Even Liu Chou did not expect that the recycling agency of Tianshan Dun was so efficient that in less than a quarter of an hour, he converted the huge amount of items he took out into money. Although it was not much, it was enough to buy all the items he needed.

After spending half an hour, Liu Chou chose two hundred fine iron crossbow arrows, some poisons, a small amount of pills, and artificial demon cores used to supplement the golden eye. Although it can also absorb natural demon cores, it is still a bit waste from Liu Chou's perspective. It is better to save money than waste before you find a fixed income channel.

As for other products, such as meteorite iron weapons, armor and stomach, cloud boat mechanism beasts, large traps, etc., let alone Liu Chou, he didn't even think about it. He couldn't even buy the money he had on Yun Zhou's talisman furnace. It would be more annoying to see it. It would be better not to read it.

After coming out of Tianshan Tomb, Liu Chou entered Quanqiu City. He still needed to replenish some food and drinking water here. Although there was still a surplus in the pot, when he thought of the large black piece marked on the map, Liu Chou subconsciously wanted to prepare more. After increasing his strength, he pursued a higher appetite. On the one hand, on the other hand, the potential exposure risks caused by hunting behavior are also one of the factors he considered.

Liu Chou quickly entered the food shop. As a city that relies on the tomb of Tianshan, many of the merchants and merchants here are serving the war of Tianshan Dun. Although the goods are somewhat insufficient compared to the fine products produced by Tianshan Dun, they are better at being cheaper, and many escorts will choose.

Liu Chou found a store casually, entered, put half a bag of knives on the cabinet, and said directly: "Buy them all for jerky, and if you have strong wine, you can get a few bags."

"Hey, there is good wine in the little man's store, so prepare it with the adults immediately." The shopkeeper in the store was used to receiving these soldiers who came down from the battlefield. He spoke with compassionate words and quick actions. He presented the things needed by Liu Chou at an extremely fast speed, but he did not dare to charge too much, and the actual price was sufficient.

In fact, Liu Chou did not know the price here, and saw that there were a lot of things, so he didn't say much, and included them one by one. He had noticed in the Tianshan escape that many people here had Qiankun bags that could store and store. It was not bizarre that he could use the pot Zhongjing, so he dared to use it generously. However, he learned the appearance of Qiankun bags, and did not dare to complete them in one go.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance from the street market, and it kept repeating from far to near: "Six Chou... Where are the Six Chou... Six Chou... Out... Where are the Six Chou..."

The voice was violent and restless. Liu Chou took his own sex and took the iron soldiers in his hand. Then he walked out of the store, stood generously in the middle of the street market, raised his head high, and looked at the sound.

There were five people rushing to come, with armor and stomachs, stalking with their heads raised, and the heads were held by a large sword and sword in their hands. The person in charge was holding a parchment in his hand, and he was scanning the streets in contrast, while the people next to him kept shouting, looking like a ruffian in his later generations.

Liu Chou stood still, and within a moment he was noticed by the people among them. The five people immediately came straight. Without waiting for approaching, the man holding the parchment shouted loudly: "You, is Liu Chou?"

Yuzhe dispersed with hostility on his face, looked at Liu Chou with his eyes slanted, and held the weapons in his hand without hesitation, looking straight straight, full of arrogantness.

Liu Chou's face was calm. Judging from the armor and stomach weapons on these people, they were all rich people, and they should not be ordinary soldiers in the Tianshan escape. Although they don't know why they are so hostile to their worries, from the perspective of Liu Chou, they are enemies, and kill them, and there is no need to ask the bottom line. It doesn't matter whether they know or not.

But the person who came was obviously different from Liu Chou's idea. Seeing that he seemed to have agreed, the leader immediately said arrogantly: "My surname is Tu and my name is Que, Mangdang Tu family!"

Tushi? Liu Chou thought about it and didn't seem to have much impression. He looked at the people next to him. Everyone behind Tuqie twisted their cheeks heavily, pretending to be hideous and angry, "We are all Tuqie's close friends, and they are all together."

Liu Chou nodded, still too lazy to speak.

Liu Chou's reaction was obviously different from what the five people imagined. Seeing that he was silent all the time, Tu Que finally couldn't help but snorted: "I heard that the death of Uncle Tu Hu, a member of my family, is related to you."

Liu Chou then understood the origin of hostility. When he boarded the Yunzhou, he did not see Tuhu return. The fate can be imagined. Liu Chou did not pay much attention to it. But he did not expect that Tuhu clan members would count this matter on his head, which led to the clan members coming to seek revenge.

However, this doesn't matter...

In a moment, within a few feet of Liu Chou's body, everyone felt a sense of sensation, as if the wind and snow were whistling by, and the temperature of the air dropped a lot. Whether those who practiced or not, they all saw blood in the sky and corpses piled up like mountains from this breath!

The shops around suddenly became noisy, and they closed their doors and ran away.

A trace of fear flashed in Tu Que's eyes. He was not a recruit who had never been to the battlefield, but his familiarity with this aura was far greater than that of the people behind him. This was a special product called evil spirit. Only those who crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood would have it. Even his own clan, there were only a few people who had this temperament, but the intensity was far from Liu Chou.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. He just heard someone mention the name of Liu Chou in the Tianshan escape, and the people around him encouraged him and thought of using Liu Chou to establish his authority. Who knew that he had provoked such a evil spirit.

In a second thought, Tuqie wanted to find a way to avoid the war and stop the provocation of his companions. However, before finding a suitable excuse, the so-called close friends behind him had already rushed forward, swinging out the long sword and sword in his hands, covering Liu Chou in a halo.

Those who followed Tu Que were much worse than him. Although they felt that the atmosphere was wrong, they didn't know that it was evil spirits. They thought it was some kind of act of activating, and took the lead in taking action with the idea of ​​starting first.

Liu Chou narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped forward in two steps. The iron-core soldier in his hand was just a stick flower. He stirred all the weapons in the hands of the four people, instantly took off his hands, then jumped up in one step, closed his legs and raised his knees, and smacked his face heavily on the current person's face.

After suffering a heavy blow, the man's nose was broken and his face was covered with blood. Liu Chou followed him with the opportunity to fly up, slamming one person's hair, swing his body in the air in half, kicking him into the throat of the other two, and immediately kicked the man to the ground, making a sound in his throat, but he couldn't scream.

The person who was caught in the hair screamed loudly and reached out to grab Liu Chou regardless of everything, but he did not intend to stop. Instead, he suddenly fell backwards. The huge momentum pushed the man's whole body backwards, and the back of his head fell heavily, knocking himself to death.

Liu Chou then landed on the ground, let go of his hand, and blew off the half bun in his hand in one breath.

Everything is like flowing clouds and water, without any stagnation, and even with an indescribable beauty. But it is a little different in Tuqie's eyes, especially the torn bun and the colorful blood marks that gush out of the man's head, which makes people shudder and regret it.

Liu Chou didn't look at him, but slowly walked to the person who was bleeding and rolling on the ground, raised his iron-core soldier, smashed his legs briefly, and then walked towards another person...

Tuqiu saw Liu Chou breaking the four people's thighs one by one, and dared not say anything. Liu Chou never looked at him. However, after finally dealing with everyone, he stopped his stick and stood still, looked over and said:

"So what about me?"

Tu Que took two steps back in a panic and almost fell down. Only then did he remember his just-question to Liu Chou, and now he finally got the answer, but the form had turned around. He was so happy and sad that this sentence did not have much harsh words. The sad thing was that even if he did not speak harshly, he was full of provocation and was afraid that it would be difficult to escape.

His eyes swept across the ground and wailed loudly. The four people in pain gritted their teeth, and filled with smiles and said, "Kill, good kill... I, I'm here to thank the general..."

Liu Chou looked at the jester-like Tu Que, laughed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll spare you once, but this is only this time. Go back and tell your family that if there is another next time, as long as I'm not dead, you will be dead."

After saying that, Liu Chou didn't care about him and turned around and headed out of Quanqiu City. He didn't have much time, so it was not worth wasting on these people, and it was unnecessary.

They are just clowns, and it doesn't matter whether they kill or not.

"Six Ugly!"

Seeing Liu Chou's back slowly fading away, a look of shame suddenly surged on Tu Qie's face, and he suddenly showed anger. He stomped his feet at Liu Chou's back and roared: "Don't be proud, one day, I will...I will...I will kill you!"

Liu Chou never looked back, just stretched out his hand and waved it, as if saying goodbye, and also as if telling, just come, I'll wait for you...

The meaning of this is only Liu Chou understands.

A quarter of an hour later, deep in the Tianshan Tomb, there was a room that was almost as close as the end of the tomb.

There was no candlelight in the room, but a hole the size of a palm-sized hole above the head was poured into a vague light, reflecting the indoor objects. In this vague fog and illusion, an old man with bleak hair was sitting in front of the table, with towering bamboo slips piled up on both sides, and his pen was flying, quickly using cinnabar to record the bamboo slips.

In the darkness, the old man's pupils were crystal clear and round, like amber, shining brightly in the darkness.

The door was knocked a few times, and then gently pushed it open. When the door opened, the old man had stopped and still held the pen, but his eyes were closed: "What's the matter?"

A soldier was kneeling at the door, but his clothes were ordinary, but he was different from ordinary soldiers. His hair was slightly brown and handsome. He didn't enter and just knelt on the spot to report: "Blood head, just now, a fight broke the legs of the Tu family and Xu family, who were broken by my Tianshan Marquis's escape marquis, were sent to the hospital." His body trembled slightly unconsciously, with a small amplitude, but he seemed extremely afraid.

While speaking, the bamboo slips in his hand were raised high above his head.

"Are you fighting?" The old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes faded away, his pupils returned to normal, no different from ordinary people. A crescent moon slowly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It's light to dare to provoke me, Tianshan Escape General, and his legs are broken..." He suddenly paused and said, "Why are you punishing such a small matter?"

The doorman said: "It's fine if the other tribes are the ones who have just been listed as the son-in-law of Qin. I'm afraid..."

"So that's it!" The old man's face disappeared and he nodded and said, "If it weren't for your reminder, I almost forgot that this matter must be handled carefully. If he really waits for him to become the son-in-law of Qin, wouldn't he cause more trouble and affect the iron production of Tianshan escape, but he must tie this joint..."

At this point, the old man's voice became less and he fell into thoughts, while the person at the door knelt down and did not make any sound.

After a moment, the old man's voice rang again, long and decisive: "No need for medical treatment, you can deal with it yourself. Go back and send someone to send a letter to Qin Hou, and then said that this person was wrong and had been killed in my Quanqiu."

"Here."

"Also, I will send me the file of the marquis who fought with them. If necessary, it will be fine to abandon it."

"Here."
Chapter completed!