Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

However, this wine shop was not a big place, it was full of guests, and the door was blocked by Uncle Cheng Yi's Seventh Son. There was no way out, so he could only wait there fearfully.

Not long after, the eyes of Mr. Cheng Zhenbo Qi, who was holding the sword, lit up, and he glanced coldly at the man who was sweating coldly. He pointed his hand, and two more people walked out from behind, both of them were acquired strong men with high aura and iron blood. , all moving towards the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

At this time, everyone in the wine shop also knew the target of the seventh son of Chengyi Bo, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it had nothing to do with them.

As for the macho man lying dead on the ground, his head already like a burst watermelon, everyone felt sorry for him, why did you insist on standing up, and ended up getting killed.

This once again confirms a truth that has been passed down since ancient times: those who stand out will die first, and it is better for people to keep a low profile.

At this time, the quiet crowd also stirred up waves again. Dozens of people looked at the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and word of mouth spread. After a while, everyone already knew his origin.

This person is a native of Nan'an County, his name is Chang Lin. He has learned some martial arts and has profound internal strength. He has access to the meridians, which is an acquired skill.

However, this person is not good at fighting with others, but he is very knowledgeable in the skills of climbing over walls, prying open doors, and using his bare hands. In other words, he is a thief in Nan'an County, and he has more than a dozen habitual thieves in the county. Belongs to the unfashionable person.

Even in the martial arts world, he is still at the bottom and the most disliked one.

And just like the news conveyed by everyone in whispers, Chang Lin's Qinggong was good, but his hand skills were not good. Therefore, under the pressure of two powerful warriors, he did not have the slightest intention to resist. His face was pale, and he was honestly beaten. Bring it to the Seventh Young Master who is not sincere.

"Kneel down."

In front of dozens of people in the wine shop, two big men, one on the left and one on the right, kicked forward in unison, causing Chang Lin's back legs to hurt, his knees to bend unconsciously, and he knelt down with a thud until he was still bleeding. On the ground, his whole body was shaking and his teeth were chattering.

The Seventh Young Master Chengyi Bo greatly enjoyed this process of attracting everyone's attention and being so majestic. Seeing that this guy was so well-behaved, his cold eyes showed a bit of satisfaction, but he was still full of murderous intent.

"You are so brave, you even dare to steal my master's things. Have you thought about how to die?"

The story goes back to half a day ago. After the seventh son of Chengyi Bo, Yang Hong, returned to his residence, he found signs of being rummaged through the house. After taking inventory, it was found that a lot of things were missing, including only his belongings. One of them was a jade pendant. It was a gift given to him by his father, Uncle Chengyi, when he was twenty years old. It was not only precious, but also had symbolic meaning. But it was also stolen. He immediately became furious and sent someone to investigate.

But now that they have formed an alliance with several powerful forces, it is almost as if they can cover the sky with one hand in this small market town.

Soon someone reported that he saw Chang Lin, a habitual thief, wandering around his residence. This man was good at stealing and was greedy. He might have done it. Yang Hong immediately targeted the target and took several people from the uncle's house with him. The master came over.

At this time, Yang Hong planned to fix this man up and then kill him, so that people would know the consequences of offending him.

Naturally, Chang Lin also knew that this was an extremely critical moment. The murderous intent in Yang Hong's eyes was undisguised. If he couldn't find a way, he would definitely die.

"Young Master Yang, please forgive me. Young Master Yang, please forgive me. It was a little ghost who got lost in his mind and stole your things.

I am willing to make compensation, and I only ask Mr. Yang to spare my life. "

Chang Lin begged for mercy, but Yang Hong looked disdainful. With a cry, he pulled out the sword in his hand. The three-foot cold front with a murderous intent was placed on Chang Lin's neck, and he said coldly,

"Compensation? Hahaha, it's really ridiculous.

I am the son of Uncle Cheng Yi. I belong to a distinguished family and want wind and rain. How can you, a lowly thief, do anything good to impress me? "

Although he said this, he still did not kill the man cleanly and neatly. Instead, he moved the sword forward a little. Looking at Chang Lin, whose facial features were ferocious and his expression was distorted due to fear, he felt infinite satisfaction in his heart.

In the uncle's house, he was just the seventh son who was not taken seriously, but in the outside world, he was the son of an earl who was feared and envied by everyone. This contrast made him enjoy the awe of others.

Chang Lin immediately held the edge of his sword, kowtowed three times, and said directly,

"Young Master has top-secret information about dragon eggs that I can tell you. I also have a dragon scale as proof. Please trust me."

As soon as these words came out, the entire wine shop was in an uproar. If many people were just watching the excitement before, now there is a lot of different meaning in their eyes, and the eyes looking at Chang Lin are even more intense and ambitious.

The atmosphere has also become extremely strange. People's breathing can be heard quietly, but it seems that an earth-shattering disaster is brewing and will break out at any time.

This small market town at the foot of the Yunwu Mountain was originally a bitter cold place. In recent days, there has been an influx of warriors from outside the country. The reason is that the story of the dragon eggs spread a lot, and it has noses and eyes, which makes many people greedy.

Unfortunately, several explorations failed, and many experts were injured.

No one could have imagined that today they would learn top-secret information about dragon eggs from a little thief, and there was even a dragon scale as evidence.

Such a situation will naturally make everyone present suspicious and eagerly awaiting.

If this matter is true, the search for dragons is likely to make breakthrough progress. The warriors who stay here do not have to do nothing every day, wasting time and energy, and may also achieve astonishing gains.

Yang Hong came here for the dragon eggs, or dragon cubs. Hearing what Chang Lin said, his heart moved. He was surprised and a little doubtful.

However, the life and death of the other party is controlled by him, so the possibility of lying is extremely low. And if the dragon scales are really taken out, it will be enough to confirm what the other party said, and his heart will inevitably be a little more fiery.

Of course, he also knew that this matter was confidential and should not be exposed in public. He even regretted that he had been hasty and might have made it difficult to end the matter.

So he changed his mind and took back the sword with his backhand. After a clang, the sword returned to its sheath and he said coldly,

"No matter how nice your words are, you can never deceive me into taking him into custody and getting back the stolen property."

With that said, he wanted to take Chang Lin away from here.

However, he had ideas, and others were not fools. This opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so how could he just give it up?

I saw all the people who were sweeping the snow in front of their doors, one or two, and dozens of people all stood up one after another. It looked quite scary, like a rising tide, with a roaring atmosphere. .

In particular, these people are all warriors who lick blood with their swords and possess martial arts skills, so they should not be underestimated.

Just heard a loud voice,

"Master Yang, wait a minute. Since this thief said this, he must have a reason. Why not let him finish what he said, and even take out the dragon scales so that I can open my eyes?"