An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
he answered.
This time it was Feng Xiuyang's turn to be a little surprised. He had not yet drawn his sword, and his sword intention was ready to strike. This time the opponent suddenly admitted defeat, leaving him with a feeling that he had no way to vent. This feeling was very unpleasant, and he also felt that the people around him were very unhappy. This was a place of evil people, and he began to feel the malice... Gradually, Feng Xiuyang's face began to look ferocious.
He moved on.
Even when Zhuge Dangdang was here, he still respected these three people. Everyone knows that in any place with huge power, there must be some old monsters who are hiding from the world, and Fenghuo Liancheng is no exception.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
Feng Xiuyang replied calmly: "A few years ago, I went to Wudang Mountain to ask. The old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain said that my Taoist roots were uncertain and they could not teach me. But they also said that I had a Taoist destiny and asked me to go down the mountain to find it myself. I’ll go back when I find the Tao that suits me. But after several years of searching, I still don’t know what kind of Tao I should pursue. Then someone said to me, then why don’t you try all the Tao fruits?”
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
"I don't have any pie, I just asked."
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
Chen Sanniang laughed out loud and stretched out her hand to caress the scholar's face: "I like you as an unpretentious man. You want to kill me without hiding it in your eyes. Tonight, Third Sister will reward you. You can spend the night in my room, Third Sister." I’ll let you know what heaven is on earth.”
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
Chen Sanniang asked again: "For a Taoist disciple like you, who seems to have advanced cultivation at a young age and has an unlimited future, why do you come to Fenghuo Liancheng? You said you want to be the master. We welcome people with the ability to do this. seat, but so-called chivalrous and decent people are not welcome.”
The man who looks like an old fisherman is the second-in-command of Fenghuo Liancheng. No one knows his name and everyone calls him the Coiled Hat Old Man. Now the acting principal of Fenghuoliancheng. They don't know yet that Zhuge Dangdang is dead. If they knew, he would be a veritable master.
Bang bang bang bang... Chen Sanniang applauded: "It's interesting, you can do it, I can't beat you."
Feng Xiuyang frowned slightly, seeming to dislike Chen Sanniang. But his eyes quickly shifted to the coir raincoat, the long sword moved slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the coir raincoat's face: "Are you the second in charge? Then it's you."
This is not a joke.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
That charming woman was the third in charge of the family. It is said that she was once the foreman of the most prosperous brothel in Daxi. Later, she was arrested by the court for unknown reasons, had her face tattooed, and was sent to a border town to become a military slave. The name of a military slave. You can imagine what life will be like. But this person is very strong. How she reached this level of cultivation has always been a mystery. Everyone calls her Chen Sanniang.
"It's as fast as the wind, and you can't distinguish many swords."
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
Chen Sanniang asked again: "For a Taoist disciple like you, who seems to have advanced cultivation at a young age and has an unlimited future, why do you come to Fenghuo Liancheng? You said you want to be the master. We welcome people with the ability to do this. seat, but so-called chivalrous and decent people are not welcome.”
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
"I don't have any pie, I just asked."
Feng Xiuyang replied calmly: "A few years ago, I went to Wudang Mountain to ask. The old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain said that my Taoist roots were uncertain and they could not teach me. But they also said that I had a Taoist destiny and asked me to go down the mountain to find it myself. I’ll go back when I find the Tao that suits me. But after several years of searching, I still don’t know what kind of Tao I should pursue. Then someone said to me, then why don’t you try all the Tao fruits?”
Fenghuo Liancheng is a very lawless place but it has its own rules, and those rules are decided by the evildoers. Many Jianghu people think that they are evil people and should belong to the Fenghuo Liancheng, so some people come from thousands of miles away. Just like Buddhist believers who travel thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Daleichi Temple, they come here as a pilgrimage. But only after they arrived did they realize that the evil things they had done were nothing more than child's play to the people in Fenghuolian City. Moreover, their cultivation level is too low and they will not be taken seriously at all.
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
This is not a joke.
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
"young people."
"It's as fast as the wind, and you can't distinguish many swords."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
Chen Sanniang's hair hung down to cover half of her face, because that half of her face had the word "slave" on it. She was supposed to be a very beautiful woman, but now she seems to be a bit of a ghost. It is said that everyone who has seen the other half of her face has died, but some people swear that they have actually seen it. In addition to the word "Slave" on that half of the face, there is also a long, ugly scar that looks like a centipede. .
"young people."
She twisted her waist and walked to the tea stall on the side to sit down. The boss was so frightened that he quickly brought tea and poured water, trembling.
"I don't have any pie, I just asked."
"you win!"
Bang bang bang bang... Chen Sanniang applauded: "It's interesting, you can do it, I can't beat you."
Chen Sanniang's speaking voice is very nice, with a little hoarseness. She knew very well what kind of voice men liked, and the tone squeezed out of her throat could penetrate people's bones. But everyone also knew how ruthless this woman was, so she was nicknamed Black Widow.
Chen Sanniang laughed out loud and stretched out her hand to caress the scholar's face: "I like you as an unpretentious man. You want to kill me without hiding it in your eyes. Tonight, Third Sister will reward you. You can spend the night in my room, Third Sister." I’ll let you know what heaven is on earth.”
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
"I vaguely heard that some people said that this would make them the second boss, but they refused to accept it."
After saying this, he began to move forward, step by step, firmly and gently. But the coir raincoat started to retreat, step by step, getting more and more messy. The coir raincoat could see that the other party was really young, so he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He has been in the world for many years, and even became the second master in a land of villains. He relies on being more ruthless than others, but now he is forced to retreat by a young man. He feels that he has actually lost.
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
Chen Sanniang shook her head: "I won't fight you. You are so beautiful, with thin skin, tender flesh, and beautiful eyebrows. What a pity if I accidentally kill you? What a pity if you accidentally kill me... Besides, you have to do it. It’s the first boss, not the third boss, so there’s nothing wrong with me.”
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
Chen Sanniang's hair hung down to cover half of her face, because that half of her face had the word "slave" on it. She was supposed to be a very beautiful woman, but now she seems to be a bit of a ghost. It is said that everyone who has seen the other half of her face has died, but some people swear that they have actually seen it. In addition to the word "Slave" on that half of the face, there is also a long, ugly scar that looks like a centipede. .
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
The scholar shook his head: "You are the black widow, I'm afraid you will swallow me."
He moved on.
No one spoke.
This is not a joke.
No one spoke.
Chen Sanniang shook her head: "I won't fight you. You are so beautiful, with thin skin, tender flesh, and beautiful eyebrows. What a pity if I accidentally kill you? What a pity if you accidentally kill me... Besides, you have to do it. It’s the first boss, not the third boss, so there’s nothing wrong with me.”
Fenghuo Liancheng is a very lawless place but it has its own rules, and those rules are decided by the evildoers. Many Jianghu people think that they are evil people and should belong to the Fenghuo Liancheng, so some people come from thousands of miles away. Just like Buddhist believers who travel thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Daleichi Temple, they come here as a pilgrimage. But only after they arrived did they realize that the evil things they had done were nothing more than child's play to the people in Fenghuolian City. Moreover, their cultivation level is too low and they will not be taken seriously at all.
The wide sword was replaced with a narrow sword. It was just a change of swords, and the three people were moved by it.
Even when Zhuge Dangdang was here, he still respected these three people. Everyone knows that in any place with huge power, there must be some old monsters who are hiding from the world, and Fenghuo Liancheng is no exception.
He takes action.
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
On the city wall, a veteran carrying a rusty iron gun squinted at Feng Xiuyang: "Did you see clearly how many swords he fired?"
Chen Sanniang's speaking voice is very nice, with a little hoarseness. She knew very well what kind of voice men liked, and the tone squeezed out of her throat could penetrate people's bones. But everyone also knew how ruthless this woman was, so she was nicknamed Black Widow.
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
He moved on.
"I am."
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
Feng Xiuyang said: "If I say he is dead, he must be dead."
Coirellia Old Man: "I am the second master, and there is a master above me. If you want to be the master, you have to wait. You said you want to be the master, no matter how many masters you are, you have to come next to each other according to the rules. Here There are thirteen heads in total. You start with the thirteenth, and when you reach me, I will naturally fight."
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
he answered.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
The man who looks like an old fisherman is the second-in-command of Fenghuo Liancheng. No one knows his name and everyone calls him the Coiled Hat Old Man. Now the acting principal of Fenghuoliancheng. They don't know yet that Zhuge Dangdang is dead. If they knew, he would be a veritable master.
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
he answered.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
Chen Sanniang asked again: "For a Taoist disciple like you, who seems to have advanced cultivation at a young age and has an unlimited future, why do you come to Fenghuo Liancheng? You said you want to be the master. We welcome people with the ability to do this. seat, but so-called chivalrous and decent people are not welcome.”
He takes action.
Coirellia Old Man: "I am the second master, and there is a master above me. If you want to be the master, you have to wait. You said you want to be the master, no matter how many masters you are, you have to come next to each other according to the rules. Here There are thirteen heads in total. You start with the thirteenth, and when you reach me, I will naturally fight."
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
"I don't have any pie, I just asked."
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
He moved on.
Chen Sanniang shook her head: "I won't fight you. You are so beautiful, with thin skin, tender flesh, and beautiful eyebrows. What a pity if I accidentally kill you? What a pity if you accidentally kill me... Besides, you have to do it. It’s the first boss, not the third boss, so there’s nothing wrong with me.”
"young people."
Feng Xiuyang replied calmly: "A few years ago, I went to Wudang Mountain to ask. The old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain said that my Taoist roots were uncertain and they could not teach me. But they also said that I had a Taoist destiny and asked me to go down the mountain to find it myself. I’ll go back when I find the Tao that suits me. But after several years of searching, I still don’t know what kind of Tao I should pursue. Then someone said to me, then why don’t you try all the Tao fruits?”
he answered.
He takes action.
The man who looks like an old fisherman is the second-in-command of Fenghuo Liancheng. No one knows his name and everyone calls him the Coiled Hat Old Man. Now the acting principal of Fenghuoliancheng. They don't know yet that Zhuge Dangdang is dead. If they knew, he would be a veritable master.
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
Coirellia Old Man: "I am the second master, and there is a master above me. If you want to be the master, you have to wait. You said you want to be the master, no matter how many masters you are, you have to come next to each other according to the rules. Here There are thirteen heads in total. You start with the thirteenth, and when you reach me, I will naturally fight."
Feng Xiuyang put away the narrow sword, looked at the corpse of the coir raincoat on the ground and said, "This is more justified... So, now who thinks I can be the big boss? Who thinks I can't be the big boss?"
he answered.
The veteran said: "More than that? That's just his narrow sword. He also has a mahogany sword."
Coirellia Old Man: "I am the second master, and there is a master above me. If you want to be the master, you have to wait. You said you want to be the master, no matter how many masters you are, you have to come next to each other according to the rules. Here There are thirteen heads in total. You start with the thirteenth, and when you reach me, I will naturally fight."
Feng Xiuyang said: "But I have never experienced what it feels like to be a bad person. People from the Taoist sect like to call it becoming a demon, and people from the Buddhist sect call it Shura Dao. But whether it is a demon or an Shura, I have to give it a try."
After Chen Sanniang sat down, she squinted her eyes and looked at the coir raincoat man, who glared at her coldly.
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
She glanced at Feng Xiuyang: "Hey, boy, don't you want to be the master? Take action, I want to see if you have the qualifications. If you kill that old guy, I will go there tonight In your room, I will climb up and give you a mouth, and then move on my own.”
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
Feng Xiuyang replied calmly: "A few years ago, I went to Wudang Mountain to ask. The old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain said that my Taoist roots were uncertain and they could not teach me. But they also said that I had a Taoist destiny and asked me to go down the mountain to find it myself. I’ll go back when I find the Tao that suits me. But after several years of searching, I still don’t know what kind of Tao I should pursue. Then someone said to me, then why don’t you try all the Tao fruits?”
She glanced at Feng Xiuyang: "Hey, boy, don't you want to be the master? Take action, I want to see if you have the qualifications. If you kill that old guy, I will go there tonight In your room, I will climb up and give you a mouth, and then move on my own.”
He moved on.
However, the bad guys who come here because of their reputation find that they are not taken seriously here and cannot leave, because the people at the bottom are also needed here. These people were forced into a certain role, such as restaurant owner or restaurant waiter. For example, brothel girls or old ladies... They can't resist, because resisting is all they need. Even if the owner of this tea stall is a fool, he would not want to sell tea in a place like Fenghuo Liancheng, but he has to sell it because it is his job...
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
Even when Zhuge Dangdang was here, he still respected these three people. Everyone knows that in any place with huge power, there must be some old monsters who are hiding from the world, and Fenghuo Liancheng is no exception.
This time it was Feng Xiuyang's turn to be a little surprised. He had not yet drawn his sword, and his sword intention was ready to strike. This time the opponent suddenly admitted defeat, leaving him with a feeling that he had no way to vent. This feeling was very unpleasant, and he also felt that the people around him were very unhappy. This was a place of evil people, and he began to feel the malice... Gradually, Feng Xiuyang's face began to look ferocious.
The wide sword was replaced with a narrow sword. It was just a change of swords, and the three people were moved by it.
That charming woman was the third in charge of the family. It is said that she was once the foreman of the most prosperous brothel in Daxi. Later, she was arrested by the court for unknown reasons, had her face tattooed, and was sent to a border town to become a military slave. The name of a military slave. You can imagine what life will be like. But this person is very strong. How she reached this level of cultivation has always been a mystery. Everyone calls her Chen Sanniang.
The veteran said: "More than that? That's just his narrow sword. He also has a mahogany sword."
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
He asked Chen Sanniang: "Can you take action?"
The coir raincoat suddenly stopped, and then threw away the fishing rod and fishing basket in his hand: "You win, you will be the second boss from today on."
Feng Xiuyang murmured to himself: "So this is a villain, this is shameless...it seems like there is nothing special about him."
Fenghuo Liancheng is a very lawless place but it has its own rules, and those rules are decided by the evildoers. Many Jianghu people think that they are evil people and should belong to the Fenghuo Liancheng, so some people come from thousands of miles away. Just like Buddhist believers who travel thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Daleichi Temple, they come here as a pilgrimage. But only after they arrived did they realize that the evil things they had done were nothing more than child's play to the people in Fenghuolian City. Moreover, their cultivation level is too low and they will not be taken seriously at all.
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
The wide sword was replaced with a narrow sword. It was just a change of swords, and the three people were moved by it.
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
Feng Xiuyang said: "If I say he is dead, he must be dead."
Chen Sanniang shook her head: "I won't fight you. You are so beautiful, with thin skin, tender flesh, and beautiful eyebrows. What a pity if I accidentally kill you? What a pity if you accidentally kill me... Besides, you have to do it. It’s the first boss, not the third boss, so there’s nothing wrong with me.”
The wide sword was replaced with a narrow sword. It was just a change of swords, and the three people were moved by it.
No one spoke.
Even when Zhuge Dangdang was here, he still respected these three people. Everyone knows that in any place with huge power, there must be some old monsters who are hiding from the world, and Fenghuo Liancheng is no exception.
"you win!"
She twisted her waist and walked to the tea stall on the side to sit down. The boss was so frightened that he quickly brought tea and poured water, trembling.
He moved on.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
She twisted her waist and walked to the tea stall on the side to sit down. The boss was so frightened that he quickly brought tea and poured water, trembling.
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
Three seconds later, the coir raincoat died.
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
Fenghuo Liancheng is a very lawless place but it has its own rules, and those rules are decided by the evildoers. Many Jianghu people think that they are evil people and should belong to the Fenghuo Liancheng, so some people come from thousands of miles away. Just like Buddhist believers who travel thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Daleichi Temple, they come here as a pilgrimage. But only after they arrived did they realize that the evil things they had done were nothing more than child's play to the people in Fenghuolian City. Moreover, their cultivation level is too low and they will not be taken seriously at all.
He raised his head and looked at the coir raincoat man and said, "You no longer have a master."
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
However, the bad guys who come here because of their reputation find that they are not taken seriously here and cannot leave, because the people at the bottom are also needed here. These people were forced into a certain role, such as restaurant owner or restaurant waiter. For example, brothel girls or old ladies... They can't resist, because resisting is all they need. Even if the owner of this tea stall is a fool, he would not want to sell tea in a place like Fenghuo Liancheng, but he has to sell it because it is his job...
Chen Sanniang shook her head: "I won't fight you. You are so beautiful, with thin skin, tender flesh, and beautiful eyebrows. What a pity if I accidentally kill you? What a pity if you accidentally kill me... Besides, you have to do it. It’s the first boss, not the third boss, so there’s nothing wrong with me.”
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
She glanced at Feng Xiuyang: "Hey, boy, don't you want to be the master? Take action, I want to see if you have the qualifications. If you kill that old guy, I will go there tonight In your room, I will climb up and give you a mouth, and then move on my own.”
After Chen Sanniang sat down, she squinted her eyes and looked at the coir raincoat man, who glared at her coldly.
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
"I vaguely heard that some people said that this would make them the second boss, but they refused to accept it."
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
Feng Xiuyang put away the narrow sword, looked at the corpse of the coir raincoat on the ground and said, "This is more justified... So, now who thinks I can be the big boss? Who thinks I can't be the big boss?"
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
He raised his head and looked at the coir raincoat man and said, "You no longer have a master."
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
He takes action.
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
The coir raincoat man snorted coldly and looked back. The scholar had already walked to the tea stall and sat down: "I have just been promoted to fourth."
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
Feng Xiuyang frowned slightly, seeming to dislike Chen Sanniang. But his eyes quickly shifted to the coir raincoat, the long sword moved slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the coir raincoat's face: "Are you the second in charge? Then it's you."
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
She twisted her waist and walked to the tea stall on the side to sit down. The boss was so frightened that he quickly brought tea and poured water, trembling.
The coir raincoat suddenly stopped, and then threw away the fishing rod and fishing basket in his hand: "You win, you will be the second boss from today on."
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
Feng Xiuyang murmured to himself: "So this is a villain, this is shameless...it seems like there is nothing special about him."
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
After saying this, he began to move forward, step by step, firmly and gently. But the coir raincoat started to retreat, step by step, getting more and more messy. The coir raincoat could see that the other party was really young, so he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He has been in the world for many years, and even became the second master in a land of villains. He relies on being more ruthless than others, but now he is forced to retreat by a young man. He feels that he has actually lost.
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
Chen Sanniang laughed out loud and stretched out her hand to caress the scholar's face: "I like you as an unpretentious man. You want to kill me without hiding it in your eyes. Tonight, Third Sister will reward you. You can spend the night in my room, Third Sister." I’ll let you know what heaven is on earth.”
Feng Xiuyang said: "But I have never experienced what it feels like to be a bad person. People from the Taoist sect like to call it becoming a demon, and people from the Buddhist sect call it Shura Dao. But whether it is a demon or an Shura, I have to give it a try."
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
The scholar shook his head: "You are the black widow, I'm afraid you will swallow me."
"I am."
However, the bad guys who come here because of their reputation find that they are not taken seriously here and cannot leave, because the people at the bottom are also needed here. These people were forced into a certain role, such as restaurant owner or restaurant waiter. For example, brothel girls or old ladies... They can't resist, because resisting is all they need. Even if the owner of this tea stall is a fool, he would not want to sell tea in a place like Fenghuo Liancheng, but he has to sell it because it is his job...
He asked Chen Sanniang: "Can you take action?"
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
The scholar shook his head: "You are the black widow, I'm afraid you will swallow me."
He asked Chen Sanniang: "Can you take action?"
"young people."
The wide sword was replaced with a narrow sword. It was just a change of swords, and the three people were moved by it.
Feng Xiuyang put away the narrow sword, looked at the corpse of the coir raincoat on the ground and said, "This is more justified... So, now who thinks I can be the big boss? Who thinks I can't be the big boss?"
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
No one spoke.
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
Even when Zhuge Dangdang was here, he still respected these three people. Everyone knows that in any place with huge power, there must be some old monsters who are hiding from the world, and Fenghuo Liancheng is no exception.
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
He moved on.
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
She glanced at Feng Xiuyang: "Hey, boy, don't you want to be the master? Take action, I want to see if you have the qualifications. If you kill that old guy, I will go there tonight In your room, I will climb up and give you a mouth, and then move on my own.”
After saying this, he began to move forward, step by step, firmly and gently. But the coir raincoat started to retreat, step by step, getting more and more messy. The coir raincoat could see that the other party was really young, so he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He has been in the world for many years, and even became the second master in a land of villains. He relies on being more ruthless than others, but now he is forced to retreat by a young man. He feels that he has actually lost.
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
he answered.
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
No one spoke.
Feng Xiuyang frowned slightly, seeming to dislike Chen Sanniang. But his eyes quickly shifted to the coir raincoat, the long sword moved slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the coir raincoat's face: "Are you the second in charge? Then it's you."
Feng Xiuyang murmured to himself: "So this is a villain, this is shameless...it seems like there is nothing special about him."
No one spoke.
"I vaguely heard that some people said that this would make them the second boss, but they refused to accept it."
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
Coirellia Old Man: "I am the second master, and there is a master above me. If you want to be the master, you have to wait. You said you want to be the master, no matter how many masters you are, you have to come next to each other according to the rules. Here There are thirteen heads in total. You start with the thirteenth, and when you reach me, I will naturally fight."
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
He raised his head and looked at the coir raincoat man and said, "You no longer have a master."
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
After Chen Sanniang sat down, she squinted her eyes and looked at the coir raincoat man, who glared at her coldly.
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
he answered.
Feng Xiuyang frowned slightly, seeming to dislike Chen Sanniang. But his eyes quickly shifted to the coir raincoat, the long sword moved slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the coir raincoat's face: "Are you the second in charge? Then it's you."
Feng Xiuyang murmured to himself: "So this is a villain, this is shameless...it seems like there is nothing special about him."
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
After saying this, he began to move forward, step by step, firmly and gently. But the coir raincoat started to retreat, step by step, getting more and more messy. The coir raincoat could see that the other party was really young, so he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He has been in the world for many years, and even became the second master in a land of villains. He relies on being more ruthless than others, but now he is forced to retreat by a young man. He feels that he has actually lost.
"I am."
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
She glanced at Feng Xiuyang: "Hey, boy, don't you want to be the master? Take action, I want to see if you have the qualifications. If you kill that old guy, I will go there tonight In your room, I will climb up and give you a mouth, and then move on my own.”
He raised his head and looked at the coir raincoat man and said, "You no longer have a master."
The wide sword was replaced with a narrow sword. It was just a change of swords, and the three people were moved by it.
He moved on.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
Chen Sanniang's hair hung down to cover half of her face, because that half of her face had the word "slave" on it. She was supposed to be a very beautiful woman, but now she seems to be a bit of a ghost. It is said that everyone who has seen the other half of her face has died, but some people swear that they have actually seen it. In addition to the word "Slave" on that half of the face, there is also a long, ugly scar that looks like a centipede. .
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
"It's as fast as the wind, and you can't distinguish many swords."
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
He moved on.
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
Chen Sanniang's hair hung down to cover half of her face, because that half of her face had the word "slave" on it. She was supposed to be a very beautiful woman, but now she seems to be a bit of a ghost. It is said that everyone who has seen the other half of her face has died, but some people swear that they have actually seen it. In addition to the word "Slave" on that half of the face, there is also a long, ugly scar that looks like a centipede. .
As for the coir raincoat man, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. The master's cultivation is unparalleled. Do you think he will die if he dies?"
The coir raincoat man snorted coldly and looked back. The scholar had already walked to the tea stall and sat down: "I have just been promoted to fourth."
He takes action.
"I don't have any pie, I just asked."
Feng Xiuyang frowned slightly, seeming to dislike Chen Sanniang. But his eyes quickly shifted to the coir raincoat, the long sword moved slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the coir raincoat's face: "Are you the second in charge? Then it's you."
"I am."
Fenghuo Liancheng is a very lawless place but it has its own rules, and those rules are decided by the evildoers. Many Jianghu people think that they are evil people and should belong to the Fenghuo Liancheng, so some people come from thousands of miles away. Just like Buddhist believers who travel thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Daleichi Temple, they come here as a pilgrimage. But only after they arrived did they realize that the evil things they had done were nothing more than child's play to the people in Fenghuolian City. Moreover, their cultivation level is too low and they will not be taken seriously at all.
Feng Xiuyang said: "If I say he is dead, he must be dead."
Feng Xiuyang replied calmly: "A few years ago, I went to Wudang Mountain to ask. The old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain said that my Taoist roots were uncertain and they could not teach me. But they also said that I had a Taoist destiny and asked me to go down the mountain to find it myself. I’ll go back when I find the Tao that suits me. But after several years of searching, I still don’t know what kind of Tao I should pursue. Then someone said to me, then why don’t you try all the Tao fruits?”
"young people."
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
Bang bang bang bang... Chen Sanniang applauded: "It's interesting, you can do it, I can't beat you."
Chen Sanniang's hair hung down to cover half of her face, because that half of her face had the word "slave" on it. She was supposed to be a very beautiful woman, but now she seems to be a bit of a ghost. It is said that everyone who has seen the other half of her face has died, but some people swear that they have actually seen it. In addition to the word "Slave" on that half of the face, there is also a long, ugly scar that looks like a centipede. .
Chen Sanniang asked again: "For a Taoist disciple like you, who seems to have advanced cultivation at a young age and has an unlimited future, why do you come to Fenghuo Liancheng? You said you want to be the master. We welcome people with the ability to do this. seat, but so-called chivalrous and decent people are not welcome.”
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
After saying this, he began to move forward, step by step, firmly and gently. But the coir raincoat started to retreat, step by step, getting more and more messy. The coir raincoat could see that the other party was really young, so he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He has been in the world for many years, and even became the second master in a land of villains. He relies on being more ruthless than others, but now he is forced to retreat by a young man. He feels that he has actually lost.
Coirellia Old Man: "I am the second master, and there is a master above me. If you want to be the master, you have to wait. You said you want to be the master, no matter how many masters you are, you have to come next to each other according to the rules. Here There are thirteen heads in total. You start with the thirteenth, and when you reach me, I will naturally fight."
"young people."
She twisted her waist and walked to the tea stall on the side to sit down. The boss was so frightened that he quickly brought tea and poured water, trembling.
He takes action.
"you win!"
Feng Xiuyang murmured to himself: "So this is a villain, this is shameless...it seems like there is nothing special about him."
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
No one spoke.
The coir raincoat suddenly stopped, and then threw away the fishing rod and fishing basket in his hand: "You win, you will be the second boss from today on."
Feng Xiuyang put away the narrow sword, looked at the corpse of the coir raincoat on the ground and said, "This is more justified... So, now who thinks I can be the big boss? Who thinks I can't be the big boss?"
Feng Xiuyang changed his sword after seeing these three people appear. There was an open sword box behind him. It was very big and wide, but it didn't look awkward at all when he carried it on his back. On the contrary, there is a different kind of elegance, a bit of sharpness and solemnity in the elegance.
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
This time it was Feng Xiuyang's turn to be a little surprised. He had not yet drawn his sword, and his sword intention was ready to strike. This time the opponent suddenly admitted defeat, leaving him with a feeling that he had no way to vent. This feeling was very unpleasant, and he also felt that the people around him were very unhappy. This was a place of evil people, and he began to feel the malice... Gradually, Feng Xiuyang's face began to look ferocious.
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
She glanced at Feng Xiuyang: "Hey, boy, don't you want to be the master? Take action, I want to see if you have the qualifications. If you kill that old guy, I will go there tonight In your room, I will climb up and give you a mouth, and then move on my own.”
"I vaguely heard that some people said that this would make them the second boss, but they refused to accept it."
Chen Sanniang's speaking voice is very nice, with a little hoarseness. She knew very well what kind of voice men liked, and the tone squeezed out of her throat could penetrate people's bones. But everyone also knew how ruthless this woman was, so she was nicknamed Black Widow.
After saying this, he began to move forward, step by step, firmly and gently. But the coir raincoat started to retreat, step by step, getting more and more messy. The coir raincoat could see that the other party was really young, so he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He has been in the world for many years, and even became the second master in a land of villains. He relies on being more ruthless than others, but now he is forced to retreat by a young man. He feels that he has actually lost.
The coir raincoat man snorted coldly and looked back. The scholar had already walked to the tea stall and sat down: "I have just been promoted to fourth."
Three seconds later, the coir raincoat died.
He moved on.
This is not a joke.
The man who looks like an old fisherman is the second-in-command of Fenghuo Liancheng. No one knows his name and everyone calls him the Coiled Hat Old Man. Now the acting principal of Fenghuoliancheng. They don't know yet that Zhuge Dangdang is dead. If they knew, he would be a veritable master.
No one spoke.
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
He raised his head and looked at the coir raincoat man and said, "You no longer have a master."
Feng Xiuyang frowned slightly, seeming to dislike Chen Sanniang. But his eyes quickly shifted to the coir raincoat, the long sword moved slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the coir raincoat's face: "Are you the second in charge? Then it's you."
Chen Sanniang's speaking voice is very nice, with a little hoarseness. She knew very well what kind of voice men liked, and the tone squeezed out of her throat could penetrate people's bones. But everyone also knew how ruthless this woman was, so she was nicknamed Black Widow.
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
The scholar is the fifth master of the famous family. He was supposed to be promoted to the fourth master today, but he hasn't had time yet. Because he and the fourth master had a drink together last night, and because no one wanted to pay for the drinks, the fourth master killed a family in the restaurant, and he felt that the fourth master had left out the dog raised by that family, so it was a disgrace to the reputation of the Fenghuo Liancheng, and the two quarreled. He got up, so he killed the fourth master.
Chen Sanniang's hair hung down to cover half of her face, because that half of her face had the word "slave" on it. She was supposed to be a very beautiful woman, but now she seems to be a bit of a ghost. It is said that everyone who has seen the other half of her face has died, but some people swear that they have actually seen it. In addition to the word "Slave" on that half of the face, there is also a long, ugly scar that looks like a centipede. .
Chen Sanniang shook her head: "I won't fight you. You are so beautiful, with thin skin, tender flesh, and beautiful eyebrows. What a pity if I accidentally kill you? What a pity if you accidentally kill me... Besides, you have to do it. It’s the first boss, not the third boss, so there’s nothing wrong with me.”
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
He takes action.
"I don't have any pie, I just asked."
After Chen Sanniang sat down, she squinted her eyes and looked at the coir raincoat man, who glared at her coldly.
The coir raincoat suddenly stopped, and then threw away the fishing rod and fishing basket in his hand: "You win, you will be the second boss from today on."
Bang bang bang bang... Chen Sanniang applauded: "It's interesting, you can do it, I can't beat you."
"I am."
"I am."
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
Three seconds later, the coir raincoat died.
He takes action.
The man who looks like an old fisherman is the second-in-command of Fenghuo Liancheng. No one knows his name and everyone calls him the Coiled Hat Old Man. Now the acting principal of Fenghuoliancheng. They don't know yet that Zhuge Dangdang is dead. If they knew, he would be a veritable master.
"Good people and bad people, good consequences and bad consequences, the cycle of life and death, these are the sources of Tao."
Feng Xiuyang put away the narrow sword, looked at the corpse of the coir raincoat on the ground and said, "This is more justified... So, now who thinks I can be the big boss? Who thinks I can't be the big boss?"
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
"you win!"
Feng Xiuyang put away the narrow sword, looked at the corpse of the coir raincoat on the ground and said, "This is more justified... So, now who thinks I can be the big boss? Who thinks I can't be the big boss?"
Bang bang bang bang... Chen Sanniang applauded: "It's interesting, you can do it, I can't beat you."
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
No one spoke.
This is not a joke.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
"I am."
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
Bang bang bang bang... Chen Sanniang applauded: "It's interesting, you can do it, I can't beat you."
Chen Sanniang laughed: "What an unusual little guy. He obviously wants to be the head of the family, wants to be the overlord of the party, but he just said that he wants some kind of Taoist fruit... You still tell such a low-level lie so seriously, so cute."
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
He asked Chen Sanniang: "Can you take action?"
Feng Xiuyang said: "If I say he is dead, he must be dead."
"you win!"
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Chen Sanniang stood up suddenly, her eyes a little red. The teacup in the scholar's hand shook slightly, spilling some tea, and then he was so angry that he tore the tea stall owner's heart out of his heart.
The scholar stood up and walked towards Feng Xiuyang. Feng Xiuyang turned around and faced him, preparing to fight again. The scholar suddenly knelt down, bowed, called "Master" and then turned around and left.
The veteran said: "More than that? That's just his narrow sword. He also has a mahogany sword."
"young people."
Although these three people are not old monsters, they have a very high status in Fenghuolian City.
Feng Xiuyang replied calmly: "A few years ago, I went to Wudang Mountain to ask. The old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain said that my Taoist roots were uncertain and they could not teach me. But they also said that I had a Taoist destiny and asked me to go down the mountain to find it myself. I’ll go back when I find the Tao that suits me. But after several years of searching, I still don’t know what kind of Tao I should pursue. Then someone said to me, then why don’t you try all the Tao fruits?”
On the city wall, a veteran carrying a rusty iron gun squinted at Feng Xiuyang: "Did you see clearly how many swords he fired?"
"I vaguely heard that some people said that this would make them the second boss, but they refused to accept it."
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
Feng Xiuyang said: "If I say he is dead, he must be dead."
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
"It's as fast as the wind, and you can't distinguish many swords."
Chen Sanniang was not angry: "I swallowed you? Only those who have no ability will be swallowed by me. Some people see it as useless, so there is no point in keeping it."
An old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, carrying a fishing basket and a fishing rod, a man wearing a scholar's long shirt who looked helpless, and an old woman who was a mature woman and was full of coquettishness and eye-catching... These three people , as long as it is Fenghuo, even the people in the city know that the three of them are not easy to mess with.
Fenghuo Liancheng is a very lawless place but it has its own rules, and those rules are decided by the evildoers. Many Jianghu people think that they are evil people and should belong to the Fenghuo Liancheng, so some people come from thousands of miles away. Just like Buddhist believers who travel thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Daleichi Temple, they come here as a pilgrimage. But only after they arrived did they realize that the evil things they had done were nothing more than child's play to the people in Fenghuolian City. Moreover, their cultivation level is too low and they will not be taken seriously at all.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't get rid of me, and you've been trying to get fucked for so many years | I've been trying to get fucked, but you haven't succeeded even once, haven't you? I'm giving you face, and I'll let you do it because you're old. Being the boss is just that.”
Feng Xiuyang said: "If I say he is dead, he must be dead."
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "It's too simple, I don't want it."
An old woman sitting next to him mending clothes shook her head: "With that wind-like sword intent just now, he is stronger than Zhuge Dangdang, and it is not impossible for him to become a great master."
Feng Xiuyang said: "But I have never experienced what it feels like to be a bad person. People from the Taoist sect like to call it becoming a demon, and people from the Buddhist sect call it Shura Dao. But whether it is a demon or an Shura, I have to give it a try."
After Chen Sanniang sat down, she squinted her eyes and looked at the coir raincoat man, who glared at her coldly.
"I vaguely heard that some people said that this would make them the second boss, but they refused to accept it."
Chen Sanniang looked at Feng Xiuyang and asked, "Are you a Taoist?"
The coir raincoat man's face turned a little pale: "How is it possible? I have already counted the number of people. According to the rules of the world, there is no need to compete if you admit defeat. You are now the second in charge, and you have the final say here."
The veteran said: "More than that? That's just his narrow sword. He also has a mahogany sword."
Feng Xiuyang remained unmoved and said expressionlessly: "What you say has nothing to do with me. Even you all have nothing to do with me. Even Fenghuo Liancheng has nothing to do with me. All I want is an experience. I got it together." After all the sources and fruits of the path, it will be the day when my great path is achieved.”
The man who looks like an old fisherman is the second-in-command of Fenghuo Liancheng. No one knows his name and everyone calls him the Coiled Hat Old Man. Now the acting principal of Fenghuoliancheng. They don't know yet that Zhuge Dangdang is dead. If they knew, he would be a veritable master.
He glanced at Chen Sanniang, then quickly lowered his head: "I don't want to be promoted to the third level just yet."
Three seconds later, the coir raincoat died.
Chen Sanniang's speaking voice is very nice, with a little hoarseness. She knew very well what kind of voice men liked, and the tone squeezed out of her throat could penetrate people's bones. But everyone also knew how ruthless this woman was, so she was nicknamed Black Widow.
Feng Xiuyang murmured to himself: "So this is a villain, this is shameless...it seems like there is nothing special about him."