Heavenly Venerable

Yuyan put his sleeves together and lifted them to his chest.

"Who is he to you?"

Petal side of the woman looked at YuYan's posture, only feel ashamed, she can only look at her fingernails to divert attention, "who can be, a toad want to eat swan meat chant."

Yuyan Oh a, then looked at the man crying, "men really do not have a good man."

She turned and left, tears in the corner of her eyes. She hated men, and the man who sent her in. Originally for her man, she was wrapped up in cloth and painted pockmarks on her face, but she was bought by a man. If it wasn't for the rule that she would not be returned once sold, the man who sold her would have made trouble long ago.

She went back to her room, waiting for the man who bought her tonight.

Now she will not think about what love, who bought her tonight, who is her man, even if that man will only spoil her for one day, but she will love that man for life.

Downstairs, Yang Fan came to the man and gave him ten taels of gold.

"Take the money and ask her if she's far away from you."

The man took the gold and said thank you.

He held the gold over his head as if to show off.

This time, the steward who drove him out last night squatted in the same place.

Rich is the truth that I was born to know. They don't know it.

Of course, it is Yang Fan who gives him the money instead of others.

Yang Fan is now the leader of this local area. With a move of his finger, his plain life can be fragmented.

Yang Fan did not go in with the man, but stood in front of the gate with both hands on his back.

He is telling everyone that if a woman wants to go with a man, no one can stop her,

And as for the gold? It's a gift from Yang Fan.

But all this is based on women's willingness, if not, he has no way.

At this time, a man dressed in rags came to Yang Fan and put his dirty hands in front of him.

Yang Fan glanced at him and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Give me the money and I'll go shopping."

Yang Fan pointed to the sky, "you open the door on my head, I will give you the money."

The ragged man looked up, and his flattering face immediately became vicious, "where's the door on your head? Don't play games with me. It will cost a lot to play games with me. "

Dressed in rags, the man lowered his head and looked at Yang Fan with fierce light in his eyes.

"Oh, what's the price?" Yang Fan smiles.

"I will die!"

The ragged man suddenly held a knife in his hand. It was a small knife, only the size of an adult's finger.

Ordinary people can't react to the flash that is close at hand. What's more, the person holding the knife is not an ordinary person, but a palace assassin who is proficient in the art of assassination. Although he has only acquired extreme cultivation, he can't count the people who died in his hands.

Yang Fan looked at the long planned knife and laughed with disdain. He didn't look at it. Just when the knife was about to break his throat, Yang Fan's hand was lifted and the man's knife flew away. The man was shocked. His eyes already saw a fist rising towards him.

But it was so fast that he could only see a bang.

The palace assassin was killed by a blow to the skull.

He looked up at the second floor of the opposite teahouse. On the terrace of the second floor, there was a familiar old woman. Instead of looking for her, she came to him.

It's ridiculous.

Yang Fan with both hands came to Yang teahouse, "is it you down or I go up."

The old woman didn't speak, but the middle-aged man beside her could not bear it. He jumped down directly. He was also a palace assassin, one of the most powerful assassins in the whole court.

He looked at Yang Fan with disdain and said, "don't be crazy, boy. You don't think you're great when you kill a posterity. I tell you, I'm hundreds of times faster, stronger, more courageous than the one who just died. There are so many people who died in my hands than the one who just died. Are you afraid?"

Yang Fan looked down at him and let out a cry.

How could he bear such contempt.

Two hands forward and one back, two legs bent, "let's see what a real assassin is!"

He quickly jumped up and ran, with a gust of wind, the vision around gradually blurred, and the onlookers were forced to open their eyes. After a period of time, they opened their eyes and found that the middle-aged man who was spewing wild words had disappeared, and only Yang Fan stood there.

Yang Fan didn't go to look for him because he wasn't worth it. He raised his head and looked at the old woman, who finally said, "I bet the woman will go with him."

Yang Fan sneered, "I don't think women will."

"Every woman yearns for sweet love, no matter who it is." The old woman said, "why don't we make a bet?"

"If I lose, I'll take back what I said." Yang Fan put his hands in his chest, and the confidence on his face can be seen by everyone.

"If I lose, I'll give you my most important thing!"

Yang Fan nodded. At this time, a shadow quickly climbed to Yang Fan from the ground. The shadow was laughing, as if he thought he had succeeded.

When she lurked behind Yang Fan and was ready to end his life with a knife, the old woman's hand pointed.

A beam of light pierced his head. He looked at the old woman in surprise, but did not look at his chest. It was dripping on a sword in the sleeve.

"My Lord, why are you doing this?" He fell down with blood on his mouth.

No one noticed him. They had been used to this kind of scene for a long time.

However, their eyes on Yang Fan contained a little admiration, because since Yang Fan was in charge of this area, the practitioners have been equal to the common people.

"Do you have anything important now?" Yang Fan, who came to the second floor, asked.

"I'll see that over there." The old woman's hand spread out, a cup of tea flew to her hand, Yang Fan looked at the opposite flower upstairs, the man crying in the flower downstairs came down to the second floor in the women's hands, looking at his wife, he wept, "let's go home, I will never do that again."

The dressed woman looked at the bruise on her hand and said with a disdainful smile, "you can buy me ten taels of gold for a year, and I will come back here after a year."

"Why, do you know how much you hurt me? I love you so much

After a while, he asked the man a question, "next time your mother tells you to cook, I tell you to cook noodles. Do you cook or not?"