Misty Mountain is a famous mountain in Jiuzhou Continent. It is famous for its dangers. It is known as the cemetery of the living and the home of the strong. Surrounded by lush flowers and trees, the air is filled with miasma and clouds and mists. A young man is enjoying himself leisurely. , lying on a big tree...
From time to time, there are roars of wild beasts, the sound of flapping wings of birds and animals, and the fragrance of various exotic flowers.
The young man was Han Linxiao. Because of his cultivation, he looked the same as a young man in his twenties at the age of a hundred.
For cultivators in Jiuzhou Continent, they don't care about their age. If they reach the pinnacle of their realm, it is not a problem to live for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, they yearn to become stronger and worship the strong.
The young man jumped off the branch and looked into the distance: "Hong Ling, it's time for me to go out for a walk."
As soon as the words fell, the young man had disappeared where he was...
In Qingzhou Scorpio City, in an inn, a young man was sitting in the corner, drinking a small drink, looking at the people coming and going outside, feeling very comfortable.
"Did you hear about it? Recently, a flower-picking thief appeared in Scorpio City, and the flower-picking thief has a high level of cultivation."
"Yes!
Just because of his high cultivation level, he is very arrogant. Every time he falls in love with someone's daughter, he will post first. It is really arrogant. "
"yes!"
"Hey...but what can we do?
In the City Lord's Mansion, several strong men were sent to encircle and suppress the city, but to no avail, and there were still heavy casualties. "
In the inn, a few people's chat attracted the young man's attention, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.
"A flower picker? It's interesting."
At night, the city lord's palace in Scorpio City was brightly lit. In a main hall, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes was frowning. He looked at a man in brocade clothes next to him and asked: "Guard Li, have everything been arranged?" ?”
"City Lord, I have made all the arrangements. Thousands of masters have been ambushed near Zhang's house. This time, the flower-picking thieves will never come back."
"I hope so!"
At this moment, a young man appeared at the door of the hall and walked into the hall unsteadily...
The middle-aged man and the guard looked shocked at the sudden appearance of this young man.
The guard's expression tightened, he drew his sword and stood in front of the middle-aged man, scolding: "Who is it?"
The young man looked at the two of them calmly, "You should evacuate all the people who are ambushing the Zhang family!
Flower pickers, let me help you catch them. "
Hearing this, the middle-aged man asked doubtfully: "Who are you? Why should we trust you?"
"Look."
The two looked at the young man in astonishment, and saw the young man pinching his fingers, "Bang bang... bang..."
A clear and harsh sound resounded throughout the hall, and all the pottery in the hall exploded. Both of them were dumbfounded.
"So strong."
The young man looked at the two of them, looking innocent: "Look, you don't believe me."
"It's fine now. All the porcelain is broken. I don't know if the porcelain you have here is worth anything. I can't afford to pay for it."
"Ahem...the middle-aged man recovered from the shock after hearing what the young man said, and looked at the young man in front of him
He praised: "Your Excellency, you are very good at it. Those things are worthless. It doesn't matter."
"Captain of the guard, listen to the young hero and go and do it quickly."
"Yes! City Lord, I will take care of it right away," the guard chief said and left the hall in a hurry...
"I wonder what you have planned, young hero?" the middle-aged man asked humbly.
"Does this need any more planning?" Han Linxiao frowned slightly and asked.
I thought to myself, isn't the hand I just showed off enough to highlight my strength?
"Ahem... I'm in trouble. It's just that the flower-picking thief is very cunning, has strange footwork and high level of cultivation, so we missed many times."
"It's okay, City Lord, just keep your heart in mind! I'll leave first." Han Linxiao responded impatiently, leaving a wisp of breeze behind with a thought.
"Young hero...this."
Looking at the young man who disappeared in an instant, the middle-aged man was stunned, "He, who is he?"
"This person is so strong, why does he look ordinary and without any cultivation?"
Everyone in the Zhang family in Scorpio City felt that they were shrouded in a haze at this moment, and every place in the house was filled with servants.
Miss Zhang's and Zhang Ruping's more than a dozen servants were stationed outside the door of Zhang Ruping's room, ready to go.
In the room, a woman was crying to a man next to her.
"Husband, what should I do? We only have one daughter. The flower pickers are coming tonight. What if something happens to Ruping? How will I survive!"
The man looked at the woman beside him and comforted:
"Yurong, don't worry! I have arranged so many people in the house, and the city lord's house has also ambushed many people outside the house. It's okay. While saying this, the man was also beating a drum in his heart..."
"Hopefully!"
The woman turned to look at a young and beautiful woman next to her, "Ru Ping, mother is with you. Don't be afraid when mother is here."
"Mom, I know, I..."
There was a "click..." and at this moment, an old man was seen outside the room. He rushed in in a panic, shouting: "The master is not good."
When the three of them heard the old man's words, their expressions suddenly tightened, "What's wrong?"
"Master, all the people arranged by the City Lord's Mansion have evacuated."
When the woman heard the news, she suddenly panicked and almost fainted. She trembled and asked:
"Steward Li, what...what's going on?
Why did they all withdraw? "
"That's it, Madam. The chief guard of the City Lord's Mansion told us to rest assured that they have other arrangements."
"Husband, they have all evacuated, what other arrangements can be made?"
As she said this, the woman was already in tears...
Hearing this, the man said eagerly: "Ru Ping, you and your mother stay here. No matter what happens, don't go out. I'll go out and take a look first."
The words fell...
The man hurriedly walked out of the room. When he arrived at the door, he saw a young man lying lazily on the roof of his house, holding a wine flask in his hand, sipping wine leisurely...
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