Fox Demon: Start by selling Tushan Honghong

"No!"

But who knew that Wang Quan was unrelenting all night, and when he saw that Xu Lang did not agree to him, he directly pulled out his sword and attacked Xu Lang, wanting to force Xu Lang to fight with him in this way.

Many people in the Daomen know that the head of this generation of King's Power Villa is a sword idiot, and he is so fond of swords that he has almost reached the point of madness

Now that he had finally found someone who used the same kendo views as him, how could he easily let it go.

Xu Lang looked at the attacking long sword, did not dodge or dodge, and stood in place expressionlessly.

The cold wind flashed, and the blade stopped at Xu Lang's neck.

Wang Quan retracted his sword from its scabbard without saying a word, and then turned away directly.

He sighed, his back a little lonely.

There was no reaction to such a close attack, this person must have been lying to him just now, it seems that he was mistaken.

......

Xu Lang looked at Wang Quan's back all night, and his face did not show any expression.

If he hadn't felt the murderous aura on Wang Quan Yiyi just now, that distance, if he wanted to, Wang Quan Yi Yi would have died.

"Ding, the hidden mission is complete, and I first know the sword intent of the king's power. "

Reward supernatural powers, shrink the ground into inches. "

The sword intent of royal power?

The fierce sword intent just now is not the sword intent of royal power.

Xu Lang looked pensive, in this way, his previous guess that Wang Quan was the son of the head of the Wang Quan Villa might be correct, otherwise he would not have appreciated the sword intent of the strongest magic weapon of the Dao Sect, the Wang Quan Sword, so young.

"Shrink the ground into inches... It's a handy supernatural power. "

The divine power is accommodating, and in the next moment, all the mysteries of Xu Lang about shrinking the ground into inches have been fully collected.

Stretch and snort.

"Let's go to the nearby towns.

Xu Lang stepped out, and the next moment the figure had appeared thousands of meters away, disappearing without a trace in a flash.

......

"Cookcakes, freshly baked cookcakes!" "

Crispy pears, sweet and delicious crispy pears." "

Master Dao, try the crispy pear, it's sweet. "

No, thank you. Xu

Lang walked on the street boring wandering, because he was wearing a Taoist robe, so it attracted the attention of others, this year the Taoist priest enjoys a very respectful status in the society, after all, the comfort of ordinary people, all rely on the Taoist priest to protect.

"Master Dao, come up and play!"

At this time, several women in the attic next to Xu Lang were dressed in flowers and branches, throwing handkerchiefs and shouting angrily at Xu Lang.

"Master Dao, come on. "

Come on!" The

woman's charming eyes, every smile and smile seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, which made people want to stop.

But Xu Lang's expression was calm, and his heart was as calm as water, heh, a mere woman, how could he compare with his great cause? Just as Xu Lang was

about to leave, a noisy voice suddenly came from above the attic.

"Okay, you stinky Taoist, after playing, our sisters

didn't even give money!" "I, I, I don't have any money, and you didn't say you wanted money when you asked me to come up!" "you, I'll let you play casually when you are a lady? If you don't give money, you don't want to leave today!" Xu

Lang, who was

about to leave, suddenly stopped, and at this moment, the fire of gossip engraved in the bones of the Chinese people was completely ignited.

Xu Lang suddenly looked like he was watching a good show, and stood with the surrounding crowd and looked into the attic.

After a while, a disheveled young Taoist priest ran down from the second floor of the attic.

The Taoist priest's appearance was very miserable, the Taoist robe on his body was torn one by one, and several blood marks were scratched on his face and body.

And behind the Taoist priest, several women chased after him, and Xu Lang watched as those women scratched several blood marks on the back of the Taoist priest.

They are all selling their bodies, they rely on their bodies to eat, and if someone doesn't give money, that's breaking their rules, they don't care who you are, whether you are a Taoist priest or not, whether you can do magic or not, even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes, you have to give money!

Xu Lang stood in the crowd and watched excitedly.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I really don't have any money. The

little Taoist priest was beaten in the attic, looking very miserable, suddenly, he saw Xu Lang in the crowd, and the Taoist robe was so conspicuous in the crowd.

The next moment, he shouted loudly at Xu Lang: "Senior brother, senior brother save me."

Xu Lang's smile suddenly froze on his face, he was not good, and he was just about to leave, but the woman in the attic was quick and rushed out and grabbed Xu Lang's clothes.

"You said his senior brother, you are not allowed to leave! She went upstairs and didn't give money, you have to give the money for him!"

I saw that the crowd around me began to move away from Xu Lang.

Xu Lang was a little big-headed, but he didn't expect to see himself when he saw the excitement.

He explained helplessly: "You misunderstood, I'm not his senior brother, I don't know who he is at all."

When the little Taoist priest in the attic heard Xu Lang's words, he immediately shouted anxiously

: "Senior brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't make you angry, you save me, senior brother, senior brother!" The woman was the old bustard of this shop, and when she heard the Taoist priest's words, she said: "You still want to lie to me, I have seen a lot of your little tricks, and you want to pretend that you don't know him? I tell you that it is impossible! If you don't give money today, don't think about leaving either of you." "

Xu Lang is one head and two big, in fact, if he really wants to leave, no one can stop him here, but these are ordinary people, and he doesn't want to use too rough methods.

Xu Lang glanced at the Taoist priest in the attic and asked, "How much silver does he owe you?"

The old bustard stretched out a finger: "Ten taels!"

The little Taoist priest in the attic glared: "Your body is made of gold?

Xu Lang really couldn't bear to look at it again.

The old bustard smiled and said: "Master Dao, you don't know, your junior brother is really powerful, after coming to our store, he ordered our two girls, and now our two girls are lying on the bed and can't get off, you also know, our line of work relies on the body, and they can't get down, so it will delay the day's business, so it is naturally a little more expensive."

Xu Lang casually threw out a gold ingot: "That's enough."

The old bustard's eyes were straight, and he bit the gold ingot hard with his teeth, and after confirming, the smile on his face was like a blooming old chrysanthemum: "Enough is enough, the girls hurry up and let go of the Dao Master, and quickly serve the two Dao Masters."

"Here we go!" These

women's attitudes have taken an 80-degree turn, fully explaining what it means to be rich and uncle.