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Black rock city.

The time two years ago was very short for practitioners.

The murder of the city master has not been forgotten by now.

Such as major restaurants.

Everyone drinks and chats, and basically mentions these things.

South Gate.

Pedestrians come and go.

An old man with white hair, with a wooden cane, pestered and walked towards the gate.

It seems that when the wind blows, it will fall.

Pedestrians in the past will avoid the sight of the elderly.

Not because the old man is very strong, or because the old man has a strong background.

It was because the old man had a pungent smell, as if he had not bathed for decades.

Therefore, everyone has a disdainful vision.

"It smells bad."

When the old man approached the city gate, the four guards guarding the city immediately squeezed their noses, and the disgust on their faces was not hidden.

"Old man, anyway, you are also the cultivation behavior of the early God of War, don't you know to clean yourself, decent?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't stop here."

Two years ago.

The city's main palace changed drastically, and the gates were guarded very strictly.

People who come in and go out have to go through the inspection of Sky Eye Stone.

But at the moment.

Facing the elderly with white hair, none of the four guards wanted to be investigated. They only hoped that the elderly would leave as soon as possible.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, took his steps, and walked tremblingly towards the city.

I didn't care about the smell on my body.

"What kind of people are there in this world."

"Obviously, my limbs are sound, and I've made myself smelly."

"I think he must have a problem with his mind."

The four guards shook their heads and continued to interrogate the in and out people.

...

"What's the taste?"

"So stinky?"

Inside the city.

At this moment, there was also scolding.

The crowd on the street, looking at the old man with white hair, all shunned and disgusted.

But no matter how you scold, the white-haired old man always smiles.

"Old man, please, go find a place to wash!"

"To be honest, I really admire your courage, so that I dare to run out, not afraid of being beaten?"

Several young people shook their heads.

"Can't bear this little thing?"

"Young man, it's not good to be impetuous."

The white-haired old man chuckled.

"Stick your nose on your face?"

"You are typical of being ashamed and proud."

"Rely on the old and sell the old."

Several young men were annoyed.

"Several, several ..."

"Do not impulse."

"Look, his old arm and old leg, in case of being frightened, there is something long and short, maybe he will fall on you."

Someone persuaded.

Upon hearing this, several young people stepped back a few steps, watching the white-haired old man alertly.

Could it just come to touch porcelain?

Such people are better off at a distance.

For this!

The old man with white hair still just chuckled and became extremely calm. Looking at the crowd around him, he asked, "Excuse me, how can Baoge go?"

"Turn right in front, then cross two streets and turn left, and then cross three streets is the Pavilion."

Someone said impatiently.

"Thank you."

The white-haired old man nodded his thanks, and then walked towards the Pavilion, without regard to the scornful eyes around him.

Baoge!

As a Divine State, apart from the Dragon Clan and the Dragon Extermination Hall, the only major force naturally has its superiority.

Everyone like Baoge is very low-key, never troubles outside, and never seizes resources with the dragons.

Even sometimes, it is actively given up to the dragon race.

The old man with white hair dangled all the way, and finally came to Baoge, stopping at the gate.

The magnificent building in front of me gave a great sense of oppression.

But it is not luxurious.

Even a bit plain, yet without losing the atmosphere.

There is a continuous flow of people.

After all, Baoge is the land of China, the only open trading place, and the flow of people is naturally very large.

but.

When the old man with white hair appeared in front of the gate, everyone couldn't help but stop and turned their eyes on the old man with white hair.

who?

This smell is too bad!

Look at him like this, but also enter the Pavilion?

Didn't Baoge have so many guests come here?

"Old man, are you going to enter the Pavilion?"

Doorway.

There are two reception staff.

One of them, with suspicious eyes, approached the old man with white hair and asked.

"Yep."

The white-haired old man nodded.

"Old man, you sweat ..."

"Otherwise, you go to wash first, there is a restaurant next to it."

The reception staff was very polite and the attitude was very polite.

Instructions.

The people in Baoge are really good.

The old man with white hair seemed to have a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Old man, don't blame me, because your image does affect other guests."

"After all, this is where we do business."

The receptionist said again.

"Ok!"

The white-haired old man nodded.

But just as the white-haired old man turned around, a young man in purple came with a group of bodyguards.

"Give way, give way to Wu Dashao!"

The two servants ran ahead and screamed at the crowd.

People changed their faces and hurriedly stepped aside.

"Young Master Wu?"

The old man with white hair looked at Ziyi Youth and the bodyguard, and there was a doubt in his eyes.

Isn't this the guard of the city's palace?

Who is this Young Master Wu?

Is it also the people of the city's main palace?

"What's the taste?"

The young man in purple came over, frowning, scanning around, and soon his eyes locked on the white-haired old man.

"You, you ... Go away, don't affect the mood of my young master!"

Seeing this, the two men walked angrily towards the white-haired old man.

"The road is for everyone."

"Baoge is not yours, why should the old man get away?"

The white-haired old man said lightly.

"Ouch!"

"Dare you talk back?"

"Tell you."

"Don't say this way, now the entire Black Rock City is my young master!"

The two men sneered.

"Old man, go away!"

"They can't afford it."

The reception staff saw the situation badly and secretly heard the voice.

"Why can't you bother?"

"There is no Wang Fa in the world?"

The white-haired old man said.

"Old man, you should visit Blackstone City for the first time. Wu Family is now the king of Blackstone City."

"Because the owner of the Wu family is the current owner of the Black Stone City."

"The person standing in front of you is the son of the Wu family head. You said, can you afford it?"

The receptionist secretly said.

"Is the Wu family owner the current city owner?"

The white-haired old man was stunned.

The receptionist said: "Old man, let's go and wash again."

If the old man with white hair thought for a moment, he looked up at the young man in purple clothes, and then turned to leave.

"stop!"

But this time.

Ziyi Youth spoke.

The white-haired old man froze for a moment, and turned to look at the Ziyi youth.

"Talk to Ben Shao and want to leave without even saying an apology?"

The young man in Ziyi carried his hands on his back, and his eyes looked incomparable.

The white-haired old man smiled hoarsely: "The old ones are all telling the truth, what's wrong? Both correct and why should they apologize?

"Dare you talk back to him?"

"Is this old man desperate for too long?"

People mumble.

The youth in purple clothes is not terrible.

Because of his cultivation of the God of War.

but.

The power behind him is terrible.

Like his father, not only is he extremely strong, but after becoming a city lord, there are dragons backing him.

Who can afford it?

Lianbao Pavilion must be in awe of three points.

The youth in Ziyi was also a little stunned.

Since his father, ascended the throne of the city owner, no one dared to run into him like this.

Suddenly.

He felt that he couldn't hold his face, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes, shouting: "kill him!"

"Wu Shao, please be angry."

"After all, it's in front of our Baoge gate, please don't let your life go."

The receptionist quickly said.

"What is Baoge?"

"If Ben Shao is not happy, he will directly order and destroy your treasure!"

The youth in Ziyi looked disdainful.

"Did the treasure pavilion?"

The receptionist was stunned, his face suddenly angry.

Another receptionist also stepped forward, glaring at Ziyi Youth, saying, "Wu Shao, don't go too far!"

"Excessive?"

The young man in Ziyi froze for a moment, turned to look at the bodyguard around him, and asked, "They said that this is too little, is there?"

"No no."

"Now the entire Blackstone City is owned by the young master, whoever you want, who dares to say nothing?"

A group of bodyguards laughed.

"can you hear me?"

"The whole Black Rock City is a small capital, how old are you?"

Ziyi Youth looked at the two receptionists and smiled proudly.

The two clenched their hands.

Recall that before the owner of the Wu family became the city owner, how dare this person be so arrogant in Baoge?

"Wonderful."

"Finally let the old man see, what is dogfight."

It was at this time.

Standing next to the white-haired old man, said hoarsely.

Everyone looked at the old man with white hair.

I thought, why dare to speak?

I have n’t seen Wu Shao, it ’s already a real fire, is n’t this a bad thing?

as expected!

When the young man in purple clothes heard this, a fierce color suddenly appeared on his face, staring at the white-haired old man, and said sharply, "Dare to call Ben Shao a dog. You really haven't died. Eight pieces! "

The two guards immediately waved their spears and killed the white-haired old man.

"to be frank."

"Curse you for being a dog, they are all exalting you."

"A good person doesn't do it, but is going to be the minions of the dragon race."

The white-haired old man smiled coldly, and a mighty breath burst like a torrent.

"what?"

"He is not the God of War!"

People are shocked.

The two receptionists also looked at the white-haired old man in surprise.

A surprised expression also appeared on Ziyi Youth's face.

The two guards stopped immediately, looking at the white-haired old man.

"As long as the minions of the dragon clan, I see one kill one!"

The old man with white hair stepped out in one step, and a strange and invisible force rushed forward like a tide.

The two servants and a group of guards fell on the ground, accompanied by wailing on the spot.

There were no scars on his body, it was like suddenly dying!

"How can it be?"

People were dumbfounded.

How did this old man do it?

boom!

It was at this time.

The breath of the old man with white hair soared to Dacheng God!

"He is not the God of War!"

"He is a great god!"

Everyone couldn't help swallowing.

In fact, Dacheng Shenjun is not very strong in Black Rock City, but the methods shown by the white-haired old man are unheard of.

Kill all guards in seconds without effort, and have not caused any injuries, this method is terrible!

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