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Chapter 102: Pulling Erhu in the Middle of the Night (1/3)

Wang Quan looked back at the imperial city from a distance.

In the darkness, the imperial city was like a majestic mountain range, suppressing those inside and those outside.

Shaking his head, Wang Quan waited until Ajiu arrived.

"elder brother."

Ajiu smelled Wang Quan's body and expressed disgust, "It smells like someone else's."

"Do you care about a twelve-year-old girl?" Wang Quan smiled and rubbed his white hair, "And we are not from this world. Once things are settled and the target is found, we should run away. There will be no chance to see us again in the future, so I think so

Do more."

Ajiu said expressionlessly, "Monsters, yes. Humans, no."

Wang Quan wondered: "What kind of statement is this?"

It's not like he just wanted to "go after the female monster".

But it is necessary to do this in order to survive.

If he doesn't open a harem, he will die, and there's nothing he can do about it!

Although I am secretly happy in my heart.

Ah Jiu looked at Wang Quan steadily, then rested her head on his chest and said softly: "Because there is no other place to stay except by my brother's side."

So I was afraid that some normal woman would appear around Wang Quan.

Wang Quan went to get married, have children, and return to the normal human world.

So what should she, or they, do?

Ajiu used the power of strong wind to make the two of them invisible to the people around them through air refraction.

Therefore, no passers-by saw the two of them hugging each other on the street.

"Don't worry." Wang Quan rubbed her head to comfort her, "It's hard to find beautiful girls with natural hair and colorful eyes. This is not the second dimension."

Moreover, there is a young lady in his body that is constantly polluting his spirit and consuming his vitality. Even if he wants to return to normal, it is impossible.

"Um."

Ajiu's nasal voice was muffled, which made Wang Quan feel more and more affectionate.

What a nice girl! It’s hard to find such a cute and caring girl in real life.

And still young!

Regardless of his mental age, his physical age is actually more than ten years younger than Wang.

If you don’t cherish it, what else can you say?

Unfortunately, Wang Quan did not see the "planned" smile on Ajiu's face, whose face was buried in his arms.

The tactic of pretending to be pitiful is a great success for Ajiu!

I don't know how long I hugged her, until all the pedestrians around me disappeared one after another, and only a few lanterns were left on the road, still giving off a dim light.

Only then did Wang Quan let go of Ajiu.

Mainly because someone is causing trouble.

He listened to the faintly miserable sound of the erhu and cursed: "Which bastard does this? Even if you play the erhu in the middle of the night, why do you play so miserable!"

Ajiu said expressionlessly, "Brother, I'm going to kill him."

Wang Quan rubbed his white hair and said, "Forget it, don't kill him yet. Let's go see what's going on with him first."

Playing the erhu in the middle of the night, pretending to be nameless!

I have set foot on three mountains and traveled to five mountains. I hate the sky and the earth. I specialize in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction in the world. I am the nemesis of evil. Wang Quan, the only giant in the martial arts world, must be punished with justice when he encounters such a troublemaker!

Thinking of this, Wang Quan took out the inferior iron sword he bought at the blacksmith shop during the day, and walked in the direction of the sound with Ajiu.

Following the sound, I turned around and arrived in front of a courtyard.

The courtyard door is wide open, and the sound of erhu comes from inside.

Wang Quan grinned, this scene looked so familiar.

Do all the Taoist and Natural Realm bosses like to play like this?

Wang Quan stepped in.

I saw a handsome man in white with long hair, sitting on a chair with his back to this side, still playing the erhu in his hand.

What a pretentious back view.

I seemed to hear footsteps behind me, and a slightly older voice sounded:

"You came."

Wang Quan: "..."

"You shouldn't have come, and neither should I."

Wang Quan: "..."

"But you still came, and I still came."

"..."

"Well, everyone in the world talks about fame, fortune and wealth. When you and I are like this, fame and fortune are gone. I said I gave up, but in the end I still didn't give up."

"..."

Wang Quan was too lazy to listen to the Riddler's nonsense anymore, so he raised his hand and kicked him in the back.

You are pretending to be your mother!

The man heard the wind behind him and smiled slightly, "After all, I am young and still too impatient."

As he spoke, he let go of his erhu and put his hands behind his back, just enough to block Wang Quan's kick.

"Collect! Transform! Send!"

Wang Quan felt that the force of his kick was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and then a burst of reaction force rushed into his left leg from the opponent's palm and was about to knock him away.

The scarlet color in his eyes flashed away, and a red and black mist suddenly appeared on the soles of his feet!

Then he pushed hard...

The man in white stumbled and was kicked out by Wang Quan, where he was thrown into the dirt.

He immediately got up and turned around to curse, "Young people don't respect martial ethics?!"

Wang Quan was also stunned for a moment.

He originally thought that with such a handsome figure, he would be a handsome guy.

But when the old man turned around, Wang Quan found that he was an old man.

His skin is dark, a little Mediterranean, and his face has ridges and grooves, like an old farmer who has been digging in the fields all his life.

It would be more like it if he had a cigarette in his hand.

It is said that when Wang Quan used to watch costume TV series and movies, he imagined what it would be like if he lived in ancient times.

No need to think about it now, he saw it with his own eyes.

No wonder this old man has disheveled hair, it turns out he is from the Mediterranean.

The old man was also stunned for a moment, "Who are you?"

It seemed that he thought the person coming was not Wang Quan.

However, the strength of the kick just now was definitely at the level of the Taoist Natural Realm. When did such a young Taoist Natural Realm appear in the world?

Could it be a new face in the martial arts world?

Wang Quan stared with dead eyes, "Wang Quan, who are you? Playing the erhu in the middle of the night is very disturbing to the people, don't you know?"

"Wang Quan?" The old man in white looked Wang Quan up and down, "Could it be Wang Quan who people in the world say, 'Life and death are for those who seize the underworld, and size is not the right of the king'?"

When did such a cool poetry number appear... Wang Quan nodded, "Probably it's already here."

The old man touched the gray beard on his chin and made a suggestion, "I think it would be better to change the last half of the sentence to 'the size is light on the king's power', which sounds much more domineering."

"Not having royal authority and underestimating royal authority are two different things." Wang Quan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who is the senior?"

The old man smiled proudly, "I am the 'Sword God' Xu Gouzi."

Wang Quan nodded, "The nickname is very domineering, and the name is very down-to-earth."

His nickname is Sword God, but his name is Gouzi, which doesn’t sound strong.

But it wouldn't be a big deal if he kicked himself... Although Wang Quan didn't take it seriously, most people would definitely feel uncomfortable for a while after being kicked by him.

This old man must be in the natural realm of Taoism!

I just don't know who it is.

Xu Jianshen opened his mouth and asked doubtfully: "Have you never heard of me? You shouldn't..."

Wang Quan shook his head sincerely, "I have indeed never heard of it."

Xu Jian Shen was silent for a few moments and said seriously: "I am the second 'Sword God' Xu Wuming on the Heavenly Ranking."

Wang Quan: "..."

The second best player on the Heavenly Ranking is a balding old man from the Mediterranean?

Is this reasonable?


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