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"Selling sesame seed cakes! Selling sesame seed cakes! Four out of ten copper coins!"

In the early morning, when the mountain gate of the Yili School was opened, there was a burst of cries and the smell of fried oil mixed with chopped green onions.

Lin Qingchen was wearing the plain coarse linen clothes of ordinary civilians, with a clean face and a thin figure, she looked surprisingly delicate and refined.

The disciples of the Standing Sect were discussing, "What's going on?"

"Why is there suddenly another stall selling sesame seed cakes?"

"Where did it come from... This person is somewhat familiar..."

At this time, the number of people in front of the mountain gate of the Yili School gradually increased. Some came to learn martial arts and swordsmanship, to join in the fun, some came to visit the sect, and some came to play swords in front of the mountain gate, to see if they were lucky enough to let the Yili School People fancy their excellent muscles and bones, and are chosen to be disciples.

Lin Qingchen looked at their third-rate skills, and felt that his eyes were hot. This is a monkey who escaped from some acrobatic troupe. This sword technique can be used to deceive children.

To be chosen as a disciple, unless the master is blind.

Sure enough, the number of people gradually increased, and there were no other food and drink stalls here except for the hot-eyed show stalls. Lin Qingchen thought that he had a unique advantage.

Lin Qingchen instructed the disciples on the side to shout harder.

"...Selling biscuits...a big biscuit..."

When Lin Qingchen heard this, her hair was full of black lines, and she cursed: "Didn't eat? Did I abuse you? Didn't you eat enough biscuits last night?"

Upon hearing the words last night's sesame seed cakes, several disciples trembled all over. They almost vomited after trying to eat them last night!

They said with a bitter face: "Return to the head, I have eaten enough, and I don't need to eat for the next two days."

"Well, it's very good, and it can save a lot of money for the sect." Lin Qingchen rewarded each of them without saying a word, "Then hurry up and shout, everyone will eat or pull!"

"Selling sesame seed cakes! Selling sesame seed cakes! Four out of ten copper coins!"

The uniform slogan, coupled with the strong food aroma, really attracted the attention of others.

Someone came over to be curious and wandered by the side of the stall.

Lin Qingchen smiled politely.

The young man was stunned.

Lin Qingchen had a good skin, red lips and white teeth. When she smiled, the little red tear mole at the corner of her eye was like a delicate flower blooming at the beginning of spring.

The young man slapped the copper plate on the table generously, "Give me four biscuits!"

Lin Qingchen burst into a smile, and asked, "This young man, is four enough?"

"Then give me four more!"

Lin Qingchen took the paper and wrapped it up for someone, "Thank you, young man, welcome to come again next time."

【Ding!You have a deposit made! 】

When the money was handed over to Lin Qingchen, the disciples came together one by one to count the money as if they had never seen the money before.

"Master, can you touch it for the disciples?"

"It's worthless, what is this little money!" However, Lin Qingchen still handed over the copper coins in his hand to them.

Unexpectedly, they could earn money just after "graduating from the teacher", and several people were immersed in happiness.

An unusually piercing and familiar voice came.

"Oh, let me take a closer look, it turns out that he is really the head of the Hehuan Sect!"

A group of people wearing dark red school uniforms embroidered with dragon pictures and texts walked towards them through the crowd.

The person who spoke had extremely black eyeliner, the corners of his mouth were pulled, and he had a wicked smile on his face, and his hair was tied up high with a golden crown.

Lin Qingchen stared at his tightly stretched hairline, dazed for a moment, wondering if that person's hairline would move back.

It was only when that person came in front of him that Lin Qingchen came to his senses.

The man smiled evilly, looked at Lin Qingchen with disdain and said, "Sect Master Lin of the Hehuan Sect, long time no see, your sect has been reduced to selling sesame seed cakes at the door of the sect next door, I am deeply saddened!"

After hearing what this person said, someone recognized Lin Qingchen and couldn't help laughing.

Lin Qingchen raised her eyebrows, "If the hero really feels sorry for us, he can buy us a few pancakes for a few copper coins."

Sure enough, the man took out a few copper coins and threw them on Lin Qingchen's stall, "You are rewarded."

There is such a good thing!

Lin Qingchen asked, "I don't know which sect the hero is from?"

The man with black eyeliner raised his head proudly, with an arrogant look: "I'm a villain."

Lin Qingchen groaned in her heart: Damn, this idiot is a bit conceited, calling himself a villain from the very beginning!

Lin Qingchen: "Which sect?"

That person: "Villain!"

Lin Qingchen immediately rolled her eyes in her heart, MMP, I'm afraid that others will not know that he is a villain!

How arrogant!

Lin Qingchen asked again: "Which sect?"

The man replied impatiently: "The villain! The villain! I have already mentioned the villain. I didn't expect that Sect Master Lin lost all his martial arts skills, and even his ears are not good enough."

Lin Qingchen was also annoyed, who doesn't know that you are a villain!

"Your uncle, I can tell you are a villain just by looking at your black eyeliner hanging to the sky, and you are still emphasizing what a fart!"

The disciple was afraid that Lin Qingchen would offend someone, so he hurriedly explained to him: "Master, this person's sect comes from the villain, and he is the villain's Left Protector called Wang Ba! The villain is the name of their sect!"

Lin Qingchen: "..." It turned out to be the name of the sect.

"Sabi, do you mean the villain who works together to defeat the villain?"

Sabi nodded: "Yes. The decline of the Acacia faction is because of a big fight with the villain. Your martial arts was abolished by their leader."

Lin Qingchen remembered why he felt this person's voice was familiar. It turned out that this person once led someone to attack the Hehuan faction.

It seems that the enemy has met the enemy.

Wang Ba's eyes widened in anger, he was irritated, and his face was a bit ferocious, "A defeated general dares to scold this protector, I think you don't want to live!"

Lin Qingchen's long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and her face was calm.

Wang Ba looked at the person's fair skin and delicate appearance, and his appearance was outstanding, so he narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, "I think it's a waste for you to set up a street stall here, why don't you go back with me and make my stove, hahaha!"

"I see that you are full of yang energy, and you are extremely handsome. It is the most suitable and wonderful to be my furnace." He licked his lips with his tongue after speaking.

The disciple grabbed Lin Qingchen's arm, worried: "The master..."

Wang Ba smiled wretchedly, and even wanted to reach out and touch Lin Qingchen's face. Lin Qingchen's eyes fell on the hot oil in the pot. He didn't think too much at that moment, and lifted the The oil was poured on Wang Ba's hands, covering his entire arm.

"Hey..."

"Ahhhhh!!"

Wang Ba screamed horribly, heart-piercing!

Wang Ba grabbed his arm, "You're still hot-tempered, ah! My hand, I want you to be my furnace, grab it back for me, and I'll kill him!"

"Yes, Guardian Zuo!" said the entourage behind him.

Lin Qingchen's eyes were cold, cold, and indifferent. He forgot that his martial arts had been abolished, so he pulled out the saber from his disciple's waist, and went up with it.

The disciple panicked and said, "Master!"

How can Lin Qingchen's current situation be the opponent of those followers, if he insists on it, he may be injured.

The disciple had to join the battle.

Lin Qingchen swung the sword in a chaotic manner, and was soon thrown off by the opponent's long sword, watching helplessly as a cold light was about to strike head-on.

"sieve!"

"what!"

A powerful infuriating energy shook people away, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a moment. Lin Qingchen fell to the ground and felt a cool, pure breath, like the fresh rain on an empty mountain.

So comfortable.

Lin Qingchen struggled to raise his eyes among the flying sand and rocks, and he saw a slender and tall figure, hanging in the air, with white clothes and black hair, eyes covered with white gauze, intertwined with blue silk, fluttering in the wind.