A small episode passed, and the street people all cough and disperse.
They are used to being beaten up by the old Yang Ge, but today, they have a new look at the new owner of the teahouse. If they dare to kick the old one, it is also a cruel role.
Ye Chen calms down. Every time Lao Yang is abused, he is present, from the beginning to the end.
Yang Xuan came out, glanced at Ye Chen, and then closed the door. He wanted to get out of the room, but he was smashed in. There are many talents and many neurotics in Zhuxian Town.
"If the custom is so, the habit will be good." Ye Chen throws a charming little look at Yang Xuan.
"I see." Yang Xuan also looked back.
Street, gradually return to normal.
Old Yang Ge is very embarrassed. He covers his old waist. The thief has no face. Laozi is a martial arts expert. He has been beaten up for three days and his face is ruined.
This time, he was honest and didn't dare to knock on the door of xialan.
Outside, ye Chen ushered in new guests.
Or the Taoist fortune teller in Zhendong came to fortune telling again. Oh, no, he came to learn from him. He also took a pile of gifts and looked at Ye Chen eagerly.
To this son, ye Chen is always very direct, nothing can't be solved with one slap.
However, he underestimated the Taoist's perseverance. He came every day without bringing the next day's son. When he was beaten, he came back. He was beaten into a two skin face. Ye Chen was embarrassed to start.
Ye chenzhen passed on his skills, but not divination, but pulse, say straight white point, is to be a doctor.
Taoist music, fortune teller or doctor, can make money on the line, he is this pursuit.
Is the night, ye Chen carrying the clothes, bored walking in the street.
People who know him are quite polite. After several divinations, they all know that he is an expert. If he is proficient in arithmetic, he has to be respectful. Some big families will give some silver to show friendship.
Others send, ye Chenzhao single accept, do not white do not.
Back to the garden, he put down his clothes, then leisurely way, "follow me all the way, a few meanings."
After that, he heard a gust of fresh wind. One person jumped into the garden from outside. After a careful look, it was Yang Xuan who had been recuperating for more than ten days. His internal power was extremely vigorous.
"It's not interesting. I just want to find you to practice." Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"It's a great honor for me to be valued by Yang Xuan." Ye Chen took out the wine pot and drank it leisurely.
"Offended." Yang Xuan is also a combative master with a fierce hand and strong wind. He listens carefully and has the sound of dragon singing, which can be regarded as the most just to Yang.
Ye Chen does not hide, does not dodge, also raises the hand, claps out.
Boom!
The two palms collided with each other, and the sound of a sudden crash made all the tables and chairs in the garden fly out.
Another look at the two, ye Chen is like a monument, towering, but Yang Xuan, it is not very good, pedaling back seven or eight steps, to barely stabilize the body, throat a sweet, mouth overflowing with blood.
"What a strong internal force." Yang Xuan wiped the blood, his eyes were bright and his fighting spirit was even higher.
With his words, his internal power surged and turned into vigorous Qi to protect his body. His body was covered in darkness, which was the legendary Tiangang body protection.
"I don't know whether it's your vigorous spirit or the old man's sword." Ye Chen flicks his hand lightly, and his internal force turns into a sword Qi, which shoots at Yang Xuan. The sword spirit is too strong, and the sound is harsh. The air of the stab all makes sparks. It has the potential of thunderbolt, and the penetrating force is too overbearing.
Yang black color changes. He hastens to activate his internal power. He blesses Tiangang to protect his body.
Click!
In a flash, the gang Qi mask was broken, like white paper, pierced by the sword Qi. Along with Yang Xuan's shoulder, he was also drawn a blood gully by the sword Qi, and retreated three or five steps.
This scene, if seen by outsiders, will be shocked.
Who is Yang Xuan? He is the third expert in the Wulin. Tiangang's body protection is superb. The only one who can break his defense is Dugu Jiansheng. Now, he is easily broken. If it comes out, it will shock the Wulin.
"You... Ling Feng." Yang Xuan covered his shoulder and vomited blood, half kneeling on the ground, staring at Ye Chen.
Ling Feng? Ye Chen picked an eyebrow and said in his heart that Ling Feng in Yang Xuan's mouth must also be an expert.
This can be seen from Yang Feng's expression.
"I didn't expect that Dugu Jiansheng was a fortune teller in such a remote town, which really surprised me." Yang Xuan stood up and walked slowly. Looking at Ye Chen, he sighed and hissed, "you have cheated me. You are also good at deceiving people. What shocked me most is your ability to improve."
Hearing this, ye Chen touched his chin.
Obviously, Dugu Jiansheng is called Lingfeng, and Yang Xuan regards him as Dugu Jiansheng. If you think about it, only Dugu Jiansheng can break Tiangang's body protection. He would think so.
Can't help, ye Chen shakes his head a smile, did not admit, also did not deny.
The old Taoist of Yinshan regarded him as Yang Xuan, and Yang Ge regarded him as his disciple. Now, Yang Xuan also regarded him as Dugu sword master. He had two identities before and after. He didn't care who he loved, and the most important thing was that he didn't bother to explain."Take off the mask! It's very interesting to see an old friend with you. " Yang Xuan came forward, a face not angry, reached out to tear off Ye Chen's mask.
Ye Chen side body dodges, smile way, "take more at ease."
"Whatever you want." Yang Xuan did not force him to do so. He grabbed the jug from his waist. He took a swig at first, and then wiped the wine on his mouth. He asked, "do you know why the king of Yan caught me? Where did I offend him?"
"The king of Yan wanted to find the old Taoist priest of Yinshan to explore the tomb. As soon as his front foot arrived, you robbed the heirloom of his family. The Taoist priest of Yinshan was so angry that he put down his words. If he wanted to visit the tomb, he needed to see your head." Ye Chen coughed, "if the king of Yan wants gold and silver in the tomb, can't he follow the old path of Yinshan?"
"I'll go to his grandmother's Yang Xuan broke out and scolded, "when did I rob his treasure? This place is my first time to come, and there is the old dog of Yinshan. Last time I saw him, it was still three years ago. He didn't provoke him, so he calculated Laozi like this."
"Calm down. He may have a bad breath." Ye Chen patted Yang Xuan.
"Draught? It's too windy It's good that ye Chen didn't persuade him. Yang Xuan blew up on the spot, swearing, "the whole Wulin is chasing Lao Tzu. The army has seen more than 100000 people, and they've been chasing and intercepting all the way. Damn it, I'm asking who to provoke."
Ye Chen coughed and simply refused to persuade him. Yang Xuan was in a bad temper, which was normal.
This matter, can't blame the old Taoist Yin Mountain, blame him, a Tiangang body protection, caused the world chaos.
"Well, you're a Yin Mountain. You think your life is too long." Under the big tree, Yang Xuan was still scolding. His anger broke out at this moment. He was chased all the way. He was given by the Taoist priest of Yinshan. He is the third best master in the Wulin. How proud and how can he bear it.
"Be honest and stay in Zhuxian Town. Don't run around and avoid the wind." Ye Chen handed a pot of wine.
Yang Xuan took it and gave it up in one breath. Although he wanted to settle with the old Taoist priest of Yinshan, it was not the right time. There must be a master to protect him. It is not easy to kill him.
I don't know when he got up and went out of the garden.
And ye Chen, can do, can only rub eyebrows.
At the moment, it doesn't matter whether he admits it or not. The question is whether the king of Yan wants to follow the old way of Yinshan. Whether or not Yang Xuan and the king of Yan must order to be killed. Compared with a martial arts expert, the king of Yan is more concerned with the treasure in the tomb, which may be related to his great cause of ruling the world.
Do evil!
Ye Chen scratched his head and ran to the house.
However, just out of two steps, he turned around and ran, because he smelled a charming fragrance from the air.
"In such a hurry, where are you going?" The ethereal female voice sounded, full of magic.
Words did not fall, ye Chen will see in front of the body, there is a phantom, in the moon, like a dream.
Isn't she just a demon?
"Master, what can I do for you?" Ye Chen ha ha straight smile, side smile, also side retreat.
"It's no big deal. It's just my hand. It's itchy again." The evil spirit went up and pressed Ye Chen with one hand.
On a quiet night, the screams of the tenth emperor of the great Chu, just like in legend, spread to the street, causing passers-by to look sideways and think it was a pig slaughterer?
What I want to cry most is Ye Chen. I don't know the evil spirits. Why do you beat him up every three to five times and clean him up every three to five times. I'll fight him to death!
It can be said that once an evil spirit comes, he will be seriously injured once. In light, he will be bruised and bruised, or even his muscles and bones will be broken.
He should have understood, this girl, she is really evil! He has never done anything normal in his life, but he has done it all.
PS: tomorrow update time: 7:00 p.m.
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