Dulun Qizhen didn't know how long he had been trapped in the Taizu Emperor's Mausoleum. Her mother and Lan Xin might have been very anxious. She no longer thought about those troubles, found the official road, and walked all the way towards Shengjing City.

Now her speed is fast. But when she walks normally, he doesn’t feel as tired as before. Instead, he feels as light as a swallow, so he speeds up!

Dulun Qizhen slowly found the feeling, and suddenly felt like he was soaring into the air. He looked down and saw that he was more than three meters above the ground and was still rising. In the blink of an eye, he floated over the treetops.

Standing on the treetops and looking at it, you can see all the scenery. The rolling green mountains and the leaves swaying in the breeze are really pleasing to the eye!

Dulun Qizhen is still a little unfamiliar with controlling the true energy in his body and cannot do whatever he wants. In the past, he read stupid guys like Duan Yu in martial arts novels, who would not despise him with peerless martial arts. Now he knows that martial arts cannot be refined overnight.

It jumped gently and landed gracefully. It felt really good. I felt a little confident when I met Martai Ruoxi in the future, but it was too difficult to beat her, especially her flying knife. Even the witch Xiao Muxue admired her. It was still too difficult to marry her!

When he ran to the town in front, he smelled the fragrance of buns and found that he was so hungry that he had his chest pressed against his back. He had not felt anything with his body protection these days. Now when he saw the hot buns, he wanted to eat them all!

He walked closer and said, "Boss, please give me two cages of buns. Hurry up, I'll starve to death." He then found a place to sit next to him.

The boss is about twenty-seven or eight years old, and he looks gentle and beautiful. It is said that good birds come from the mountains. This beautiful woman should be well-deserved to be called Baozi Xishi!

She was wrapped in blue gauze on her head, a small skirt around her waist, and there were still some oil stains left.

The beautiful woman brought two baskets of buns with her eyes quickly and said with a smile: "This is the first time you have come to me to eat. I promise you want to come again after eating." Her smile gave people a warm feeling.

Dulun Qizhen smiled, tasted the hot buns, and said in surprise: "The boss's wife is very skilled. Even the usual buns are so delicious, just like my maid." He praised him and didn't have any idleness in his mouth. He finished sweeping in just a few strokes!

Dulun Qizhen had no food or drink in the Taizu Mausoleum, and had a huge energy consumption. At this moment, he found such delicacies and was about to order a few more cages, but when he touched his pocket, he didn't have half a copper coin.

A woman worked hard to make money and was embarrassed to eat the King's meal, but she was left with only the piece of yellow dragon jade. There was no way. He thought to use this mortgage first and let Xiangming redeem it in a while.

At this moment, a commotion came from the street, and a man was cursing and saying, "Sister, give me money, I feel so uncomfortable! I'm going to die. I'm the last bloodline of the Han family. You pity me, so I'll give me a hanging of money. Sister, I won't smoke cigarettes again, the last time."

The man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, as thin as dry wood, with a sallow complexion, and looked sick. He walked up to him and knelt in front of Baozi Xishi's face and grabbed the leg of Tofu Xishi's trousers and begged tightly.

The people around him pointed and shook their heads and sighed.

"Oh, his sister Yurong is such a good girl. In order to pull him up, he hasn't married yet. Who knew that, alas, he has such a prodigal brother."

"Oh, it's easy to learn bad things, but it's difficult to learn well. He was also a well-behaved and sensible child at the time, but the young man was curious about the opium and made it like this now."

When Dulun Qizhen heard others say this, he also understood the general idea.

Baozi Xishi Han Yurong scolded: "Yun'er, why did you run out? Didn't I let Ming'er watch you? Why are you so worried about not letting your sister worry?"

"Sister, I beg you, I feel so uncomfortable. I am about to die. Please give me a hanging of money, just a hanging of money. I feel so uncomfortable!"

A trace of unbearance flashed in Han Yurong's eyes, and then her younger brother Yun'er caught it, and immediately begged: "Sister, I am the last seed of the Han family. Do you have the heart to see your younger brother feel so uncomfortable?"

Han Yurong couldn't help but begged by her brother, and tears rolled in her eyes. My sister owed him too much, and she was shaken: "Take it, this is the income of today's day, that's all."

Han Yun immediately smiled happily. He took the cloth bag containing the copper, and felt it was light. He reached out and touched it inside. After touching it for a long time, he couldn't touch a copper.

He turned the cloth bag inverted, and the net table was overturned, and more than a dozen copper coins rolled out, scattered all over the floor!

"Sister, why are there so few? You lied to me, did you hide the money? Where did you put it?" He searched around in a hurry, but still found nothing.

He looked at his sister viciously: "Sister, do you have to force your brother to death?" Han Yurong did not answer, but just shed tears silently.

Han Yun was most disgusted with his sister crying, but now he has a drug addiction attack and doesn't care about so much. He glanced at Dulun Qizhen again. Seeing him dressed in gorgeous clothes, he stepped forward and said, "You, I have never seen you before! Oh---Do you like my sister like those Eight Banners children? It's easy to deal with. Give me ten taels of silver, no! Fifty taels of silver, my sister is yours."

Durum Qizhen looked at the boy leisurely, without any warning, and a loud slap in the face.

The young man staggered and almost fell down. He was weak in sucking opium. He finally stood firm and covered his burning and painful face and shouted: "You! Do you dare to hit me?"

"I'm the one I beat!" Dulun Qizhen took a step forward, and without saying a word, his powerful big hand grabbed his wrist. Regardless of Han Yun's grinning and painful screams, he now has Xiao Muxue's seven success power, and it's no problem to deal with such an addict.

"Baby! I'm a bitch! Why do you hit me? My sister can't even hit me. Who are you? Why do you hit me? Ah! Oh! It hurts! Sister! Help!"

"Shut up!" Dulun Qizhen found a stinky rag and stuffed it into Han Yun's mouth. Her sister couldn't bear to speak, and Dulun Qizhen waved her hand and said, "Well, does the boss's wife have hemp ropes? I'll treat your brother's addiction to smoking!"

"Wuwu" Han Yun's hands were stalked behind Dulun Qi Zhen, and his big hands were tightly held tightly, as irresistible as big iron clamps!

Seeing that this young man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, he must be a rich man from a wealthy family. Maybe there was a way to cure his younger brother's addiction to smoking. He quickly found a hemp rope as thick as a thumb. Dulun Qizhen gave him a big tie without saying a word!
Chapter completed!