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Chapter 42 The same kind, but not the same way

Hu Ye and Cheng Lingsu lingered in Miao Renfeng's Mansion for three days. On the morning of the fourth day, Hu Fei said goodbye and set off for the capital.

The two of them rode a horse on the road and walked side by side. Cheng Lingsu suddenly stared at Hu Ye and said, "Brother, you are such a powerful method!"

Hu Ye's heart thumped, but his face was silent and he laughed: "Where did you start with this?"

Cheng Lingsu said: "If I had guessed well, you should have known about the treasure of King of Breaking the King, but he did not mention it in front of Daxia Miao and Brother Hu Fei. He just put all the favors of the heavens into practice, and finally made Daxia Miao willingly take the initiative to present the secret of the treasure to you."

"Su Mei is really smart and smart. I knew I could not hide this from you."

Hu Ye shook his head and sighed.

"It's not only you, but I guess Mr. Miao should have seen through the joints. But from beginning to end, I only did what I should do, and did not use any weird and private means. Naturally, he had no reason to feel bad about it."

"As for the priceless treasure of the King of Breaking, Yu Daxiao and other figures are just a feather. As long as he is sure of the right way to use it, he will never be stingy."

Cheng Lingsu nodded and said, "Only such a person can deserve the title of "hero".

While the two were rushing to chat, Cheng Lingsu suddenly thought of something and asked: "Brother, since we are going to attend the 'Tianxia Master Conference' this time, we must have the identity of a Master to enter. How do we plan to solve this problem?"

Hu Tan said confidently: "What's the difficulty? I have told you about the Master Yuansheng. We might as well learn her old tricks and also grab the identity of the leader.

"Of course, we can't just grab everyone like her. We always have to find a bad guy who deserves to be robbed. I have roughly several goals and will get news soon."

Cheng Lingsu knew that he had always made plans and then moved. Although he was joking, he must have had a plan in his heart, so he didn't say much about this. Instead, he asked Yuanxing, who had already left far away: "Brother, when you mentioned Brother Hu Fei that night, the Master Yuanxing looked a little strange, between them..."

Hu Ye shook his head and said, "Although they only met for a few times, they are both just young and have outstanding martial arts. They will inevitably have some favorable feelings for each other.

"However, the Hu Fei brothers learned about the identity of Yuanshi monks at the beginning of their meeting, and this favorability did not further transform into a chance to fall in love with each other.

"Haha, after all, we are free and easy for the Taoist people. If they are as simple as those Buddhist thieves, how can they let Su Mei down?"

When Cheng Lingsu heard his last sentence pulling him onto him, his pretty face turned red immediately. He spat and urged the horse to run a few steps, leaving Hu Yan behind.

The two of them were hungry and thirsty all the way, and they stayed overnight in the morning, and arrived in the capital in late July.

Hu Ye led Cheng Lingsu to a secret branch of the "Heaven and Earth Society" to settle down.

The next day, a branch brother reported a message to Hu Ye, saying that it was one of the targets he had sent a message to ask for close attention. Wen Zuiweng, the head of the "Zhengcun Layman", was about to enter the city.

Hu Ye smiled at Cheng Lingsu and said, "Su Mei, this is a coincidence. Although I have set a few goals, the one I most like is Wen Zuiweng."

Cheng Lingsu said curiously: "Brother, how is this Wen Zuiweng so popular? How can he be so 'favored' by you?"

Hu Ye smiled and said, "Although this guy is a genius and calls himself a 'layman', he never holds himself in his own hands. Instead, he does a lot of evil things about adultery and plunder. Besides, my two most proud skills are learned from drunkenness, and he has a fate with the sect of the 'Drunk Eight Immortals'!"

He was talking and laughing, going out with Cheng Lingsu, and walked through the streets and alleys to the vicinity of the south gate of the capital. He stopped a tall and thin middle-aged man on a street.

Recently, as more and more martial arts tyrants attending meetings in various places have become increasingly popular. Regardless of the hatreds they have made in the past or the disagreement they had when they first met, people often fight in broad daylight, and even suffer from disability.

However, the major yamen in the capital should have received instructions from the above. Whenever a conflict occurs in a martial arts world, it will not only not stop it, but will instead help free up the venue to maintain order and allow them to resolve the dispute on their own.

The people in the capital are the most good things. They have watched countless battles in the past few days. At this moment, they find that there seems to be another excitement. In an instant, several layers of human walls were surrounded by inside and outside.

Then two other yamen officers came out from somewhere and stood inside the crowd to maintain order, and did not allow these people to get too close to avoid accidental injury.

The "Thousand Cups of Layman" Wen Zuiweng also came from Lingnan.

When I saw Hu Ye who was obviously not a good person on the street, he was rebuilt from his figure, especially a huge wine gourd on his waist. I immediately remembered that the name of the world that has been thunderous recently.

While he was afraid in his heart, he also withdrew his usual arrogant crazy and sinister thoughts, and bowed politely and said, "Is this Taoist priest the only one who destroyed the 'Five Tiger Sect' and was so powerful that the 'Drunk Immortal' Tai Puzi, who was so powerful in Lingnan?"

Hu Ye replied lukewarmly: "I dare not, it's me."

"It's true that Taoist Tai Pu!"

Wen Zuiweng looked full of joy, as if he hadn't seen him for many years reunion.

"Wen has heard of Taoist Master's name for a long time. Since Taoist Master is called "Zuixian", he must not only have extraordinary martial arts skills, but also have people from the country of wine. Meeting is a fate. Can Taoist Master enjoy the face? Wen is the host, and everyone will drink a thousand cups together?"

Hu Ye waved his hand and said calmly: "Although you and I are both good at drinking, they are not like people, so there is no need to drink this wine. I have only one thing to ask Master Wen for help."

Seeing that the other party was clearly not eating soft and hard, Wen Zuiweng's smile on his face was a little stiff, but he still made the last effort to make peace: "The Taoist priest told him that Wen must do his best."

Hu Ye said casually: "I am quite familiar with the principles of the art of the common sense. Now I see that the dark clouds on the head of Wen are covered with dark colors, which indicates that the general of the "World Masters' Conference" will suffer a great disaster of life and death.

"I am thinking of the virtue of God's favoritism, so I take the initiative to make a statement and advise the head of Wen to go back home immediately to avoid disaster. As for participating in the "Tianxia Master Conference", I am willing to do it for you."

Wen Zuiweng's eyes flashed with cold light, and his left hand suddenly raised his head to Hu Ye opposite. A pottery wine pot in his hand was shattered by the internal force on his palm. Countless sharp pottery pieces wrapped around the sky with bright wine, whistling out, but they enveloped Hu Ye, Cheng Lingsu, and even the onlookers behind.

After making a sudden conspiracy without saying a word, he did not turn around and turned around and staggered towards Hu Ye, who was as fast as an enclave, but he had no intention of taking action at all. He just wanted to use this method to restrain Hu Ye in order to escape.
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