Chapter fifty-one(1/2)
Three days later.
Yunzhou is northerly.
On one side of a rammed earth avenue, a small tea shed stands.
Various chariots and horses passed by, emitting waves of dust.
Many tourists from the world rest here, talking about the disastrous defeat of the Zhengdao League a few days ago.
"The finalization of this batch of blacklist quotas is probably a solid matter."
Someone said.
"You guess will that terrible player be on the list?"
"It's still necessary to ask? Cui's reward of 30,000 taels to arrest Chen Xuan, and Longteng Martial Arts Hall offers a reward of 50,000 taels. In addition, many people from other sects died in the big explosion. They are also offering rewards for Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan's bounty can exceed 100,000, and maybe close to 120,000. The first hundredth in the blacklist is Zhang Biao, the bounty of 'Ghost Sword', and the bounty is only 88,000 taels. Do you think Chen Xuan can be on the list?"
Humane.
"Hiss, he will definitely be on the list now. The bounty exceeds 100,000, and he is so young, it is really rare!"
"Hey, there is such a cruel and ruthless person among the left path. It's not a blessing for the right path!"
…
"Hmph, I'm going to say that Chen Xuan is nothing special. If I encounter him, I can kill him with one knife!"
Suddenly, someone sneered.
Everyone turned back.
I saw a man wearing a hat and a cloak sitting on the table on one side, with a cold face and a few beards on his chin, which felt a sense of vicissitudes of wind and sun.
The other two were on the same side, both of whom were slightly dark in their skin, cold eyes and a hint of conceit. They seemed to be waiting for someone. From beginning to end, neither of them spoke, with a cold face, and looked at the Avenue from time to time.
"Who are you?"
Someone asked.
"Walking in the world, you don't necessarily have to have your own name. There are many people who don't deserve the name. What's the point of even reporting a name?"
The man in the hat said coldly.
"That stunning player is very powerful, and even senior Fang is killed by him. Can you defeat him?"
Someone said.
The man in the hat sneered and said, "He killed Fang Xuanwen just by using poison. Besides, Fang Xuanwen had been seriously injured before, and his strength was less than 50%. In addition, he was poisoned, and less than 30%. There is nothing worth bragging about. If I encounter it, I will kill it with one knife."
Many people were secretly surprised and glanced at the man in the hat.
He knows a lot.
Could it be a great master?
Opposite the tea shed.
Under the shadow of a big tree.
Chen Xuan sat on a bluestone, grabbed a big wine jar, and was accustomed to the wine with a depressed look on his face.
The white wine in this world is generally low in terms of its taste, and it tastes similar to the beer in previous lives.
I didn't want to drink, but along the way, he had a bad reputation everywhere, which made him almost evil, making him so angry that he thought of drinking to relieve his sorrows. But I didn't expect that the wine was so low that he didn't get drunk all the way.
It's really outrageous!
He wanted to throw the wine jar to the ground hard and then make a loud noise to everyone.
I am not a rude man, I am Young Master Xiaoyao!
It’s Young Master Xiaoyao!
"Brother, it's windy outside, don't you come to the shed to sit in the shed?"
Several tourists suddenly waved to him.
Chen Xuan continued to drink wine in depression.
I ignore you.
The few gangsters looked at the wine that was constantly overflowing under Chen Xuan's chin, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and the wine worms were hooked out.
Unfortunately, this tea shed only sells tea and water, not wine, which makes them feel bad.
The reason why I called Chen Xuan to sit was just to drink with him, but I didn't expect that the guy ignored him and waited for him, so they had to sit down again.
Da, da, da...
The sound of horse hooves came from far away, and three people dressed in constable costumes rushed from afar.
When approaching the tea shed, he suddenly pulled his horse and made long neighs.
The headmaster, with a rough appearance and beard, looked at the wine jar in Chen Xuan's hand. His mouth was thirsty, and he felt that the wine insects were scrambling and unbearable. He spoke in an authentic Sichuan accent.
"Oh my god, little pot, give me your little wine."
Chen Xuan glanced at him slantedly.
"Grandma, you've never heard of it? Let me do it, just one bite."
The captain continued.
"Good wine!"
Chen Xuan took another sip, glanced at the head catcher, and said, "Do you want to drink it? I won't give it to you."
"Son of Turtle, this captain is a ninth-ranked black-robed captain in the imperial court. What's wrong with drinking a sip of wine?"
The headmaster cursed.
"What a great wine."
Chen Xuan continued to sigh.
"Oh my god, you have a genital!"
The headmaster was also ambitious and cursed angrily, drove his horse to the open hood, turned over and dismounted, and cursed: "Come on, I'll give you more tea, grandma, a bear, and I won't give you a little wine."
He found a seat without a single seat, looking angry.
The two constables around him also sat down together.
The man in the hat before and the two of them at the table both flashed their eyes and looked at each other.
The old man in the tea shed quickly came over with a tray, brought the large bowl of tea and placed it on the table.
The head captain picked up the teacup and drank it in one sip. However, the tea was burned and sprayed out again, cursing and talking in a Sichuan voice.
Other tourists from the world shook their heads, stopped looking at them, and continued to discuss the previous topics.
At this time, the man in the hat on the table next to him and the other two gangsters around him suddenly stood up and walked towards the head-in-chief.
The captain was scalded by tea and cursed repeatedly. Suddenly, he saw three men in a hat coming and said, "I'm Ge, are you okay?"
"Sir, we want to invite you to eat something!"
The man in the hat sneered.
The head-in-chief said, "What do you want me to eat? Take it up!"
puff!
A flash of sword light, blood splattered, and a big head flew out directly.
Blood gushed out from the neck and rushed several meters high.
The other two constables changed their faces. Before they could react, they were stabbed by two men in the hat with swords and died one after another.
The other gangsters were shocked and hurriedly got up and drew their swords.
"Kill them all, don't let one go!"
The man in the hat shouted violently, and his body had already rushed into the crowd first and started killing, almost to the extreme.
Puff puff puff!
Ah! Ah! Ah…
Screams rang one after another, and blood splattered wildly.
The three of them were all fast swords, and the speed of their body movements was rare. Most of these tourists were just good people, and their true strength was unsatisfactory. Soon the entire tea shed was killed.
The speed was so fast that even Chen Xuan couldn't stop it.
Just then.
One of the men suddenly stepped on their feet and shot out from the tea shed. A layer of lightning light appeared in the sword in his hand, and he stabbed directly at Chen Xuan under the big tree outside the shed.
Death!
Even we can’t drink alcohol, do you want to drink it?
call!
To be continued...