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A young man is beginning to learn the feeling of sorrow Chapter 42: Destiny

The sudden sword energy caused the young man in black to take a few steps back. When he looked back at the person he had mocked before, he saw that the young man had already stood up with the sword in his hand.

The young man in black was startled by the sharp sword energy. He was a little scared at first, but when he saw that the man opposite him was only at the bone-building realm, and his aura was a bit weaker than his own, he immediately paid attention.

Not following any rules, he drew his sword and rushed away without hesitation.

"You little bastard, you are seeking death!" The young man in black said with a ferocious smile, about to jump up and strike straight at Zhou Qingmu's head with a knife.

Zhou Qingmu's expression did not change, he just raised his hand and slapped the young man in black. The young man in black who had just bullied him was immediately sent flying backwards and hit the stall opposite the noodle shop, giving the stall owner

I was so scared that I broke into a cold sweat.

The young man in black fell on the wooden table of the stall, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly: "Why did you slap that..."

When another young man in black saw this, he couldn't sit idly by. He pulled out the sword from his waist and poured a stream of true energy into it. He closed his eyes slightly and recited the spell, then suddenly opened his eyes and saw a blood-red stream.

The sword energy then slashed towards Zhou Qingmu.

Zhou Qingmu's face was expressionless, and he waved his two fingers, and a sword energy came out from his fingertips. Just when the sword energy and the sword energy were indistinguishable, a flying sword cut through the air and headed straight towards him at an extremely fast speed.

A young man dressed in black came to stab him.

This sudden sword attack caused the young man in black to break out in cold sweat and take a few steps back. However, the sword just followed the body of the young man in black and did not go any further to kill him.

In the realm of Lingfu, it's just one move.

When Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun saw this scene, they clapped their hands and applauded.

At this time, Zhou Qingmu walked towards the young man in black who had made arrogant remarks earlier.

The young man in black who had just come down from the stall and was standing on the ground saw Zhou Qingmu walking towards him, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "What are you doing? You can't kill me, I, Li Xing..."

Before the young man in black could finish speaking, a cold hand grabbed his neck.

Zhou Qingmu's face gradually turned cold, and with a little force on his hands, he pressed Li Xing on the wooden table and said slowly: "Do you think you look like a dead dog now?"

Li Xing's face turned red as Zhou Qingmu pinched him tightly like this. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

At this time, Zhou Qingmu grabbed Li Xing's neck and slammed Li Xing's head on the wooden table. He then threw a small bag containing spiritual stones to the old stall owner, stopped talking, turned around and walked back.

When Zhou Qingmu walked up to the dying puppy and felt its breath with his hands again, all he could find was something cold.

The puppy that had just found hope of life still couldn't survive this snowy day.

Zhou Qingmu sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the cold corpse in front of him, feeling a little sad suddenly.

At this time, a cigarette rod fell from above and hit the white puppy's body. At this moment, the white puppy's body began to gradually turn into light spots and float away.

Zhou Qingmu quickly looked up and saw an old man blowing out smoke beside him. The young man subconsciously felt close to him. However, he did not notice that everything around him stopped at this moment.

The old man did not look at the young man, but said calmly: "My child, it is its destiny to die today, and no one can change it. Even if you save it, it will die in other ways on this day."

"Old sir, I don't know much about fate. When I saw this one, I subconsciously wanted to save it. When I just saw that it was dead, I couldn't control my sadness." Zhou Qingmu looked at it.

Looking at the immortal old man next to me, I always felt that this old gentleman was very familiar, so I subconsciously expressed all my feelings.

At the same time, the white-haired puppy had completely turned into a point of light.

"Old sir, have I seen you somewhere?" Zhou Qingmu couldn't help but ask. The old man next to him really gave him a very familiar feeling.

The old man still didn't answer. He took another puff of the cigarette in his hand and slowly exhaled it. When the smoke approached the light spots in front of the two people, the scattered light spots gathered together again and turned into a cute and spotless...

The white-haired puppy waved its tail towards Zhou Qingmu. After a moment, it disappeared again.

"For all things in the world, life, separation, and death are the laws of nature. There is nothing worth worrying about." The old man finally said this sentence, and it disappeared with the drifting smoke.

Zhou Qingmu turned around and saw that there was no one around him. So, Zhou Qingmu suddenly stood up, recalled his sword, turned around and left with a smile.

"Xiaomu, why are you suddenly happy again?"

"I just heard something from an old gentleman and I feel much better."

"Where is the old man? You are not too sad and hallucinating, are you?"

"It's very possible!"

...

After the three people left, Wang Qi, a young man in black who was forced to move by Zhou Qingmu's sword, went to help his companion Li Xing who was seriously injured.

Li Xing showed hatred on his face and gritted his teeth: "When I go back and report to the young master, none of them will be able to leave Tianshui Imperial Capital!"

After a stick of incense, the largest restaurant in Tianshui Imperial City was found in a private room in Tianshui Building, which was named after the country by the middle-aged man who sat on the dragon throne.

A young man in a luxurious yellow robe gently shook his tea cup, surrounded by several charming women. Just as he was about to put his hand into the clothes of a woman beside him, a voice suddenly came from outside the door asking for permission.

The young man in yellow robe was disturbed and shouted impatiently: "Get in!"

At this time, a young man in black wearing a sword helped another young man in black come in. As soon as the two came in, they knelt on the ground and told the young man in yellow robe what they had encountered today.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the young man in yellow robe looked very unhappy and said angrily: "How dare you say this in front of me when you two losers were beaten like this? I raised you to tell me this?"

"

Both Li Xing and Wang Qi were frightened by their master's angry words. Li Xing said tremblingly: "His palm seems to be magical..."

"Get out!" The young man in yellow robe yelled angrily again.

"Yes." The two of them did not dare to say anything more and slowly retreated.

After his two slaves left, the young man in yellow robe buried his head into the warmth of the woman beside him whose upper body was swaying slightly.

After a while, the young man in yellow robe poked his head out of the gentle village again, leaned next to a woman and said something. The woman walked out immediately. After solving the problem in his mind, Huang robe

Only then did the young man turn around and see Wen Wen again.

...

Zhou Qingmu and the other three had already walked quite a distance by now, and the young man was just a little worried about whether he would cause trouble if he rashly hurt someone in the city. Yang Zhao didn't care about it, but Lu Zhengchun was a little worried.

Sure enough, trouble came as expected.

Soon after, an old man dressed as an official and a team of people hurried over and stopped in front of the three of them.

Zhou Qingmu looked at the old man in front of him who was probably still out of breath after running a few miles at least and asked: "Old sir, what do you mean?"

The old man panted, shook his head, and said, "Young masters, please don't misunderstand me. It's my young master who has invited me."

The three of them looked at each other. Yang Zhao sighed helplessly, waved to the old man in front of him and said, "Old man, lead the way!"

Even if it is a big trouble, you will always have to face it.

Ever since, the three of them followed the old man to the Tianshui Tower.

The three of them stood in front of Tianshui Tower, looking at the plaque with "God-given Source" engraved on it and the restaurant behind the plaque that looked like a grand mansion of aristocratic families.

Zhou Qingmu, who had never seen anything in the world and didn't know how vast the world was, was once again shocked. It turns out that a restaurant can be so grand!

Then the three of them walked into Tianshui Tower under the leadership of the old man in official uniform.

When I look at it, I can see that it is an out-of-this-world style, far from being comparable to a secular restaurant. The tackiness of an ordinary restaurant has been eliminated, but the blissful prosperity of singing and dancing is still retained. The women in the building are so beautiful that I still feel like they are there.

Pity, but it is not just a vase for people to appreciate, it is also melodious and beautiful when played.

"Young masters, please come this way." The old man in official uniform saw that Zhou Qingmu and the others were attracted by the scene in Tianshui Tower and stood motionless, so he spoke again.

"Oh, okay." Zhou Qingmu responded quickly, and then patted the two of them on the shoulders. If Zhou Qingmu was attracted by the lively and bustling scene he had never seen before, Lu Zhengchun's shocked expression was probably the same.

In this way, only Yang Zhao was attracted by the beautiful singer who was playing the flute as soon as he entered the door.

Three people and three scenes, interesting and interesting.

Zhou Qingmu pulled Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun up the stairs with the old man in official uniform, and walked through about ten boxes before stopping in front of a box that looked very noble just by looking at the lintel. There was a golden plaque above it.

It is engraved with the words "Xiaolong Mansion".

Seeing this, Lu Zhengchun subconsciously said: "What a fucking big person this guy must be. The private rooms in the restaurant are all so luxurious and domineering."

When Yang Zhao heard this, he was a little disdainful. He glanced at the plaque "Xiaolong Mansion" above his head and said softly: "What does this mean? I've beaten the prince before, so I'm still afraid of him as a mere bug?"

Zhou Qingmu tightened the sword in his hand and did not speak.

The old man in official uniform was a little displeased when he heard Yang Zhao's words, but he still forced a smile and said: "You three young masters, just go in, I will wait outside."

Yang Zhao didn't even look at the old man in official uniform. He stretched out a hand and knocked on the door. He shouted: "You little bug inside, please open the door for your grandpa!"

As soon as these words came out, the old man in official uniform was startled again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Soon, the door was opened, revealing a gorgeous young man in yellow robe surrounded by many women.

After the three people entered the box one by one, the old man in official uniform immediately whispered something to the attendant beside him. After hearing this, the attendant with the knife immediately walked towards somewhere deep in the restaurant.

In less than a stick of incense, the golden-patterned door opened again. Yang Zhao walked out angrily, followed closely by Zhou Qingmu and Lu Zhengchun, all with gloomy expressions.

Unexpectedly, the young man in yellow robe lost interest in having fun for some reason and walked out with a gloomy expression. Just when the three of them stepped out of the box, a group of masked black-armored guards appeared in front of them.

Behind the three of them, the young man in yellow robe looked gloomy and sneered: "You don't think you can get out of here alive after offending me, do you?"

"Get these three troublemakers for me!" Immediately, the young man in yellow robe shouted again.

After hearing this, the masked black-armored guards, numbering about twenty in number, all drew their swords, and they all showed great aura.

Yang Zhao sneered, and the sword was unsheathed, entwined with fire. Lu Zhengchun clenched his fists, and his domineering fist power suddenly came out. Zhou Qingmu frowned, holding the sword in one hand, and sword energy was flowing in the other.
Chapter completed!
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