City Exchange Life Club

When a group of tortoises surrounded Zhao Yan with sticks, the three of them were very confused.

Isn't this world without Li Bai?

How can the wine become the poem of the predecessors?

"Hit me! Hit me to the death! Beat me and then drag it on to recuperate. After the injury is healed, the customer will be paid!"

The old bustard pointed at Bai Siwen and shouted in anger.

Pick up guests?

Chen Han's eyes lit up, and he suddenly lost the desire to defend himself. He stepped forward to block Bai Siwen, and said righteously, "I am the elder brother of the two of them. I will bear the consequences and let them go."

"No, no, no! I wrote the poem, and the responsibility is naturally on me. If you have any grievances and debts, you can arrest me and pick up guests. Please ravage me to your heart's content! Don't treat me like a human being." Bai Siwen pulled Chen Han back and said decisively.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to have meals and lodgings in Yihong Courtyard and receive different wives every day to have fun together?

Chen Han wanted to **** this wonderful job from him.

It's a crazy dream!

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and then said without a smile: "It's brothers who are deeply in love, okay, clean them up and send them to Master Liu's room."

The two tortoises immediately stepped forward to take people.

"Wait!" Bai Siwen roared, looked at the prostitute and asked, "Master Liu...is it a man or a woman?"

"No wonder he dared to copy the poems of his predecessors to come to my Yihong Hospital to cheat food and drink. It turns out that he has hysteria, so Master Liu can still be a woman?" The old bustard said with a sneer.

Bai Siwen's face turned pale, and he quickly pushed Chen Han to the front: "I am so moved by Brother Chen's love for boxing and boxing, so I will trouble my brother."

"No, no, one person does things and one person is responsible. Although I treat you as my brother, I can't cover up and condone your faults." Chen Han said righteously.

What are you kidding me, hosting men?

They don't want to be sunflowers.

The old bustard laughed in anger: "Did you say that you won't go? If you don't pay, just give it to me!"

"Wait this mother, that poem is indeed written by me!" Bai Siwen began to defend.

"Fart! I bullied my mother and never read a book? My mother has never been to the academy, but since she was 15 years old, she was accepted by the disciples and teachers of the academy! I have also been immersed in Zhao Jinxuan's name. Do, who does not know?"

The old man raised his head and said plausibly.

"Zhao Jinxuan? Did you do it at the age of five?"

The three of Zhao Yan had never heard of this person.

But they only have one idea.

This guy must be a transmigrator!

But this push is too much!

Nima dared to drink wine at the age of five, and was not afraid of being thrown into a dungeon as a ghost and drowned?

Bai Siwen secretly thought a step too late, and said quickly, "I have other poems. Mom, listen to me and sing it slowly. This is my life's hard work!"

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed seems to be frost on the ground..."

"This is what Zhao Jinxuan did at the age of six!"

"Also, also, when is the moon..."

"This is what Zhao Jinxuan did when he was fifteen years old!"

"I still have a pot of wine in the flower room..."

"This is what Zhao Jinxuan did when he was seventeen!"

"This is…………"

Bai Siwen recited more than a dozen songs in one go, but none of them survived. All of them were copied by the guy surnamed Zhao, and he couldn't help crying.

The old bustard sneered, turned away, and threw a book to Bai Siwen after a while: "These are all made by Zhao Jinxuan, how much can you recite?"

This collection of poems is at least five centimeters thick.

"Fuck!" Zhao Yan and the three exclaimed in unison.

This dog beep just won't leave any way for later people to live!

The old bustard said coldly: "Is there any other quibble? No, just pick me up."

"It seems that we can only use the last resort." Zhao Yan sighed, grabbed the stick with the thickness of his fist in Duke Gui's hand, and crushed it to pieces: "Today I'm going to prostitute for nothing, do you have any opinions?"

In an instant, the corridor was eerily quiet.

The old man and the others stared blankly at this scene.

This strength... is this still human?

The two women who had just accompanied Zhao Yan looked down at their intact conscience and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the conscience is still there.

"I ask you, do you have any opinion on this?" Zhao Yan took a step closer and looked down at the old man.

The old man waved his hands again and again: "No no no no."

"Humph!" Zhao Yan snorted coldly, and then asked in a deep voice, "Where is this Zhao Jinxuan now?"

This guy came through at the age of five, indicating that this is not an illusion, but a real world.

He's been here for so many years.

You must know a lot about the situation here.

Zhao Yan felt the need to ask him about it.

By the way, I also felt the need to beat him up.

Shameless people, all copied, sick!

"I...I don't know either. He has been missing for a long time. Some people say that he is hidden from the world, and some people say that he is dead."

Zhao Yan nodded and turned to leave.

"We're going to find Zhao Jinxuan now."

After walking out of Yihong Courtyard, Bai Siwen said.

He obviously also knew the importance of Zhao Jinxuan.

Chen Han said with some melancholy: "I was looking for an opportunity. I didn't expect to come to this ghost place. If I can't get out, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, my sister-in-law is so beautiful and my nephew is so cute. Even if you're gone, some men will rush to take care of you." Bai Siwen comforted.

Chen Han's face darkened: "Close the anus."

"The world is so big that the three of us alone cannot find Zhao Jinxuan. We can only mobilize the power of the world to help us find it." Zhao Yan said lightly.

His eyes fell on the palace walls of the palace.

Bai Siwen and Chen Han looked at each other: "You..."

"Yes, let the emperor order to help us find this person." Zhao Yan said decisively.

…………

At this time, in the Daxia Palace.

The lights of the imperial study flickered, and people were everywhere.

Emperor Meng Zhen, who was nearly fifty years old, was sitting on the dragon chair and was frowning because the Khitan people had committed another crime.

"Everyone, what should I do!"

Meng Zhen sighed a little tiredly.

In fact, there are only two choices, war or peace.

He definitely wouldn't dare to fight.

And, then he has to cede the land and pay indemnity, and he can't ask for it as an emperor, so someone else needs to do it.

"Your Majesty! The Khitan is aggressive, people don't want to fight, and don't use swords and weapons rashly. Otherwise, once the battle is defeated, the Khitan may be driven straight in with the might of a great victory. The Khitan barbarians are nothing more than asking for some tea, cloth and copper. What about them?" The old minister said.

"This is an old saying to seek the country, Your Majesty, don't use swords and soldiers rashly, otherwise the people will suffer if they fight. Please, Your Majesty, plan for the people of the world."

"Please, Your Majesty, plan for the people of the world!"

All the important officials in the imperial study all knelt down and begged the emperor to make peace, because they did not dare to fight.

Those who dared to be beaten have long been excluded from the court by them, or they took their lives by framing them.

In their opinion, it is impossible for the Khitan to start a full-scale war for a while, and the land will be ceded. Anyway, they are far away in the capital, and it will not affect them.

But once the fight starts, it's fine if they win, but if they lose, they won't be able to keep their glory and wealth.

And they knew that the emperor would not dare to fight.

So handed him a step down.

Negotiating peace is for the consideration of the people of the world.

The emperor sighed heavily: "Forget it, for the sake of the people of the world, I will endure the barbarians."

Just when the ministers were relieved and prepared to compliment the emperor Shengming, a sudden voice sounded.

"Damn, I didn't expect it to be so bearable? If I sleep with your wife in front of you, can you bear it?"

The whole group of people in the imperial study suddenly turned pale with shock.

"Presumptuous! Who dares to speak rudely!"

A minister looked around and scolded.

Bang!

The door of the imperial study was smashed directly.

Zhao Yan walked in with Chen Han and Bai Siwen.

"Who are you! Come, escort!"

The emperor was startled and shouted loudly.

Zhao Yan poked his ears with his little finger: "Don't call the old thing, when you were discussing betraying the country, I have already taken care of your subordinates."

Everyone in the imperial study was terrified.

"What are you trying to do! Are you trying to rebel! It's too late to retreat quickly!"

"Don't make monstrous mistakes, as long as you know your mistakes and correct them, the emperor will not treat you badly."

The ministers were trembling and wanted to persuade the three of them to return to the shore, and promised high officials and generous salaries.

boom!

Zhao Yan stomped his foot, and the ground exploded instantly.

Everyone was stunned, and didn't dare to say anything.

This... Could it be that an immortal has come down to earth?

"Two things, first, to start a war with Khitan, and second, to find Zhao Jinxuan's whereabouts."

Zhao Yan looked at the emperor and said lightly.

The emperor's face became pale, and he nodded again and again: "Zhen... No, I will order now, and I will order now."

"I can't help here either. I'll go to the frontier to play Khitan." Bai Siwen said suddenly.

Since Bai Siwen wanted to act separately, Zhao Yan had no reason to restrict his freedom and let the emperor give Bai Siwen a post of imperial envoy in the imperial edict.

After all, he is not his parents.

Bai Siwen is an adult and can be responsible for the choices he makes, since he is not afraid of death.

What is Zhao Yan afraid of?

"Remember to notify me when you find Zhao Jinxuan." Bai Siwen took the imperial edict and left with excitement.

Zhao Yan felt that he was so excited because galloping on the battlefield, which could only be imagined, finally came true.

Then the emperor wrote another imperial decree, and the whole country offered a reward for the whereabouts of Zhao Jinxuan, and the reward was 10,000 taels of silver and silver.

Zhao Yan added another sentence to the list offering a reward for Zhao Jinxuan's whereabouts: You copy your spicy next door.

If Zhao Jinxuan is a transmigrator, he can definitely understand this sentence, and maybe he will take the initiative to come to them.

"God... Immortal, I have already done as you said." The emperor looked at Zhao Yan tremblingly.

Zhao Yan nodded: "As long as you are obedient, I will not kill you. If you are not obedient, then don't blame me for being rude, and don't think about doing small tricks, it means nothing to me."

While speaking, Zhao Yan pulled out a sword offered by the emperor behind him and slashed directly at himself.

clang~

The sword body snapped into two sections in an instant.

hiss--

Everyone in the imperial study took a deep breath.

Infinite strength, invulnerable to swords and bullets.

Is this really a goddess?

"I will find you again. I will find Zhao Jinxuan and announce the world. I will know."

Zhao Yan's voice fell, grabbed Chen Han, and performed light work directly, and several ups and downs disappeared.

"Fairy! It's really a fairy!"

"With the help of immortals, why should Khitan be afraid?"

Seeing that Zhao Yan could still fly, the emperor and ministers in the imperial study were even more determined that he was an immortal.

…………

"That's it? What do we do?"

After leaving the palace, Chen Han asked Zhao Yan, it's impossible to just wait for news from Zhao Jinxuan.

"Of course not, what if Zhao Jinxuan's shameless copywriter's knowledge of the world is only superficial?" Zhao Yan asked back.

Then, without waiting for Chen Han to answer, he said to himself: "So we have to act, and we can't pin all our hopes on others."

"How to act?" Chen Han was at a loss.

Except for one Zhao Jinxuan, he didn't know where to start the investigation.

Zhao Yan's face was solemn: "Since we can enter through that door, it means that that door always exists. As long as we find that door, we can go out."

"You can only check the information, check if there are any magical and strange things or phenomena in this world, maybe there will be gains."

What chance, Zhao Yan has already thought about it.

He just wants to get out of here and go back to Blue Star now.

Chen Han sighed: "I thought it was a blessing, but I didn't expect it to be a disaster. The club couldn't get in. We were trapped here, like a cage."

"Can't get into the club?" Zhao Yan didn't expect this, because he forgot the club.

He can forget about such an important thing, and he feels that he seems to be really out of order.

After all, from a Nascent Soul cultivator, he lost his cultivation all the time, making him somewhat uneasy.

You can enter the club in the underworld.

This is proved by Chen Dabao and Chen Erbao.

But now you can't enter the club here.

And there is also Zhao Jinxuan, the copywriter who crossed over in childhood and grew up smoothly.

Did they really come to another world?

Is this really not a fantasy?

But how could the entrance to another world be in the underworld?

In the next few days, Zhao Yan and Chen Han will be checking the ancient books of this world. After all, if something magical happens, it will definitely be recorded.

They want to find clues from it.

But there was no gain for a few days.

But the two did not give up.

"I found a weird place."

Chen Han suddenly turned several historical books to different pages and arranged them together, and then said: "There is a law, in all dynasties, every three hundred years, a large number of people suddenly disappeared, their whereabouts were unknown, and then there was chaos for a period of time. It will change the dynasty.”

When Zhao Yan saw it, it was true. All of these people suddenly disappeared overnight. No one knew how they disappeared. They could only blame ghosts and gods.

No wonder the contemporary emperor Meng Zhen believed that Zhao Yan was an immortal after seeing his extraordinary strength.

The myth of ghosts and gods is very popular in this world.

"And the next three hundred years will be... this year."

Chen Han looked up at Zhao Yan.

Now they are also in this world.

If this rule still exists.

Will they be among the disappearing ones?

Where did all those who disappeared go?

[Author's digression]: There are still two thousand nights to update, please ask for a silver ticket