The golden rooster crows three times and the white night comes, and the court officials wait for the coldest moment.

Leaving the Yin Si, it was already the fifth day of the world. The curfew was lifted. The diligent Dagen Gongpu were already waiting in the imperial city, and pedestrians began to slowly appear in the street market.

Don't think that the princes and grandchildren are lazy people who only get up when the sun sets on the ditch river. Just after the fifth day, they were dressed and angry, rushed into the brothels early, drinking morning tea, eating morning wine, hugging the little lady and sleeping back, cursing about this damn curfew system, and learning from the Dragon Prince to play clouds and rain when it is rising...

Not comparable to the princes and grandchildren. After the curfew passed, Wang Laoshi put his soup cake picks on the banks of the Laojing River. The hot mist rose up, bringing a hint of warmth to this cold morning.

Soon, there were already old customers in groups of three or three next to the soup cake pick.

Wang Laoshi is the most honest in his business. His soup cakes use the most authentic old hen soup, and they are never short of pounds. They are like a hill of soup cakes piled up in a big bowl. There is nothing that customers don’t praise after eating.

Every time he heard the praise from the guests, the wrinkles on Wang Laoshi's face could make him smile. He was born to be only three feet tall and became the tallest man at this time.

"Brother, let's have a bowl of hot soup cakes. Add more spicy garlic paste, add a few of the best vegetables, and then lay two eggs on it."

Bao Zheng did not use the flying escape technique and slowly walked on the street. When he smelled the fragrance of soup cakes, he felt his index finger move, so he sat next to the stall and ordered a bowl.

With a thousand years of magic power in your body, it doesn’t matter if you don’t eat or drink, but Bao Zheng still can’t let go of this desire. If you practice and practice, what’s the point?

I guess Bai Yutang has the same idea, why would he say he is in a bad temper?

When Wang Laoshi saw that the guest was a literati with a raw face, he was immediately flattered. He served a bowl of soup cakes as Bao Zheng asked, and also accompanied a small plate of tofu shredded with sesame oil. He smiled and said, "Customers eat slowly, it's hot."

"Hehe, the soup cake is just to burn it."

Bao was picking up the chopsticks and picking up the soup cake. He sucked it in one bite, and the hot fragrance in his mouth was filled with indescribable comfort.

The so-called soup cake is the noodles from Blue Star in the previous world.

However, the soup cakes made in Dagenchao are mostly made of coarse noodles, and some mixed grains are mixed in it. At this time, it is considered a food for the poor. In the past, the coarse noodles such as Blue Star were more expensive than white flour.

Thinking of the egg lying noodles made by my mother in the last world, countless memories came to my heart, and the taste would never be forgotten.

Bao Zheng praised him while eating, but the guest next to him smiled and cheered: "Sir, don't you know that Wang Laoshi's three-inch soup cake with dry bark is good, but there are something better than this in his family."

Bao Zheng was very strange, stopped chopsticks and asked with a smile, what kind of treasure was that?

The guest smiled and said, "Sir, you would never have thought that Wang Laoshi's family has a beautiful wife who is famous for her. She is a beautiful lady near our East City. Moreover, this lady is still a virtuous woman. She doesn't go out all day and keeps her mind at her. Isn't it envious for others?"

Bao Zheng felt aroused, and stopped chopsticks and asked, "Dare you ask about the noble surname of Mr. Wang?"

"Sir, jokingly, how can a bitch have any noble surname? My wife's surname is Huang."

Bao Zheng felt a little relieved and smiled and said, "It's good that the surname is Huang, haha..."

Wang Laoshi was stunned for a moment, not understanding why this gentleman was laughing, and the diners were also confused for a while. However, the husbands who were studying all laughed, and there was no reason for us rough people to not support us, so everyone laughed.

But the laughter gradually disappeared after a sound rang.

‘The poem says: The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade!’

The sound was behind, and a mysterious force spread across the market like water marks. The soup cake stalls, hand-by-hand stalls, and fruit stalls on both sides of the market... were like dream bubbles, disappearing one by one.

Instead, there are deserted forests and stone mountains, and wild paths are no one.

It was as if someone had grafted the scenery elsewhere and embedded it into the street market in Bianjing.

Consider the formation and ban in the capital as if nothing is.

Bao Zheng slowly stood up. When he stood up, the scenery around him changed completely and he was already in the mountains.

"This is the magical power of Confucianism, right? It is worthy of being one of the three authentic priests in the world. It can actually graft the environment, which is fake and real. Although the caster most of them know very well and even partially mastered the ban formation in the capital, it is suspected of being tricky, which is quite amazing, but I don't know which great scholar took action?"

"Tsk tsk, the great scholar is actually colluding with the Fu Demon Society. Are you not afraid of violating the Da Gen criminal law?"

Bao Zheng shook his head, and the City God Liu Chang had already reminded him. He also guessed that he would face the support of the Demon Society and the Daru who was behind him sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

The Dharma Eye is opened, trying to find the traces of the great scholar, but unfortunately nothing is found, and the opponent is definitely not simple.

"Li Xunhuan, you have taken care of what you shouldn't have. Now the death period is coming!"

The sound is like the friction between metal and iron, but it is not as good as human words when you hear it.

There were sounds of owls in my ears, and crows were flying in front of me. More than a dozen figures appeared on the mountain in front of me, with demonic energy soaring into the sky!

Compared with the strength of the little demon She Yuan and Bai Su clone, these dozen figures should be big monsters above the fourth grade.

The demon in the leader was five feet tall, with an angry bear, and half acre of demon clouds gathered on his head. It was obviously a third-grade demon handsome man who had begun to condense demon clouds!

Blood light appears in the demonic aura of these demon clans, and they are definitely not good demons.

"I have never liked to be disturbed when eating. No one can do it, let alone a monster."

Bao Zheng sighed and shook his head: "If you meet it, I will be beaten to death completely!"

"The ancients said, "Be the best to start first. Since you are here, let's stay all..."

Bao Zhengkou was a piece of his mouth, and the thousand-year-old magic power activated the magical power of verbal and verbal swords, and evolved into a five-inch flying knife, flying into a group of monsters on the top of the mountain.

Xiao Li's flying knife reappears.

What a rampant human monk!

The demons never expected that the human race's great scholar had secretly helped him, and had already grafted the environment of heaven and earth, and faintly suppressed the opponent's strength. Li Xunhuan actually dared to take the lead.

Three big monsters roared angrily, flew up from the mountain, waving demon soldiers to usher.

These three are all fourth-grade monsters. They are like the Qi-refining and transforming into gods among human cultivators. They can already slightly mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth. Although they are far less than Bai Su in Qingcheng, the three monsters join forces, and they are also full of demonic energy and are as sharp as a knife.

Bao Zheng didn't even look at the three big monsters who died. He carried his hands on his back and said coldly: "Zhong!Zhong!Zhong!"

Suddenly, the sword light surged, and the sky and the earth shining brightly as bright as daylight, and it seemed unaware of the suppression of Confucian supernatural powers.

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The leading bear-faced demon had a warning in his heart. He was about to remind his subordinates to be careful when he saw the demonic energy in the air shattering and bloody. Three corpses had landed on the ground and appeared in their true colors.

One tiger spirit, one dog monster, and one sheep monster.

The three demons were given the head, and even the demon soul had no time to escape.

You can't cause trouble for Liu Chang... After all, everyone is a friend.

Bao Zheng looked at the monsters on the top of the mountain and said very seriously: "What I said, you all have to be killed by one of you, and you will be killed completely..."
Chapter completed!