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The soil between the trees was very soft. Stepping onto it, it was as if one was stepping on clouds. The building staggered out of the forest, leaving behind rows and rows of shallow footprints.

He was extremely weak, as if he was walking with his life on the line. Hearing someone speak in front of him, Chang Lou became excited. He heard Uncle Lin's hoarse voice.

"Haha …" Someone was laughing, and Chang Lou's heart relaxed. It didn't matter if the green scarf was dead or not, at the very least it proved that the people outside were not from the black clothed man's group.

Crack! The house broke a dry branch by accident.

"Who is it!" A woman's high-pitched voice attracted the attention of others. A flying knife shot through a large tree and headed straight for Chang Lou like lightning.

The flying knives were shockingly fast. The moment the woman's voice entered his ears, she had already arrived in front of Chang Lou.

The flying dagger was wrapped in an icy blue layer of true energy. It exuded a cold light as it dragged a blue line of light, piercing straight into the center of Chang Lou's eyebrows.

Chang Lou wasn't flustered at all as he subconsciously enveloped his right hand with grey true qi and grabbed the flying dagger.

After swallowing a mouthful of blood, Chang Lou hurriedly shouted, "Heroes, don't do anything, it's me!"

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then a rough voice shouted, "Who are you?"

Just as Chang Lou was about to answer, Old Uncle Lin shouted in surprise, "Don't do it! Don't do it! It's that little brother. "

As they spoke, Chang Lou could already see them through the gaps between the plants. Other than that man and Uncle Lin, there were three more men and a woman. Among the three men, there was another familiar person – Second Uncle's son, his cousin Chang Hu.

At this moment, there were two carriages parked on both sides of the road. On the ground were the corpses of dozens of men in black. Their bodies were badly mutilated, and a group of flies were buzzing, making people feel nauseous. However, in this kind of environment, Chang Lou's bull-like cousin was still munching on the chicken leg with relish. This was truly admirable.

"Little brother!" "This is great, it's good that you're fine, I thought you've been viciously attacked by those people just now!" Upon seeing the house, Uncle Lin's eyes lit up. He quickly stepped forward and held onto Chang Lou's hand to express his concern.

Chang Lou quickly replied politely, "Thank you for worrying, Uncle Lin!" As long as Uncle Lin is safe and sound! " Uncle Lin's excessive concern caused Chang Lou to be on guard. After all, there was some truth to the line that was often called "show your kindness with a petty character's heart". People could not help but be wary of other people's misgivings.

"Brother, return your throwing knives!" After exchanging some pleasantries with Uncle Lin, Chang Lou threw the flying knife to the average looking woman with a frosty expression.

Everyone except for Uncle Lin was shocked by the throwing knives that Chang Lou threw out. They were well aware of how powerful that woman's throwing knives were, but this guy was able to catch her throwing knives.

"I am Zong Chi!" Brother, are you going to participate in the Iron Rhinoceros Martial Meet too? " A handsome man in a red uniform with a bright smile on his face was the first to speak.

Chang Lou was stunned for a moment before nodding his head. Then, he said indifferently, "Let's go take a look!"

Before anyone else could say anything, the impatient cousin, Chang Hu, had already shouted out. He had just praised Chang Lou as he anxiously suggested, "With brother's skills, you can definitely enter the top five! "When we get to Wu An city, we will definitely spar if we have the chance!"

Chang Hu was just like its name: a tiger with a sturdy build, a fierce face, and an extremely warlike nature. He was just like an evil tiger. If not for the fact that this cousin of his had joined his father, who had claimed that he was "one person against half of the Chang Clan's think tank", Chang Lou would have thought that he was a boorish person. On the surface, this fellow was reckless and impatient. However, he was extremely meticulous and had been nicknamed "Black Tiger" by Chang Lou and his brothers.

"Chang San-ge said, who will take first place in this Martial Competition?" The man who was drinking on the cart seemed to be very interested in the top five, so when he saw Chang Hu mention it, he asked with interest.

He was not very tall, only a little over one and a half feet tall; he was a very popular man, one of those big handfuls that walk the streets; he blinked his small eyes like a meticulous watermelon vendor; on his head he wore a short black coat with a large pipe tied around his waist, revealing a bronze-colored chest and tufts of hair of varying length. Because he was too ordinary, Chang Lou couldn't help but look at him twice. Who would believe that a small stall vendor would mingle with a group of noble young masters? "Apart from Chang Hu, who was carrying two earthy yellow female whips and wearing a cheap black martial uniform, the rest of them were all dressed in brocade, wearing beautiful jade to show their virtue, and the woman who did not wear her jewelry and powder threw a throwing knife made of priceless outer space cold iron. They were all rich people.

Chang Hu carelessly replied, "Of course it's the A. "Wu Kangtai, Wu Kangtai, do you want me to praise you?"

Wu Kangtai put down the jar and nodded as if it was a matter of course. Who is the man? "How dare you snatch my first place!"

Chang Hu gave a mysterious smile, "He's a powerful thief!"

Chang Lou's heart twitched as he resisted the urge to beat Chang Hu to death. A writer is his nickname and his gift. In the past, when he was in the first grade of the National Test, the Emperor had asked for a number to be given to him according to usual practice. In this life, the Emperor was a person who hated writing and did not have a high level of education. When he came to the point where he could not think of a good name, he made up an "A essay" based on the principle that he was the boss of the Great Emperor of Heaven and Earth. In the end, he wrote it wrongly and it became a joke in the world.

Zong Chi clapped his hands, "I didn't expect Brother Chang Hu to be so funny! It was unknown where your younger brother's house had disappeared to recently to cultivate. Many buildings had appeared in this world, so there was no guarantee that an incredible person would emerge. It's really wonderful! "

"Humph!" If that kid from Chang Lou dares to come out again, I'll definitely chop him into eight pieces and use them to feed the dogs! " The man who had been pouring wine for Lin Bo nearly threw the wine jar to the ground when he heard the words "Chang Lou".

When Chang Hu heard this, he pulled out a steel whip from the ground and angrily shouted at the man with round tiger eyes, "Su Qiushan, if you dare chop my clan's Armored Man ', I'll chop you into pieces first.

Su Qiu Shan pulled out the sword at his waist and sneered: "My sister will be married to that bastard Zhu San in another half a year, and he is still living happily outside. The poor little sister was in the attic all day, rubbing her empty zither while she ate without thinking. That kind of villain would only hurt others' hearts. Even if Qiushan knew he was no match, he would still kill him. "

Chang Hu let out a long sigh and stabbed the steel whip into the ground. He calculated in his heart, "If there's a chance, I'll have to kill that bastard Zhu San first!"

"Bro, what happened to you?" Wu Kangtai could not help but ask when he saw Chang Lou's dazed expression.

Chang Lou came back to reality and said with a smile, "Can Big Brother give me a drink? There are a lot of experts this time, so I'm a bit worried! "

"Give me a pot too, I'm f * * king interested too!" Chang Hu gulped down the wine as the image of his younger brother, who did not know how to smile foolishly, kept on practicing writing with a straight face, appeared in his mind.

Chang Lou took a sip of the wine, while the woman in white on top of the tower was blinded by the westerly wind. Her ice-cold tears made him drunk.