The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 243 Famous Jinghua

  Huangfu Shaozong contacted the people from the Zhenmag Division and arranged to cooperate in the pursuit of Herley. It was already evening.

  Thinking about my sister asking me to get in touch with Zhao Changhe more, although Huangfu Shaozong didn't really think about it, since my sister assigned me to do it, then let's do it.

  Since we want to do it, we should make it more beautiful, not only invite him to stay at home, but also **** him away from Tang Wanzhuang. My sister must be very happy to see Tang Wanzhuang deflated.

   These two old women have been tearing apart for more than ten years. I really don't know what to tear up and when it will stop. Although Huangfu Shaozong felt that the two female bosses were old enough to have their own identities, it would be mentally handicapped to continue fighting like the little girl, but since she was the elder sister, she always wanted to help.

  So Huangfu Shaozong openly went to town to treat the dignitaries of the magic department to dinner.

  Unexpectedly, Tang Wanzhuang, who had had a back-and-forth relationship with Huangfu, had no intention of stopping Zhao Changhe at all this time. Since he entered the capital, he either left immediately or let the capital see his style.

  Tang Wanzhuang can be sure that something will happen to Zhao Changhe when he goes to the banquet.

   There is no need for the turmoil swirling behind the scenes of the major forces, there will be countless people looking for trouble on the surface.

  The martial arts in this world are extremely prosperous, from the emperor to the patriarch of the aristocratic family are all top powerhouses, it can be seen that it is not the same template as the ancient times in this world.

I think Zhao Changhe was in Beimang when he entered the Qianlong list for the first time, and attracted a large group of second-hand goods to challenge him. This is not a special case. Almost all the people on the list will continue to encounter similar challenges. No one is looking for trouble if he can't hide his power.

  Because people are dissatisfied, I am quadruple and you are triple, I am much better than you, why can you be famous on the list and the world looks up to it? Explaining the meaning of Qianlong tens of thousands of times can't erase the first cognition in people's hearts, which is dissatisfaction.

  With the continuous improvement of hard practice, it has also reached the position of the sixth and seventh layers, and the number of people looking for trouble began to decrease, but the number of people at the same level will increase.

  伱 is the sixth level, and I am also the sixth level or even the seventh level. Are you Qianlong? I'm going to try your skills. If you have a low EQ, ask why. If you have a high EQ, ask for advice. Where is the gap between you and Qianlong.

  This phenomenon occurs everywhere in the rivers and lakes, even on the list of people. It is one of the typical manifestations of the book of troubled times.

   Zhao Changhe has not met him for a long time, because he either hangs out with the Cao gang, or hides from the Tang family, or he is a martial artist in Langya, and his whereabouts are uncertain when he goes out, so there is no chance for others to find trouble. But this time I went to Beijing alone, without concealment, and it was as dazzling as a burning candle. Wouldn't that be tantamount to declaring fire on me?

  It can be said that ever since Mr. Dai yelled the word Zhao Changhe at the gate of the city, countless masters of the capital with comparable cultivation began to move around.

  Including Huangfu Shaozong himself, he also wanted to fight with Zhao Changhe. He had the seventh level of profound entrance, and Zhao Changhe had the sixth level, but the ranking difference between the two was only two, and he also wanted to know why. Of course, he is not suitable for shooting, he has his own Xiao Jiujiu.

  So the place to treat guests is not in the Yihong Building, but in the opposite restaurant. The restaurant does not enter the private rooms, but is still a classic attic with no walls that is ventilated from all sides.

  Zhao Changhe could see Huangfu Shaozong's intention, smiled slightly, and didn't care.

   "Brother Zhao, this is the famous Zhangjia restaurant in the capital. The most famous restaurant in the building is..."

   "Zhi Rong Snow Jade Cake?"

  Huangfu Shaozong was stunned: "Brother Zhao actually knows everything about Jingshi cakes?"

   "There is a little girl who likes it."

   "...Cui Yuanyang, right?" Huangfu Shaozong choked up for a moment: "Brother Zhao, no one here will convey it to her for you. If you want to pick up a girl in the air, forget it."

   "Huh, do you understand well? This bearded character is wrong."

"Both each other, your scarred face is not suitable for this kind of thing." Huangfu Shaozong said with a blank face: "Brother Zhao is not a girl's cake, but the hibiscus wine here. Of course, if Brother Zhao wants to eat cakes..."

   "Excuse me." Zhao Changhe directly reached out to grab the jug on the table, pouring wine for Huangfu Shaozong instead.

  Huangfu Shaozong felt that he seemed impolite, and was about to say something when footsteps came from the stairs: "It is said that Zhao Changhe, the bloodthirsty Asura, is here?"

  Zhao Changhe kept pouring the wine, and looked at Huangfu Shaozong with a half-smile, "Actually, Brother Huangfu should go to Langya."

  You are entertaining guests at the house of the Lord Hou, and no one will believe that the stairs are not guarded. This is why you want to weigh me.

  Huangfu Shaozong blushed slightly, knowing that his intentions had been seen through, he didn't try to defend himself, he just turned his head to look at the person who came, "Huangfu treats you, are you slapping me in the face?"

  The visitor clasped his fists and said, "It's rare for a bloodthirsty Shura to go to Beijing. If you don't take this opportunity to see a thing or two, you won't have a chance in the future. Young Master, forgive me for being a warrior."

  Huangfu Shaozong looked at Zhao Changhe, and tried to say: "Brother Zhao's intention..."

  Zhao Changhe finished pouring his wine, and continued to pour wine for himself: "As you like."

  The visitor took a deep breath, and slowly drew his sword: "The mad dragon in the capital, Chen..."

   "I'm not interested in knowing the name, let's use the sword." Zhao Changhe didn't draw the knife, and was still pouring the wine, without even looking at the other party.

  The person who came finally showed his anger: "Bloodthirsty Shura despises me, the master of the capital, too much!"

"Don't represent the capital, I just despise individuals." Zhao Changhe put down the flagon helplessly: "Damn it was originally planned to finish the beer while pouring the wine, but you all talked too much, which made me pretend to be incompetent Can't the masters of the capital order directly?"

  Huangfu Shaozong's expression became very exciting.

  What kind of brain circuit is this, it actually pays attention to posing!

  You can learn from it, no wonder this guy is so famous, so that's how he came here.

  The mad dragon in the capital was stunned for a long time, and finally became furious: "It's too much to bully!"

  The sword light was like practice, and it stabbed Zhao Changhe's face directly. It looked like he wanted to draw a symmetrical scar on the other side of Zhao Changhe's face, and he had a long memory.

  Zhao Changhe raised the wine bowl with his left hand and signaled to Huangfu Shaozong: "Thank you for the hospitality, and I respect Huangfu brother for a cup."

  Huangfu Shaozong held bowls together with great interest.

  The two bowls collided with each other, and there was a sound of "ding". At this moment, a flying sword arrived at Zhao Changhe's door, and Zhao Changhe's right hand suddenly palmed everything.

  In the eyes of the opponent, Zhao Changhe, who was sitting there leisurely and full of flaws, suddenly disappeared with this vertical palm, and the barrier was like a mountain, like a **** overlooking.

"Crack!" The vertical palm was cut on the side of the sword, and everything that seemed ordinary suddenly erupted with terrifying power at the moment of contact. Even the sword seemed to be bent, and the flying thrust was directly deflected, rubbing Zhao Changhe rushed past.

  I didn't know when the foot was hooked, and the whole person jumped forward, hit the rear pillar with a "bang", and slowly slid down.

  As if nothing happened, Zhao Changhe drank it with his neck up: "Good wine!"

  If there is deep meaning in Huangfu Shaozong's eyes: "Shenhuang Fenglei Palm..."

   "Good eyesight. I don't know how to use it skillfully. Brother Huangfu laughs at me."

  During the mere conversation, several people came up from the stairs, and one of them rushed over with his sword drawn: "Huang Shaozu of the Huang family of the capital, please give advice to the bloodthirsty Asura!"

   "The next one doesn't need to report the name. I'm only interested in knowing the name who can let me use the knife." Zhao Changhe stretched out his finger and flicked, and the long sword was released directly.

   "Bibo Qingyi..."

   "Good eyesight." The next moment, the big fist of the vinegar bowl hit Huang Shaozu's face: "Brother Huangfu, what is the name of this punch?"

   "...I can't tell, this is just a random punch, right?"

   "Is the Blood Fiend Fist that comes with my Blood Fiend Saber technique so shameless?"

   "..."

   "Bang!" Huang Shaozu bumped into the pillar on the other side, and he was dizzy.

   "Jingshi Xie's family..."

   "I said I don't need to report my name." Zhao Changhe reached out his hand in lightning, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and threw him to the ground with a casual tug.

   "Jingshi Zhao..."

   "Yo, my family, it's a pity that I don't have much face."

   "Bang bang bang bang..." Huangfu Shaozong looked at the people who knocked against the pillars and fainted one after another, his expression changed.

  These people are all from the fifth to seventh level of the entrance, and some of them are higher than Zhao Changhe in terms of cultivation level.

  But none of them could pass the second move in Zhao Changhe's hands. Not only did he not use the knife, he didn't even move his butt.

  No, he even used one hand all the time, while pouring wine with the other hand, he beat someone with a bowl of wine, and within a few breaths, ten bowls were poured down, and the attic was already full of people.

  The gap is so big that it can't be seen that it is a battle of the same level, it is almost like an adult beating a child.

  Huangfu Shaozong himself has seven levels of profound entrances and eleventh level of potential dragons. He is theoretically stronger than Zhao Changhe, but he has to admit that even if he can beat these people easily, it is impossible for him to be as easy as Zhao Changhe.

  That is the eyesight experienced in many battles, and the most direct and effective use of combat skills. People who are not licking blood with knives and rolling in the rivers and lakes will not understand it at all. Even the seemingly ordinary Blood Fiend Fist has been played like a unique skill in Zhao Changhe's hands.

Moreover, Huangfu Shaozong could tell that Zhao Changhe's fists and palms became more proficient with the battle situation. The previous Shenhuang Fenglei Palm was indeed a little rusty, but after that it was really immovable like a mountain, and no one could break him. A palm range.

   "Bang!" Zhao Changhe punched another person in the face again, poured wine again, and the jug was gone.

  Zhao Changhe laughed loudly: "There are too many people, and there is not enough wine. The capital is so stingy in hospitality! Come, let's serve wine!"

  The restaurant was completely silent, and even Huangfu Shaozong's mind went blank for a while.

   It seems that everyone delivered it to the door. Let this person have a drink and become famous in Jinghua.

  (end of this chapter)