Chapter 798

When Tang zicui looks at her, she doesn't know why.

Take her out of the world? To the world of Tang Zichen? Is this a joke?

It's like a picture hundreds of years ago. Can you bring out the people in the picture?

The same thing. This is the world of memory, not the real existence of the alien world. Even if it is the alien world, it is not so easy to break the space.

"I beg you." Xiaocui looks at Tang Zichen eagerly.

"Don't be silly."

"Why? Can't you go back? "

"There's no way."

"How did you come to our world?"

"Struck by thunder."

"Don't lie to me. You must have a way to leave. Take me, will you?"

"Come on, don't be silly. It's OK. I'll go first." Tang Zichen flew out of the window.

Xiaocui stands in front of the window, looking at Tang Zichen sadly.

Tang Zichen understood that there are always some people who are especially tired of the world and want to leave the world. Unfortunately, it is impossible.

Tang Zichen had to get more guidance in the next fifty days. He had to stop wasting his time in the next fifty days.

Tang Zichen is walking in the street. People on the street seem to know him and avoid him one after another.

Tang Zichen was depressed. Is song Xiaolou so terrible?

"Catch the thief." There was a sudden shout ahead.

"Thief, do you know who I am? I'm the young master of the cloud family. I like your crutch. I want it. "

"Catch the thief."

"Bang." The old man was slapped to the ground.

"Call me to kill you again."

Many people in the street saw it, but no one dares to go up, because the other party is the young master of the cloud family. Although the cloud family is not as good as the Song family, no one dares to provoke it.

At this time, Tang Zichen went up.

"I like this crutch, too." Tang Zichen snatched the crutch.

"Oh, it's the second young master of song. OK, if you like it, it's for you." The young master of the cloud family has no complaints.

Then Tang Zichen handed the crutch to the old man who was knocked down on the ground.

The old man looked at Tang Zichen in fear.

"Take it back, old man. No one dares to rob you for crutches." Tang Zichen said.

The old man looked at Tang Zichen inexplicably, and finally took the crutch tremblingly. Of course, the old man recognized song Xiaolou.

At the moment, not only the old people, but also many people on the street feel puzzled. Song Xiaolou took the wrong medicine.

The young master of the cloud family said, "Song Xiaolou, are you crazy? What are you doing? Are you funny, being a good man? "

"Pop." Tang Zichen slapped him in the face.

"Song Xiaolou, you?"

"You just injured the old man. How much medical expenses should you pay? Take it out yourself. Don't force me to do it."

"Song Xiaolou, you are sick."

"Bang." Tang Zichen stunned the young master of the cloud family with one punch. Then he found his purse and kicked the young master of the cloud family away.

"Old man, this is the medical expenses he compensated for you. Go quickly."

"Ah."

"No, not yet."

"Thank you, thank you."

People around looked at Tang Zichen puzzledly. Is the infamous song Xiaolou going to change his ways?

In any case, what Tang Zichen did this morning spread quickly among a part of the population of cangmu city.

Tang Zichen's first step to change his image is to go out completely.

Tang Zichen only needs to continue to do good deeds, and he will certainly erase his bad reputation. In this way, the owner of Qingju museum may be able to guide Tang Zichen's medical skills.

In addition, Tang Zichen had no other way to improve his medical skills.

Tang Zichen can't force the master of the library to guide his medical skills. Don't say that Tang Zichen can't win the battle. Even if he wins, people are unwilling to guide him and threaten him, he can only guide him in the wrong direction.

After Tang Zichen finished a good deed, he did not continue to do good deeds in the street.

If he does too much good in one day, others will think that he is acting on purpose.

When Tang Zichen passed a street, he suddenly saw a family in front of him with white lanterns and cloth. It seemed that he was engaged in a funeral.

Tang Zichen went in and saw a familiar face on the hall. It was Yang kaishou who was just in the brothel and wanted to take his head. Tang Zichen also saw a girl kneeling on the ground in filial piety. The girl came to assassinate him last night.

Tang Zichen walked into the hall immediately.

Those people were shocked when they saw Tang Zichen, especially the man who had just been beaten by Tang Zichen in the brothel. His lips were still white, and he seemed to be seriously injured."What are you doing here?" At this time, the assassin named Yang Xi hit Tang Zichen with a sword.

"Click." Tang Zichen broke her sword at once.

That Yang kaishou said: "Xiaoxi, you step down, even I am not his opponent." With that, Yang kaishou looked at Tang Zichen angrily and hummed, "Song Xiaolou, do you want to destroy the corpse?"

Tang Zichen said, "I'll go as soon as I go."

Tang Zichen finished three incense, kowtowed a few heads, then got up and walked to Yang kaishou, said: "stand still."

With that, Tang Zichen stabbed several silver needles into Yang kaishou's body.

"You."

About a few minutes later, Tang Zichen said, "your injury has been cured."

Tang Zichen turned and left.

Those people all look at Tang Zichen inexplicably.

Tang Zichen didn't want to do anything. He happened to meet shangzhuxiang. After all, he was killed by song Xiaolou.

Tang Zichen then went home.

Wangcai has been killed. Tang Zichen has no followers.

"Second young master, you are back. The master and the old master have been looking for you for a long time." Said a servant.

"What can I do for you?"

"You go quickly."

In fact, Tang Zichen knew it. It must be that Tang Zichen slapped song qintian in the morning.

When Tang Zichen came to the hall, many people were waiting for him.

Tang Zichen went in.

A middle-aged man asked, "is what Qin Tian said true?"

Tang Zichen knew that this man must be the father of song Xiaolou.

"Yes."

"You, are you really a slap in the face?" An old man asked, this old man is song Xiaolou's grandfather.

Tang Zichen thought to himself that he didn't know if he had any good things, such as Gongfa or something. However, he didn't have any, because reaching this level is no longer the factor of Gongfa. Just like Tang Zichen's martial arts, if we break it down, his Sabre and sword skills will only be the ninth class martial arts.

"Yes."

"I don't believe it." A woman said that she was the mother of song Xiaolou.

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter."

Just then, the woman suddenly attacked Tang Zichen, trying to test his martial arts.

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