Chen Dachui's departure did not have much impact on Ebony Town. After all, he is not the only one who made the iron. Although his skills are a little poor, the price is cheap.

But when the guests who went to Yangqinghua herbal tea shop would find that this stingy woman who could compete for a penny with others and was becoming more and more silent.

Even if someone occasionally gets a price cut, I won’t say much. After saying it twice, I will forget it.

However, Wang Yu, who often appears on the stalls, is well known to the townspeople. They are quite popular with this bald boy.

The villagers who knew about his background had already spread the story when Chen Dachui took him to take a shower.

So many people know that Wang Yu is a lonely man and has no relatives and friends. When there is no direct conflict of interest, most people are still willing to show a kind-hearted side.

After all, it is not difficult to say a few good words without any effort and a smile on your face.

However, An Ren, who was born and raised, is not popular here. However, since he was doing cleaning in a private school, his temperament has changed a lot.

I used to be laughing and hilarious, but now I like to joke, but I also feel a bit cheesy. It is said that he asked Mr. Chen specifically and memorized it from the book.

For example, there are 80,000 words in the world, but only the word "love" is the most murderous. What kind of men only learn tens of millions of burdens in their belly, which is less than two taels of flesh on women's chest.

Telling these joke-like jokes to Shui'er has gained a lot of attention, but also seen things that I couldn't see before.

For example, when Shui'er is shy, the charm between her eyebrows.

When a woman is most touching, she is an inadvertently showing various postures, either anger or anger.

Therefore, An Ren ran to the herbal tea shop more often, and occasionally helped to work. He even read the almanac less, and he did nothing except say it from time to time.

However, Wang Yu could see that he still wanted to get out in his heart. He was just very entangled and hesitated, not knowing when he could take this step.

Maybe it was a lifetime, or maybe it was an accident.

However, Li Yi has never appeared since he sent away the people from the Yan Prince's Mansion. An Ren also went to inquire specifically, and it is said that he went to Cangnan Mountain to continue his studies.

The town is peaceful and leisurely. Wang Yu spent the rest of his time practicing sword moves three pounds except for going to the herbal tea shop.

He didn't know why he wanted to practice, maybe it was because he was too bored, or because his hair was gone, and he didn't practice white or practice.

There must be some harvest. The gaps in the bronze door that appeared in my mind were getting bigger and bigger. Although I couldn’t see the scenery inside, the heat flow brought out of every time it appeared can strengthen Wang Yu’s body inside and out.

Including Sanjin, Chen Dachui said that each person's body has limited sword energy, and too much will damage the foundation. But he did not feel the feeling of being filled.

It has always been like a bottomless pit. I practiced for so long every day, and I don’t know how much sword energy it produces with breathing techniques.

This made Wang Yu have to set restrictions on his body, otherwise with his current control, he might be a big mistake if he accidentally did it.

This ability has existed since the appearance of the Bronze Gate, and he sets his ability value to about 10% of his full strength.

In other words, one punch can break a tree. The same is true for sword energy. He himself doesn't know how much he has accumulated. If he loses control, the entire Ebony Town will suffer.

Of course, no one knows these things. In everyone's eyes, he is still the honest and diligent bald young man.

Compared to the leisure of the town, Qiandaomen in another county town on Jiangnan Road also caused an uproar.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Earth Dragon is turning over.

"What the hell is going on! My Zhao Shanhe's apprentice, daughter, your senior brother and sister have been missing for half a month. No news has been found yet. What's the use of asking you bunch of waste!"

Zhao Shanhe is 45 years old this year. According to the comments of the Great Zhou people, he is already considered an old man. But judging from his swelling muscles and his roar like thunder when he speaks, he can't be said to be old.

Qiandaomen was founded by him. It can be said that without Zhao Shanhe, there would be no Qiandaomen. As a gangster who climbed up from the bottom, he had a bad temper when he was young and often fought with people for life.

It was also at that time that Zhao Shanhe became famous, which led to the grand occasion of more than a thousand disciples under the Qiandao Sect.

Although there are not many true stories, they are also a force that cannot be underestimated.

Faced with his anger at this time, no one in the high-level backbone of Qiandaomen resident dared to speak.

The disciple who was in charge of checking the news was even more frightened.

Everyone knows that in recent years, the head of the sect seems to cultivate one's nature and rarely fights with others. That's because there is a little princess in the sect who can suppress Zhao Shanhe's evil dragon.

Now the only person who can calm him down has something wrong, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

Seeing that no one was talking, Zhao Shanhe slapped the pillar beside him.

With a bang, it actually interrupted the solid iron pillar that needed two adult men to hold.

The entire lobby made a loud noise, and the roof swayed, but fortunately it did not collapse.

Even so, none of the disciples standing in rows dared to move and let the dust fall on their bodies.

Zhao Shanhe's anxiety and anger made him want to kill everyone in front of him, but there was still a trace of residual reason and did not vent his anger.

Several capable disciples disappeared with their daughters. Although the sect is full of waste, they still have to rely on them to do their jobs after all.

Zhao Shanhe was about to assign a task when the door of the hall was pushed open.

A disciple ran in panting and said to him: "Sect... Master, the lady is back!"

Zhao Shanhe suddenly stood up and pulled him over, "What did you say!? Where is the person!"

The disciple was about to speak when someone walked into the lobby again.

To be precise, they were two women. One of them was the princess that everyone in Qiandaomen expected, Zhao Ying.

She fell asleep in her arms by another woman. Judging from the damage on her body and the stains on her face, she should have suffered a lot this time.

The woman holding Zhao Ying was tall, with a face covering and a purple gauze dress on her body, looking extremely expensive.

Zhao Shanhe rushed to his daughter and saw that her breathing was stable. He felt relieved. The woman in the turtle face bowed and said, "Thank you for saving your life. In the future, just one word will be used to go through fire and water, and you will never refuse!"

After saying that, he continued to ask, "Where are my disciples?"

"Dead."

Yin Li said coldly: "If I hadn't happened to look for Ying'er, I'd leave something on her. I'm afraid that what you saw at this time would be a corpse."

Zhao Shanhe's face was extremely gloomy, and the joy that had just surged into his heart was covered with anger. Among those disciples, Lei Hu was the child he had watched as a grown-up, while Sun Li was the son of his old friend, whom he had entrusted before his death.

Now that he says it’s gone, it’s gone, how can he not be angry!

"No matter who you are, I, Zhao Shanhe, will destroy your entire family!"
Chapter completed!