Chaos clouds splashed with ink, winds blew in all directions, a thunder exploded, and the already continuous rain poured down.
Next to the official road, the shopkeeper of the wine shop was already instructing the waiters to put away their cover in a hurry. However, the panic outside did not affect the business of the shop. It was a rainy day, and many passers-by who were not good at drinking chose to come in to take shelter from the rain, holding wine bottles in their hands.
Or the waiter who serves the dishes is walking through it, so busy that his feet don’t even touch the floor.
"Alas, I don't know when this heavy rain will stop."
"Isn't that true? I heard that it was because I collided with the Dragon King that I was punished by heaven. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you didn't see it, the official roads are all flooded!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? There is no such thing as Lord Dragon. The broken road you mentioned was repaired in the third year of Yonglong. Isn't it normal for it to be washed away by heavy rain?"
The drunken drinkers were noisy and chatting, and the atmosphere was lively for a while.
Bang!
Along with a gust of wind, the half-closed door was blown open violently. Everyone stopped talking and couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the door.
Three people walked in one after another at the door. It was clearly pouring rain outside, but these three people were not wearing any rain gear, but they were all wet. Even their clothes were very dry. The discerning gangster had already put his hand on his personal weapon.
A look of caution on his face.
The body-protecting infuriating energy is released, and they are all clearly top-notch experts.
Just as the atmosphere in the store was getting more solemn, a young junior suddenly walked in behind the three people.
"Hey! Whose horse is parked outside? One horse occupies two positions. I wonder if the stables are tight on a rainy day? Do you still have a sense of public morality..."
As soon as the young man entered the door, he cursed and was wet like a drowned rat. After complaining a lot, he started asking the store owner for a handkerchief to wipe his hair. From time to time, he uttered some unintelligible words such as "I will definitely pass the second subject".<
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After his interruption, the tense atmosphere was relieved a lot. Moreover, the group of weirdos just found a remote place to sit down. Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the store gradually returned to the previous bustle. Ning Yan wiped his face with a handkerchief a few times, and while no one was watching, he pushed the surface temperature of his body to the peak with every breath he took. His energy and blood were like a dragon, and all the water droplets on his body were evaporated in an instant! <
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Wu Qing was speechless at his habit of hiding his clumsiness, "Who are you trying to trick again?"
Ning Yan's eyes quickly swept across the people at the table across from each other, and he chuckled: "Eat first, and then talk after eating."
Except for Bi Yuewu, who was successful in living without grain, this suggestion was unanimously agreed by the other three people.
It stands to reason that the journey from Qizhou City to Bianjing is only a day or two, but after they came out of Qizhou City, there were many situations along the way.
First, there was a heavy rain that had never happened in a century, and he finally rushed to the official post despite the wind and rain. Then when he wanted to go forward, he was told that the official road in front had been closed for some reason, and even with the sign of Si Tianjian, he was not allowed to accommodate. Ning Yan is still
As a guilty person, it was difficult to escape at the foot of the imperial city, so I had to change the route.
As a result, I got lost.
The food was served very quickly, and a few people were chatting while eating. As they chatted, the topic of getting lost came up. Ning Yan took a mouthful of rice and said with a slurry in his mouth: "Shopkeeper Wu, do you also not know the way?"
”
Bi Yuewu rolled her eyes at him and threw out an exquisite little Simon: "See for yourself."
Ning Yan stretched his head and saw that the pointer on the south side was shaking wildly, but he still couldn't find the direction.
Is this...magnetic field disorder?
"What's going on?"
"The appearance of Lingbao, the competition between the upper three ranks, the influence of some kind of large-scale formation... there are too many possibilities." Bi Yuewu snorted coldly: "I am curious, who dares to cause such a big thing around Bianjing
Movement."
Ning Yan didn't listen carefully to the second half of the sentence, and couldn't help but wander around.
Erbasu will get lost, and he will get lost as well. Rounding it off, the gap between his and Si Tianjian’s ultimate combat power is not very big.
Well, it seems that catching up with the Five Dou Xingjun is just around the corner.
"It's you..." Bi Yuewu suddenly changed the topic and asked in confusion: "You seem to have become stronger again?"
The last time he mentioned the Burning Blood Demonic Bone Path at Zhulong Terrace was just a joke, but now, he really doubted whether Ning Yan was secretly practicing some kind of magic skill.
How can anyone become stronger every moment of the day?!
Of course, judging from his level, Ning Yan's progress can only be regarded as evolving from an ant to a slightly more powerful ant, but these small changes will add up to an extremely amazing qualitative change.
At least Bi Yuewu was certain that Ning Yan when they first met would never be able to control his energy and blood as easily as he does now.
And since the Battle of Fukou, Ning Yan has given him a very strange feeling, erratic and elusive. Many times, if he hadn't paid careful attention, he would have even ignored Ning Yan's existence.
Really evil.
On the other hand, Ning Yan was still chewing on the bear's paw, and no one noticed the scarlet light flashing in his eyes, "What kind of problem do you have! God rewards hard work, and I would rather someone's success today is all due to me.
unremitting efforts!"
Wu Qing could hardly stand listening anymore and spat in front of him: "Bah, then you should tell me how you can't rely on yourself."
Ning Yan opened his mouth and was about to retort, but the skills he used to enter Taoism were passed down by Shen Qiuning, the kendo killing moves he used were given by Jiang Chanyi, Qiu Shui was reforged by Zhu Miaoer, and even the underwear he wore were made of Chai Ruru
Money can buy it, and if you think about it carefully, the equipment from head to toe basically depends on women.
The main thing is to eat soft rice, never forget the original intention, and implement it from beginning to end.
Damn it, although I feel very unhappy, what they said makes sense and I can’t find any reason to refute it...
"You...you wait!"
Ning Yan was so discouraged that he dropped the harsh words and fumbled with his hands for a while. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he took out the Shifang Suijun Ling and said proudly: "My brother and I took this risk together and got this."
The next moment, the table opposite became eerily quiet. The four or five men sitting around the table stopped talking and stared directly at the Shuijun Token in Ning Yan's hand, breathing heavily.
Wang Ren and Wu Qing were both old friends. They looked at each other and stopped silently.
I'm afraid something bad is going to happen.
Seeing that Ning Yan was still not aware of it, Wu Qing sent a secret message to remind him: "Ning Yan, put that sign away quickly. The world is treacherous and people's hearts are unpredictable. Don't act recklessly just because you have some cultivation. You must know that your wealth should not be exposed..."
…What the hell are you doing?!”
Under his horrified gaze, Ning Yan had already walked forward with a bottle of wine in his hands. He put his arms around the group of people very familiarly and said stupidly: "Brother, do you know this brand?"
The man who was hugged by him shrank. He did not expect that this idiot would come to the door on his own initiative. His eyes were full of greed. But when he thought of the three people traveling with him, especially the mysterious man wearing a mask,
Suddenly he woke up a lot, lowered his head and said: "I don't know, I don't know."
Ning Yan sighed, put his arm around the other person's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Do you know him?"
"Hey, you, you, we are all idiots, how have we ever seen this thing before!"
"Hey, what about you?"
"Aba, Aba Aba."
……
Ning Yan asked around but didn't get an answer, and said dejectedly: "You don't know me at all? Oh, what kind of treasure do you think you are?"
Disappointed, he returned to his table and saw Wang Ren and Wu Qing looking at him in shock, whispering: "What are you doing? Multiple friends and multiple paths, ask what's wrong..."
Wu Qing closed his eyes and looked numb. Wang Ren took a deep breath and was unable to speak.
When Ning Yan saw that no one was paying attention to him, he was asking for trouble. He angrily left the table and walked upstairs in advance: "Staff, give me a room to go to the upper room. I want a private room!"
……
It's night.
Covered by the wind and rain, several black shadows flashed past the eaves. They seemed to be tall and heavy, but their movements were extremely nimble, as if they were integrated with the rain curtain.
The wine shop was no better than a residence, and there were only a few upper rooms. They quickly reached the target window.
"How about going to Panpandao?"
"Let's think short, step on the fire first."
Seeing that the argument was going on, the tall man at the head waved his hand and said: "Let's go straight to the game, shoulder to shoulder!"
With an order, several people rushed into the window at the same time. The division of labor was extremely clear, each occupied a favorable position, and all kinds of true energy suddenly burst out and formed a faint formation!
But they soon discovered that this was a waste of time.
That guy on the bed slept like a pig.
The tall man put away his posture, looked at his brothers and warned him: "Don't kill people if you take things. You can't do anything dishonest."
"I know, I know."
The rest of the people responded quickly and immediately spread out to search for the loot.
"Hey, you, this big sword is pretty good!"
"The notes from Jiqing Trading Company? Now I'm getting rich!"
"Where did you leave your book bag and take the chessboard with you on the road?"
The tall man was not as dazzled by the gold, silver and jewelry as they were. He walked straight to the head of the bed, where the brand that he thought about day and night was lying quietly.
However, before he could take action, white threads suddenly burst out from everyone's shoulders, and a strange net was woven around the room, trapping them in place and unable to move!
Snap!
With a snap of fingers, the candles in the room suddenly lit up, and the sleeping figure on the bed slowly disappeared like a mirage.
Ning Yan sat astride the Grand Master's chair with a golden sword, and slowly tightened his fingers. Several people in the venue were immediately pulled by inexplicable force and knelt down in front of the table uncontrollably.
The tall man's heart was shocked. He remembered that this boy was not familiar with them during the day. At that time, he only thought that he was a rich man who was inexperienced in the world. It turned out that he had been plotting against them since then!
Under the light, the smile on Ning Yan's face looked particularly ironic: "You are talking slanderous words outside my house at night, are you really taking me as an opportunity?"
Several people looked at each other when they heard this familiar incision. The tall man gritted his teeth and bravely clasped his hands and said: "It turns out he is an expert in the physiognomy family..."
"Who is your Xiangjia family? I studied in the Spring and Autumn Period!"
Ning Yan kicked him to the ground, then slammed Shuijun's order on the table, looking back and forth on everyone's faces, "Come on, who can talk first?"