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Chapter 88 Life is as lonely as snow

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    "That's Duanmu Qing. She actually showed the origin of inherited martial arts. What a powerful opponent she encountered."

    "Yes, even though we are thousands of meters apart, the pressure from this martial spirit that existed during the Tianwu Dynasty is still so heavy."

    "Haha, you don't know, right? According to the people who came out of Liushang Pavilion, the person who forced Duanmu Qing to reveal his martial soul origin was just a top-grade warrior, and he seemed to be an outsider,"

    "This is impossible, Duanmu Qing is in the realm of a great martial artist. Meeting a top-grade martial artist would be like crushing an ant to death. How could he reveal his martial soul origin? He may even use martial arts skills."

    "It's absolutely true that I came out of Liushang Pavilion. That person was indeed only a top-grade warrior. He first injured Jiang Muheng, took away a sketch of the ruins, and then escaped from Duanmu Qing's hands."

    The ice crystal phoenix shining with cold light in the sky, soaring in the nine heavens, can be seen clearly from every corner of Baishui City, and many warriors are discussing it together.

    Baishui City, in the Jiang Mansion.

    Chu Chaoyun, a close disciple of the master of the Jianlan Sect, looked at the ice crystal phoenix in the sky, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he murmured: "Who can actually force Duanmu Qing to reveal the origin of her martial spirit."

    After he finished speaking, a lightsaber appeared under his feet, taking him away into the air, turning into a sword shadow, chasing in the direction of Duanmu Qing, and soon disappeared into the sky.

    In another wing of the Jiang Mansion, Hua Yunfei, the eldest son of the Hua family, looked at Duanmu Qing in the sky with a playful smile on his face. After Chu Chaoyun flew away with his sword, he said: "Interesting, I'd like to  Look at who it is that it attracts two geniuses from Dongming."

    In the side room, several elders of the Hua family began to persuade: "Your Majesty, we are here just for the cave of the ancient human race's powerful people. It's better not to cause any trouble."

    Hua Yunfei smiled faintly and said proudly: "I have a rare martial soul in the Hua family that is rare in thousands of years. I am destined to rise in this era. No one can stop me. So why are you afraid of such a small disturbance? Don't follow me.  "

    After he finished speaking, it turned into a blood-red river, rushing towards the sky. Wherever it passed, it was like a blood cloud, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and filled with evil energy.

    In the wing room of the Duanmu family of the Jiang family, a beautiful woman looked at Duanmu Qing in the sky and said with some worry: "Second elder, has Miss Duanmu encountered any danger? Should we help solve it?"

    The second elder, who was gorgeous and elegant, had a calm face and spoke softly, saying calmly: "No, how can you be the princess of our Duanmu family if you can't solve such a little trouble."

    At the same time, in the Jiang family hall, Jiang Mingxun, the head of the Jiang family, was making arrangements quickly, "Great elder, immediately send someone to the wild forest. No matter if you find the person alive or dead, you must give me a copy of the sketch of the ruins."  If I get it, I can never let people from the three major forces get it."

    "Second Elder, you set off immediately to greet the distinguished guest from Nanling. Whether our Jiang family can get a chance this time depends entirely on this distinguished guest."

    "Third Elder, go to Liushang Pavilion and bring back that trash Mu Heng for me, and give him a month of confinement."

    For a time, in Baishui City, because of Xiao Chen's knife, the undercurrent surged and the situation changed.

    But no matter how earth-shattering and turbulent the situation outside is, Fatty Jin¡¯s mood at this time is one of unshakable sadness.  This sadness turned into a river, repeatedly washing away the fat man's weak heart.

    "Young Master, please stop standing. You have been standing for an hour. If you continue standing, you will have health problems." In the ruins of Liushang Pavilion, a boy comforted the grieving Jin Dabao.

    Although Liushang Pavilion collapsed, it did not cause many casualties. The guests on the first and second floors had already retreated before the explosion. The warriors on the third and fourth floors were all at a higher level. At the moment of collapse,  All jumped out.

    The waiters and waiters in the store are all smart people. None of them ran away when the incident happened. They all showed up after the incident.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    Just when the fat man was about to start lecturing, a small moan came over. Jin Dabao's heart moved and he quickly looked towards the source of the sound.

    After peeling away the heavy wooden board several times, Jin Dabao saw Jiang Muheng who was seriously injured. Xiao Chen cut his chest with a knife. The wound was so deep that the internal organs in the chest could already be seen. At this moment, the wound still had not healed, and the blood was still there.  Slowly flowing out.

    With his already seriously injured body and the collapse of Liushang Pavilion, Jiang Muheng almost had only one breath left at this time. He couldn't help but groan. He was as pitiable as he wanted. It was completely??He lost his usual demeanor.

    Fatty Jin rolled his eyes, the sadness on his face disappeared, and he said to Jiang Muheng with a smile on his face: "This is not Mr. Jiang, why are you acting like this?"

    "Saveme" Jiang Muheng's face was pale and extremely weak, and his voice was weak and he said intermittently.

    Jin Dabao put his ear close to him and said loudly: "Mr. Jiang, please speak louder. Oh, I heard you. I'll save you! No problem."

    Jin Dabao took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with a smile on his face, shook it in front of Jiang Muheng's eyes, and said: "Master Jiang, do you see it? This is the best gold sore medicine refined by a seventh-level alchemist. Just apply it to your wound."  Sa, no matter what kind of injury you have, it will heal immediately."

    "And this medicine has no side effects and will not leave scars. It is definitely the first choice for a handsome young man like you." Fatty Jin stretched the medicine bottle to Jiang Muheng and said seductively.

    Jiang Muheng's pale face showed a hint of joy. He stretched out his left hand with difficulty, trying to hold the porcelain bottle in his hand, but Fatty Jin quickly retracted his hand.

    Jiang Muheng¡¯s expression of joy disappeared, and he looked at Jin Dabao with confusion, not knowing what was going on.

    Jin Dabao had a troubled look on his fat face and said: "Mr. Jiang, I felt destined for you as soon as I saw you. If I were to give you this golden sore medicine on ordinary days, I wouldn't have any complaints, but today you see this Liushang Pavilion.  , turned into a ruin because of you.¡±

    "You, Fatty, and I have completely lost my way to make a fortune. Now I am very poor. Don't your Jiang family have a commercial street in the west of the city? How about lending it to Fatty, and I can reopen the Liushang Pavilion. As long as you say a word, this top quality  Golden Sore Medicine will apply the medicine on you right away."

    "This fat man is so shameless. His single Liushang Pavilion is only a restaurant at most. His annual sales, which is equivalent to the sky in Baishui City, is five million taels of silver."

    ¡°But the Jiang family¡¯s commercial street has countless shops, and they can get 20 million taels of silver every year just from collecting rent. Fatty Jin¡¯s tone of voice seems to be that the Jiang family has made a profit.

    Jiang Muheng¡¯s lips moved, and his voice was extremely weak. Jin Dabao put his ear closer and said loudly: ¡°Mr. Jiang, please speak louder, I can¡¯t hear you, why don¡¯t you say get out of here, mother.¡±

    "Fuck you." After hearing this, the smile on the fat man's face disappeared immediately, and he said with a straight face: "The fat man saved your life with good intentions, but he just wants you to live in the street, and you actually scolded the fat man, fat man  I really can¡¯t afford to be hurt.¡±

    "It's so fucking unpleasant to have a hot face against a cold butt. Let's go. Fatty, I'll stand in the way and see who dares to come over. Even if you Jiang family members come, they won't be able to take away your people."

    As soon as the fat man stood up and took a step, his trouser leg was grabbed by a hand. Jin Dabao had already expected that Jiang Muheng would not give in.

    He quickly turned around with a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Jiang, have you changed your mind? Your voice is too low. I'm listening. Don't scold Fatty. I will be angry too."

    ¡°So and so, come over and squat down quickly, Mr. Jiang has already agreed.¡±

    In an instant, pen, ink, paper and inkstone all appeared in the fat man's hand. A boy squatted on the ground. The fat man held the brush in his mouth coquettishly, then dipped it in ink and began to write wildly.

    After drafting the contract, he put it in Jiang Muheng's hands and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, please give me your fingerprints and sign your name. What a good calligraphy. Even though Master Jiang was seriously injured, the characters are written like dragons and phoenixes dancing, which is quite like everyone's style."  .¡±

    After Jiang Muheng finished signing, the fat man immediately put away the contract, took out the bottle of top-grade golden sore medicine, and slowly sprinkled it on Jiang Muheng's wound.

    The painful expression on Jiang Muheng's face slowly eased. He had been on the verge of serious injury. As soon as he relaxed, he fainted.

    "Hahaha, it's so happy. I lost a gold mine and gained a treasure mountain." Fatty Jin laughed wildly while holding the contract.

    The boy next to him saw that the fat man had really given the top-grade golden sore medicine to Jiang Muchen, and asked a little puzzled: "Young Master, what you just sprinkled on it was really the top-grade golden sore medicine refined by a seventh-grade alchemist?  "

    "Yes, what's the problem?"

    The boy said doubtfully: "This is not like your style, young master. I thought you just took some third-grade potion and got through it."

    Fatty Jin put away the contract again, took the golden folding fan, and hit the young man on the head hard. He laughed and said: "You know what I mean, a stupid and thick fool like Jiang Muheng, you think the whole  How big is the Great Qin Congress? Doesn¡¯t the Jiang family still have three streets?¡±

    "Fat Master, I'll cure him. Next time I'm going to trick him, the medicine money doesn't matter."

    The young man said with admiration: "Young Master is really smart. This is just taking a long time to catch the big fish. Why didn't I think of that?"

    "In the future, don't ask me questions like this that are insulting to your IQ." The fat man said in a very pretentious manner.

    After speaking, he unfolded the golden folding fan with a swipe, shook it hard a few times, raised his head at a 45-degree angle, looked at the floating clouds on the horizon, and said with emotion: "Sometimes, this IQ is too high, which is also a kind of melancholy.  !Ask Heaven, who in this world can understand me? Life is really as lonely as snow!"

    "Wow!" As soon as the fat man finished speaking, all the boys and waiters in the ruins of Liushang Pavilion couldn't help but vomited out.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?This is just playing the long game to catch the big fish. Why didn¡¯t I think of that?  "

    "In the future, don't ask me questions like this that are insulting to your IQ." The fat man said in a very pretentious manner.

    After speaking, he unfolded the golden folding fan with a swipe, shook it hard a few times, raised his head at a 45-degree angle, looked at the floating clouds on the horizon, and said with emotion: "Sometimes, this IQ is too high, which is also a kind of melancholy.  !Ask Heaven, who in this world can understand me? Life is really as lonely as snow!"

    "Wow!" As soon as the fat man finished speaking, all the boys and waiters in the ruins of Liushang Pavilion couldn't help but vomited out.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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