dandy city lord

Chapter 497 The Finale
Yang Hu led everyone along the way.

It has been difficult, but in the end the rewards are not small.

he himself.

These brothers around him.

They are no longer those ignorant teenagers.

Even though the road ahead is still bumpy, the habit of facing difficulties in everyone's hearts is as natural as a whale swallowing a long rainbow and a beast eating flesh and blood.

No matter how great the difficulty is, it has become a stepping stone on the thorny road in front of them.

Just obstacles.

But it is no longer an existence that cannot be surpassed.

Yang Hu and his party will never stop moving forward! ! !
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noon
Scorching sun!

The heat wave sweeping across the land makes people drowsy, and the Anning market is quiet. It is too hot, making people drowsy, and they are always not awake. The vendors also take a nap in the shade.

This is a good time for Wenshan to stroll around the market every day.

Dressed in a brown shirt and short shirt, Wen Shan was wandering around the market full of energy. He was carrying a long sword measuring two feet wide. His light steps swayed gently at the waist.

Wen Shan wandered along the street, squatting down in front of a small roadside stall and flipping through several bundles of herbs on the oilcloth: "Seven Star Grass, Little Snake Grass, Mountain Scar Root, Zhang..."

The stall owner huddled up with his elbows in his arms and dozed off when he heard the sound and opened his eyes. When he saw Wenshan, he couldn't help but said angrily, "Zhutu, if you don't buy my herbs, don't turn them over. , My business is getting harder and harder to do.”

Wen Shan immediately raised his head and stared at the stall owner, cursing: "It's all your fault that you have no morals and call me an apprentice. It's not good if you have no brains to do business, and you blame me? Look at your herbs, put them on the root The mud is washed so clean, without the soil to nourish the herbs, don’t you know that the herbs will quickly dry up and lose their medicinal properties? They are also divided into bundles of three plants. These are common herbs. Who would want you to have these three plants, except for idiots? Who do you want to cheat?"

The stall owner was a little dazed by his series of cursing, and he reacted when he was stunned, and then he shouted angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you are a disciple. Why did I call you a disciple? Who in the entire Anning Market does not know that you are an iron man?" Disciple of Jianmen? Who doesn’t call you that, am I wrong? How to sell my medicinal materials is my business, why do you care so much? If you have money, you buy them all and do whatever you want? No What are you fussing about with money? Get the hell out of here."

The stall owner with an angry face said as he stretched out his hand to grab the medicinal herb in Wen Shan's hand. Wen Shan saw that the five fingers caught by the stall owner were covered with a layer of green and vigor, his expression changed and he hurriedly threw away the medicinal herbs in his hand and dodged back Go, yelling: "Old man Liu, do you dare to attack the guests? You forgot the rules of the Anning market."

The pupils in the eyes of the old man Liu, who was probing towards Wenshan, shrank sharply and withdrew his hand, staring at the two seven-star grass hidden in Wenshan's hand, and cursed bitterly: "Remember me, Zhutu. If you have a chance .”

Wen Shan smiled and turned around and walked away in a hurry, hid the two seven-star grasses that came along in his arms, grabbed his big bald head, looked up at the sky and smiled freely: "Chasing disciples! Hey!"

The title of Wenshan Zhutu was opened in Anning Bazaar. Before that, Wenshan could be said to be the most outstanding and talented disciple of Tiejianmen since the founding of the sect. If according to his hard work and talent, If the cultivation continues smoothly, it is very likely to change the status of Tie Jianmen in the battlefield.

Unfortunately, when Wenshan was 12 years old, when he was retreating and attacking the fourth level of Lie Yan Jian Gang, the sky changed and thunder roared continuously, and a thunder fell on his head...

Wen Shan, who was struck by lightning, survived by luck, but the realm of Lie Yan Jian Gang that he had cultivated for several years disappeared. What's worse, the veins in his whole body were broken by the lightning strike. Even if he survived, he would no longer have the possibility of practicing.

The final result is that this genius who was once admired by everyone in Iron Sword Sect has become a waste in everyone's eyes.

Wenshan, who survived the lightning strike, also began to have a big change in temperament. He spent the whole day drinking to soothe his sorrows, or went crazy and made noises. Finally, when he was 16 years old, he was expelled from the Iron Sword Gate because he failed the examination in the gate.

But I'm afraid no one can think of where the power of the thunder that fell on Wenshan's head for no reason came from.

(End of this chapter)