The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

There were no stone lions in front of the Hengyun Escort Bureau, but there were two large stone turtles lying on the left and right.

The one on the left carries three wooden boxes on its back, and the one on the right supports a stool, with a small lacquered man sitting on the stool.

Perhaps due to being exposed to the sun and rain for a long time, the paint on the dummy's face was soaked, making it look horrifyingly wrinkled, with one eye and half of its mouth missing.

"Do you mean to ask the escort agency to escort one person when he leaves the house, but when he gets there, he will be escorted in half?"

Gu Shiwei was puzzled, just as she didn't understand why the big gold tooth of the stone lion in front of Wang Yushi's house had not been secretly pulled out!

The two of them didn't rush in. They looked around curiously while eating with their mouths full of honey.

At this moment, there were already thirty-two people entering the escort office. I think there were quite a few people attending the martial arts conference today.

"Wow, Yushi Han, look at those four old men in gray clothes who are exactly the same. Even when entering the door, they always step with their right foot first..."

"I've heard about that strong man carrying the guqin who is nine feet long and has one finger of hair on his chest that looks like a baboon. I heard that he doesn't know the music. He relies on the sound of thunder to kill people. Just play the guqin and he can shoot out hidden weapons! Jianghu! People call him Qin Chi Zhuang Wen!”

Stupid, stupid.

Gu Shiwei was dazzled by what she saw. Although she knew little about Jianghu, she still commented to Han Shiyan confidently.

The Qin Chi Zhuang Wen's ears twitched, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked in the direction where Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan were, and the words "I think I'm deaf" got stuck in his throat.

What can be seen is a short-lived little girl who can be blown to death by a sneeze, and a noble scholar who cannot see the depth of his kung fu.

The little girl was followed by a maroon horse laden with food. Both of them were smiling and looking a little silly; while the scholar and his black horse had indifferent expressions on their faces, as if they were talking about where the ants came from...

Zhuang Wen cursed lowly and walked towards the escort office.

With this step, he almost bumped into the four old men in front, "Isn't this the youngest of the four in Hengshan? You are here too."

The four elders of Hengshan glanced at Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan outside the door, "Two strangers, who are they from?"

Zhuang Wen had a bad temper. Hearing the probing of the four elders, he sighed, "It's either a rebellious son or a rebellious girl who will grow old after being beaten at a young age, or someone who hides deeply. If the four elders want to know which kind, go up and beat them." That’s all. What do you want me to do?”

The four elders all showed exactly the same expressions and smiled, "Don't be so angry early in the morning. Alas, with the Nine Pylon Master Ye Zi here, we are probably not here to serve as foils again this year. ”

Zhuang Wen snorted, "It means that those big sects will not come forward this year, otherwise it would be impossible for Ye Zijun to take the lead."

There were quite a lot of people coming over. A few of them were talking in front of the door, which had already made the people behind them unhappy, so they didn't dare to say much more and walked in quickly.

Gu Shinwei nibbled off a piece of glutinous rice cake with sugar in his hand, clicked his tongue a few times, and gestured to Han Shiyan, "Let's go!"

Han Shiyan nodded, tied up the horse with Gu Shiwei, and then walked slowly inside.

The Escort Bureau is very spacious, and you can see a huge and flat martial arts arena. A ring has been set up in the center of the martial arts arena. They arrived not too early, and there are already people on the three floors around the martial arts arena.

"Golden sore medicine, hemostasis pills, soul-reviving pills, shrouds, coffins, peanuts, melon seeds, cloaks...defeat and victory, birth, old age, sickness and death, everything is provided! Everything is available!" Gu Shiwei listened to the call from behind and turned around. Looking over, I saw a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old with a short knife hanging on his waist, carrying a salesman's load and shouting feebly as he walked.

Gu Shinwei burst into laughter, and she poked Han Shiyan beside her, "Isn't Jianghu interesting?"

Han Shiyan nodded, "No matter what you do with Qingqing, it will be fun!"

Damn this addicted person!
Gu Shiwei rolled his eyes at Han Shiyan and felt his forehead burning.

God knows how hard she endured last night to avoid breaking Han Yushi's neck! How dare you secretly kiss her!

"Look! It's that Zhuang Wen!"

Gu Shiwei said, looking towards the ring, Zhuang Wen, who was carrying the piano, jumped up to the high platform.

"Zhuang Wen is asking for advice from the leader of Yumei Island Lin, please give me some advice!"

The owner of Yumei Island Lin wore a long green dress, with bells on both hands, and the weapon he used was tulle of the same color as his clothes.

Gu Shiwei looked at it and lowered his voice, "When I was young, my father once asked me to choose a weapon, and I chose the sword at a glance. How should I say, it's like a part of my body. This kind of gauze Not only are soft weapons difficult to train, but their lethality is not high..."

"The person who chooses this kind of weapon is either a beauty-loving girl who doesn't know what the world is like, or someone with advanced cultivation who can pluck flowers and leaves..."

Gu Shiwei doesn't like this kind of weapon. She prefers to seal her throat with a sword and kill her with every move!

Before Han Shiyan could answer, the people on the stage started to move. Zhuang Wen turned the guqin on his shoulder and suddenly raised his hand to play it...

Gu Shiwei almost immediately raised his hand and put it on Han Shiyan's back, protecting his heart.

This was the first time she heard such unpleasant piano music. That bang... If the suona could send people away, then this piano music could directly send people into the oil pan of the underworld. A layman only hears the sound, but an expert knows that the sound comes from the inner energy!
As expected, after this move, many people watching the excitement were shaken.

A few young people with little skill actually vomited out a mouthful of blood, hurting their lungs.

Island Master Lin was so shocked that her eyes were blank for a moment. In this moment of breathing, Zhuang Wen, who looked like a woolly gorilla, had already arrived in front of her. Island Master Lin hurriedly picked up the green silk to block him.

But Zhuang Wen did not fire any hidden weapon. Instead, he raised the piano high and smashed it towards Island Master Lin's head with a ferocious expression.

It was as if what he was holding was not a piano but a brick.

Island Master Na Lin was horrified and hurriedly avoided, but the outcome was only a matter of seconds. She could no longer avoid it completely. Although she tried hard to avoid the vital point, she was hit on the shoulder by the piano, like a kite with its string broken. flew out.

The people from Yumei Island rushed over and caught her!
"Golden wound medicine, hemostatic pills, soul-restoring pills, shrouds, coffins, peanuts, melon seeds, cloaks... victory and defeat, birth, old age, sickness and death, everything is available! Everything you need!"

The feeble hawking voice sounded again, and when it came to the golden sore medicine and hemostatic pills, it was obviously a little more angry. (End of chapter)