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The long street was completely silent. A single feather had fallen onto the ground, and the gentle sound it produced could even break the silence.

The scimitar wielder had lost, but he was still standing. He had the strength to fight on; Chang Lou had won, but he had fallen. He could only lift his eyelids and gaze at the starry skies.

The night came at the same time as the silence. The spectators held their breaths, not even daring to breathe. They were almost suffocating. None of them wanted to interfere with this stunning battle.

The crescent moon skipped over the foothills, over the rivers, over the darkness, and hung in the sky.

The pale moonlight shone on the scimitar wielder's pale face, making him look like a cold and cruel god. He did not eat the mortal world, but had the cold and stern nature of a god, the merciless nature of a god, and the tyrannical nature of a god.

He slightly raised his left hand, and a bewitching stream of zhen qi condensed into a bloody blade in his hand. He ruthlessly chopped down, cleanly and cleanly. There was not the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

Chang Lou spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which sprayed on the scimitar wielder's body, dyeing his pale face red. It was like a rouge that made a girl look even more charming and beautiful.

"This guy, what a man!"

Chang Lou didn't regret raising his sword to kill this scimitar wielding assassin. Instead, he praised the scimitar wielding assassin. This scimitar wielding assassin didn't have the bearing of an expert, but there was something terrifying about him – the ruthlessness shared by men of the martial arts world. Not everyone could be truly 'ruthless'. This kind of power was often accompanied by death.

Either the enemy dies, or I die! Either Chang Lou died, or the scimitar wielder died. Chang Lou no longer had any backup moves, but he could still wield his weapon.

"You scum, how can you be so unreasonable? He clearly let you live, yet you want to kill him. How can the martial arts world allow someone like you to be so vulgar?" Jiang Siyuan, who was watching from the sidelines, let out an angry shout and swung the bone club in his hand. It brought along a strong wind as it ruthlessly smashed towards Jiang Siyuan.

The scimitar wielder was smashed by the bone club like a giant mountain. It immediately caused the blood in his body to churn and a mouthful of blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth. His body was weak and he was almost half dead.

"Aren't you very impressive? Do you have the guts to fight your Grandpa Jiang again? "If you don't speak, I'll beat you to death …"

Jiang Siyuan dragged the bone club with him as he walked towards the half-dead scimitar wielder. He raised the bone club and was about to smash it down.

"For scum like you, it's better if you die!"

The scimitar wielding man's big bone stick caused his hair to flutter in the wind. Just as he was about to be smashed to death, a very kind person, whether kind or not, closed his eyes.

"What a man, hold on!" Chang Lou coughed up a mouthful of blood to dissuade Jiang Siyuan.

When Jiang Siyuan heard Chang Lou's half-dead voice, he stuck the staff into the ground, looked at Chang Lou, and cursed, "You coward, even this dregs is going to cut off your head! You're begging for mercy on his behalf!? If I knew that you were such a coward, I would have let him kill you before killing him! Save saying some nonsense to annoy me! "

"Humph!" "You are a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. How can you be so lacking in manners and upbringing!"

A delicate voice came from the crowd. When Hua Chang heard Jiang Siyuan scolding Chang Lou, she stood up indignantly.

"What a beautiful woman!"

"What a sharp tongue! I like this kind of sloppiness! "

"I didn't expect beautiful women to have the same style when they scold people."

Amidst the raving crowd, Hua Chang held onto Chang Lou's arm, and helped him stand up.

"The lady taught me the truth, I was wrong! I have never been to school. Since I was young, I have been with wild beasts in the forest. I don't know what 'pear tree' is, or 'plum tree'. I only know that pears are better than plums! I really have no culture... My father was a hunter farmer from the ancestors to my father. "Hee hee …"

Looking at the beautiful and colorful dress, Jiang Siyuan scratched his head honestly. After failing multiple times at matchmaking, he had long since learned from his father that he had to yield to a woman countless times and follow her lead. This woman's breasts and buttocks were fuller than those of his previous blind date, and her face was so beautiful that even when she was angry she looked like a flower. He had already put her above his father and submitted to her!

"Haha …" Jiang Siyuan's words caused the surrounding people to be unable to hold back their laughter to the point that they couldn't even straighten their waists. This big dumb guy was too stupid … While laughing, they didn't think that this big dumb guy would squash any of them like he was squashing an ant.

"Puchi …" Hua Chang could not help but laugh, this big guy was rather interesting, Pear Tree, Li Shu, these words that seemed like they were purposely meant to infuriate people were very clear on his honest face.

"Hee hee …" Scratching his head, Jiang Siyuan put away his big bone club, put it on his shoulder, and said to the scimitar wielding assassin, "You scum, seeing this big sister today …" "Sister, I'll spare your life on the surface. If I see you again in the future, I'll definitely beat you to death!"

Finished speaking, Jiang Siyuan left the scimitar wielder and walked over to Hua Chang. He looked at her and gave a silly smile. However, when he saw Chang Lou being supported by Hua Chang, his face was filled with contempt, and he disdainfully thought in his heart: Isn't it just a little injury? When I was competing with that black bear, I was almost beaten to death! This man looks very strong, but I didn't expect him to be not only a coward, but also a coward!

"Come! I have some medicine to stop the bleeding here. Uncle, put it on! " Thinking of his father's instructions to curry favor with and do his best to help, Jiang Siyuan fished out a large bag of pungent odors from his pocket and sent it to the house. Fortunately, because it was dark, many people went to eat and stay at the restaurant. Otherwise, the smell would have angered the people.

Naturally, Chang Lou knew this man's true thoughts, and couldn't help but laugh. "No need to trouble you, brother!" I'll take a rest! "

"These words are said by a man! I'll buy you a drink! "

Jiang Siyuan slapped Chang Lou's shoulder like a bear's paw and laughed out loud. His opinion of Chang Lou had changed.

"You brute …" Hua Chang held onto Chang Lou, and naturally felt the strength of the palm, which could kill a cow. She glared at Jiang Siyuan with fury in her eyes.

"Good!" Brother, bring me some wine and have a good drink! "

Chang Lou interrupted Hua Chang and held out his hand towards Jiang Siyuan, asking for wine! He wanted to drink, and no matter how badly injured a martial artist was, he needed to drink two taels. They all wished to die with their last breath under their swords, and in that wine jug as well.

"Good!" "Alright!" Jiang Siyuan was overjoyed. He untied a huge bundle from the old yak, whose belly was shriveled and shriveled.

Jiang Siyuan tore off the bundle and took out two wine gourds. He threw the cork away and placed one of the wine gourds in Chang Lou's hand. Then, he pulled out the other one himself.

"Come, cheers!" Jiang Siyuan's voice boomed like the roar of a giant bear.

"Cough, cough …" "Come, cheers!" Chang Lou coughed, and under Hua Chang's concerned and helpless eyes, she picked up the wine gourd with her trembling hands and gulped it down.

The strong wine entered his throat and cut into his internal organs like a knife. His body turned over and over, and his face turned even paler. He could not help but allow Hua Shuang to snatch the wine gourd.

"Lu Yuan, drink less!" "Brother, see you in the martial arts world!"