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Chapter 169 This is still like a human word(1/3)

"Hurry up."

Tonight, Canglang City has lost its prosperity and become more chaotic.

Guards with swords can be seen everywhere, one team after another criss-crossing the area.

"This is much more difficult than when catching a lone wolf."

There were too many people hiding in the attic, leaning on the windows and looking down, with somber voices.

"The same goes for Zhao Yun. There is no better place to run than to come to Canglang City."

"He probably didn't want to come. He should have been chased and intercepted, and he was forced here."

"It's impossible to escape from such a situation!"

There were a lot of whispers, and they were all loyal spectators.

No one is optimistic about Zhao Yun, the army has entered the city, let alone a small true spirit realm, even if he is at the peak of Ksitigarbha, he can't escape. It's only a matter of time before he is caught.

Then, the big drama comes next.

Han Ming was a vengeful master. He provoked him over and over again. It would be strange if he could do something nice. If he was caught, he would probably die a quick death. It is not difficult to predict that it would be bloody, and Zhao Yun would also die miserably.

"You really think highly of me."

Zhao Yun clicked his tongue and skillfully avoided the soldiers.

He had no intention of escaping, and he couldn't escape. Finding a place to take a breath was the only way to go.

Looking out, he entered a grocery store.

"Close today and come back tomorrow."

The grocery store owner waved his hand and drove people out without waiting for Zhao Yun to speak.

In troubled times, it is safer to go home early.

"Talk paper, talisman ink, talisman pens, as many as you want."

Zhao Yun said calmly, and slapped a banknote on the counter.

"Hold on."

When they saw Yinzi, the boss's eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled.

If you earn money, it doesn't matter if you go home late.

When he earns money, his hands and feet become numb.

Whatever Zhao Yun wanted and whatever he had, he packed a whole sack for others.

"Thank you."

"I haven't asked you for any money yet?"

"Give it to you."

Zhao Yun said that he had already left the shop and turned into the alley. He had no time to wait for the boss to change money. It was better to leave quickly. It would be nonsense if he was stuck in the shop.

At this point in time, life is more valuable than money.

"He is a rich man."

The shop owner was beaming with joy and made a lot of money for nothing.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Zhao Yun walked through the small streets like a dark shadow, spent a hundred taels, bought a small garden, locked the door of the garden road, drank a mouthful of spiritual liquid, and the scars were completely healed, and then started to work.

If someone searches for the talisman, he is not afraid. He already has a way to break the situation. He is a professional at bluffing people.

"Hurry up."

Outside, loud shouts echoed through every street.

Looking at the street, except for the guards with swords, there was no one else. No matter who was setting up stalls, eating wine, flirting with girls... they were all driven back home. A house-to-house search was conducted, and the city lord issued a death order to dig the ground.

Even if you have three feet, you need to find someone.

The most embarrassing thing is those who were chasing Zhao Yun before.

Not to mention that he failed to catch Zhao Yun and was still trapped in the city. Not to mention the city, he didn't even let out the door at this moment. The meaning of Han Yan's big battle was obvious. He stayed at home and waited patiently.

The guards searched one by one.

"Zhao Yun, stop hiding."

"You can't run."

Han Ming is extra energetic tonight. Not only energetic, but also very excited. He is still standing on the back of the blood eagle, hovering in the air, howling wherever he goes. If he finds Zhao Yun, he will kill him as soon as possible. He has already

Thinking about how to recruit his old enemy, he came to Canglang City for a rare visit. As the young city lord, he had to fulfill his duties as a landlord and not break his bones and spread ashes, so his surname was not Han.

"I really thought I was scared."

Zhao Yun could hear it, so he wouldn't run out stupidly.

Just wait! It won't be long before Bingwei searches for this.

"Trash, a bunch of trash."

Han Ming was still there, and the drinking didn't stop.

Perhaps he had waited too long and got too angry, so his shouting turned into scolding, and the scolding was directed at Bingwei. He couldn't even find anyone in such a big battle?

"return."

Han Yan gave a cold scolding.

After all, he is the young city lord, scolding my soldiers like this?

Han Ming immediately ceased his activities.

Even so, it could not hide the fact that he was cursing the soldiers and guards. His words made the soldiers and guards quite unhappy. Blue Wolf City is so big, looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. You are so awesome, come down and find it yourself! If not

Your father is Han Yan. If you had not been the young city lord, you would have been beaten to death eight hundred times.

"Not urgent."

"We are not in a hurry."

The soldiers and guards had a tacit understanding. They were searching seriously. After listening to Han Ming's words, they were not very motivated. They did not forget to chat during the search. It was no different from going through the motions. They were all ruthless people who had been on the battlefield. They could not listen.

What do people say?

Scold us?

Then just wait patiently!

Not to mention, their slackness gave Zhao Yun more time to breathe. Whenever there was a crisis, this guy would be extra dedicated. He would draw spells one after another and stock up on goods. At critical moments, these can save lives.

of.

The long night passed quietly.

Until daybreak, Zhao Yun was not found.

This is all due to the soldiers and guards. They said they were looking for someone, but it was more like walking on the street. Because of what Han Ming said last night, he was in a bad mood and had no enthusiasm.

The more this happened, the more Han Ming wanted to scold his mother.

By the way, even Zhao Yun also scolded him, damn you, you are a tortoise! ​​So many people have been looking eagerly all night, but they can’t find it. Hide it, you fucking keep hiding it, don’t let me

Caught you.

Ah sneeze!

Zhao Yun sneezed, and based on visual inspection, someone was scolding him.

The guards searched all night, Han Ming scolded him all night, and he also painted all night. He looked at the piles of explosive talismans on the table, and they all felt comfortable. The results of the whole night were put aside here, and now he was trying to break through.

There is also the possibility of killing him.

Buzz!

While I was painting, a golden light suddenly flashed through my consciousness.

Today's Moon God must be in a good mood and has passed down a secret technique.

To be precise, it is the hanging talisman method.

"Xiu'er, you are becoming more and more sensible."

Zhao Yun smiled and divided his mind into two tasks, drawing the talisman and meditating at the same time.

The next talisman drawn is a hanging talisman.

"Whoever captures Zhao Yun will receive a reward of 50,000 yuan."

To the outside world, Han Yan's words spread throughout Canglang City. Because his precious son was easy to scold, the soldiers and guards looked down upon him, and did not do things seriously. In this case, he had to get some bounty to stimulate him.

Soldiers and guards.

"Well, this sounds like a human saying."

The eyes of the lazy soldiers and guards all brightened.
To be continued...
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