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Chapter 9 Who dares to bully the young master in Chuzhou City?
The young man straightened up, revealing his left arm in his pocket, and with his right hand, he pulled out the cotton and cloth strips from his left sleeve, and scattered them all over the floor.

Only then did everyone realize that there was no hand in his left sleeve, but it was stuffed with strips of cloth and cotton.

Immediately, the monks from other places watching around felt inexplicable.

A butcher squeezed in front of the people and shouted in a rough voice: "Little bastard, I don't care what your background is and what you want to do in Chuzhou City, but I just leave the words here, my son, you are General Chen's son, you are the son of General Chen. We are the young master of Chuzhou City."

"I have sold meat in the seven border cities, but the one in Chuzhou is the safest."

Holding the butcher's knife, the butcher had a ferocious expression on his face, and there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy around his body. He was a monk who had entered the second realm of Taoism.

The people around suddenly realized that it was no wonder that they were able to run through the seven border cities, but it was enough to finish the run.

But in the face of Mo Ziming, even though his level was low, the butcher didn't care at all, and scolded: "All this was brought by General Chen, and it was all the credit of the Chen family army. If you want to bully your son in Chuzhou City, I am the first!" One does not agree!"

While speaking, he also raised the butcher knife in his hand, as if he was about to kill Mo Ziming at any time.

At this time, another old man struggled to hold up a crescent knife that was more than eight feet long, his face was flushed with shock, his cloudy eyes were rounded, and he pulled his neck and shouted in a hoarse voice from a distance: "Little bastard, my lord!" But the old man watched him grow up, and if he pissed on the old man's neck, he dared to bully the young master, ask the old man if he agrees to the tiger-killing moon knife!"

"Ask, people from Chuzhou City, do you agree?"

As the old man yelled, countless locals from Chuzhou City responded one after another, shouting loudly.

"No promise, no promise!"

"No one should try to bully our young master in Chuzhou City."

"Young master also took out bird eggs from the roof of my house, and wanted to bully him, but my aunt refused."

"This grandson even bullies Yu'er. He lost his parents when he was young, and lost his arm before he grew up. It was all caused by the monster race. You said he is acting, is he not a person?"

"If the young master is a dude, I think he will be the first-class scourge!"

"People from Chuzhou City, no one can be bullied when they come!"

"Get out of Chuzhou City!"

"A tortoise with a shrunken head would say something to make peace, and Gou Ba Chongxu Academy, I think they are all a group of bastards who can practice Taoism! When things happen, they only want to shrink their necks in!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Xiuyuan felt warm in his heart.

This was the second time he felt the warmth brought to him by the outside world after retraveling.

Whether it's his father, Chen Xiuyuan, or these real faces in Chuzhou City.

They all endured their own misdeeds, and even if they got out of trouble, they were willing to stand up for themselves and protect themselves.

This is something that cultivating immortals has never felt in the previous life.

In the eyes of these people, what they do is actually nonsense, but even if it is nonsense, these people are willing to deal with outsiders for themselves.

Just because I grew up in Chuzhou City.

This Chuzhou city is very good.

The people in the city are also very nice.

Chen Xiuyuan thought in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

Whoosh!
I don't know who threw a rotten egg at Mo Ziming first.

All of a sudden, countless eggs, vegetables, stones, and wooden sticks, accompanied by all kinds of cursing sounds, smashed at Mo Ziming one after another.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Ziming was completely dumbfounded.

It was the old man behind him who rushed out and used his spiritual power to keep everything three feet away from the two of them.

Mo Ziming never expected such a result.

Even if what these people said is true, shouldn't they speak for him and give false testimony for the chance of entering Beijing?

And he is still a monk!

An ordinary boy, a butcher who barely counts as a monk, and an old man who can't even lift a knife, how could they, and how dare they do this to a monk who is in the palace realm?

Why is this happening?

Could this be the Seven Border Cities?
That young man's life is obviously very difficult, and he is still disabled, why can't he figure out such a simple truth?

Isn't he afraid of death?

Mo Ziming looked at the boy as if he were looking at a dead person.

Since you are not afraid of death, then go die.

Mo Ziming's face became a little ferocious, he was really angry.

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it, just kill these people.

A group of ants, dare to be so disrespectful to monks, what a damn!
"If you don't want the chance I gave you, then you... just die!"

After the words fell, a long sword suddenly appeared in Mo Ziming's hand, and spiritual power surged all over his body.

"Early stage of palace repair?"

Chen Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes, and killing intent rose from his heart.

Sword energy overflowed from Mo Ziming's long sword, and a cold light flashed, heading straight for the young man.

Like a startled dragon soaring into the sky, the young man stood there in a daze, at a loss for what to do.

Seeing this, Chen Xiuyuan snorted coldly.

They stand up for me, how can I let them get hurt?

With a flash of stature, the back hair came first, blocking in front of the boy.

Looking at Mo Ziming with cold eyes, his voice was like ice for thousands of years: "You really didn't pay attention to me when you committed crimes in Chuzhou City!"

Raise your hand and make a fist.

boom!
Fist against cold sword.

There was only a "click", but the long sword broke under Mo Ziming's astonished eyes.

"how is this possible?"

In Mo Ziming's impression, Chen Xiuyuan was a monk who had entered the third realm of Taoism, and he was only a little better than that butcher.

Even if he has made a breakthrough recently, how can he be compared with himself, a cultivator in the palace realm.

I thought it was my own blow.

As a result, I became the one who was destroyed.

Chen Xiuyuan succeeded in one blow, how could he let Mo Ziming go so easily.

At the moment when he was in a daze, Chen Xiuyuan kept punching, regenerated a new force, and slammed at Mo Ziming with stronger spiritual power.

This punch was like a huge hammer, and Mo Ziming felt great pressure from the spiritual power contained in it, and he became even more confused under the haste.

The old man on the side frowned, unable to watch it any longer.

Shouted violently: "Zhu Zi dare!"

As the voice came out, the old man was about to move forward to stop it.

But just in an instant, the old man who wanted to leave stopped abruptly.

Because in front of him, a burly man in armor and a white cloak appeared.

The person who came was Qingyang.

Qingyang had been watching for a long time, seeing that the old man, a cultivator at the fourth level of Taoism, wanted to bully Chen Xiuyuan, so of course he would not agree.

Qingyang just stood in front of the old man, didn't say a word, and didn't make any movements.

Just stand.

The old man felt an extremely terrifying pressure, like a huge mountain pressing on his head, making him unable to breathe.

　It's the end of the month, do you have any recommendations, monthly tickets or something?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)