Women's procrastination can't be said

The ten-storey building is amazing, the walls are dark gold, and the fortress-like shape allows it to withstand the test of wind and rain and stand here for a long time.The tall and heavy store door was tightly closed, and only opened when one person entered or one came out. There were two rows of guards with knives standing at the door, and they took the trouble to check the people entering and exiting one by one to ensure the safety of all goods.

The people queuing up at the door were more or less impatient, but they could only hold back. This is the rule of Liangyi Pavilion for hundreds of years. Only by this method can the smooth completion of commodity circulation, and they dare not provoke the big business The big Luo family.

"This is too exaggerated. Isn't it just a weapon shop? Is it necessary to be so strict?" Song Qingwu stood at the end of the line panting, unexpectedly, he had to line up here.

Song Yuyan fought with him all the way, her breathing was a little short, she didn't care about it, she didn't want to line up at all, she walked around the crowd and walked forward, saying, "The quality of the weapons here is the best in the country, and the quantity is the best in the country. It is also extremely huge, if it is snatched away by people with evil intentions from other countries, Da Song will be in crisis. But... no matter how strict it is, it will be under the jurisdiction of my father, follow me, and we will go in directly."

"Wow, no matter how your father manages the store, the final ownership is not my father's. Hey, you jumped in line..." Song Qingwu said dissatisfiedly, but still kept up.

"Miss Song." The guard at the gate saw Song Yuyan and saluted briefly.

Song Yuyan nodded, and was about to speak, but was pushed by Song Qingwu's shoulder, only to hear him whisper, "Should I report my identity?"

"Don't wait, it will cause riots." Song Yuyan felt that he had a big picture at this time.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingwu became dissatisfied when he heard this, and said, "What kind of commotion? The second prince, I haven't done anything outrageous, and I'm still afraid of them."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden silence in front of the weapon shop.

Song Qingwu closed his mouth in embarrassment, he seemed to speak too loudly...

"See Your Highness the First Prince." The common people knelt down in unison and said in unison.

Song Qingwu helplessly wanted to ask everyone to get up, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, why... the eldest prince?

"Get up." A slightly deep but immature voice sounded from behind the crowd, and someone came from the middle of the road that people gave way to.

He was dressed in a black robe, his black hair was neatly tied on the top of his head, his sword-shaped eyebrows that slanted into his temples had already taken shape, and his deep black eyes were filled with a calmness that did not match his age. For the people of Song Dynasty, this ten-year-old child had amazing The commanding power of the soul.

Seeing the person coming, Song Qingwu was taken aback for a moment, then greeted him with a smile, his voice lowered slightly: "Brother."

"Let's go, go in first." Song Yanjun simply nodded.

The guard opened the door respectfully, Song Yanjun walked in straight, Song Qingwu and Song Yuyan looked at each other and followed.

Seeing that Song Yanjun brought many people with him, the guards of Liangyi Pavilion didn't know whether to stop him or not.

"You guys stay outside." Song Yanjun instructed the guards following him.One thing more is worse than one thing less, and he didn't want to embarrass the gate guards of Liangyi Pavilion.

"You too." Song Qingwu also ordered his guards as he did.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it, those who want to go in line up." After the three of them entered, the gate guard greeted the scattered crowd.

As soon as you enter, you will see a wide and bright hall, where a variety of weapons are neatly placed, and people are talking and laughing to choose the weapons that are convenient for them.

"Brother, why are you here suddenly?" Song Qingwu walked beside Song Yanjun and asked with his head raised.

Song Yanjun looked at his somewhat silly younger brother, smiled lightly, and said, "I heard that Yan'er had a little dispute with others on the street, and I happened to be doing business nearby, so I rushed over."

He turned his head to look at Song Yuyan, and said, "Who knew our Miss Song Yuyan had already dealt with it."

"Hey, it's thanks to him this time." Song Yuyan pointed at Song Qingwu, a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, leave the follow-up matters to me, this time I won't give the teacher a chance." Song Yanjun patted Song Yuyan's little head dotingly, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Song Yuyan looked into his eyes and let out a chuckle.

Of course she knew that every time those villains she whipped, Song Yanjun would catch them and clean them up again, and then Song Feng would catch them again, and after these three times, that person would either die or be disabled.

The tacit understanding between the two eyes made the atmosphere a little weird for a moment.

"Ahem..." Song Qingwu coughed in embarrassment. These two just made a baby kiss and ignored him like this. After that day...

Song Yuyan glanced at him strangely and then browsed around the weapons on the first floor, while Song Yanjun's face was a little dark red.

"It seems that she has no interest in you, brother." Song Qingwu teased.

Song Yanjun glanced at him and said in a low voice, "She's still young."

"Tch." Song Qingwu whistled angrily and browsed around.

"What do you want to buy?" Song Yanjun walked towards Song Yuyan with a questioning look in his eyes.

Song Yuyan took out the badly damaged whip and motioned for Song Yanjun.

Song Yanjun smiled lightly and said, "Let's go, I'm familiar with this place, I'll take you to have a look."

"Okay, I'll call him." Song Yuyan nodded, and happily ran to Song Qingwu who was looking east and west.

"The Liangyi Pavilion has ten floors. The higher the level, the higher the quality of the weapons, and the fewer the weapons." Song Yanjun led them to the upper floor.

Liangyi Pavilion is equipped with an automatic staircase driven by internal force, standing inside it can quickly reach the desired floor with the help of internal force.Each floor is three meters high, and having such a staircase can save a lot of energy.

Of course, if you want to be lazy, you must have enough strength, because this automatic staircase needs to be driven by the user with internal force, and has high requirements for internal force.

The three of them found this staircase under the guidance of the maid. This is a small room that can accommodate five people.Song Yanjun walked in first, raised his hand and put it in a groove on the wall of the room, Song Qingwu and Song Yuyan followed curiously.

A gleam of light flashed in Song Yanjun's eyes, drawing a lot of internal energy into it.

Song Yanjun is ten years old this year, but his strength is not bad. Today he has the fourth level of strength.

The level of inner alchemy is divided into ten levels, each level is a qualitative leap, not only the improvement of the strength of the internal force, but also the essence of the purification of the internal force.The martial artist awakened the inner alchemy around the age of six, and was able to reach the fourth level at the age of ten, which shows Song Yanjun's talent.

"Bang!" The door of the room was closed suddenly, causing Song Qingwu and Song Yuyan to take a step back in fright.Before the two could react, the whole room suddenly rushed upwards.

"Ah!" Song Qingwu screamed and sat down on the ground unexpectedly.

"Hahaha, you really..." Song Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled at Song Qingwu.Song Yanjun raised his hand to help Song Qingwu up.

"Ding." The stairwell stopped suddenly.Song Qingwu's face trembled again in fright.

"Here we are." Song Yanjun walked out, Song Yuyan followed with a smile on his face, and Song Qingwu still gasped for air a little too slowly.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, I won't play it again..." Song Qingwu felt like he was about to throw up.