Supreme Emperor of Swords

Ding Hao feels that own is like walking in the scenes of previous life costume dramas, and suddenly there is a illusion of space-time travel.

Walking in the crowd, Ding Hao’s out of this world temperament and the white horse’s Shen Jun attracted a lot of attention.

“Old man, one bowl of noodles.” Ding Hao chose a slightly clean food stall and slammed [Snow Region Lion-Dragon Beast] on the horse’s pile and reached out to say hello to the boss.

The owner of the stall is a pair of gray-haired elderly couples of about 60 years old. The Great Grandpa has a little camel on the back, but it is Mind 矍铄, ruddy complexion, to greet the guests, the old woman is cooking and cooking, and the two are dressed plainly. Obviously, it is not a rich family, but the expression is extremely satisfying. Great Grandpa helps the old woman to sweat and from time to time.

The stall was swayed by a strong aroma, and there were many guests. Ding Hao was looking for it with aroma.

“Well, boy, boy, your face is coming.” Boss dragged his long cavity and placed a bowl of delicious noodles in front of Ding Hao’s eyes, steaming, in such a snowy winter, instantly giving People are warm.

Ding Hao smoked his nose, suddenly his index finger moved, and he was about to start immediately. Suddenly, there was a sound of swallowing water next to him.

Looking around, I saw a tattered child dressed in a small stall standing next to the stall. The big eyes were round and staring at the bowl in front of Ding Hao. All eyes were envious. .

This little child, figure is thin, obvious nutrition is not complete, the body does not know how many times to make up, simply is a hundred knots can not see the original look of the clothes, a muddy, ** outside the small hand frozen Qing, looks very pitiful, apparently hungry for a long time, looks a little embarrassed.

The children around, standing 6-May adults, are also a malnourished look, face yellow skinny, wearing a broken, and the night market is not in the atmosphere, the face is with a look of sly, maybe I couldn’t help but swallow the saliva before the aroma was at the booth.

“Dad, I am hungry…” A little child whispered.

The sound is crisp, just like the common sweet-sounding of the empty valley, it is a girl, just a unkempt look, and because the malnutrition is not developed, it looks like a boy.

Called Dad is a middle-aged man who looks like he is in his early thirties. His height is about 1.8 meters, but he is very thin. Simply is a skinny bone, his lips are blue, maybe he is very hungry, his body is a bit awkward, he smells his face. I showed my awkward look and looked at my arms. In the end, I still shook my head and touched the little girl’s forehead. “Xue’er, let me endure, I will help you find some help.” food……”

When I looked around, I looked around for a while and saw that there was something left over from others. I had the courage to want to discuss it. Unfortunately, every time I was treated as a flower, I was stunned back. Some vendors looked at these people all the time. Waved disgustedly to get them out.

“Fucking, stinking, Hana, grabbing the stuff of Father, are you looking for death?”

A figure of sly young Martial Artist stood up and shouted, and waved the little girl’s father to fight, just because the middle-aged man wanted to pour a little of his soup to the little girl.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, and the sputum was not light, and the corner of the mouth flowed out of fresh blood.

Other 6-May companions rushed to get the middle-aged people up, angry and angry, but dare not speak.

The little girl rushed to her father in a panic, and the tears of sparkling and crystal-clear ticking down and cried: “Dad, Dad, Xue’er is not hungry, and Xue’er is not hungry at all. ……”

Ding Hao saw this scene and sighed in his heart.

In essence, Endless Continent is a cold world that is weak before, and the bustling night market can’t cover Weakling’s tragedy. No matter where it is, bullying will always happen, and I don’t know why, Ding Hao originally. A very good mood was completely destroyed by this scene.

“Fucking, moving the stuff of the father, I want to go this way, stop and give the father money!” The young Martial Warrior is aggressive, fierce and sinister, even because of the little soup in the bottom of the bowl, lion’s big mouth, open to the little girl Dad compensates ten tael of silver.

“I… I have no money, Uncle, I don’t dare anymore…” The middle-aged man was scared.

“No money? What is in your arms?” Young Martial Warrior smiled intently, grabbing the middle-aged man’s arms, the middle-aged did not understand Martial Dao, how to dodge? I was caught by a hand, only listening to whoosh sound, the worn clothes were torn, and a few silver-white silver spindles rolled out.

“No, don’t, this is the life-saving money we have in our village. We want to use it to hire Martial Artist Protector Ah…” The middle-aged man is crazy, rushing over to get the silver back, several other companions At this time, they were all anxious, and they rushed over and surrounded the young Martial Artist.

“Haha, what about the country, how do you want to win?” Young Martial Artist sneered and patted the table.

Shuaa~ !

Next to it stood up a dozen sturdy man with big waist and waist, Martial Warrior dress, carrying a weapon, sly expression, breath, a look at the wandering Martial Artist who saw the blood, each and everyone sneered, 8 -Jul is a countryman like Hanako.

“You… I…” The middle-aged group was frightened and pleaded: “Uncle, please do me a favour, this silver is really a life-saving money, the Martial Artist Protector in our village is missing. Now, we have to use it to re-employ Martial Artist Protector. Without Martial Artist Protector, there are hundreds of people in the village, but this winter Heavens, Ah! ”

“I am in charge of the people in your village. If you move something in Father, you have to lose money. Don’t be fucking, or father will kill you, it is just as easy as slaughtering a dog.” Young Martial Warrior grinning hideously, There is no sympathy at all.

The middle-aged people have all been desperate in their eyes.

Ding Hao sighed, sitting in the place and waving gently, an invisible force poured out.

The young Martial Warrior only felt that his hand was suddenly light, and the silver he held was uncontrollably flew out, turned into a string of silver flowing light, and fell into the hands of Ding Hao outside 4-Mar.

“if one can let people off, then spare them, why bother to kill?” Ding Hao placed the silver on the table in front of him, and his head was also Buhui.

“You fucking… little bastard, what do you count, and dare to control me [Thunderbolt Sword] Wen Xin’s thing?” Young Martial Artist was furious and reported the name of own. It seems to be in this film. Fame, otherwise it will not let the surrounding audience simultaneously hold breath cold air.

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Ask for the red ticket, everyone will vote for me.