Royal Road Qingtian

When Zuo Xiaoduo woke up, it was already 4:30 in the morning of the next day.

At this meeting, Zuo Xiaoduo only felt sore all over his body. After ninety-nine weeks of supporting his body, he felt better. He picked up the bucket and drank a bucket of water.

In an instant, sweat poured down from his body, and he felt alive again.

"It's too cruel... I won't come again tonight, but I'm exhausted, this waist and legs don't seem to be mine anymore..."

For the first time, Zuo Xiaoduo felt terrified and shuddering when he practiced martial arts.

It's nothing more than simple practice, but Wen Xingtian's magical skill of poisonous tongue is also carried out continuously all the time.

Really a double whammy!

The suspicious life that almost hit Zuo Xiaoduo yesterday!

One must know that it has always been Zuo Xiaoduo's strong point to show off his tongue, but to be retaliated by another person in the same way is really a lot more stressful!

"Different from Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin never scolds anyone. If he doesn't like it, he will come up and beat him up. If he is happy, he will come up and beat him up... But Mr. Wen can move his mouth and never move his hands; , I will scold you if you don't like it even if you don't like it, and you will still scold me if you are happy..."

Zuo Xiaoduo felt sad in his heart.

The two teachers I met were both wonderful and wonderful teachers.

But character...

It really makes me...uncomfortable!

He took out the Jiujiu Xinghun mobile phone, opened the address book, and found Fang Yinuo's new number after he came to Fenghai.

Immediately dialed the past.

After beeping seven or eight times, the other side picked up, the voice was very impatient: "Who are you? Gaha?"

Fuck that accent!

Zuo Xiaoduo moved the receiver away from his ear, and checked the number again, it was right.

How did you come up with this accent?

"It's me. Your young master!" Zuo Xiaoda said majesticly, condescendingly.

Immediately there was no sound over there, and after a few seconds he asked hesitantly, "Young master of Nagada?"

"Phoenix City! Left!" Zuo Xiaoduo became a little impatient, and the showman opposite him couldn't stop talking in dialect.

"Ah...it's the young master." Fang Yinuo only hesitated for a second before becoming enthusiastic.

But in my heart I was slandering, when did I become your family slave? Why did the young master come out?

"I have come to Fenghai now."

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Where are you in Fenghai? How is the fight at the front station?"

"I opened a store directly opposite the school in Fenghai Qianlong Gaowu! The largest lingerie store is my business."

Fang Yinuo was fully awake and immediately reported his condition.

"A lingerie shop?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was immediately dumbfounded.

I hate you for selling women's underwear at the gate of Qianlong High Martial Arts School?

This is so... Really weird taste!

"That's right, master, you said it was next to Qianlong Gaowu, I think I might as well sell the two facades directly opposite the door with a lot of money; one is an underwear agent specializing in the world's top brands, and the business is still going well .”

Fang Yinuo's words were full of complacency and ambition.

People from the Wumeng want to find me? Who would have thought that Fang Yinuo, a dignified Fang Yinuo, a half-step Yushen master at the peak of Huayun, would hide here and sell women's underwear?

When I had an idea at the beginning, I really admired myself to death.

Zuo Xiaoduo has black lines all over his head.

"I just want to ask you, you sell women's underwear, why do you want me to go over and connect with you so often?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said angrily: "I'm also Qianlong Gaowu's current school grass, you plan to let me visit lingerie stores every day?"

Fang Yinuo sweated profusely when he heard the words.

That's right, it seems that this matter is not considered very well, only thinking about my own safety, but not thinking about Zuo Xiaoduo...

etc.

"The current school grass?"

Fang Yinuo wondered, why were you selected as the current school grass? Now your freshman training period should not have passed yet, right?

Isn't your nickname now the King of Swords?

"Is there something wrong with your fucking focus!"

Zuo Xiaoduo, who was exposed, scolded angrily: "Now I'm the one who asks you about the connection!"

"It's okay,

Wait until I sell the storefront next to it, and make it a coffee shop? I was tired of shopping and shopping with the lady for rest, and then separated a few private rooms on the second and third floors, and everything was settled? "Fang Yinuo quickly gave a solution, and he looked like he was rich and powerful.

The breath of good money almost came out from the handset of the mobile phone.

"So rich?"

"Cough, it's a trivial matter." Fang Yinuo said triumphantly: "With my method, he can be moved away in three days!"

"..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was speechless, and said: "Hold your arms, don't let them lose money."

"Understood, can I still not understand this? Be careful first, safety first, and problems that can be solved with money are not problems!"

"Also, I need some high-grade Star Soul Jade, get me some." Zuo Xiaoduo ordered.

After all, it was a high-grade star soul jade, even with Zuo Xiaoduo's thick skin, he didn't have the nerve to explain how much he wanted, as long as he had a little bit!

"No problem! I wonder how much you need, young master? I will prepare as soon as possible." Fang Yinuo took care of everything.

For Fang Yinuo, what is money?

Star Soul Jade, so what?

With so many wealthy families in Fenghai City, I basically know all the warehouses!

These dumb things are really worthless, just reach out!

"Naturally, the more the better."

Zuo Xiaoduo said.

"Well..." Fang Yinuo unconsciously started to write again, and said: "Then I will prepare tens of thousands of yuan for you and use it first..."

"..."

Zuo Xiaoduo is now starting to wonder if this guy has rebelled again?

Throwing such a big bait all at once, just wait for yourself to go over and take it?

How could he be so rich and powerful?

If you open your mouth casually, it will be tens of thousands of top-grade...

Tut tut...

"Also, you don't have to worry about the money, young master. On my side, I can afford even a few hundred million yuan. It's not difficult." Fang Yinuo continued.

"..."

Zuo Ye, who has always regarded money as his life, and made money-making his lifelong career, was suddenly hit by a million tons.

I was bored for a while, and suddenly lost interest in making money.

I'm stupid, I have this guy here, what money do I make?

"Okay, you are busy first, and I will go there when I have time." Zuo Xiaoduo didn't want to talk to this guy anymore, obviously he was severely hit by the crit.

"Good young master, I don't go out on weekdays, so I set up a private tea room above. I have nothing to do, drink tea and read books by myself, and cultivate my sentiment."

Fang Yinuo said a few words, then hung up the phone.

Zuo Xiao has a black line all over his head.

Drinking tea and reading books... Cultivating sentiment...

What the hell, Lao Tzu has turned a big devil of the Witch League into a cultural person?

After taking a bath and brushing his teeth, Zuo Xiaoduo saw in the mirror that he still had the expression of being struck by lightning.

...

On the second day of fighting, Zuo Xiaoduo was given up again and put aside, Wen Xingtian just said: "Practice your boxing, footwork, hidden weapons and swords!"

"If you don't want to practice, you can do whatever you want."

Then never ask again.

Wen Xingtian knew in his heart that Zuo Xiaoduo's current state seemed to be only innately high-level, but when it came to real combat power, he was far beyond it.

Although many of the other thirty-five people are in the fetal breath state, when it comes to actual combat, they can't do a Zuo Xiaoduo when they are tied together, and if Zuo Xiaoduo hits the hammer, they can all become standard in three minutes. The stuffing of the steamed stuffed bun, and even the bones become that kind!

Not a level player at all.

This made Wen Xingtian extremely pleasantly surprised, but also distressed.

Because Zuo Xiaoduo like this is bound to involve more of his energy.

However, Wen Xingtian's own cultivation direction and cultivation of tactics are not suitable for Zuo Xiaoduo.

This is what Wen Xingtian is most upset about: I am the number one master teacher who is dignified and talented, and I have trained countless talents, but now I can't even teach a single student? !

This is not acceptable.

Where does this work? !

In a blink of an eye, it was lunch time again.

Zuo Xiaoduo and the others had just entered the dining hall when they immediately felt something was wrong.

The atmosphere in the dining hall is completely different from the past.

Looking around, I saw that the table with the best position was surprisingly empty.

The tables next to it were full of bustling students, but this one large table that could seat more than a dozen people was not seated. The table was clean and there was not even a little vegetable soup on it. It was not just a coincidence that it was vacant. from.

Zuo Xiaoduo looked intently, there were nineteen boys with two-clawed golden dragons standing on the other side, one of them was Zhao Wensheng who fought against him yesterday, and on the other side were all girls in white clothes like snow, that Zhao Wensheng's from yesterday The female classmates are also among them, and there must be seventeen or eight of them by visual inspection!

The eyes of everyone in this group of men and women are all staring at Zuo Xiaoduo who is stepping into the door. There are more than thirty pairs of eyes, full of fighting spirit, ready to explode!

Zuo Xiaoduo squinted his eyes at the rushing momentum.

Zhao Wensheng's face is still bruised and swollen, and several bumps on his head have not disappeared. Although he can't see his body, just looking at his face, it is estimated that such scars are indispensable on his body.

Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help being a little surprised: "Old Zhao, what happened to you? You were beaten up?"

Although I did not strike lightly yesterday, I didn't hit so many.

When Zhao Wensheng heard Zuo Xiaoduo's question, his face turned red visibly, and he said bitterly, "It's not all because of you!"

Hearing this, all the students around him were overjoyed, laughing to and fro, and laughing again and again.

Yesterday he lost the battle with Zuo Xiaoduo for grabbing the table, Zhao Wensheng went back after eating, and as soon as he started class in the afternoon, he was picked up by the head teacher and beat him up!

"Fighted with a first-year freshman to grab a table, and lost! Zhao Wensheng, you are very promising, very promising!"

"I lost my face!"

"It's fine if you win a fight, but you can still lose, to a freshman in a lower grade...I'll let you lose, I'll let you lose!"

Zhao Wensheng was brutally beat up by the head teacher who hadn't hit any students for half a year. To Zhao Wensheng, the beating was like a dark day, a dark day, a desolation, and an unbearable sight.

"What a shame!"