"you--"

Being pinched by the neck, Bai Huang instinctively grabbed Xia Yanzhen's palms and arms and tried to break them open.

"Fragile."

Xia Yanzhen deliberately whispered something for Emperor Bai to hear.

The body of the young man in front of him was that of an ordinary person, not extraordinary. To Xia Yanzhen, he was just an extremely fragile doll.

As long as he exerts a slight force, he can break his neck and even crush his cervical vertebrae.

Naturally, Xia Yanzhen would not do this.

He just slowly closed his palms and lifted them up - the movement was the same as the pace he walked over, not hastily or slowly.

When his neck tightened, he was suspended in the air, suffocated, and the feeling of lack of oxygen came over him, and the White Emperor instinctively kicked his legs.

When he kicked Xia Yanzhen's leg, there was no telekinesis wrapped around him, and he felt like he was being kicked on a steel plate.

After two or three blows, I didn't dare to move, and I didn't have the strength to move again.

Bai Huang's consciousness was slowly disappearing, his body began to become weak, and large black spots appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hello."

Wang Bing spoke, he would not sit back and watch the White Emperor be killed.

Xia Yanzhen turned to look at Wang Bing, smiled friendly, and let go.

Baihuang fell to the ground, gasping for air and tears streaming down his face. It was not just fear in his heart, but also a physical reaction.

A less obvious red mark on his neck is fading away.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to kill anyone, I just want to teach the disobedient children a little lesson."

Xia Yanzhen said to Wang Bing, "It is not a good habit to provoke others at every turn and to kill someone if you disagree."

"Wrong, wrong, brother Eleven, I won't dare next time." Wang Bing didn't say anything, but Gao Qiang immediately spoke.

These words are not meant for Wang Bing.

If I don’t jump anymore, I won’t jump anymore in the future.

If you see others dancing, you should only dance with Brother Eleven’s permission.

Wang Gaoqiang, who had been the eldest brother of a gangster for two months in the real world, recalled that in the world of God's Dream, he was actually the younger brother.

"He knows he is wrong, what about you?" Xia Yanzhen knelt down and looked at Bai Huang.

Bai Huang glanced at Xia Yanzhen, with fear and resentment in his eyes, and whispered: "I was wrong."

"Very good." Xia Yanzhen stood up.

"We are all companions of the same teammate, and we will live and die together in the future..." Tao E came out at the right time to smooth things over.

After some beautiful words, Gao Qiang and Bai Huang's faces looked a little better.

Wang Bing glanced at Tao E and felt slightly relieved.

Fortunately, there is an "instructor" here.

When the atmosphere calmed down, Tao E said: "Let me tell you straight away, are you two willing to complete the mission with us? If not, we can separate without forcing it.

"But there are a few things I want to remind you. First of all, this is an ancient martial arts world, and transportation and communication are very inconvenient. Secondly, our mission is to obtain the complete Blazing Fire Divine Art. I suspect that there must be more than one Blazing Fire Divine Art.

', it may be that the secret book is divided into several parts, or it may be some other situation.

"It is imaginable how difficult it is for one person to complete this task. I hope everyone can put aside some unnecessary grievances caused by quarrels and truly cooperate to complete the task.

"You can get along for a few days first. If it's really not suitable, it's not too late to separate."

Reasonable and well-founded.

"I have no problem with it. God's Dream brought us together as a team. It definitely didn't want to see us fight among ourselves." Wang Bing said.

"As long as this yellow hair doesn't bother me," Bai Huang said.

It seems that he is still looking at people through his nostrils, but in fact, compared with his "I was wrong", these words are a true admission of guilt.

"Tch." Gao Qiang snorted disdainfully without retorting.

Of course he would not provoke this brat again unless Uncle Tao and Brother Eleven agreed.

"That's good. I hope we can cooperate happily in the future." Tao E laughed.

Ten minutes later, several people who had packed up walked out of the small courtyard.

This is where they live, not in a town or village.

But it's not exactly secluded. It's about half a day's walk from the nearest town.

This is the speed of ordinary people. Jianghu people should be faster and ride horses faster.

Xia Yanzhen and the others had no horses, so they walked slowly on a fairly flat dirt road, surrounded by green trees.

It's a pity that it is not an idyllic scene.

The five people were all empty-handed, and the broken silver and some clothes they had collected were put into their respective imprint spaces.

The imprinted space is not limited to equipment and props with descriptions.

As long as the total volume is less than the (existing) capacity of the space, any inanimate object can be put in it.

This is undoubtedly good news, as it means that everyone can move more easily without having to carry large or small bags.

Speaking of which, those martial arts people travel around the world, except for weapons such as swords, guns, clubs, and swords, and they don't seem to carry any packages or the like.

Is it purely based on money?

This question is difficult to answer. Xia Yanzhen and the others searched the entire courtyard and found not much money.

I don’t know much about prices in this world, and I don’t know how long the money will last.

But if you are just living in the world, you definitely won’t have to worry about money.

That wouldn't be romantic.

Because Gao Qiang was injured, the five of them were not very fast. They set off in the morning and arrived at Sanhe Town in the evening.

Gao Qiang's injuries have also recovered by 50%, and he can move freely.

It actually made the White Emperor look askance.

Entering Sanhe Town, the five of them went straight to an inn or restaurant. On the one hand, they were hungry, and on the other hand, they had many years of experience watching martial arts-related works.

If you want to get information, if you don't have money, your first choice is a waiter in a hotel. If you have money, you can choose an intelligence agency like "Tian Ji Lou".

I don’t know if there is any sect like Tianji Tower here.

But the restaurant definitely has it.

After choosing an inn and restaurant with four floors, definitely one of the best in Sanhe Town, Xia Yanzhen and the others entered.

As soon as I entered, I felt that something was wrong in the lobby.

The fairly spacious lobby was full of people, with only one empty table.

Most of the guests look different from ordinary people.

Some wear bamboo hats and drooping black veils to cover their faces, and they don't take them off even when eating.

Some of them are so tall and powerful that even sitting there makes people worry that the long stool under their buttocks will collapse.

There are also people with scars on their faces, exuding the aura of being kept away from strangers.

There were also a few bald heads with ring scars on their heads, but they were feasting on the big fish and meat in front of them. They were wearing red robes, so they were obviously not serious monks.

The feature that most distinguishes these people from ordinary people is that there are about seventy people present, and they have all kinds of cold weapons around them.

Most of them are short weapons such as swords.

A few have long weapons.

When Xia Yanzhen and the others came in, more than half of the people present looked towards the door, and two-thirds of the remaining half looked over covertly.

It is normal for Jianghu people to behave like this.

There are only a few people who don't even glance at them. They are either stupid or masters.

If ordinary people stumbled into a place that looked like a "gang party", they would be so frightened that they would leave immediately.

Xia Yanzhen and the others naturally ignored this small scene.

The White Emperor did not forget to raise his face, using his nostrils as eyes, to return the favor.

Wang Bing noticed this and stepped forward to block the provocation from Bai Huang's nostrils.

When you first arrive, don't make enemies.

Bai Huang looks at people's behavior with his nostrils. It is very likely that "you are looking at what you are looking at", and then everyone will start to chop each other.

It's normal for people in martial arts circles to carry knives not just to peel apples.

If you don't kill people, you're just a charlatan. Go home and farm.
To be continued...