Chapter 35 There is a demon in Luoshui (22 Seeking to read)

Author: Lingling Lingling Lingling

Chapter 35 There is a demon in Luoshui (22 Seeking to read)

Zhang Li's words brought everyone's eyes to him.

The young man took a nervous step back, took a breath and said, "I said, you can let me go?"

Hearing his words, Su Ming shook his head and said, "You can choose to speak in the prison of Jingzhao Prefecture."

The young man opened his mouth, and Yu Mengmeng almost laughed out loud, his teacher always scared people.

The young man was named Zhang Chu, who was from Luojing.

But don’t think that the people in Luojing are all wealthy officials.

On the contrary, there are many people like Zhang Chu who don’t even have a place to stand.

His parents were originally a servant of an official family and had a residence. Later, his parents died of illness and he had no one to take care of him, so he joined the gang of the city, Yuanwu Hall.

He had just practiced some fists and feet and barely stepped into martial arts to refine his body, and had no place in the Yuanwu Hall.

Usually I live in Datongpu and have a bite of food. I have to get up in the middle of the night to swim across the Luo River and transport salt out of the city.

This is the world.

There is no grandeur in Lin Chaoyang's eyes, nor the excitement in Zhuo Yun's eyes, but there is no such bitterness as the little people.

"Last night, and a few days ago, they are not monsters."

"Originally, we were afraid of crossing the river day and night, and we were afraid of meeting monsters. Later, we saw several fights in the river, and they were all revenge killings by warriors."

Zhang Chu waved his hand and moved his shoulders: "Where is there any monster."

Zhang Chu's words made several people look different.

The second master frowned, Su Ming narrowed his eyes, and Yu Mengmeng shook her head gently.

Zhang Li raised his hand and took off his outer robe, revealing the Yuebai Taoist robe on the lining.

Throwing the clothes at Zhang Chu, he said lightly: "Take us to the place where we fought last night."

Zhang Chu took over his clothes and was a little hesitant.

The second master on the side fell on the moon-white Taoist robe on Zhang Li's body, and the light flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Li's robe is a magic weapon.

Even if the inspiration is covered at this time, it looks just an ordinary Taoist robe, but it still reveals a trace of dust.

Yu Mengmeng's eyes fell on the robe, and she was also surprised. She looked down at the demon-reflecting mirror hanging around her waist.

This Mr. Zhang has many treasures in his hands!

"Me, my salt..." Zhang Chu looked at the jar in his arms.

"I bought it." After Zhang Li said that, he looked at Zhuo Yun: "Pay."

Zhuo Yun's face froze and said awkwardly: "Uncle Master, I, I don't bring any money when I go out."

No money to go out.

Zhang Chu's mouth twitched.

There are many people in Luojing City who don’t bring money without going out.

They are all those who follow a large group of entourages.

Zhang Li turned to look at Su Ming.

Su Ming shook his head and waved his hand, "Mr. Zhang, I don't bring any money either."

Zhang Li's eyes fell on the second master.

The second master coughed awkwardly and turned his head away.

Finally, Zhang Li looked at Yu Mengmeng.

Yu Mengmeng muttered, took out a small golden bean from her purse and handed it to Zhang Li.

Zhang Li nodded: "I borrowed it."

...

After wearing Zhang Li's outer robe, which was not luxurious but absolutely extraordinary, Zhang Chu looked a bit arrogant.

Zhang Chu was still a little confused when he exchanged a jar of salt for a golden bean.

These people don’t eat salt, don’t know how expensive it is?

"There is a turtle-back beach in the river outside the city. It is flooded when the water rises. Usually, there are three or five acres of square meters exposed to the water surface."

"We were tired of swimming in the middle of the night, so we rested on the turtle-back rock."

Zhang Chu pointed his hand at the river ahead and spoke in a low voice.

"Last night, I was going to rest at Turtle Beach, but then I saw someone on Turtle Rock, so I didn't go up."

"Later, later," Zhang Chu's eyes flashed with fear and whispered, "Someone came over the waves, killed them, and then threw the corpse into the river."

"I was so scared that I hid until dawn before swimming..."

Walking on the waves?

A first-class warrior?

Zhang Li nodded and looked at the big palm-shaped river beach that was looming on the river surface in the distance.

He took a step forward and had a faint gathering of true energy on his body.

Just ten miles of rivers, crossing the sky.

A trace of brilliance flashed in Su Ming's eyes. Mr. Zhang wanted to use the magic method of immortality to fly across the long river directly?

The second master's eyes fell on Zhang Li's back, and the light in his eyes became even more dazzling.

Yu Mengmeng was full of curiosity and a little expectation.

"Ahem, that, Zhuo Yun, come and find a boat." Zhang Li coughed lightly and said.

This is the world of mortal world, not the world of practice where you have to go to the cottage.

Keep it a little, don't be too shocking.

Hearing his words, the few people behind him were either disappointed or relaxed.

Zhuo Yun nodded and bowed, "As for your order."

After saying that, he looked around, raised his hand and folded a thin willow, and took it out in one step. His figure seemed to be floating in fallen leaves, which were already three feet away from the river.

He smacked water on his toes, threw the willow branches on the river, stepped on it, walked against the waves, and flew towards a small green wooden boat a mile away.

Lingbo Stepping on the Wave, a first-class expert.

The second master showed strangeness on his face.

He could see that Zhuo Yun not only used martial arts skills, but also had a strange power.

The true essence of immortality.

Su Ming looked at Zhang Li with curiosity.

Yu Mengmeng couldn't help but laughed out loud.

It is obvious that Mr. Zhang from Duobao wants to be low-key.

But I didn't expect that his junior nephew, the grandson, didn't seem to know how to keep a low profile.

Zhang Chu's eyes widened.

He has met first-class experts.

The master of their Yuanwu Hall is a first-class strong man with a strong combat power. He is famous in Luojing, and all dignitaries and nobles have to give face.

But at this moment, the first-class master in front of him could only be a minion?

So what is the identity of the person who gave himself the outer robe?

A few low shouts in the distance made Zhang Li shake his head.

Is there any difference between Liudu River and I Feidu River?

Zhuo Yun practiced in Jingyuan Temple, but he still lacked the experience of the martial arts world.

A quarter of an hour later, the three-meter-long green wood cruise ship slowly landed.

"Mr. Zhang, if I had known Mr. Zhao Ji would have been waiting here." On the deck, Zhao Ji, wearing a pale white brocade dress, bowed with a smile.

His eyes turned to Su Ming and Yu Mengmeng: "Su Yu, Yu, Young Master."

Looking back, he was shocked: "Second uncle?"

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To be continued...