"Young hero, young... hero, please stay!"

"Young hero, you can do it. Help Yihan this time!"

"This July 1st Han is not really bad."

"This time, I'll just treat it as a lesson for him!"

In the distance, listening to the villagers' pleas, Qi Yihan, who rushed here, suddenly hugged Duyuan's left foot and said again, "Yes, young man, I don't think anyone can help me except you!"

But at this moment, in the distance, outside the Qixing Inn, a teenager with a sharp-mouthed cheek from the Wanxin Gambling Hall walked into the Qixing Inn and asked, "Shopkeeper, what happened there?"

"Oh, it's Master, please come in!"

On the street, Du Yuan was slightly moved when he heard this, but at this moment, the voice of the wind came from his ears again and said, "Woooooo... Brother, he looks so pitiful!"

But under his feet, it was not one person, but two. Duyuan knew that the scholar was being hugged on the left. If he was not mistaken, the one holding his right foot was a rival named Qiyihan. He had some strength. He actually used it all at this moment, not hugging, but wanted to overturn Duyuan directly to the ground. Because this person was the rival of Qiyihan, he had been killed once. As an honest farmer in Ancheng, he was also willing to sacrifice today. In other words, seeing is false, and temptation is true, not to mention anything else.

I was hurt by the past because sometimes I thought about it. Or was it because I was confused at the beginning, or I was clearly the trick of the boy Qiyihan, why was even Wan Xinren from Wan Mansion, the most powerful enemy, indifferent, and let the boy Qiyihan's boy marry his favorite Qimei back so smoothly. In other words, the four kings of Wan Xin's gambling hall are there and the bald Zhou Mao is there. If they don't show up, at least Wan Xinren will also smash the wedding scene of Qiyihan for himself.

On the side, Qiyihan said angrily, "Siyong, what are you trying to do?"

"Hehe, need to say, of course I am here to help you keep this young man here!" Although Qi Siyong said this, his arms suddenly bulged with brute force, and shouted angrily, "Fall me down!" But he fell. Duyuan had already been caught by the side bow, but Qi Siyong was not a "turning the willow" and was lifted in mid-air. At this moment, Qi Siyong didn't just overturn Duyuan directly to the ground, even if he landed on the ground, it would be almost impossible.

Du Yuan didn't smile and said, "Drink, you are so naughty, don't you see who I am!"

Qi Siyong hung upside down in the air, but his forehead was not rushing to the slightest, and said in horror, "Young hero, I... I was wrong!"

"Wrong, what's wrong!"

"I don't know, the young man is so brave!"

Duyuan smiled slightly and said, "Okay, today I will let you see what kung fu is!" Duyuan said as he fell, raised his left hand on the spot, jumped, stepped on a half-person-high shelf on the side of the road, with a loud "click" sound, and a burst of flying and bursting, instantly soaring into the air three feet in an instant, like a big roc spreading its wings and soaring in the sky.

"Wow!"

“Wow!”

"What a handsome kung fu!" But just as everyone was surprised, the young man in white turned around and pulled up, turned his feet and stepped into the air again. With a loud bang, bricks and stones on the ground suddenly flew into the air. A burst of dust filled, and three figures appeared in everyone's sight again. When everyone stepped forward, they saw that the young man in white had already "cracked" under the feet of the young man in white had already "cracked". He stepped slightly, and crushed into gravel in a dense crack.

Among the passers-by, one of the citizens, looked at Qu Zhifeng not far away, and said, "That's all there is to say, this young hero must be a disciple of the cultivation world!"

"Not!"

"It must be a disciple of Shushan Immortal Sword Sect!"

At this moment, on the road, Du Yuan smiled slightly, relaxed his hands, Qi Yi Han, Qi Siyong had already collapsed on the ground like mud.

At this moment, in Yuan'an City, the largest private chaebol government, Wan Mansion, and Wanxin Hall, a gorgeously dressed teenager with a golden jade on his ten fingers, with an ugly face, holding a paper fan in his hand, shaking in the air, smiling proudly, and said, "Haha...haha..."

"Hehe, Master Wan, this is really a congratulations!"

Master Wan smiled and said, "Well... Zhou Mao, you did a good job in this matter and you have to reward you well!"

Zhou Mao continued, bowed his body, and said, "Then, thank you Boss Wan!"

"Ah, my god, no... it's not good, something big happened!" At this moment, a pointed-mouthed boy and a servant of Wan Xintang ran into the house.

When Lord Wan saw his confidant, he was sweating profusely, and immediately said angrily, "You are looking for death, why are you so panicked!"

The confidant, Wang, said for a moment, "Report... The master of the hall, something big happened. The young man is coming!"

"Young hero, what young hero, your head is cramped, you!"

"I dared to talk nonsense. Now it's been a lot of rumor outside. I said that July 19th is invited to a "expert" and said that what is the response to the Qixi Festival wonders!"

Lord Wan said furiously, "Don't you, this seventh sister has just been caught?"

On the side, Zhou Mao, the chief officer, immediately said, "Ye Yes, are you talking about a strong young man in white clothes?"

The sir immediately agreed to the promise, "Yes, yes...yes, I also heard that according to the boss of Qixing Inn, I just drank 57 jars...that's it!"

"Ahhhh, it's really a bad thing?"

Seeing this, Lord Wan was secretly surprised. With years of experience, it was the first time that the two confidants were so ruthless and said, "Zhou Mao, I have, my Wan family is rich and powerful. What kind of young hero, young man, even a hero, are you thinking about this?"

When Zhou Mao heard this, he said with panic, "Master Wan, you don't know. Just now, my subordinates also went to take the letter to strong man, and I have seen this person. I also wanted to take this opportunity to teach you a good lesson to the poor scholar, but when I saw the boy in white present, I was so scared, me!" Zhou Maoyan fell, waved his sleeves, wiped his forehead and put cold sweat. If he had to wipe his sweat, he wanted to go up and wipe him.

"Zhou Mao, what's the truth?"

"Master, this is absolutely true. I have dealt with many people from all over the world. That young man is not a martial arts world, he must be a person from the cultivation world, a swordsman!"

Master Wan, when he heard this, took a deep breath and fell on his seat, and said in surprise, "People in the cultivation world!?"

The Lord Wan was surprised because of this because of the people in the cultivation world. Yuan'an County is not without people. The Wanxin family in Yuan'an City has such a prominent wealth and status today, which is thanks to a person in the cultivation world. This generation is the only Wanxin gambling hall in Yuan'an City. Not only that, the Wan family is also the only foreign family in Yuan'an City. At that time, the ancestor of the Wan family, who moved in the first generation, met a senior from the cultivation world. Later, the ancestor of the Wanxin family not only moved in with an alien surname, but also made the descendants of the future generations the largest chaebol in Yuan'an City. The Wanxin gambling hall he runs earn more than a thousand taels a day, and further consolidated the Wanfu's status in the Seven Star City. However, at this point, only one or two confidants around the Wanxin family knew about the important secrets of the Wanxin family.
Chapter completed!