Chapter 1227

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 1227 kneel down and kowtow to me!

The handsome young man saw this scene and laughed!

In fact, his family is not a big family in Qingzhou City.

He was often bullied by the children of big families in Qingzhou City.

But after leaving Qingzhou City, I felt completely different from the past.

He found that no one dared to provoke him outside Qingzhou City, which also made him extremely arrogant!

At this time, he suddenly found that the bodyguard commander in red heavy armor standing next to him looked at a place.

After following the Guard commander's eyes, he gently raised his eyebrows, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and said, "it's a little interesting!"

It turned out that from the end of his sight, he saw a man coming slowly.

This man is a teenager, tall and strong, wearing an ordinary green robe.

At first glance, I knew it was the children of civilians.

What is striking is that he is carrying an extremely huge knife on his back, which is five or six meters long and much wider than him.

Dozens of meters long chains were wrapped around it. At this time, the boy tied the chains to himself.

The boy, who carried him on his back, could only see the knife at a glance, and even ignored the boy under the knife.

From a distance, it's as if the knife is moving by itself!

At this time, it was the middle of winter, and the wind was cold, and he only wore a simple green robe, with sweat dripping down his forehead.

His clothes were wet, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily.

Obviously, the huge knife on his back is a great consumption for him! He was so tired that his body shook. Every step he took was very difficult!

But even so, the boy still held his head high and his chest straight, like an inflexible javelin!

At this time, not only them, but also others above the official line saw this scene.

Everyone immediately issued a burst of low exclamation!

"How heavy is it for such a big knife?"

"I estimate that this knife weighs at least 10000 or 20000 Jin!"

"God, doesn't this mean that the boy is carrying a weight of 10000 or 20000 kilograms at this time?"

"Yes, the young man's strength is really strong. He's not old, but I think from the strength alone, he at least has the cultivation of entering Tianhe for the first time! It's amazing!" A white haired old man twisted his beard and sighed softly!

The old man who just scolded the strong young man slapped him on the back of the head and shouted in a low voice:

"See? That's what they call a young hero! You just showed off your ability, that's stupid!"

For a time, all the people and the eyes of all the caravans were attracted by the young man, talking about it one after another, and his face showed surprise!

And the teenager, as if he didn't feel it, still moved forward step by step.

At this time, the red robed youth in the inn turned a little ugly.

He felt that this young man in green robes stole his limelight and let everyone turn their attention to him.

When he was in Qingzhou, he was often ignored and looked down upon by others, so he was particularly concerned about whether others attached importance to him at this time.

So, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a faint sarcasm, "it's just a Dalit who can't even afford mustard bags. What's there to envy?"

At this time, the young man in green robe was walking to the front of the inn, and he also heard this.

The young man in green robe paused slightly, raised his eyebrows, but then walked forward.

He didn't even look inside the Inn at all. He still looked calm and walked forward step by step!

Some people in the caravan looked into the Inn and felt the eyes of others. The young man in red laughed:

"What? Is there anything wrong with what I said? If he had money to buy a mustard bag, he would not put this broken knife in the mustard bag? Instead, he would carry it directly on his shoulder?"

"If he has a mustard bag but doesn't put the knife in it, it's extremely stupid! Therefore, either he is a poor man or a fool!"

"Haha, am I right?"

Say, send out a burst of laughter.

The bodyguards and stewards around him also gave a burst of echoing laughter, and spoke out one after another to mock the young man in green robes.

"Yes, I see, this is a fool."

"This piece of iron is so heavy that he can put it in the mustard bag, but he doesn't put it. He's so tired that he's dying! What's not a fool?"

"It is also possible that he is so poor that he can't even afford a mustard bag! Haha, look at his shabby dress, you know he is a poor man."

They laughed loudly and recklessly, and their words became more and more unpleasant!

After hearing this, the green robed boy frowned and looked over there, but he still ignored them and walked forward.

Seeing his reaction, those managers and guards were more determined.

"Haha, I'm really a coward. I'm so ridiculed that I dare not even say a word."

"People are poor and have short ambitions. A poor man and a Dalit naturally dare not have much temper!"

"If you annoy us and kill him, it's also a free fight. No one will do justice for him at all."

"Haha, that's right!"

A guard in red armor flashed a playful color in his eyes, directly blocked him in front of the young man in green robe, looked at him, and jokingly laughed:

"You bitch, I think you are too poor to buy a mustard bag."

"Well, now kneel down and kowtow to me. I'll give you a mustard bag and let you put this broken knife in it. How about it!"

Said, looking at the young man in green robes with a joking face.

A sharp color flashed across the green robed boy's eyebrows. At this time, he finally raised his head slowly, looked at the guard wearing red armor, and said faintly, "get out of the way!"

"What? Let me get out of the way? Boy, how dare you talk to me like this?"

"This humble wretch!" The bodyguard in red armor, looking at the young man in green robe, said with cold eyes.

The murder flashed in his eyes.

Someone nearby sighed softly and said, "this young man's words are really unscrupulous, and he dares to offend the big family from Qingzhou!"

"He offended the bodyguard, and later he was afraid that he would be killed directly!"

Many people next to him nodded in succession to agree with him.

This young man in green robes is Chen Feng.

After leaving Ziyang sword field, Chen Feng hurried towards lingyao town.

But he didn't want to put the Dragon slaying knife in the mustard bag. He was different from minglan and others before.

Ming LAN and the previous Duan Renfeng, who were the first in their history, treasured the Dragon slaying knife as a treasure and symbol and put it in a mustard bag.