Senior brother, stop it, you are the villain!

Although Ye Chen left, he was extremely angry in his heart.

He just took a sword from Linglong Pavilion, but that woman was so ignorant that she accused him of being a thief in front of so many people!

This is simply unreasonable!

And those onlookers, who are they? He just took some worthless little things from them before, but they still care about it to this day. A bunch of petty bastards deserve to live in Liyang City as commoners for the rest of their lives!

At this moment, Ye Chen's heart surged with infinite murderous intent.

Dragons have reverse scales, which will kill you if you touch them!

Since these guys are so ignorant, there is no need for him to be merciful to these people!

That night, it was quiet.

Nights in the fantasy world are often very peaceful. After all, there are no entertainment facilities at night, and lighting lights costs money. Most ordinary families cannot actually afford lamp oil, so they try not to light lamps as much as possible.

Therefore, Liyang City at night was so dark that it was almost impossible to see.

But in the darkness and silence of Liyang City, there are still a few places with lights on. One of these places is Linglong Pavilion.

As a chamber of commerce affiliated to Pavilion Yunjian, Linglong Pavilion is not short of money. Moreover, the lighting of Linglong Pavilion does not rely on oil lamps, but on some magic weapons that can achieve lighting effects. This kind of magic weapon is very low-end and has no other use except lighting, so even if it is placed outside the door, no one will steal it.

As for those families who can't even afford to light oil lamps at home, aren't they greedy after seeing it?

Greedy, but not brave enough to steal. Even if you have the guts to steal it, you don’t have the guts to use it.

As for those who have the guts to steal, they generally look down on gadgets like this that can only be used for lighting.

Because of the guidance of the lights, Ye Chen found Linglong Pavilion effortlessly. Looking at the lofty plaque of Linglong Pavilion, Ye Chen suddenly felt unsatisfied.

Why! Why can these people have so many good things, but they can only obtain them through their own efforts? Why are some people born with something that others cannot obtain even after struggling all their lives?

snort! The good things in this world belong to those who are capable! You are not qualified to own these things, you might as well let me control them! At least I can make those magic weapons play a greater role!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen no longer hesitated and jumped into the courtyard of Linglong Pavilion.

At this time, the shopkeeper of Linglong Pavilion was sitting at his desk, engrossed in writing something.

The Blood Refined Sword had been stolen for several days. He had searched up and down Linglong Pavilion in the past few days, but could not find any trace of the Blood Refined Sword. He had also wondered whether the girl and brother had taken it, but he immediately rejected this possibility. A weapon like the Blood Refined Sword would be difficult for an untrained adult to hold, so how could two children hold it?

So he suspected more that there was a thief in Linglong Pavilion.

But just today, he heard about what happened on the streets of Liyang City from others, and finally understood how the Blood Refined Sword was stolen.

It turned out that it was his own daughter who was in trouble!

Although it was not her daughter who stole the things, she was the one who brought the people in, so she cannot escape the blame. As her father, the shopkeeper is naturally responsible for the oversight. Therefore, he must plead guilty to Yunjian Pavilion. If you take the initiative to plead guilty, you can still seek leniency. If you conceal it and don't report it, when the matter is exposed, the punishment from Yunjian Pavilion will be very serious.

So in desperation, the shopkeeper had no choice but to take the initiative to write a letter of apology, and then handed it into Deng Ying's hands, and asked Deng Ying to take the letter to Yunjian Pavilion at Zuitian Peak.

And he started arranging the aftermath.

After this incident, the manager of Linglong Pavilion in Liyang City is bound to be replaced. Before the new shopkeeper arrives, he must first arrange all the accounts and other related matters.

While he was writing furiously, a slight movement suddenly came from the courtyard.

The shopkeeper frowned and had a vague premonition in his heart. He stopped the pen in his hand and with a casual move, an iron ruler more than a foot long appeared in his hand. He opened the door and looked into the courtyard, only to see a man wearing the clothes of a Taiwei Sect disciple standing in the courtyard.

When the shopkeeper saw the costume, he thought it was Feng Shao who suddenly came to visit. But then, he discovered that the person coming was not Feng Shao.

The shopkeeper squinted at the uninvited guest in front of him and asked coldly: "Friend, I came to visit you late at night. I don't know why?"

Ye Chen glanced at the shopkeeper and said calmly: "Come to collect a debt!"

The shopkeeper said: "This is strange! Only others owe me Linglong Pavilion's debts. When did Linglong Pavilion pay my debts to others?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly and said, "Ask for a humiliating debt!"

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Friend, if you have something to say, you might as well say it clearly. Judging from your clothes, you should be from the Taiwei Sect, right? Feng Shao, the holy son of your sect, has a close relationship with me, Linglong Pavilion. If there is any misunderstanding, please let me know. For Zong Shengzi’s sake, it’s not like we can’t talk about it.”

Unexpectedly, after Ye Chen heard the name "Feng Shao", murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Shao! Feng Shao! It's Feng Shao again! Why are you all talking about this Feng Shao! How can I, Ye Chen, be inferior to this guy who is just fishing for fame? It's just because I got started early. ! Sooner or later, I will kill this damn hypocrite with my own hands!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately understood that the man in front of him came here tonight to kill people.

Otherwise, the other party would not reveal his name.

So the shopkeeper held the iron ruler horizontally and said calmly: "Deng Su, the manager of Linglong Pavilion under Yunjian Pavilion. Please make your move!"

Ye Chen showed a grim smile on his face: "I will not stop until someone dies!"

The shopkeeper said coldly: "It is not certain who will die! It is too early for you to talk big!"

Ye Chen drew blood to refine the sword and pointed directly at the shopkeeper: "Remember, it is me, Ye Chen, who will kill you! Don't say the wrong name when you see the King of Hell!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung the sword at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper held the iron ruler in his hand and fought with him.

When the two fought, the little girl fostered by Feng Shao was sitting cross-legged on the bed, trying to practice Qi.

Although Feng Shao's Qi practice booklet has reduced the difficulty as much as possible and can be understood by most ordinary people, the little girl has never been to school after all, has limited literacy, and her understanding of words and sentences is also very superficial. With the help of the shopkeeper and his daughter, the little girl finally got started, but she still couldn't circulate her Qi for a full week.

But the little girl worked hard and would sit in meditation to practice Qi whenever she had time. Over the past few days, she could clearly feel the Qi in her body growing stronger and stronger, and she was getting happier. Especially when she thought of Feng Shao's surprised expression when he saw her progress next time, the little girl couldn't suppress her excitement.

Master will definitely praise me, right?

But in sharp contrast to the little girl is her younger brother. I don't know if her younger brother is too young and too playful, or he has no interest in practicing, but he has not paid any attention to practicing Qi these days. No matter whether it is the persuasion of Deng Ying and his daughter or the coercion of his sister, this kid just doesn't want to practice Qi. Even if he is forced to meditate, he can only hold on for a stick of incense at most, and then he will get impatient.

In desperation, the little girl had to temporarily give up persuading her younger brother to practice. But she thought that maybe when her brother grows up and knows the benefits of practicing, he will take the initiative to practice.

At this time, while she was meditating and regulating her breath, her brother was sleeping soundly on the other bed. But halfway through his sleep, the little boy couldn't help rubbing his eyes and sitting up, pouting and shouting: "Sister! It's so noisy outside! I can't sleep!"

The little girl had not yet entered the door, so her concentration was very shallow. At this time, she was disturbed by her brother, and she couldn't help but frowned. Just as she was about to scold him, she heard the sound of "ping ping pong" fighting outside.

When the little girl was in a state of concentration, her mind was free of other things and her perception of the outside world was weak. But after she ended her concentration, the movement outside was clearly transmitted to her ears.

She was curious and whispered to her brother: "You stay in the room first, I'll go outside to take a look."

The little boy nodded ignorantly and watched his sister tiptoe out of the room.

The room they lived in was located in a more remote location in the courtyard, and they had to turn a corner to get to the courtyard. The little girl came to the corner and looked towards the courtyard, only to see two figures fighting fiercely.

The two men, one with a sword and the other with a ruler, fought fiercely, and many flowers and plants planted in the courtyard were innocently harmed. But the two seemed to be unaware, and they fought more and more, using all their tricks.

The shopkeeper looked solemn, and his moves were methodical. Although it was difficult to see a fatal killing move, he was very defensive. Occasionally, he would make a move, which often had a miraculous effect, forcing Ye Chen to defend himself.

Looking at Ye Chen again, he was murderous and extremely ruthless, but he was obviously inexperienced in fighting the enemy, and only knew how to attack but not defend. In addition, his realm was one level lower than that of the shopkeeper, so Ye Chen's unreserved offensive was completely resolved by the shopkeeper.

The battle situation was thus in a stalemate.

Ye Chen was anxious, and his moves became more and more chaotic and he didn't know the rules. The shopkeeper defended himself steadily, and did not take risks when seeing this, but just fought steadily and steadily.

Ye Chen knew very well that if he continued to fight like this, he might be defeated here. This person was an acquaintance of Feng Shao, and he would definitely tell Feng Shao about this matter afterwards. After Feng Shao got his handle, how could he let him go? I'm afraid that it would be a light punishment to destroy his cultivation and expel him from the mountain gate!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen became more anxious. He began to regret that he was too hasty in seeking revenge this time. He should wait until he was promoted to the Jindan realm, and then he would be able to win. It's a pity that he has been going smoothly all the time, which led to his self-confidence swelling. He thought that he could take down Linglong Pavilion steadily with his current realm, but he didn't expect that this mere shopkeeper could fight so well.

Ye Chen now felt that maybe he had to consider escaping first, and revenge could only be discussed later. He only hoped that the old man, the master's uncle, would protect him to death and not let him be expelled from the mountain gate by Feng Shao.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen began to look around and search for an opportunity to escape.

At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle Deng, what are you doing? Why are you still not sleeping at night?"

As soon as this was said, everyone was shocked!

The little girl turned around quickly, but saw her brother rubbing his eyes, looking at the two people fighting in the courtyard with a confused look. The moment the shopkeeper and Ye Chen saw the little boy and the little girl, their faces changed at the same time.

The difference is that Ye Chen was happy in his heart, while the shopkeeper secretly said that it was not good.

"Sure enough, God will not let me go!" Ye Chen thought to himself.