In Zuo Yi's impression, Chen He is a tough little old man who has never shown any skills.

But the signs in front of him showed that Chen He not only knew how to skilled, but also reached the peak of second-rate!

The owner of the tavern was a seemingly honest and honest man. When he heard the news, he ran out of the kitchen in a panic.

He was shocked when he saw Chen He on the ground and shouted at a loss: "I heard from me that it is not poisonous, it is not poisonous! Even if I, Old Song, have great courage, I would not dare to open a black store in Hangzhou Prefecture--"

"Hmph! Facts are more powerful than words! I think you are opening a black shop, go to death!"

Weng Lu seemed extremely angry. His eyes were cold, and he grabbed the owner of the tavern by the neck and threw it out casually.

The tavern owner couldn't help but flew out of the window and hit a horse stake. With a bang, his brain burst and he died.

Zuo Yi was confused again.

Damn, even Lu Weng, who has been with him since childhood, is a martial arts master, and it seems that he is definitely not a little shrimp. This simply subverts his three views.

At this moment, Zuo Yi suddenly felt that the water in his home was so deep!

If he had known that there were so many masters hidden in his home, even if he rolled around and cried, he would have asked them to teach martial arts, and he would not have wasted so many years.

But he didn't know that it was because he was worried that he would do this that his mother Dugu Lanyue ordered the slaves to not expose their martial arts in front of him.

Weng Lu killed the tavern owner and hurriedly said to Chen He: "Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Don't worry! I'll help you!"

While talking, Lu Weng came behind Chen He, spit out a trace of yellow light with both hands, and was about to stick it to Chen He's back.

At this moment, Zuo Yi didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely saw a fleeting cold light from Lu Weng's eyes.

At this moment, it suddenly changed!

Chen He, who was originally closing his eyes to use his energy to remove poison, suddenly opened his eyes and burst into tears.

The moment Lu Weng leaned over, Chen He's body, sitting cross-legged, suddenly rotated half a circle, and turned to Lu Weng, and at the same time pushed his palms hard towards Lu Weng!

"you--"

Weng Lu's eyes sank, as if he was surprised.

boom!

The two of them faced each other with four palms, and the air exploded!

A violent wind blew in all directions, lifting Zuo Yi and several guests from the adjacent tables several meters away. Tables and chairs in the air flew around, and the entire tavern was shaking and on the verge of collapse.

Zuo Yi fell to the ground, not caring about the soreness on his body, and looked at this scene in disbelief.

A second-rate expert is already so strong. That first-rate expert, a super first-rate expert, isn't he able to go to heaven?

Is this really the martial arts world?

He couldn't help but compare his strength in his heart, and finally came to a somewhat discouraged conclusion that he, a new third-rate master, might not even be able to stop a single move under these two family slaves.

The aura that the two people who were stalemate inadvertently exuded made it difficult for him to get within two meters.

Wait! How could the two of them fight?

Zuo Yi stood up and shouted in a deep voice: "Chen He! Mr. Lu! What are you doing? Stop!"

The two of them faced each other with four palms, obviously competing for internal strength.

Chen He had bleeding from the corner of his mouth and a dark air spread on his face. While vomiting his internal strength and stalemate with Weng Lu, he shouted with difficulty: "Young Master, go quickly! Weng Lu poisoned me in my wine, and he must have ulterior motives! I am afraid that he will be unfavorable to the master, so I ask the master to leave first!"

"What? Is it the poison that Weng Lu put on you?"

Zuo Yi was extremely surprised.

Weng Lu immediately retorted: "Young Master, don't listen to him! The one with ulterior motives is clearly Chen He! He must have become greedy for the treasures on you, the young master, so he attacked me! The old slave watched the young master grow up since he was a child and had no other intentions towards the young master!"

Chen He was furious: "It's simply nonsense! How could I know what treasure is on the young master? You can leave quickly! I'm extremely poisoned, and I'm afraid it's difficult to take down Weng Lu, so I can only try my best to hold him..."

Zuo Yi's eyes turned around Chen He and Lu Weng, frowned.

Logically speaking, these two people are both tried and tested slaves in their hometowns, so there should be no problem with loyalty.

But now, one of the two must be lying!

Judging from the performance of the two, Zuo Yi actually prefers Chen He to be honest. After all, Chen He is indeed poisoned first.

But it's not very certain.

Because he had already deeply realized that his family slaves had a deep routine, and just concealing martial arts would make people trust each other and it would be difficult to continue.

In uncertainty, he decided not to help each other and stay out of the matter.

It just so happened that he was planning to separate from the two of them, so he didn't leave at this time, so when would he wait!

"Hmph! No matter who you are, the truth will come to light one day! I will take a step first and let my father come to interrogate you in the future!"

After the words came, Zuo Yi jumped out of the window without hesitation, untied the leash, and turned over the horse.

Before leaving, he cut off the ropes of the other two horses and stabbed them with a sword. The two horses were in pain and frightened, and shot out like arrows and ran towards the wilderness in the distance.

Humph, no matter who is loyal or treacherous, you don’t want to catch up with me!

"drive!"

Zuo Yi grabbed the horse's belly and galloped along the official road.

The moment he left, even more violent fighting and scolding sounded in the tavern.

"I have been waiting for this day for twenty years! No one can think of ruining my big deal, go to death-"

"Hmph! Madam knew you were unreliable, so I was asked to keep an eye on you all the way! As my wife expected, I wouldn't let you succeed-"

"Okay! I want to see how good you, the abandoned disciple of Songshan, have practiced the Great Songyang Divine Palm!"

"It just so happened that I wanted to ask for advice, you are the cold iron finger of the Tianshan vulture..."

Boom boom boom boom-

The movements in the tavern were gradually lost, and Zuo Yi rode far away quickly on the official road...

Not long after, Mr. Lu's hunched figure floated out of the tavern like the wind.

At this time, his robe was broken, his mouth was bleeding, his right arm drooped weakly, his hat disappeared, his bare head exposed, and his old face was extremely gloomy.

He saw the empty horse-tethered stakes on the roadside, snorted coldly, and then he carried out his exquisite light skills, flew like snow and chasing in the direction where Zuo Yi disappeared.

After a while, an old man covered in blood staggered out of the tavern and looked at the distance with a worried look: "Young Master, I hope you can get rid of Lu Weng's pursuit and find the master as soon as possible... No! I haven't seemed to tell him the master's true identity yet! What should I do..."

...

Although Zuo Yi didn't know that Weng Lu had come after him, he didn't relax at all.
Chapter completed!