Zhou Zishu suddenly felt a gaze on him, as if someone was staring at him specifically, so he turned his head and happened to catch Ye Baiyi's gaze. Ye Baiyi was also standing in the crowd, not far or close to him, it didn't matter.

He said, without even nodding in greeting, but still looking at him without blinking, with a calm expression, just like when he said to Zhou Zishu, "You are about to die."

You are about to die, you have been a turtle carrying a shell all your life - Zhou Zishu thought silently in his heart, he thought, what's the big deal, you have already reached this stage, and you are still hesitant to give...

What kind of road is paved, and what kind of plan is there? If a person has never been impulsive in his life, wouldn't he be too depressed and too pathetic?

He suddenly discovered that in fact, his wish was just to be a bastard with no shell and no shrinking back.

The people who were noisy suddenly heard a chuckle. His laughter should not be highlighted in the noisy crowd, but I don't know what method the man used to suppress everyone's voices.

Then a man with a sallow face and a thin face came out and said in a low voice: "Everyone, what is the reason for embarrassing a child in public?"

Zhang Chengling's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth and silently called "Master".

Cao Weining had introduced Zhou Zishu to Gao Chong, so Gao Chong paused and called out his identity: "Brother Zhou."

Gao Chong only felt very strange. This man had an aura unique to a master at this moment. Logically speaking, he should definitely have a photographic memory. However, when Cao Weining brought them to Gaojiazhuang that day, he didn't pay attention.

Looking at this person, even until this moment, he could only barely remember that his surname was Zhou, but could not remember his name. Gao Chong was slightly shuddered in his heart.

I saw Zhou Zishu waving to Zhang Chengling and said: "Little devil, come here."

Zhang Chengling immediately threw herself into his arms without saying a word, feeling closer to him than to his biological father.

Feng Xiaofeng said sharply: "Who are you?"

Zhou Zishu put his arms around Zhang Chengling's shoulders, turned his head and glanced at Feng Xiaofeng. Seeing him like that, he felt very unhappy, so he said slowly and provocatively: "Dwarf, don't you even recognize me?"

Feng Xiaofeng was furious. Before he could say anything this time, Gaoshan Slave roared and rushed towards Zhou Zishu. His figure was very huge. Every step he took on the ground seemed to shake the ground with him.

As if, he rushed over like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, holding a meteor hammer as big as a human head in his hand, and was about to hammer Zhou Zishu into a pulp.

He seemed to treat everyone who dared to bully Feng Xiaofeng as if he was the enemy who killed his father. The relationship between these two people was really weird and weird.

Zhou Zishu's figure flashed but was no longer where he was. He took Zhang Chengling away by the way. The meteor hammer hit the ground and made a big hole in the bluestone.

Gao Chong watched with cold eyes, feeling that this man's lightness skills seemed to have reached a state of perfection. He could carry a person at such a speed.

Gaoshan Slave missed with one blow, raised his hand and swept out with another hammer, with a "buzz" sound. Zhou Zishu saw the opportunity, tapped his toe on the chain, lifted it up another two feet, and then used the meteor hammer to

He swept in the direction of the hammer and gave a kick to the head of the hammer. It is not known how strong his kick was. Anyway, by the time people reacted, the meteor hammer had already spun around in a circle and rushed towards its master.

The mountain slave was not very flexible, so he could not avoid it. In desperation, he had no choice but to hug his body tightly, shrink his head, and reluctantly turned to the side. He shouted loudly and took the blow with his shoulder. His whole body was shaken by the hammer.

It flew away and fell to the ground.

Feng Xiaofeng screamed, as if the meteor hammer hit him. At this moment, he didn't even care about others, and rushed to see his mountain slave first. The mountain slave's shoulder was broken on one side, but after all, it was better than

The others were all thicker-skinned, still alive and conscious, curled up into a huge heap on the ground, silent, and looking at Feng Xiaofeng with painful eyes.

Feng Xiaofeng then raised his head and cast his eyes fiercely at Zhou Zishu.

Zhou Zishu's face was as heavy as water and he said: "He wants my life, but I don't want his life." Then he pulled Zhang Chengling up and said, "Let's go."

"Stop!" This time it was Yu Qiu Feng, the leader of Huashan Sect. As soon as he stood up, several sects behind Huashan Sect all stood up with him. Yu Qiufeng looked at Zhou Zishu with a very unkind expression, and then hugged him hastily and perfunctorily.

Holding his fists, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, you just took this child away in front of the heroes of the world, but you don't take the big guy seriously, right?"

Zhou Zishu glanced at him and asked calmly: "What does Master Yu want to do?"

Yu Qiufeng said: "You can leave if you want. First, let him tell you why people are chasing him again and again. Is the Zhang family related to Liuli Jia? Who is in possession of Liuli Jia now?!"

Zhou Zishu glanced at the bitter and resentful leader of Huashan with a smile, lowered his head and asked Zhang Chengling: "Do you know what he is talking about?"

Zhang Chengling pursed his lips and shook his head.

Zhou Zishu asked again: "What do you want to say when he asks you?"

Zhang Chengling stretched out his hand and carefully grabbed his clothes without saying a word. Zhou Zishu nodded, turned around and said to Qiu Feng: "Master Yu, if you have questions, he doesn't have to answer them. Let's just say goodbye."

It will be good indefinitely.”

After saying that, he pulled Zhang Chengling up and walked away. Behind Yu Qiu Feng, Huang Daoren, the leader of Cangshan Mountain, sneered: "You are arrogant!" and took the lead in attacking. This Huang Daoren was very unattractive, with a black egg face, extremely crooked and cracked.

Because of his ability, he prefers to follow Yu Qiu Feng, who always holds a folding fan and behaves in a graceful manner. I don't know what he thinks.

At this moment, I was actually dissatisfied when I took action, like a huge potato bounced over.

Zhou Zishu secretly laughed, saying that he was right to be arrogant. Anyway, he couldn't like any of these hen-like people here who only knew how to bleat. When he saw Huang Daoren's move coming, Zhou Zishu even connected with Zhang Chengling's.

Without letting go of his hand, everyone could only feel their eyes blurred. The two of them had made countless moves in the blink of an eye. Then Huang Daoren groaned, took three steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound.

Then he sat down on the ground.

Turned into a wilted potato.

The audience immediately shouted "Master!" and "Master!" in exclamation.

Yu Qiufeng was anxious, pointed at Zhou Zishu and said: "Where did the evil devil come from? Could it be that he is with those evil ghosts? Don't let him go!"

If you can't beat them, you'll be slapped with a big hat. Zhou Zishu tugged at the corner of his mouth and hugged Zhang Chengling, not intending to tangle with them. In a blink of an eye, he was already a few feet away. There was chaos in the field, with Cao Weining stuttering to defend him, and others

Some of them, such as Gao Chong and Zhao Jing, remained calm with unknown intentions, while others were incited by a group of idiots headed by Yu Qiu Feng and followed them to cause trouble for unknown reasons.

Yelling and yelling, it's like a dog market.

Zhou Zishu shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, occasionally shooting away a few who bumped into him. Zhang Chengling in his arms turned into a meaty bone that everyone wanted to take a bite of due to the glazed armor.

It was as if Qiu Feng had suddenly turned into a mad dog and was chasing after him. Zhou Zishu only felt that the head of Huashan was like an old woman who was not done yet!

My heart started to get angry, I stopped, turned around, and planned to touch him.

At this moment, a whip shadow suddenly shot through the air and just stopped in Qiu Feng's path. Then a smell of alcohol hit his face. Zhou Zishu took a closer look and saw that the person with messy clothes and the smell of alcohol was actually the person from last night.

Wen Kexing left without saying hello.

I saw Wen Kexing's eyes were red and his steps were messy like a drunkard. He smiled coquettishly at Zhou Zishu, intending to look back and smile charmingly, but was ruined by a wine burp——

He said: "Axu, you... you go first, I will intercept him... them for you."

Before he finished speaking, he staggered, looking like a tumbler in the wind, his head swaying and his tail wagging. It was frightening to see, but Yu Qiu Feng greeted him a few times.

All of a sudden they all hid.

Shaking left and right, the whip in his hand was swung around in an unorganized manner. Somehow, "just right", it got wrapped around Yu Qiu Feng's calf, tripping up the leader of Huashan in full view of everyone.

The big horse lies down.

Wen Kexing rubbed his eyes vigorously, and while walking on the Yangko steps with weak legs like noodles, he tilted his head and looked at Yu Qiufeng, who was ashamed and angry. He waved his hands in front of his eyes and said with a big tongue: "Hey,

That...two-headed one, you...you drank too much? Why are you crawling on the ground?"

Zhou Zishu caught a glimpse and shook his head inwardly, feeling that this time the Huashan sect was going to be at odds with Wen Kexing.

After receiving Wen Kexing's favor, he didn't waste any time, picked up Zhang Chengling and walked away. He also got two horses from nowhere, threw Zhang Chengling on the horse's back, and took him away from Juechen.

go.

Zhang Chengling was not good at riding - he was not good at anything at all. After walking a short distance, he became unable to catch up with Zhou Zishu and was dangling on the horse's back.

Zhou Zishu sighed inwardly, knowing that he was just a piece of rotten wood, so he did not treat him as a pillar. After running for a while, he abandoned his horse and led Zhang Chengling into a yard that had been abandoned for a long time, which frightened the frightened man.

The young man who had been working for most of the day took a rest.

Not long after, the gate of the deserted courtyard was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Zhang Chengling immediately jumped up, only to see Wen Kexing walking in with a staggering step.

Zhang Chengling thought he was pretending to be drunk at first, but when he took a look at it, he realized that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. He walked a few steps like a headless chicken, knelt down on one knee in front of Zhou Zishu with a "plop", and then turned around

He jumped forward and fell down.

Zhou Zishu hurriedly pulled up his face to take a look, and saw that Wen Kexing's face was rosy and there was no sign of injury at all. He even gave him a silly smile, hugged Zhou Zishu's legs with both arms, and rolled to the side.

Lying on the ground, I don't know if his legs were used as pillows or quilts.

Zhou Zishu couldn't help but ask: "Did you fall into the wine jar?"

Wen Kexing said with a big tongue: "Yesterday, I found a wine cellar... Well, I soaked in it all night and drank more than a dozen jars... It was so happy, so happy!"

He really drank too much, and when he started laughing, he couldn't stop. He hugged Zhou Zishu's leg tightly, buried his face in it, and mumbled "happy" in his mouth.
Chapter completed!