Martial Arts: Storyteller in the Valley of the Wicked, Xiao Yuer works part-time

Glancing at Yu Wenhuaji who was bowing his head, Sui Huang said coldly.

"Let's put aside the matter of the formula of longevity. I want you to go to the Ping'an Inn and find out the details of the Ping'an Inn."

"If that Ye Chen really has a fairy fate in his hand, do you know how to do it?"

"I understand!"

......

A certain valley in the Sui Dynasty.

Looking at the fairy tale book in front of him, Fu Junc's face was full of solemnity.

Because of the appearance of Ping An Sword Immortal, Fu Jun C had some ideas.

The Emperor Sui went against the law and acted fatuously. He sent troops to attack Goguryeo three times, causing the people of Goguryeo to live in dire straits.

In order to save his country, Fu Juncang had no choice but to find a way to assassinate Emperor Sui.

However, Sui Huang had many masters around him, and every assassination fell short.

Moreover, I traveled to many places in the Sui Dynasty, and no one was able to practice the formula of longevity.

If you don't practice the formula of growth and life, you won't be able to get the evil emperor's relic, and if you don't get the evil emperor's relic, you won't be able to save Goguryeo.

Neither of the two roads of saving the country would work, and Fu Junc was very upset about this.

However, the appearance of the Ping An Inn gave Fu Jun C hope, if this Ping An Sword Fairy is really as magical as it is said in the legend.

Then he must have a way to save Goguryeo, or kill Sui Huang.

Thinking of this, Fu Jun C looked down at the formula of longevity in his hand.

"At the price of the longevity formula, I think I should be able to invite this Ping An sword fairy."

......

Daming Lanzhou City.

"Ah!"

Ye Chen, who was eating noodles, sneezed suddenly, and Jiang Yuyan, who was at the side, immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe Ye Chen.

"Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you."

Ye Chen rubbed his nose and said casually: "It's okay, someone should be plotting against me behind my back."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuyan laughed and said, "Mr. Ye was joking, looking at the world, who would dare to plot against you!"

"It's not necessarily true. There are not many people who plot against me in the two major rivers and lakes of the Ming and Song Dynasties, but you didn't expect to be outside the Jianghu of the Ming and Song Dynasties!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the storybook of the Immortal Sword has already been introduced into Tai Sui."

"With the situation of Da Sui Jianghu, there must be countless people eyeing the Ping An Inn."

"Maybe someone wants to give me a beautiful woman."

"what!"

Hearing this, Huang Rong opened her mouth wide.

"How do these people grow their brains, and why they send beautiful women at every turn."

"Why don't you give me something else?"

Looking at the pouting Huang Rong, Ye Chen smiled and said, "There's no way, I'm sexually addicted, it's human nature."

"I'm not interested in things like money and power. If I want them, it's not their turn to give them."

"So after all the calculations, they only have to send beautiful women!"

"But it just so happens that the inn is still short of a shopkeeper. Among the people who came from the Great Sui Dynasty this time, there should be someone who is competent."

Hearing that someone was qualified to be the manager of the inn, Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said, "The person who can satisfy Mr. Ye must not be an ordinary person."

"Mr. Ye, tell us about it, so I can get acquainted with it in advance."

Glancing at Huang Rong, Ye Chen didn't know that she was thinking.

She clearly wanted to unite with everyone in Zhulin Courtyard to push out the future shopkeeper.

"Don't think about it, I won't tell you about this person."

"And if I want her to be the shopkeeper, I guess it will take a lot of work."

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't say anything, Huang Rong looked aggrieved.

"Humph!"

"Mr. Ye is really stingy. If he hides like this, the candidate in Mr. Ye's heart must be another big beauty."

"Yes!"

"Finally I admit it, you're so bothered, I'm going to tell Sister Dongfang and the others later."

Speaking of which, Huang Rong ran out of the inn, apparently planning to file a complaint.

Seeing Huang Rong's anger, Jiang Yuyan smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, can Yuyan ask you something?"

"Why, you also care about the news of the future innkeeper?"

Jiang Yuyan shook her head and said, "The inn belongs to Mr. Ye, whoever Mr. Ye wants to be the innkeeper, Yuyan dare not interfere."

"Yuyan just wants to know how big the chance is for Knight Island."

Jiang Yuyan's words made Ye Chen put down the chopsticks he was eating.

"See it?"

Jiang Yuyan nodded.

"If the chances of the Knight Island are not great, Mr. Ye doesn't have to disperse the Jianghu people who go to the Knight Island."

"Besides, Mr. Ye was angry with Zhenren Zhang for half an hour just now. It must be that he suffered some losses from the transaction outside the inn, otherwise Mr. Ye would not be like this."

"Hehehe!"

"You are the best at seeing people's hearts."

"Hero Island does have great opportunities, but if that's all, I don't bother to care about them."

"The opportunity is good, but not everyone can take it."

"The reason why I don't want too many people to go is because the other opportunity is limited, so I made this bad move."

"As for Zhang Zhenren, there is no loss."

"Although I didn't lose money, he made a lot of money, so I'm very upset, do you understand?"

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Jiang Yuyan froze for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled, "Mr. Ye is still so interesting."

"You are the only one in Jianghu who dares to torment Zhenren Zhang like this."

"Then I don't know what kind of opportunity is there on Knight Island?"

Ye Chen grinned at the corner of his mouth, and spit out two words lightly.

"Xianyuan!"

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ps: National Day explosion!More than Mid-Autumn Festival!

Chapter 341 Troubled by too much skill, the knight island has a fairy fate

Ye Chen's words made Jiang Yuyan stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Mr. Ye, you mean there is a fairy fate on the Knight Island?"

"Yes, there is indeed a fairy fate on Knight Island, and it is a complete fairy fate."

"Although this fairy fate has been discovered for a long time, but now there is no one who is destined."

When she heard that Xianyuan was still there, Jiang Yuyan's little heart began to beat violently.

In fact, Jiang Yuyan has always wanted to practice martial arts, but there is no martial arts suitable for her to practice in the Zhulin courtyard.

Although Wang Yuyan has collected all the cultivation methods of the Xiaoyao School, but not everyone can have decades of Beiming magic like Wang Yuyan.

God knows how many years it will take to directly practice the Xiaoyao School's immortal cultivation skills without the introduction of Xiaoyao School's martial arts.

If it takes decades to achieve something small, Jiang Yuyan can't wait for this time.

The same is true for other martial arts in Zhulin Xiaoyuan, all of which require a certain amount of martial arts skills, otherwise they absolutely cannot be practiced in a short period of time.

But it is different now, there is a fairy fate on the knight island, and the fairy fate is naturally full of all kinds of strange possibilities.

If he learned it by himself, he might not be able to keep up with Mr. Ye's footsteps.

Jiang Yuyan's careful thoughts were in Ye Chen's eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Chen just smiled and didn't pour cold water on Jiang Yuyan.

The Taixuan Jing of the Knight Island is more difficult to practice than the Changchun Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao School.

Just when Jiang Yuyan wanted to continue to ask about the details of Xianke Island Xianyuan, Zhang Sanfeng walked in from the door.

When he was on his way earlier, Ye Chen harassed Zhang Sanfeng for half an hour, and it was not until Ye Chen had enough fun that he completely overtook Zhang Sanfeng.

"Hehehe!"

"Mr. Ye is truly a heavenly man!"

"With such deep internal strength, there are probably not many people in the Kyushu Continent."

Facing Zhang Sanfeng's flattery, Ye Chen waved his hand with a smile and said, "Master Zhang is absurd."

"Ye's meager internal strength is nothing. There are still many capable people and strangers in the Kyushu Continent."

"In addition, the noodles in Lanzhou City are not bad, why don't Master Zhang come over and have a bowl."

"Right on my mind!"

Zhang Sanfeng sat down with a smile, and the waiter at the side immediately brought a bowl of steaming Lanzhou noodles.

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a sip, Zhang Sanfeng then praised: "It really is unique, this piece of meat can be sliced ​​as thin as a cicada's wing, which shows the extraordinary skill of the knife!"

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Ye is not only superb in martial arts, but also proficient in the way of gourmet food!"

"Where is the proficiency, Ye is just greedy."

Ye Chen responded without a word, but Zhang Sanfeng said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Ye, Pindao just observed your complexion, and found that the true energy in Mr. Ye's body seems to be restless."

"Could it be that you have just left the customs, and the breath in your body has not been reconciled?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Ye Chen smiled and said: "Master Zhang laughed, and it's quite embarrassing to say it."

"Ye is currently practicing a sword technique, so he wants to exhaust all the power in his body."

"But Ye Mou tried several times, but he still couldn't dissipate his power."

"After finally dissipating some power, the true energy in the body will automatically circulate to make up for the vacancy."

"That's why the true energy in the body is a little restless."

After listening to Ye Chen's words, the corners of Zhang Sanfeng's eyes twitched constantly.

Originally, I just wanted to use Ye Chen's words, and then bring the topic to practice, so that I can discuss it with Ye Chen.

But who would have thought that Ye Chen would seize the opportunity to play tricks again.

"Hehehe!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed softly: "Of course, with Mr. Ye's strength, he has at least 400 years of pure skills."

"It's not an easy thing to lose 400 years of pure skills!"

"Really Zhang," Ye Chen looked at Zhang Sanfeng solemnly and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"If he only had 400 years of skill, Ye would have already lost his astigmatism. Would he still be sitting here and worrying?"

Zhang Sanfeng: "..."

What kind of opportunity is there on this chivalrous island!

This bastard always speaks with a gun and a stick.