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Chapter 3 Notting City

Duan Qing was unbelievable about these myths and legends. What he knew was entirely due to his interest.

Bai Nianchen, who was standing by, didn't care much about these myths and legends. He just listened and learned about the local customs and culture.

Bai Nianchen was thinking about another thing in his mind at this time. They were going to go to the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Notting City to awaken the Martial Soul. In this way, the Martial Soul Hall has not disappeared yet.

If the Spirit Hall has not yet been destroyed, it means that Tang San has not grown up yet. This means that I still have the opportunity to hold my thighs.

It seems that we should pay more attention to this matter in the future. If we miss the thigh of Tang San, it would be a pity. Bai Nianchen thought to himself.

In his opinion, Tang San, who has the halo of the protagonist, can definitely enjoy delicious food and drink it. Maybe he can become a god in the end, which is really wonderful.

Bai Nianchen felt that his future was shining. It was really not too satisfying to know the plot.

"Ha ha!"

When Bai Nianchen thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Bai Nianchen, why are you laughing?" Duan Qing, who was talking, asked in confusion when he saw Bai Nianchen laughing.

"It's okay, I just thought of some happy things." Bai Nianchen said.

"Europe!"

After Duan Qing answered briefly, he began to take care of himself, while Bai Nianchen continued to imagine his bright future.

But what Bai Nianchen didn't know was that things were far from as simple as he thought. Tang San was also a human being, and he was not perfect after all.

He didn't know that, many years later, he not only did not hold Tang San's thigh, but instead faced him with his wars.

As the evening approached, Bai Nianchen, who was in the horse team, saw the city wall in the distance, and Notting City was right in front of him.

As the way, Bai Nianchen truly realized the remoteness of Qingshan Village, the road was tortuous and the journey was long. No wonder the deacon from the Wuhun Hall came to Qingshan Village.

Since Notting City is very close to the border of the Tiandou Empire, the city walls are built very thick. The city defense force stands at the city gate and inspects the pedestrians coming and going.

These city defense forces emit powerful soul power fluctuations, and they must be soul masters.

After inspection, the convoy of Qingshan Village entered Notting City. Notting City was very lively and the tall buildings attracted the attention.

As night is approaching, lights are lit in many houses, and the streets are also shining with bright light, a prosperous scene.

The convoy of Qingshan Village came to a courtyard, and the Qingshan Game Shop was written outside the courtyard.

This courtyard is jointly rented by villagers in Qingshan Village, and is a place where Qingshan Village specializes in selling prey.

"After a day, let's take a break here tonight. We will sell these prey tomorrow." Zhang Ji shouted in front of the horse team.

After hearing Zhang Ji's words, the men in Qingshan Village began to unload their prey on the truck.

"Nian Chen, come with me!"

While the men were unloading the goods, Duan Qing suddenly pulled Bai Nianchen and ran out quietly.

"Where are we going?" Bai Nianchen, who was pulled by Duan Qing, asked in confusion.

“Go and have something delicious.”

"What's it?"

"Ice cream!"

Duan Qing and Bai Nianchen were running on the street, Duan Qing led the way in front, and Bai Nianchen followed behind him.

"Duan Qing, have you been here before?" Bai Nianchen smiled as he looked at Duan Qing's familiarity with the road.

"Yes, I used to come out with my dad."

Dangdangdang~

The sound of iron making sounded, the temperature in front of him was getting higher and higher, and a big flag with the words "iron" fluttered in the wind.

Duan Qing and the others passed by a blacksmith shop. Bai Nianchen saw the blacksmith inside hammering the burning iron blocks and sparks were splashing everywhere.

Bai Nianchen's pace became slow. He was not interested in ironworking, but he wanted an iron gun. The wooden gun now is no longer suitable for him to practice guns.

The wooden gun is too light!

"Nianchen, what are you doing? Hurry up, the ice cream I took you to is super delicious, good quality and cheap, and it will be gone if you go late."

Duan Qing ran and shouted.

"You go first, I'll be there later." Bai Nianchen shouted to Duan Qing.

"Then hurry up!" Duan Qing replied to Bai Nianchen and continued to run ahead.

After turning a corner, a shop with ice cream pattern appeared in front of Duan Qing, and a happy smile immediately appeared on Duan Qing's face.

"Boss, come two ice creams!" When he arrived at the store, Duan Qing said to the clerk.

"Kid, you came in time, there are only two ice cream left in our store." The clerk said with a smile.

"Is that so good?" Duan Qing smiled happily.

Bai Nianchen and himself were exactly one, Duan Qing thought to himself.

A boy about eleven or twelve years old was walking on the road, his face bruised, and he seemed to have just been beaten by someone.

"Xiao Chenyu, you turtle bastard, just relying on your good father, when I, Wang Sheng, become stronger, I will return everything you give me to you sooner or later."

This young man is Wang Sheng, a work student at Notting City Junior Soul Master College. Just now, he was bullied by Xiao Chenyu and others as an ordinary student.

He was so resentful that he wanted to eat some ice cream to comfort his soul.

When he first arrived at the store, he happened to see a little boy of five or six years old who took two ice creams from the clerk.

"Give me an ice cream." Wang Sheng walked over quickly and said to the clerk.

"Sorry, the ice cream in our store has been sold out."

"But why does he have it?" Wang Sheng pointed at Duan Qing not far away and questioned.

“That’s the last two ice creams in our store.”

As soon as the clerk finished speaking, he closed the store.

When Wang Sheng saw Duan Qing holding two ice creams alone, he thought about buying one from him.

"Little brother, brother, you can't finish eating two ice creams, can you sell one to me?"

Duan Qing, who was standing here waiting for Bai Nianchen, saw a burly boy coming over, looked at the ice cream in his hand, and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, brother, there is an ice cream that I want to give to my friend, so I can't sell it to you." Duan Qing said with a smile.

Hearing Duan Qing's words, Wang Sheng's face immediately turned gloomy, and the original resentment suddenly aroused.

"Why? Why do everything go wrong? Why do everyone go against me? I can't deal with Xiao Chenyu, can't I deal with a child?" Wang Sheng roared angrily.

"You just say you'll give it or not?"

A powerful soul power fluctuation emanated from Wang Sheng's body. Wang Sheng approached Duan Qing step by step, with a fierce tone.

"You??? You are a soul savior!"

Feeling the soul power fluctuations on Wang Sheng's body, Duan Qing retreated tremblingly.

"Since you know, why don't you hand over the ice cream?" Wang Shengju looked down at Duan Qing and said coldly.

Duan Qing was timid. Under Wang Sheng's coercion, he slowly handed Wang Sheng an ice cream.

"Brother, I'll give you my ice cream. Please don't rob my friend's ice cream." Duan Qing said with red eyes.

"You know your identity!"

Wang Sheng snatched the ice cream from Duan Qing's hand with one hand and turned around and left.

"stop!"

A tender voice sounded from behind Wang Sheng, and with a whoosh, a bamboo pole shot towards him like an arrow.

After studying at Notting Academy for five years, he would naturally not be hit. The soul power in his body was slapped out with one palm, and the flying bamboo pole instantly shattered.

"Who's sneak attack?"

"It's me!"

At the turn, Bai Nianchen slowly walked over and held a bamboo pole he picked up from somewhere in his hand. The bamboo pole was eight feet long and was held in his hand like a spear.

"Give him his ice cream back!" Bai Nianchen pointed the bamboo pole in his hand at Wang Sheng and said sternly.
Chapter completed!
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