Kou and Xu, who were originally disappointed by Fu Junzhuo's words, immediately brightened their eyes and looked at Ito Cheng with hopeful expressions.

"Your opportunity has not come yet, don't say it, don't say it." Ito Cheng, who secretly left a Flying Thunder God mark on the Immortality Art, casually threw the Immortality Art back to Kou Zhong, shaking his head with a mysterious look on his face.

"Hey~" Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who reached out to take the Secret of Immortality, looked at each other and let out a low sigh.

"Miss, would you mind walking with me?" Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Junzhuo.

"I don't know you, so I won't accompany you!" Fu Junzhuo said coldly.

"Why bother." Ito Cheng sighed and shook his head. Then he took a step forward, and the figure suddenly disappeared from the place, appeared behind Fu Junzhuo, and hit him on the neck with a wave of his palm.

Under the induction of Qi, he found the foot of Fu Junzhuo who was attacking from behind. He quickly leapt out like a white rainbow, turned around in mid-air, drew his sword and slashed at Ito Cheng, unleashing a stream of cold sword energy.

"Sure enough, the warriors in the Double Dragon World of the Tang Dynasty have very strong senses. Even if they are not as good as the level, they can still use this kind of sense to fight against people with one or two moves." Ito Cheng said secretly as his palm failed.

Although I thought so, my movements did not stop at all. I still used a swimming method combined with teleportation skills to dodge and appear behind Fu Junzhuo, who was in mid-air but had not yet hit the bottom and had nowhere to use his strength. He raised his hands together and said, "Pop!"

A loud slap hit Fu Junzhuo's body.

After receiving this blow, Fu Junzhuo's body immediately flipped over and fell to the edge of the bank. Then he continued to turn into a white rainbow and flew away into the distance without looking back.

This time, Ito Cheng did not launch an attack.

"You can't escape my grasp." Ito Cheng chuckled as he watched Fu Junzhuo go away.

Afterwards, Ito Cheng glanced at the stunned Shuanglong who was shocked by the brief exchange between the two, and then his figure flashed, disappearing from the eyes of the two like a ghost, and returned to Yangzhou City, which was under martial law.

"Young Master Ling, hit me." Kou Zhong said blankly.

"What are you doing?" Xu Ziling asked inexplicably.

"Stop talking nonsense, just hit me. Let me make sure if this is a dream." Kou Zhong urged impatiently.

When Xu Ziling saw this, he was not polite. He waved his hand and slapped Koo Zhong's exposed back hard, making a crisp "snap" sound.

"Oh my god, Master Ling, do I have any grudge against you? I'm so cruel." Kou Zhong, who screamed strangely, said in an aggrieved tone.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Let's go back and take a look." Xu Ziling rolled his eyes and said to Kou Zhong in anger.

"Okay." Hearing this, Kou Zhong agreed, and he and Xu Ziling immediately climbed out of the stream, picked up the half-wet single clothes that had been exposed to the sun, put them on again, and then hurried back to Yangzhou City cautiously.

"I don't know if what that strange guy said is true..." On the way, Kou Zhong touched the Secret of Immortality that was wrapped in oil paper again in his arms and muttered in a low voice.

On the other side, Ito Cheng, who used a wide range of illusions, entered Ru Yangzhou City again and walked straight to Nanmen Market Street.

"There are at least more than three months until Yang Guang moves to Yangzhou. Instead of waiting here, it is better to go directly to Chang'an to see the saint!" Ito Chengshin said, following the flow of people and walking step by step towards Nanshi.

"The only thing worth worrying about is how Yang Guang's mental state is, and whether he possesses peerless martial arts as in the comic version. His mental state is very condensed."

At this time, a burst of attractive fragrance came, interrupting Ito Cheng's meditation and attracting his attention.

"Here we are." Said Ito Seishin, looking at the crowded little bun shop in front of the door and the beautiful woman standing in front of the door selling buns.

Immediately, Ito Cheng stepped forward and entered the bun shop.

"Sir, what do you want?" Sister-in-law Zhen, a beautiful woman who even works as a waitress, moved lightly to Ito Cheng's side and asked softly in Wu Yin's soft language.

"If you want me, I wonder if you can satisfy me?" Ito Cheng looked up and down. He wore a white scarf and tied his long black hair behind his head. He was wearing a plain-colored robe and a pair of shoes that had faded.

Wearing pink embroidered shoes, fair skin, bright black eyes, and although her appearance is not the best, she gives off a very comfortable and attractive look, as if she were a playboy.

"Young Master, please respect yourself." Although she was often teased by rough-tempered civilian husbands, this was the first time she was teased by a handsome young man like Ito Shige, and her face turned red, and she carefully glanced at the kitchen room.

He said softly.

"I'm not kidding." Ito Cheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhen's slightly calloused hand, playing with it while looking at her with an evil smile on his face.

Sister-in-law Zhen did not appear much in the Tang Dynasty and only had a few appearances, but she was indeed a character worthy of pity. Therefore, with the intention of leading people out of misery and earning power in the world, Ito Cheng took the initiative to find the Feng family.

Baozi Shop, plans to use some means to bring Sister Zhen out.

Of course, there is also some love for beauty. Otherwise, there are so many suffering people in this world, why would he choose Sister-in-law Zhen? It’s just that Ito Cheng, who has already seen his true nature, has long since passed the time.

That kind of time when you fall in love with a woman and you have to get her body... But if Zhen's sister-in-law is willing, Ito Cheng won't be stupid enough to refuse.

"Sir, don't be like this." Although she realized that she was being molested, Sister-in-law Zhen, who still had good intentions and was afraid that Ito Cheng would be broken by Old Feng's explosive temper, whispered with a pleading face.

"This is not what you say." Ito Cheng used his arms slightly to pull the unsteady Sister-in-law into his arms, sniffing the faint body fragrance on her body hidden under the strong smell of steamed buns, with a look on his face.

He whispered ambiguously into her ear.

At this moment, because the movement was too big, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the bun shop.

"It's really a disaster." A certain long-term customer, Kuhaha, was eating steamed buns, looking at Ito Cheng and Sister-in-law Zhen in his arms, shaking his head and murmuring with gloating.

"This kid is going to be in trouble." Another customer who was waiting for Mrs. Zhen to sell steamed buns chuckled to the rough guy next to him.

"No way, this young man has an extraordinary temperament. Lao Feng probably won't actually do it." Next to him, a customer who heard the two talking said hesitantly.

"It's not like you don't know that Lao Feng, a guy who accepts death, if he really makes up his mind, it won't matter even if the King of Heaven comes, just wait and see the good show." The person who spoke before said.

Discussions like this immediately started ringing in the bun shop.

"Which bastard did something to Ah Zhen? I won't kill him until I kill him." Soon, with an angry shout, a thin and ugly old man with a white apron tied around his waist and a single coat full of flour carried the bag with an angry look on his face.

A thick rolling pin rushed out of the kitchen, quickly patrolled the bun shop and shouted.

Behind him, another fat woman with a fat body and a mean face walked out.

"Boy, let me go quickly, Zhen, or I'll beat you to death." Finally, his eyes fell on Ito Cheng, who was still holding Zhen's sister-in-law and preventing her from getting up from his arms. Old Feng curled his lips and spat on the ground.

, said harshly.

"Old man, I'm interested in her, let's make a price." Ito Cheng said softly, not caring about Lao Feng's threats.

"I won't sell it!" Lao Feng refused very simply.

"Really not selling it?" Ito Cheng raised an eyebrow and asked.

"No, no, no, no!" Lao Feng said impatiently.

"Okay, if that's the case, don't blame me for being rude." Ito Cheng sneered, and waved his arm fiercely as he spoke, and the table behind him immediately seemed to be grasped by invisible hands, and a "hoo" sound came from Old Feng

It flew past my ear and hit the kitchen doorway on the side. It shattered into a pile of debris and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the onlookers were immediately frightened, and they all subconsciously hid away, fearing that they would be injured by Ito Cheng's attack. Similarly, Lao Feng, who almost thought he was going to die, turned pale.

However, he still glared at Ito Cheng very stubbornly and refused to let go.

"Fat woman, if you want to blame, blame your old man." Then, Ito Cheng cast his eyes on the fat woman aside and sneered, then stretched out his hand again, and the fragments of the table board that were scattered on the floor immediately flew up, and fell into the air.

The woman's face turned pale, and she was slapped hard on her left leg bone, causing it to break with a soft "click" sound.

"Ah!" The fat woman who had suffered such a serious crime immediately fell to the ground and let out a miserable howl.

"If you don't want to continue to suffer, let Lao Feng hand over Zhenzhen's contract of betrayal." Ito Cheng said directly into the fat woman's ears, and then used telekinesis to grab a fragment and fly it to the fat woman.

Next to her, she pointed at her other leg.

"Damn old Feng, do you really want me to die? Why don't you quickly take out that stinky woman's bond of sale!" The frightened fat woman yelled at the top of her lungs.

Old Feng, who was usually very afraid of fat women, didn't know where he got the courage, but he gritted his teeth and ignored the fat woman's screams.

When Ito Cheng saw this, he was even more direct. He used his thoughts to control the broken wooden board and hit the fat woman's calf hard, breaking her other leg!

"Ah!" A cry sounded more miserable than last time.

"Old bastard, if you don't ask that stinky bitch to hand over the contract of prostitution, I will bite you to death." After a moment, the fat woman who had regained her composure looked at Old Feng with a ferocious face and yelled.

Old Feng looked hesitant and undecided.

Ito Cheng didn't waste any time, and continued to pull out the broken board and beat the fat woman. In order to prevent the woman from passing out from the pain, he also stimulated her spirit from time to time, forcing her to stay in the situation.

In this way, after four or five steps down, Lao Feng finally handed over Zhen's sister-in-law's deed of betrayal unwillingly.

"Isn't it over already?" Ito Cheng said disdainfully as he casually took the deed of betrayal and handed it to Sister-in-law Zhen who had let him go and was standing aside again. He then took out a small golden bean and threw it in front of Old Feng.
Chapter completed!