Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The carriage was extremely luxurious, as if it was made of golden soul coins, and the whole body shone with a charming golden light.

The car moved, and this extraordinary horse seemed to be struggling a bit.

Dao Feng smiled, put away his mask and joined the crowd.

But there is no secrecy, and people around him always stare at him with strange eyes.Does everyone know that he bought a soul guide?Or did he find out that he had a small coffers?So they are going to join forces to kill him and inherit his property? !

how is this possible.

Blade chose to ignore these gazes.

People have to silently bear some pressure for their own excellence.

He is too good, so he has to suffer more.

Walking on the street, Daofeng looked up at the starry sky at 45 degrees, and sighed slightly, his tone was so sad.

……

"Um?!"

Dao Feng stopped suddenly, and frowned slightly.

"This breath..."

Dao Feng cast his gaze in a certain direction, with a dignified look on his face.

There was a man staggering towards another man, with a bad expression on his face.

"In such a prosperous place, someone dares to act like this. Aren't they afraid of being besieged and attacked?"

Blade looked over there quietly.

"Old Liu! Don't come near me!"

"Brothers for so many years, you despise me now?!"

"No! Old Liu, stop first! Don't come over!"

"Old Chen! You don't know me as a suffering buddy after you get rich recently, do you?! I just want to go there!"

"Old Liu, I won't be polite if you come here again!"

"Haha, come on! Old Liu, I want to see what you did! My old buddy of more than ten years! What did you do?! Open Wuhun, if I don't fight back today, you will kill me ! Don’t beat me to death, you are my grandson!”

"Old Li, stop, I'm really welcome to come here again!"

"You did it! Kill me, today we will end our friendship!"

"Don't...don't come close to me!...vomit..."

"Brother, what's wrong with you!" He suddenly became sober.

"... vomit... vomit..."

"Damn! Could it be that he was poisoned?! Which bastard did it?!"

Lao Chen broke free from Lao Liu's hand and quickly backed away.

"Old Liu, don't move! Vomit..."

"I won't move, I won't move, brother, how is your situation?! I know that there is a miracle doctor on the opposite street, let's go and have a look!"

"Look at the fart... vomit..."

"Brother, don't hold on! I'll take you there right away..."

"Ouch...don't come here! If you come here again, there's nothing for brothers to do!"

"Well, okay, old Chen, calm down first."

"Calm down! What the hell did you eat?!"

"What? Ah? Oh, I just ate a few pieces of stinky tofu with a few sips of wine, what's wrong?"

"Damn! I thought you ate Xiang! This stench... vomit..."

That's what happened.

Dao Feng gently covered his forehead, a little dumbfounded, they are all big and big people.

Then he walked over and asked the drunk old Liu something.

Finally got the information he wanted.

"Old Liu, you're dead! Don't you want to cut off all kindness? This brother won't do it! Can you do it?!"

"Brother, don't be angry, am I drunk? Give brother a chance."

"vomit……"

Dao Feng decided to let Zheng Jin go, because there are some beautiful things that cannot be missed.

Standing opposite to the small shop where the passers-by were afraid to avoid except for a long line, Dao Feng took a deep breath.

Can't go wrong - this authentic taste.

Under the surprised gazes of passers-by and a few people in line nearby, Dao Feng joined the team.