The bowl the woman was holding was not microwaved, and it was steady. , the smile on his face remains unchanged.
Other diners banged their wine bowls and made loud noises.
"Anyone who dares not give face to the boss lady will be thrown into the lake. Boy, don't drink if you dare."
"Don't drink. I know how to pay for the food and wine on your table."
"When the market opens, you pay five to one. If that kid doesn't drink, I'll pay five to you. Who dares to bet?"
Chang Siguo had already raised the wine bowl, stretched it out, and touched the small blue and white porcelain bowl held by the woman. A smile appeared on his face and he said, "Drink." Didn't Crazy Lu say that he would not recruit female disciples?
The two women he met were both as powerful as the men.
There was a chorus of complaints and curses from "cowards", "eggless" and "cowards" on the waterside pavilion. They wanted to see the proprietress get angry, but failed to do so. They could only vent their resentment to Chang who looked at Chang who was not highly cultivated. Think about it.
In the borderland, the atmosphere is particularly rough and tough.
After drinking several bowls of yellow soup and being in the presence of beautiful women, the aggressive temperament of some male monks unknowingly amplified.
Chang Siguo turned a deaf ear and said, "This is the message sent to you by Zou Liang."
As he ran toward the southwest, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he would definitely pass through Tianwanfang City.
Zou Liang seemed to be a careful person, so it was only right to say hello to Cheng Hongyi, who ran a restaurant here, in advance.
"Zou Liang described your appearance in the summons, as well as the bamboo-sheathed sword on your waist. He said that Senior Brother Chang might pass by in the next two days, so my little sister has been paying attention."
The woman glanced at the ugly and crudely made bamboo sheath on Senior Brother Chang's waist.
This was how she confirmed that the big black man who walked into the store was the one she was waiting for.
At this time, he couldn't understand the good-tempered Senior Brother Chang in front of him. Hearing Mrs. Zou's exaggerated description, Senior Brother Chang had a very strong temper and knocked Wu Laomang away with three punches. He was said to have a hot temper, but now he has become the target of criticism from many drinkers. Why? Can you pretend you didn’t hear it?
This reaction was unexpected and strange, not domineering enough at all.
It is even more incompatible with the identity of the "one" gatekeeper.
She deliberately sat here to test why a disciple from the mountain who had never entered the sect could become the gatekeeper of a "two" character whose name began with "one", like her, who was at the peak of Jing's mind.
The two raised their bowls again. After drinking, Chang Siguo stood up and waved his hand, "I'm leaving, I won't send you away."
Da Jing's harsh tone drew a round of boos.
Cheng Hongyi stood up to see her off, her smile still the same, and she called, "Sir, please go slowly and come back next time." Her voice was sweet, making the bones of all the drinkers feel lighter.
A tall man stood up suddenly, stood in front of Chang Siguo, stretched out his arms to stop him, grinned maliciously and said, "Little black face, come and have a drink with me before you leave."
What greeted him were several afterimages as fast as lightning and an increasingly larger fist.
The tall man was startled by the punching intention flowing from his fist. His protective power surged up and he hurriedly punched.
"Bang", the man couldn't help but flew three feet away, smashed a pot of green plants, and broke a dozen wooden boards under his feet before he could stabilize his body. His face turned red, his body's brilliance shook sharply, and his blood surged for a while. Speechless.
His soul was shaken and he suffered a big loss.
It also calmed down all the guests who were drinking and watching the excitement on the waterside terrace. It turned out that he was not a soft persimmon, but a tough one.
With just one punch, he defeated a monk in the middle stage of Jingxin Realm.
It looks like it’s too easy even though I haven’t used my full strength yet.
The two monks who came with the man stepped back, one went to check on his friend who had suffered a loss, and the other pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, standing in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "My friend, it's too much. It's just a joke to use such a heavy hand." "
"Zhong? I don't care if I don't beat him to death. I'm familiar with him, but I still think he's easy to bully. Who gives him the face to make jokes for no reason? Why don't he talk nonsense? Fight on the stage or get out of the way. Three counts to three."
Chang Siguo suddenly burst into rage, causing the woman in the red dress behind to be stunned on the spot.
She felt a little regretful in her heart. Some of the people who could be the ones with the prefix "一" were good-tempered.
He looked honest and honest, but he was actually a firecracker. He could fire with just one click, and his hands were very strong. He rushed in and attacked with mysterious punches. He was so fast that she didn't even react. If it were in the wild, the provocative guy would have died long ago. .
All the diners' eyes suddenly focused on the man blocking the road, and they burst into cheers.
They're all theatergoers.
Everyone shouted "fight", "Let's go to the fighting platform to decide the winner", "You three people are afraid of a bird" and so on. The drunkards who had found the fun were so excited that they yelled, but they only shouted at the three of them. One dared to speak against Chang Siguo.
That punch was so amazing that all the gangsters in the jungle knew it.
No matter how much they drank, they could still tell who was strong and who was weak.
The three of them had ugly faces. They were challenged by a guy who was definitely not in the Endless Realm. They couldn't stand up or down.
If the opponent is so arrogant, will his hidden strength be inferior?
It's very shameful to let him go like this. If he goes to the fighting platform, he will probably lose all his clothes and be seriously injured.
The three people looked at each other, in a dilemma.
Damn, I hit the iron plate this time.
"two"
Chang Siguo said with an expressionless face, his back to the moonlight, as quiet as a mountain.
The departure of Lao Dao left him with complicated emotions that he couldn't vent, burning like fire and making him uncomfortable. A fight might be a good choice.
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