The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

"Give me this thing?"

He pointed his fingers at the word "sword" on the wall, and he was surprised.

With both hands on his chest, he said to Xiaoshu, "Yes Brother Ye should also practice swords, don't you see the value of this word?"

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly and smiled, "This word is too ugly, it is Ye's failure, so it's fine for you."

Chao Xiaoshu stood up and laughed. "I ca n’t refuse this gift from the younger brother, so ... Ye younger brother is bold, and my old one is not bad either. The two shops are for Ye younger brother."

"But remind the little brother that if you hear anything in the past two days, it's better not to open the door. I'm afraid there will be villains in the eventful season, goodbye!"

Having said that, he got up and took off the word "sword", and while he was obsessed with watching, he walked toward the door.

Outside the door, a man with a beard on his face saw the tree and hurried to catch up.

After a while, he said, "What is this broken word, brother, haven't you come to see who is so bold and dare to take over the shop of my gang of dragons and dragons? Why look so hot to this broken word?"

Chao Xiaoshu gave the man a white look and said, "What do you know, these two shops will be theirs in the future, don't bother."

The man heard the words, his face was inexplicable.

Soon after, Ye Zhen inside the house closed the door and looked at the still closed door next to her. Helplessly said, "What are these two guys doing in the house?"

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Zhen walked around the capital.

Along the way, Datang deserves to be the most powerful empire in the world of Haotian. This capital city is afraid that the first-tier cities in modern society need not be much smaller.

Suddenly, a call came to attract Ye Zhen's attention.

"Do not miss passing through..."

Ye Zhenwen looked around. An old man in a gray coat was sipping hard in front of a large booth, and the booth was marked with four characters.

Seeing the old man to sip, his eager and eager eyes turned around at the booth.

"Write a prize for writing?"

Ye Zhen whispered, his heart said, "How do you feel so familiar, Mard ... This pit father's memory is getting more and more blurred" But now people have many eyes, and Ye Zhen is hard to pull out his leather to see.

However, the next moment, the old man stopped a group of children, and then said to one of them, "Come, write and win prizes, only for one day, can the fat man write?"

The fat man said, "I don't write many words."

The old man said indifferently, "Will write herringbone?"

The fat man nodded. I am afraid that people in Tang Dynasty would write such simple words.

The old man led the fat man to a sand table, handed him a stick, and said "let's write!"

The fat man picked up the stick and started writing. Not to mention, Ye Zhen stood by and glanced at it. The character was pretty good.

"Grandpa, it's my draw!"

After writing the herringbone, the fat man arrived quickly, and the old man's eyes showed a disappointment.

The old man patted the fat man's head and said, "Come with me!"

A few little farts followed the old man to the booth, with the old man closing his eyes, poking his fingers in front of him, and finally staying still.

"Peanuts ... come and come, your prize is peanuts!"

Having said that, he squeezed two capsules from a pile of peanuts and put them in the hands of the fat man.

Ye Zhen saw here, his eyes widened, thinking that he was the second time in his life to see such a shameless old man.

However, the next moment, the old man found Ye Zhen, who was looking with surprise behind his back, and his face was suddenly filled with smiles.

The old man didn't know how long he hadn't taken a bath, but just patted the dust on his body, like a sandstorm rising, watching the tremor of Ye Zhen's mouth.

"Come here, guys, draw lucky draws, don't have money, should you try?"

Ye Zhen's mouth slightly tilted, two steps forward, picked up the stick, and looked at the old man around him, saying "herringbone is right, but I award it myself".

Having said that, thinking of herringbone, Ye Zhen's expression sank instantly, and he right-handed a stick while reading a book, and a herringbone was immediately outlined in the sand table.

Throwing away the stick, Ye Zhen was too lazy to take care of the old man, picked up a bunch of sugar gourds and then left.

At this point, the old man looked at Ye Zhen's character on the sandbox and was shocked. He quickly threw the stick that Ye Zhen threw on the sandbox aside.

"Good character ... good character ... two strokes of herringbone, which actually picked up one stroke, put down one stroke, one stroke of happiness, and one stroke of sadness ..."

An old man's expression appeared on his face, and he said "My successor ..."

But looking back, but where is Ye Zhen.

"Where's the man? Where's it? I've been looking for a successor for 80 years!"

The old man looked and looked left and right in the crowd. In addition to his anger and perplexity, his face was blinded, because he could not find the breath of the person who wrote this character, because he gave up his mind.

Ye Zhen, at this time, was behind a man in black, holding a cantaloupe, while tracking brightly.

Looking at the little sunspot before him, he followed others into a remote place, Ye Zhen choked on a gourd, and said helplessly, "This boy, I have reminded him, why do I still remember to eat or not to beat?"

Thinking, Ye Zhen slammed directly onto the roof next to him, looking at the aggressive expression on the face of Xiao Heizi being found, his heart was full of speechlessness, didn't he run?

Seeing that Xiao Heizi was surrounded by Tang Jun and was stretched in the shadow of the sword, Ye Zhen was not going to watch it again, a brother, could not see death.

However, he must be hanged afterwards. The elder brother didn't listen to it.

Just as a sergeant's sword was about to cut the back of a small sunspot, a cold rush came.

"boom!"

The sergeant flew upside down, rolled twice on the ground, armor on his back, and a bamboo stick stained with blood was partially exposed.

Such a scene caused everyone to look around. A man with a white cloth on his face came slowly with a steel sword in his hand. Along the way, the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, and the spark started.

When passing by, the sunspot, Ye Zhen said, "You! Go!"

The little sunspot took a deep look at Ye Zhen, only that the eyes seemed to have known each other, and he was still very impressed, but the killing intentions exposed by these eyes made the little sunk afraid to look more.

Since the other party came to help himself, it was his own person. Now he wanted to quickly return to the Yulong Gang station and ask the brothers in the group for help.

"Brother, I'll call for reinforcements!"

Ye Zhen didn't squeak. If she was allowed to see her appearance, she would not leave, but staying there would only become Ye Zhen's burden.

Just half stepped into the realm of the sword, and the breath could not be released for a long time. Therefore, the little sunspot just left, and the dozens of Tang Jun who carried the knife in front of them, clamored, and rushed towards Ye Zhen!

"kill..."

In his eyes, Ye Zhen roared, and the steel sword that had been falling behind him was rounded by Ye Zhen fiercely.

"boom!"

The two Tang Juns who rushed to the front spit out blood, the Tang sword was broken, the armor was sunken, and the body flew backwards, smashing Tang Jun behind him to the ground.