Urban Dungeon: This world is in danger

[9 days countdown to return]

Che Linlin, Ma Xiaoxiao, and pedestrians with bows and arrows at their waists.

Wang Quan did not ride a horse, but stood on a flatbed carriage to cultivate—the Three Swords Stream.

Thousands of miles into the imperial capital, full of dangers.

He must seize every opportunity to cultivate.

Equestrianism does not significantly increase combat power.

Bow and arrow long-range attack, level 5 is already possible.

Only the knife technique still needs to be improved.

In this cultivation, Wang Quan used a secret medicine.

Twelve kinds of secret medicines, some swallowed, some smeared all over the body.

For the sake of convenience, the king chose the secret medicine to swallow.

Dozens of medicinal herbs are kneaded into large red date balls and swallowed in one bite.

The secret medicine goes down to the stomach, and the heat flow sweeps through the whole body.

Wang Quan drew his double knives:

"Three Knife Flow!" "

Boom!Boom!

Boom!

Bright Blade

!【Three Knife Streams +0.002】

The muscles become stronger, and the bones are hot.

A little more skill in my head.

One workout, double the experience.

Continue!

【Three-Knife Flow+0.003】

.....

【Three Blades +0.002】

XP increases.

The royal power is constantly getting stronger.

This feels.... That's nice.

Three poles in the sun:

The weather is hot.

Everyone was sweating.

A tanma came back

: "My lord, there is a teahouse in front, do you want to drink tea and rest?"

"It's too hot!" Wang Quan shook his head: "Don't

drink tea, speed across the bridge." "

Yes!"

Wang Quan frowned.

"This Tanma is a little disobedient!" he

confessed last night, and went straight to Liu Li Village without resting all the way.

The results .....

......

Teahouse:

The old man who sells tea continues to brew new tea.

There is a bald man sharpening knives on the side.

There is also a young man lying under the bridge, fanning leisurely.

The young man's fan is black and shiny, made of stainless steel.

The Dahan's knife was long, wide, and rusty.

The old man's new tea is fragrant.

The young man said: "Old man, do you owe each other nothing to complete this single task?"

The old man grinned and said, "Not bad

!" "As long as you cut off Tang Wuming's head, you won't owe me in the future!"

"I follow his example, study hard, and want to be a talent. "

It's a pity.... I'm going to behead him today

!" "My heart hurts a little!" The

bald man sneered: "We are all bandits

!" "Why bother learning to read?"

"Lao Tzu just wants to hack him to death, and then take the bounty to marry the eighteenth concubine

!" "The young man sighed: "Rude

!" "If you marry eighteen concubines, there will be eighteen bachelors!"

Singles will not be able to reproduce, the population will decline, and the strength of the empire will inevitably weaken.

"Sigh

!" "Wait for the next autumn exam, if I win the champion, I will definitely write to the emperor and marry the eighteenth concubine!" The

old man looked into the distance, and his thoughts flowed:

Twenty years ago, he was chased and injured, hid in a broken temple, and happened to meet Tang Wuming.

Tang Wuming helped him treat his wounds and boiled herbs to keep him alive.

Now he wants to kill his benefactor.

"I can't bear it!" the

old man's confused eyes saw a convoy roaring towards him.

"It's coming!" the

young man retracted his folding fan and stayed at the bottom of the bridge.

The big man who sharpens the knife, goes to the corner to sharpen the knife.

The old man wore a special coat, served new tea, and stood in the middle of the road: "Bald head, you hide firewood underground, don't sharpen the knife, it will reveal the filling!"

The big man who sharpened the knife smiled fiercely:

"Before Lao Tzu kills someone, he must sharpen the knife."

"Otherwise, the mind will not be clear!" Old

man: .....

.....

The car turned, and the procession came, but the old man blocked its way.

The convoy stopped.

There is a small flag report:

"Lord Baihu, there is an old man blocking the way, saying that it is to see off Lord Tang!"

Wang Quan frowned.

Tang Wuming lifted the curtain and said, "Lord Baihu, do you want to ask who he is?"

Wang Quan nodded.

After a while, Xiaoqi came back and said:

"The other party said that twenty years ago, the temple was broken to save grace.

Tang Wuming suddenly said: "I know him!" "

Twenty years ago, on my way back to my hometown, I saved a person in a broken temple. Wang

Quan knew about it, so he personally led someone to escort Tang Wuming to the front.

As soon as Tang Wuming appeared, the old man stepped forward with tea.

Wang Quan waved his hand: "Stop him

!" A few brocade-clothed guards blocked the way! The

old man was not angry, but raised

his tea and said: "Mr. Tang, when I said goodbye, I was always thinking about you!" "

Now, I heard that you are going to enter the imperial capital, and I happened to be here to make tea, so I blocked the road to see you off.

"Please don't blame Mr.!"

Tang Wuming smiled and said, "I am very relieved that you came to send me!" The

old man was happy: "Mr. Tang, I don't have any expensive gifts, I only know how to make tea."

"Ladies and gentlemen

, the weather is hot, why don't you come to the tea shop to drink tea to relieve the heat, and then go on the road."

Tang was nameless and silent.

Wang Quan sneered: "Old man, you are only a day's journey away from Master Tang's house, why don't you go to visit after so many years

?" "Instead, you blocked the road to see you off today?"

"I see that you have bad intentions!"

The old man was silent.

The

sound of sharpening the knife echoed.

Wang Quan sneered and pointed at the big man who sharpened

the knife: "Blocking the road to see you off

?" "Why do you still have to sharpen the knife?"

The old man secretly scolded the bald man for not knowing how to hide.

He had an idea and said, "You need firewood to make tea!" "

My nephew sharpened his knife in order to chop wood."

"This is the sharpening of the knife and the woodcutter

!" "Yes, Mr. Tang!" A

look of disappointment appeared in Tang Wuming's eyes.

He's smart.

That big man sharpened his knife, not to chop wood, but to cut people.

"The people I saved also want to prevent me from entering the imperial capital

?" "Why .....?"

Tang Wuming was disappointed.

The old man laughed: "Master Tang, I don't understand what you say; please

drink tea!" Wang Quan casually picked up the bow and arrow on the side, aiming at

the old man: "You drink!" The old man was stunned, hurriedly took a sip, and said aggrievedly

: "Do you suspect that the tea is poisonous?"

Wang Quan sneered: "Let

the bald head drink!"

The old man brought tea to the bald head to drink.

The bald head kicked away the whetstone, dragged a big knife more than one person long, strode towards the king's power, and said fiercely:

"Lao Tzu didn't take the antidote, don't drink it!" "

Old man, Lao Tzu has already said that you can't play tricks with scholars."

"It's better to just copy the guy!" The

bald man walked faster and faster, and the big knife that was more than one person long cut a ravine in the ground.

"Kill!".