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Chapter 581 My face hurts

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    On the second floor, the warriors who were leaning on the railing to watch the excitement were all taken aback, with expressions on their faces looking very confused.

    Among the crowd, Xiao Chen was holding a wine bottle, with a faint smile on his face, and poured wine into his mouth leisurely.

    Zhang Zeyang in the hall was startled. A young man behind him quickly went to check the breathing of the five big men. He raised his head and said tremblingly: "Second Young Master, it seems that he is out of breath!"

    Xiao Ling'er and Ye Lan also felt extremely confused. How could the situation that was so critical turn into this all of a sudden.

    "If you haven't left yet, what are you doing here?"

    At this moment, a sudden sound sounded in the minds of the two of them. They were surprised and quickly raised their heads and looked around.

    "Stop looking, you can't find me, go back!"

    A voice sounded in their minds again. Xiao Ling'er and Ye Lan each looked at each other, knowing that they had met an expert and offered help.

    And the man didn¡¯t want to show up, so he didn¡¯t stay any longer and hurriedly turned around and went out.

    "You want to leave, but there is no door. Before the matter is investigated clearly, neither of you can leaveah!"

    Zhang Zeyang was so angry that he stood up, jumped in the air, and flew directly towards him.  But just as his body rose into the air, out of thin air, there seemed to be an invisible big hand pressing down on him with irresistible force.

    The whole person fell down with a very funny posture, as ridiculous as it seemed.

    Face to the ground, he fell hard on the ground and fell to the ground.

    "Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, your moves are really not something ordinary people can do. You must have been practicing at home for a long time!"

    Xiao Ling'er chuckled, and Ye Lan went straight out of the door.

    "Asshole, stop running away!"

    Zhang Zeyang slapped the ground hard with his right hand, his body rose into the air, and he would soon stand up again.

    Xiao Chen smiled softly, put the wine bottle aside with his right hand, and lightly slapped the palm with his left hand without any trace.  The huge force passed through the void without any trace.

    Snapped!

    There was another heavy sound. Zhang Zeyang faced the ground and fell down again. This time he was thrown even worse. Half of his face turned red, and a trace of blood spilled from his nose and mouth.

    ¡°That¡¯s it, I don¡¯t believe it, I can¡¯t stand up anymore!¡± Zhang Zeyang cursed angrily, activated his energy, and slapped his right hand on the ground.

    When the energy came out, a strong wind blew up and dust floated. Zhang Zeyang rose into the sky with quick and sharp movements.

    ¡°Then¡­then, it fell down with a snap.

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    Zhang Zeyang tried more than ten times, and his whole face was bleeding from the fall, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't stand up, and the floor of the hall was smashed into pieces.

    The people watching the excitement laughed at first, thinking that this kid was ridiculous. Thinking about his usual domineering attitude, they felt very happy in their hearts.

    But looking at Zhang Zeyang's current miserable situation, the smile on his face disappeared, and I felt from the bottom of my heart that this kid was really suffering. Being taught a lesson like this would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.

    Regardless of what outsiders think, Zhang Zeyang is still trying hard to stand up. This time he carefully puts his hands on the ground.

    Putting his left foot on the ground, he stood up slowly, with a look of hope on his face covered in blood. He slowly arched up and stood up successfully step by step.

    The boy next to him quickly smiled and said: "Master, you succeeded!"

    Zhang Zeyang laughed heartily and said: "Hahaha, you are just kidding me, you idiot. I know who did it. I want him to die. I don't know who has the final say in Mohe City now"

    Snapped!

    Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zeyang fell to the ground. This time, the force was so great and the sound was so loud that everyone in the restaurant could hear him clearly.

    Everyone¡¯s hearts trembled. Many people couldn¡¯t stand it anymore. They closed their eyes and couldn¡¯t bear to look at it. This baby was so miserable!

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    Xiao Chen sneered in his heart. He hadn't come back for four years. This group of people had really forgotten the lessons they learned back then.

    He walked back to his drinking table, put down the wine bottle, threw down a piece of gold, and jumped out of the window.

    Among the warriors present, the one with the highest cultivation level is only a peak martial artist. Xiao Chen is half a step above the Martial Emperor¡¯s cultivation level, but this group of people can¡¯t even notice how Xiao Chen managed to do it.

    This is the difference between heaven and earth??.

    Two hours later, in the restaurant hall, the waiter sat next to Zhang Zeyang and urged: "Second Young Master, please get up, everyone in the restaurant is gone."

    Zhang Zeyang buried his head on the ground, tears of pain streaming down his face, and angrily shouted: "Go away, you idiot, what do you know? Do you still want to see my second master make a fool of himself? I won't even get up even if I beat him to death, my face will be very painful, do you know?"

    In a remote street in Mohe City, Xiao Chen followed the route in his memory and walked slowly towards Mo Fan's blacksmith shop.

    Mo Fan¡¯s blacksmith shop is still as shabby as it was four years ago. There is a weather-beaten sign at the door that looks like it will fall down at any time.

    The store door was ajar, Xiao Chen stood there for a long time, thinking of all the scenes in the past, looking at the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, he felt a lot.

    Four years ago, he built the Moon Shadow Knife here, talked to a man from a thousand years ago, and made a promise not to make her cry.

    At that time, he did not know the identity of that man, nor what an amazing and talented man he was.

    After fully understanding it, he realized how heavy that promise was. A promise was equivalent to him taking over the Thunder Emperor's sword.

    She is Aojiao, and she is a proud sword spirit. Even the Thunder Emperor's strength cannot guarantee her fall. Can Xiao Chen do it?

    Xiao Chen looked heavy and sighed softly: "Even the Thunder Emperor can't guarantee the fall of Sangmu Jian, can I do it?"

    "Are you no longer confident? You useless master."

    With a start in his heart, Xiao Chen said happily: "Aojiao, are you awake?"

    I remember Aojiao said that if she wakes up again, she will be completely integrated with the sword spirit.

    The corners of Yue Ying Dao Zhong Aojiao's mouth raised slightly, and she chuckled softly: "When you and Liu Ruyue were making out, I woke up and watched the battle for a long time."

    Xiao Chen said silently: "Do I still want to thank you for not bothering me with anything?"

    Ao Jiao chuckled and said, "No need to thank me, I've always been very generous. Don't stand there in a daze, go in!"

    Xiao Chen felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do with Aojiao, so he had to push the door open and enter.

    "The shop has been closed and there will be no business today!"

    The small shop was filled with dust. Mo Fan limped back, his back facing Xiao Chen who was sorting some weapons on the shelves.

    Xiao Chen laughed softly and said, "Aren't you going to do my business too?"

    Mo Fan paused for a moment, then turned around and saw a young man wearing a white robe with a long sword at his waist. He had a slight smile on his lips and looked at him calmly.

    "Xiao Chen!" After a long time, Mo Fan said in surprise.

    Today's Xiao Chen's appearance has changed a lot compared to four years ago, especially his temperament, which has undergone earth-shaking changes.

    At a glance, ordinary people would not be able to connect him with the second young master of the Xiao family four years ago. When entering Mohe City, many people did not recognize him, which is the best proof.

    Mo Fan said with emotion: "It's really you, your change is really extraordinary. If it weren't for this Moon Shadow Knife, I really wouldn't recognize you."

    Xiao Chen looked around at the environment in the store. There were piles of weapons everywhere, and sighed: "It has been four years, but your little store has not changed much."

    Mo Fan smiled and said: "What changes can I make in this small shop? Let's talk inside. Let's drink and chat."

    "Wait a moment!"

    Mo Fan asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

    Xiao Chen didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand, and a long sword flew out among a bunch of weapons.  The sword was four feet three long, two fingers wide, and as thin as a wing, but it danced in the air without making any sound.

    Wenjian is a psychic!

    Xiao Chen gave a soft drink, and the long sword suddenly began to tremble, making clear sword sounds.

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    In an instant, all the long swords in the entire store began to buzz in unison. The endless sword clanging sounds were connected together, and the house seemed to tremble.

    "Okay, we can go in."

    Xiao Chen smiled slightly and stopped. All the sounds of swords stopped in an instant and returned to calm.

    Mo Fan was a little surprised, wondering why Xiao Chen suddenly showed his hand.

    "Yueying Dao Zhong Aojiao clenched her small fists and said angrily: "The little guy really holds a grudge. He has not forgotten one sentence for four years." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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