A strange noise sounded outside the south gate of the market.

The standing wood began to tilt and move.

This means someone started moving the standing wood.

Countless complex eyes gathered on this man.

This seemed to be a foreigner, with big hands and feet, wearing the clothes of an ordinary porter. This man was also very silent. Since moving this standing tree, he just walked slowly with his head down without saying a word, wrapped in countless voices.

This standing tree really doesn't seem to be heavy.

However, this standing tree is very long. Even though the porter carried this standing tree on his shoulder, it was not convenient for some streets to pass through, so he did not walk fast.

An old man set up a chess stall, and no one played chess with him.

He was holding the chess piece, as if he was playing with himself.

The porter carrying a long wood will soon pass the street in front of him.

At this time, a girl walked up to him.

"You can play chess?"

The old man looked at the girl who was quietly looking at him and asked.

The girl shook her head and said, "No."

The old man said, "Then what are you going to do?"

The girl said, "Stop you from killing."

The old man smiled.

He smiled naturally, even with sincerity and gentleness.

"You are really not my opponent."

He looked at the girl and said, "I know you are Yan Xinlan, I have seen you compete in swords."

"What you said may be true, but I am more famous than you." Yan Xinlan looked at him and said, "There should be many people here who have seen me compete with swords like you."

After saying this.

She drew her sword.

Her sword suddenly became bright in the sun.

Because she has injected true energy.

The Jasper Sword begins to shine in subtle runes that are hard to see on the naked eye, and then it blooms with many white flowers.

"Jasma Sword?"

"Yan Xinlan from Bashan Sword Field?"

"Are you going to compete in swords here?"

Many exclamations rang out at the same time.

Many people were watching the porter carry wooden pillars, but in an instant, their eyes gathered here, and many people immediately surrounded them.

The old man looked at the wall of people surrounding him in an instant and was completely stunned.

Yan Xinlan calmly poured her true energy, and the white and subtle flowers kept blooming on the sword.

"It's a good sword indeed."

The old man smiled with emotion.

He was an unknown old man, but he was also an assassin who took action quickly and escaped quickly.

He had never missed the game before, so he was able to live a long life.

He was even confident that he would kill Yan Xinlan and the porter carrying wood, and escape from the tracking of the Shendu Superintendent.

"Aren't you afraid that I will start a massacre?"

He slowly put away the chessboard and asked at the calm and firm girl.

"That's meaningless." Yan Xinlan shook her head and said softly: "After that everyone's attention will be placed here. There is a practitioner who kills innocent people indiscriminately. No one would think that the messenger behind this just wants the wood-carryinger to die."

The old man shook his head with emotion.

He knew that Yan Xinlan had indeed thought it through clearly.

He knew that because of Yan Xinlan's actions, someone from the Shendu Supervisor must have set his sights on him at this time.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

He bowed his body and retreated into a grocery shop behind him and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

Yan Xinlan put away her sword.

The porter carrying the wood had already walked by not far behind her.

"That's it?"

But not far ahead of the porter, more exclamations and noises rang out.

"Wang Jingmeng! It's Wang Jingmeng from Bashan Sword Field!"

Yan Xinlan fell to the other end of the street.

Wang Jingmeng was walking out of an alley. He seemed to be looking at the porter curiously, wondering if the porter would really get a reward if he carried this long tree outside the north gate of the market.

However, as his footsteps moved, everyone in the street seemed to naturally lean towards him.

The surroundings of the porter became empty in an instant.

Yan Xinlan looked at this scene and she was even more sure what Wang Jingmeng said was right.

The sword weapon list is nothing but a false reputation, and the sword head in the world is nothing but a false reputation, but sometimes fame can do a lot of things.

Not only do you need to remember your sword, but you need to remember your sword.

So many times, fame is associated with face.

...

There is a three-story restaurant in this market.

This restaurant is called Tianwang Restaurant.

The name is very ordinary, but almost all the people in the market have never been to the three-story building of this restaurant.

It is not because of money, but because the three floors of this restaurant are not open to diners at all.

Just when Wang Jingmeng's appearance caused many people to exclaim, a window on the third floor of this restaurant was opened.

However, this window was not pushed open from the inside out, but was opened from the outside.

Lin Zhuojiu jumped into the restaurant from the window.

There is only one elegant room on the third floor of the restaurant.

There is a long desk in the center of the elegant room, and a young man sits.

The young man had a handsome face and a calm expression. He just looked at Lin Zhuojiu coldly, but his eyes were as sharp as the hawks who saw prey in the sky.

"This is my private place. If you break in without permission, I can kill you." He raised his head slightly, raised his eyebrows, looked at Lin Zhuojiu, and said as if he was telling something extraordinary.

"I know this is your place, but I also know you won't kill me." Lin Zhuojiu looked at him with a smile and said, "Because I am Lin Zhuojiu, you are Ye Xiao."

Ye Xiao looked at Lin Zhuojiu and his brows frowned.

"You are the leader of the Changling River and Lake gang. You are also watching the largest market in Changling. If something happens here, if this woodcarver dies on the street, you will no longer be able to leave. If I die here, you will never be able to escape." Lin Zhuojiu seemed not to notice his displeasure, but said as if he was talking about ordinary things.

Ye Xiao's brow slowly relaxed. He had seen Lin Zhuojiu from afar, but at this time he looked at Lin Zhuojiu's eyebrows seriously as if he had seen it for the first time, and then said, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to stay here and watch you, or if you want, I can invite you to drink." Lin Zhuojiu smiled and said, "My name is Lin Zhuojiu, and the wine I cook is really delicious."

"Do nothing, look at me, is it useful?" Ye Xiao also laughed.

He was wearing a black brocade dress at this time. His teeth were originally white, but they looked even whiter at this time, so white that it even made people feel that they were shining with a cold light.

"At least you can give orders in an unbiased manner." Lin Zhuojiu said without any concealment.

"Your real thoughts are probably more than that."
Chapter completed!