The first cause of all realms

Chapter 91 Crazy!

Fierce!

So brutal!

There was a dead silence outside Dulong Town.

Seeing the burly man who is eight feet tall, with one punch, there is only blood and mud residue half a foot high.

Even though most of the people inside and outside the town were desperadoes, I couldn't help feeling a deep chill in my heart, and the many gangsters who rushed to kill were afraid to move forward.

"I've never seen such an official in my life..."

Sapphire's writing was earth-colored, and the bandit leaders in the prison car were swaying, and their faces were equally ugly.

"Also, escape?"

Someone whispered.

Lan Yushu bowed his head silently, and the others did not respond.

"Third Brother!"

The big man who jumped down from the eaves was full of killing intent, his eyes were full of tears, and he gritted his teeth:
"What a beheading knife, what a Yang prison! Today you deceived me that the masters of Dulongzhai are not slaughtering wantonly. Someone will ask you for this revenge in the future!"

Huhu~
The cold wind blows blood.

Yang Jue unhurriedly drew his sword in his hand, his expression did not change when he heard the words, his tone was still cold:
"I am waiting."

Bandits, are there innocent ones?

Have.

This world is difficult and chaotic, and many poor men are forced to flee to the mountains. Naturally, some of them are innocent.

But there is no one innocent bandit who can laugh at one side and occupy thousands of miles of land.

What does Dulong Town rely on to occupy one side?
How can they feed hundreds of strong bandits who have nothing to do with childbirth and the women and children they plundered?
And how can the villagers who regard the land as their life give up the place where their ancestors lived?

"Brothers, fight him!"

"Rush out! Even if you die, let people know the vigor of our Dulong Village!"

"Even if I die, the leaders will take off this kid's head to avenge us!"

……

There is no longer any room for relaxation.

Following the roar of the big man, a group of thugs in Poison Dragon Town had already brandished their swords like a forest and rushed to kill them ferociously.

boom!
Yang Jue took a deep breath, and with just one step, he pulled out a terrifying knife light, and rushed into the siege of a group of thugs.

clang clang clang clang~~~
In an instant, the sound of gold and iron clashing loudly.

Yang Ju stepped forward and drew his saber.

The huge energy provided by the ribs and tendons made him even if he couldn't stimulate the blood and internal qi, his killing power surpassed that of ordinary tigers with qi and blood.

And the superhuman five senses allow him to perceive everything around him very clearly.

When the two are superimposed, an extremely terrifying lethality erupts.

Shouting, roaring, howling...

The fighting seemed to have entered a fever pitch from the very beginning, and then came to an end at an extremely fast speed.

It seemed that it was only half an hour before and after, the inside and outside of Dulong town was already a mess, with blood stains everywhere, and corpses lying everywhere.

The colder than midwinter chilled Lan Yushu and other bandit leaders' hearts. Looking at each other, they could see each other's uneasiness and terror.

laugh!
The snow-white knife screen cut the blood three feet away.

On a messy battlefield, the big man was dripping with cold sweat, fighting with both hands, looking at the young man who came with a knife, he felt that there was no courage left.

Can't help but close your eyes and wait for death.

"Seven days."

Suddenly, the big man who had closed his eyes and waited to die opened his eyes.

"I'm right here in Poison Dragon Town..."

Yang Jue shook off the blood on the blade, lifted his longbow, and walked into Dulong Town, which seemed to be in the cold current, through the blood:
"Waiting for you to seek revenge!"

Waiting for you to seek revenge!

Hearing these words, and looking at the straight back, the big man not only did not feel the joy of surviving, but was filled with chills instead.

"He deliberately provoked me for the sake of my poisonous dragon village?"

The big man's heart was cold, and he stood there in a daze.

It wasn't until Zhao Qi, Jiang Du and others came to clean up the battlefield with ease that he turned and left with a bitter expression on his face.

……

……

Dulong Town does not occupy a large area, because it is only an expansion of a village.

A straight official road surrounded by various buildings, this road is the only way to bypass Nanshan.

As long as there are merchants who do not go to Nanshan, they have to pay a lot of tolls.

When Yang prison walked into this town, the street was completely empty, the previous vendors had long since fled, and many shops along the way were also closed.

At a glance, only the dead leaves blown by the cold wind are floating, and there is no one.

"I'm not afraid of bandits, I'm afraid of officials."

Yang Yu stopped on the street, his eyes flickering.

But it is clear that there are indeed few decent people in this town, and it can be regarded as a den of thieves.

He walked unhurriedly to the restaurant not far away with the closed door. In the restaurant, the faces of a few young men watching from the gap were terrified.

But hearing the knock on the door, he still trembled and stepped forward to open the door.

I've seen this guy's killing method, but no one thinks that such a wooden door can be of any use.

There were quite a lot of people in the restaurant, and when Yang Qiu came in, they all turned blue, wanted to escape but didn't dare to move, so they could only bite the bullet and not look at him.

"This grandpa..."

Xiaoer weeps and trembles:

"I, we are not, not from Dulongzhai..."

"Boil some hot water and serve some meat!"

Taking out a piece of silver at random, Yang Qian went straight up to the second floor.

Some of the diners in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, dropped their money one after another, and left without paying any bills, not daring to stay any longer.

There are far fewer people on the second floor than on the first floor.

When Yang Qiu found a guest room to wash and change clothes before coming up, there were fewer and fewer people, and there were only two tables of guests sitting in the corner.

Seeing Yang Ju come up, the man dressed as a bodyguard cupped his hands:
"I'm the Chief Escort of 'Ping'an Escort Bureau', 'Gongyang Jing'! I've heard of the name of the beheading knife, and I saw it today, and it really lives up to its reputation!"

"The head of the bodyguard is polite."

Yang Ju found a random place to sit down and put down his bow and knife.

"Master Yang is good at martial arts, but he just offended Dulongzhai, so it's better to leave this morning."

Gongyang Jing didn't care about Yang Yu's indifferent attitude, and still sincerely persuaded:
"The strength of Dulongzhai should not be underestimated, and Feng Sanxiao is not high among the eighteen. Especially Sima Yang, the owner of Dulongzhai, is famous for his pair of golden wheels and Qingzhou."

"thanks for reminding."

Yang Ju nodded slightly, not very enthusiastic.

Seeing that Yang Qiu was really not interested, Gong Yangjing shook his head and said nothing more.

Not long after, Xiaoer came up with meat.

The shopkeeper, who was a little rich, didn't seem to be so scared, and sent a pot of rice wine with a smile:
"My lord, this is homemade rice wine. I hope you don't dislike it."

"The shopkeeper doesn't seem to be afraid of me?"

Yang Ju shook his wine glass lightly, a little surprised.

The shopkeeper was so scared before that he didn't dare to show his head.

"I heard from the buddy that Master Yang, you killed the robbers and cleared the roadblocks all the way. Only then did the little old man realize that he misunderstood you."

The shopkeeper said with an apologetic face.

Yang Jian didn't care, he kept the rice wine, had a few drinks, and nodded immediately.

He doesn't like to drink alcohol, especially the wine of this year, which is bitter and astringent, very tasteless, but this rice wine is different.

It's mellow and sweet but less spicy. It's more like a drink than a drink, and he can still accept it.

Seeing that Yang Ju had drunk, the shopkeeper felt relieved, and retreated with a smile on his face.

After traveling for many days, and having just fought himself, Yang Jue has a big appetite. Although the appearance of eating is not ugly, the speed is also very fast. Xiaoer ran back and forth for a long time before barely eating half full.

At this time, another guest came up on the second floor.

Wearing a navy blue robe and a bamboo hat, the guest found a seat by the window and sat down, took a few mouthfuls from his own gourd.

He suddenly looked at Yang Yu:

"This friend has wine but no food, may I borrow some meat?"

"Ok?"

Yang Ju raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you sit down?"

"readily!"

The guest took off his bamboo hat, and Yang Jue's eyes couldn't help but move.

Only then did he know why he was wearing a bamboo hat.

Without him, this person looks really good.

But it is not a feminine beauty, but a masculine appearance like a knife and an axe. Matching with her slender figure, it is extremely eye-catching.

As soon as he sat down, he signed up:

"Bai Longxuan, Lu Wanchuan! Brother Yang's fight really made Lu admire him so much."

"It's just bandits, not worth mentioning."

Yang Jue returned the gift with a smile, but his heart was moved.

Bailongxuan is one of the few major sects in Qingzhou with superior martial arts, and there are quite a few disciples, their strength is far from comparable to that of the Iron Sword Sect.

He had also seen Lu Wanchuan's name in the information of Six Doors.

It seems that the name is not small.

"Dulongzhai is no small role."

Lu Wanchuan shook his head slightly:
"Then Sima Yang's martial arts are not weak, and his methods are also very high. But when people in the martial arts pass by, they are all treated with courtesy. In Qingzhou, they have many friends."

"Wealth touches people's hearts, and it has been like this since ancient times."

Yang Ju's tone was flat:

"There are not many people who can see through it. There are not a few people like you."

From Lan Yushu and others, he knew a lot of rules on the so-called green forest road.

Such as voting certificates.

For another example, if you don't cut off the same way, you need to rescue the prisoner when you are escorted by the yamen servant.

"Uh…"

Lu Wanchuan's tone froze, and his smile suddenly became stiff:

"Brother Yang was joking."

Yang Jue poured himself a drink, his tone cold:
"Do you think it's funny?"

"Brother Yang, why are you so aggressive? Poisonous Dragon Village may be a hindrance to the place, but Sima Yang is generous and generous, and he often saves his comrades in the rivers and lakes.

Or some places do not do well, but they are still green forest heroes. "

Lu Wanchuan's complexion darkened, and he forced a smile:
"Qingzhou is corrupt, and the government has no way. Brother Yang really doesn't think about leaving a way out for himself?"

"The food and wine are getting cold."

Yang Jue tapped the table lightly, interrupted Lu Wanchuan, and signaled him to move his chopsticks.

"What's the taste of these wines and dishes? Why don't you go to Dulong Village with me, and have delicious wines and delicacies, as well as delicacies from mountains and seas."

Seeing that Yang Qiu didn't make trouble, Lu Wanchuan's attitude became better:

"If you want to go to Qingzhou from Nanshan, it can be unimpeded. If you don't have enough money, I will make up for you! So, it's not good to turn hostility into wealth?

Even if you are obsessed with officialdom and have no friends on the green forest road, you can't do it! "

Yang Jue sighed softly and put down his chopsticks:
"If you don't eat this meal, you won't be able to eat it later."

"Ok?"

Lu Wanchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he had retreated several feet away.

He held down the long sword, his eyes were cold:

"Yang prison, you should think about it."

"In my hometown, there is a saying that I didn't really care about, but in the past few years, the more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes."

Yang Ju wiped his palms slowly, and slowly held the knife.

"What?"

Lu Wanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zheng!
Qingyue's knife sounded like a dragon's chant resounded through the restaurant.

"It's better to be crazy than wish for the country!"

　Continue to code words.By the way, Gouzi really didn't delete this chapter yesterday, and I don't know where it went.

　
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