Chapter 216

(I only wanted the red ticket, but forgot to ask for the collection. Now the collection is only one-third of the Ming Dynasty. There is really a little less. Please ask for fire support.)

Fang Xie can see that these people have different personalities, arrogant and lazy. There is no doubt that Chungu is their backbone. This is a kind of abnormal structure, but it seems to be extremely stable. She has married the butcher, and she is not beautiful, has a bad figure, and has a bad skin, but it seems that she is a unique goddess in the eyes of the other nine people.

After a moment of silence, Fang Xie suddenly understood.

These nine men may all be strong, but none of them will obey anyone. They may have fought countless times between themselves, but they can't convince others. Therefore, the only woman, Chungu, has become the only choice, and this woman must have something extraordinary.

Can make nine other people lead by her.

"Vegetable farmer, you try."

Chungu pointed to Fang and explained, "don't be too rude. Whether he is really a descendant of the Lord or not, he is a guest brought by the lame Lord. Don't hurt people when you click."

"Why me?"

The vegetable farmer was stunned and asked, pointing to the tip of his nose.

"I said you were not as good as my butcher."

Chungu snorted coldly.

The butcher smiled, took a step forward and said rudely, "then I'll come. The vegetable farmers' hands and feet are soft and their strength is used to dig the cellar and store Chinese cabbage. Where can they fight? He's not afraid. He just forgot his skills."

"Go away!"

The vegetable farmer dodged and stopped the butcher, hummed and said, "even if I forget 70% of my ability, you stupid butcher is not an opponent. Go, get out of the way!"

The butcher Oh, really get out of the way. Chungu smiled. The expression was obvious. Who said my butcher was stupid?

The vegetable farmer came to Fang Xie, hesitated for a while and asked seriously, "the Lord has three unique skills, left-handed sword and right-handed knife. I don't know what it is. In short, it's three unique skills. Can you?"

Fang Xie also answered seriously, "really not."

The vegetable farmer sighed with relief and said with a smile, "then I'm relieved."

Fang Xie couldn't help laughing, and others laughed back and forth. The solemn atmosphere of a good competition was beyond recognition by the sentence of vegetable farmers.

"Be careful!"

The vegetable farmer shouted, and then suddenly disappeared. Fang Xie was so frightened that he whispered a quick lightness skill. The man's lightness skill seems to be still above the big dog. His body shape disappears and there is no trace. Fang Xie took a half step backward on his left leg, stood with his feet patched, and then was on full alert.

"Watch your back!"

The voice came out from the back of Fang Xie. Obviously, the vegetable farmer didn't want to hurt Fang Xie. He reminded him before he took the shot, but... He really underestimated Fang Xie. After he shouted, he didn't expect that Fang Xie didn't look back at all, but pushed forward with both hands side by side, using four points of strength.

With a bang, his palms hit a fist. Then a cry of surprise came out in front of him. When he looked again, the vegetable farmer had turned over and fell to the ground. Obviously, he didn't expect Fang Xie to be fooled. The pain on his wrist forced him to face up to his young opponent. He did mean to tease Fang Xie before. After shouting "be careful" behind Fang Xie, his body immediately turned to Fang Xie. He wanted to punch Fang Xie in the chest, so that the boy could know that there was someone outside.

Unfortunately, he did not escape the calculation of the solution.

"You're fast"

Fang Xie smiled and said, "but your fist is soft and weak. Your skill is specialized. Your skills are all in the body method. Once you are seen through, you have no chance of winning."

"Not seen!"

The vegetable farmer snorted coldly, as if he had been provoked by Fang Xie. The body shape disappears again. This time, where will you remind Fang Xie of anything. When Fang Xie was on alert, the vegetable farmer appeared above his head. Just as the vegetable farmer was about to step on Fang Xie's head, Fang Xie suddenly took a wrong step backward. Reach out and just grab the vegetable farmer's ankle, and then fall to the ground.

With a bang, the vegetable farmer fell in a very embarrassed way.

"Cough, cough..."

He rubbed his chest and looked a little strange when he stood up.

"Don't get close to me. You'd better attack far by the strength of cultivation."

Fang Xie smiled and stretched out a hand to clean up.

The vegetable farmer shook his head and said, "no, no, I admit it. I'm the weakest one. Fighting is not my strength. I'm responsible for asking for information and monitoring the enemy. They can really fight. You, who you love, although this boy doesn't move much, I can see that his speed is not slower than me!"

It was aboveboard of him to admit defeat.

Liba, standing behind the crowd, took a few steps forward, looked at Fang Xie and said, "I come! You said not to get close to you, but I don't believe that if you get close to you, I can't beat you."

He took a fierce step forward and hit Fang Xie's chest with a fist. This fist was full of wind, but it obviously didn't use the power of cultivation. Fang Xie picked at the corner of his mouth and smashed his right fist against Liba's fist. His fist was obviously one size smaller than Liba's fist, but when his fists collided, the result was beyond everyone's expectation.

Liba is the strongest of the ten people, and his strength is naturally great.

He doesn't have the power of cultivation. In fact, it's because he can't cultivate. His arms are strong enough, which is a natural constitution. It is the pride of LIBA to pull out a thousand catties without practice, but who can beat the solution when fighting for physique?

The two fists collided. After a bang, Liba's arm bent back and couldn't resist Fang Xie's fist. He stepped forward with Fang Xie and hit his shoulder on Liba's hard chest. The tall and burly Liba immediately flew backward and smashed a wooden table with a plop.

Chungu's eyes were cold, and she cried out in a low exclamation: "what kind of constitution is this?"

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The old lame ate the wonton and drank the soup. He wiped his mouth and said with a smile: Be roughly the same as what you can do. You may not be able to compete with him. Your strengths are not such a single fight. Do you forget your strongest skills in ten years? Wang Ye took you to the palace before, and you were trained for six months. You are the strongest of the three hundred and eighty-two people in the palace. It is the cooperation of the team of ten. "

The old cripple's tone was slightly sarcastic: "are you really angry with those who have entered the palace because you have abandoned yourself over the years? Their weapons and armor Lord also gave them to you according to the regulations. Let me guess... Have you sold them for money?"

"Fart!"

The fortune teller angrily said: "We dare not forget what the Lord told us at the beginning. Otherwise, why haven't we left Chang'an City for so many years? The LORD said that he would go out to work and let us guard the Tai Chi palace for him and his majesty. The LORD was very kind at the beginning. Naturally, we promised everything and won't regret if we agreed to the Lord! As for the 382 people who said we might as well enter the palace Personally, have the ability to let them out and try again? "

"Do you think that in the past 12 years, we have really become butchers, vegetable farmers and fortune tellers?"

After hearing this, Fang Xie was silent for a while and suddenly said to the old lame, "let's go."

The old cripple was stunned: "why?"

Fang Xie said seriously, "I have no right to let them leave Chang'an to help me. Shifu asked them to keep Chang'an City, and they did it. If they left Chang'an for my sake, they even broke their promise to Shifu. I don't want them to ruin their promise, and I can't think of how I can let them help me."

The old cripple hesitated for a while and said, "well, anyway, I found someone for you. I won't care if you need it. Let's go if you want."

He stood up with the wine gourd and went to Fang Xie to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Chungu suddenly shouted at them, caught up with the old cripple and asked: "Lame master, over the years, few people know that the Lord has arranged us to guard the Tai Chi palace, and you are the only one who often contacts with us. In fact, since you brought him, we have believed six or seven points. But you also know that the Lord is gone, we must be careful. If we are not careful, we may become a thorn in the eye of others. People in the Imperial Palace may not be able to tolerate it If we can win, other forces naturally want us to join. If we don't agree, it won't be a river of blood. "

"Master is still there."

Fang Xie turned around, looked at Chungu and said word by word, "master is now on the prairie. More than a year ago, master traveled westward for the second time. Although there was no news, I firmly believe that he will not die. No one can move him on the prairie or on the snow mountain."

"Is the Lord still there?"

Chungu was stunned, and her expression was a little sad: "we always thought the LORD had disappeared."

"I'm here, master naturally. I'm not fake, although I don't deserve my name."

Fang Xie smiled and said, "don't worry, I firmly believe that he will return to Chang'an city."

"What do you want us to do for you?"

Asked Chungu.

Fang Xie was silent for a while and then replied, "go to Jiangnan to protect a woman. Her father is Wu Yidao, the richest man in the Sui Dynasty. You should have heard of this man."

Chungu silently walked back and sat down, and then looked back at the people: "what do you mean?"

Fortune teller has the final say with smile: "so many years, everything is your decision. You still have the final say. If you think this boy is really a successor to Wang Ye, we should listen to his words. Let us do what we do by Wang Ye's successor. This is not against Wang Ye's account. But... OK, if we agree, if we agree, our ten years of peaceful life will be gone."

Everyone was silent and the atmosphere was a little cold.

"Who wants to live now!"

With a bang, the butcher smashed the chopping board and said: "The Lord asked us to guard the Taiji palace and the emperor. It's almost 12 years. What have we done? The pig killers kill the pigs and the vegetable sellers sell the vegetables. We're really safe and comfortable these days? Fang Xie, tell us whether what we have to do is contrary to the Lord's desire to protect the emperor? Or... Can you take us to the Lord?"

Fang Xie didn't speak for a long time, then shook his head: "I'll go to the prairie, but I don't know when."

Chungu fiercely stood up: "the emperor doesn't need us, does he?"

"Maybe"

Fang Xie can't answer this question.

"Who wants to stay here with all his skills?"

Chungu looked back at them and said, "when you wanted to go, I stopped you. Because I didn't want us to separate, nor did I want you to become a knife in the hands of others, and finally die without a place to bury. But now, the solution is coming. If we have to find another place to return, maybe... There's no better place than him."

"Drink?"

She asked Fang Xie.

"Yes"

"Meat?"

"Yes"

"Have you got any money?"

"Yes"

"What else?"

She asked.

Fang Xie pointed to himself: "a friend."

Chungu smiled and said loudly, "dry!"

Liba turned and left, smashing the cook's stove with one punch. Hit a big hole with another punch, and then carry out a package from the inside. He looked and gently put it aside. Bend over again and take out the second package. The others went over and helped him find out what was hidden under the stove.

Ten packages, ten long boxes.

The old cripple smiled and seemed a little proud: "Mingguang armor, damodao... The geishi camp outside the Imperial Palace, see the sun again."