Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 245 Turns out to be a fool?pity that face
Everyone's thoughts immediately followed the two white-haired old men to the upstairs, slightly shocked in their hearts.

It is said that Hanjialing has existed for hundreds of years. The head of the first generation of Hanjialing was once the national teacher of Dazhou. He once helped Dazhou solve many difficult problems. He was once the pillar of the country.

But now, after several generations of continuation, the masters of Hanjialing have gradually withdrawn from the arena.

It's not that they are tired of the life of fighting and killing in the rivers and lakes, but because, looking at the world, they are invincible.

To be precise, from the first generation of Hanjialing masters, they have been invincible in the world. Whether it is the elders of Hanjialing or their disciples, even if it is just a master who just joined Hanjialing, they have never been defeated.

It is said that if someone defeats a low-level master in Hanjialing, the top master of the previous generation, he will immediately make a move. Even before the news of the failure is spread, the person who defeated the master in Hanjialing has died in Hanjialing before he has time to be proud In the hands of the senior masters.

This calf protector has almost reached a state of insanity.

Of course this is just a legend.

But as this legend spread, when everyone in the Jianghu mentioned Hanjialing, apart from the indescribable awe that appeared on their faces, there was also deep fear.

Just imagine, you have just defeated a beginner disciple of Han Jialing, and you are looking up to the sky laughing, thinking that you have finally broken the myth of Han Jialing's invincibility.

As a result, in the next second, a handyman disciple jumped out and wanted to fight you.

Alright, now you've survived the second wave, pushing that handyman disciple to the ground and rubbing it crazily.

Before he had time to continue laughing wildly, another official disciple jumped out, wanting to fight you without saying a word, trying to play Han Jialing's face.

By the third wave, you are already facing a top-notch expert. If you are lucky enough to defeat it, it means that your strength is already top-notch.

You looked at the official disciple who fell on the ground, and suddenly you felt a little dazed.

Could it be that Lao Tzu is really a genius?
Even the official disciples were killed by himself.

There was another burst of ecstasy in your heart, and you wanted to laugh out loud again.

I didn't laugh happily twice, but the third time, it should be done, right?

However, just as you were halfway through laughing, a horrible thing happened.

Someone else jumped out.

This is the official disciple of the previous generation.

You defeat the opponent through untold hardships, and then you find out in horror that there is a generation of official disciples above this official disciple, even if you have finally passed the level of official disciple.

In the end, the elder suddenly appeared out of nowhere, almost faster than teleportation.

Generally, after a wheel battle, if you are not pressed to the ground and rubbed crazily, then there is really a ghost.

This is the scary thing about Hanjialing.

However, Han Jialing has always regarded himself very highly, and considered himself the leader of the Jianghu. Under normal circumstances, he would not go out of the mountain gate to deal with those small sects.

Therefore, Han Jialing's image can be regarded as quite positive in the Great Qin Jianghu.

What everyone didn't expect was that the thirteenth son's appointment in the suburbs of Xianyang actually attracted two masters from Hanjialing.

And these two Hanjialing masters are obviously elder-level existences among them.

With the two of them as the township, those masters of the rivers and lakes suddenly felt the same, that is, it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

No matter how arrogant the Daqin Iron Cavalry is, and if they don't put anyone in their eyes, they will never dare to confront the masters of Han Jialing.

After all, even Ying Zheng dared not ignore the master Han Jialing.

What is there to be afraid of?

Those masters of the rivers and lakes who were thinking about whether they should appear in the outskirts of Xianyang suddenly seemed to have taken a reassurance at this moment. They should eat and drink, and prepared to come to the outskirts of Xianyang early the next morning.

But at this moment, the door curtain was suddenly lifted.

A young man in civilian clothes walked in quickly, and then looked at the surrounding masters with a smile on his face.

"Young master, the shop is full. Please move to other inns."

The shopkeeper hurriedly won, and said politely with a smile on his face.

The Ziqi Donglai Inn is not yet fully booked, there are at least two guest rooms. However, the shopkeeper did this for the benefit of the young man.

After all, the rivers and lakes here are mixed with people, fish and dragons, and it has become a place of right and wrong. Whether it is ordinary people or businessmen, it is better not to settle here, otherwise they may be involved in right and wrong.

What's more, everyone knows what these masters of the rivers and lakes are here for.

So no one can guarantee that in the middle of the night, Daqin Iron Cavalry will suddenly surround Ziqi Donglai Inn, and then a fire will burn it to ashes.

"Shopkeeper, I'm not here to stay." The young man grinned, revealing two rows of white and tidy teeth. His smile was the most romantic.

"Didn't you come to stay at the store?"

The shopkeeper was in a daze for a moment, and then smiled all over his face, "If you are here for dinner, then I am even more embarrassed. Now all the meals have been reserved, and there is really no extra meal."

This is true.

These gangsters are really fucking edible, and what they want to eat is big fish and meat.

In order not to offend these lords, Ziqi Donglai Inn even purchased meat and spirits overnight, which finally prevented them from getting angry.

Now the kitchen is so busy that even these lords can't wait, how could they serve a little boy?

"The shopkeeper thinks too much. I'm not here to eat either."

The young man smiled and shook his head slowly again.

Not here for dinner?

Didn't you come to stay at the store?
Could it be that he came here on purpose for entertainment?

The smile on the shopkeeper's face suddenly froze, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"What's the matter here, young master?"

"When I came here, I only heard that there are a group of merchants here who brought a lot of swords. So I came here to buy swords." The young man said with a gentle smile, not surprising, and said endlessly.

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at those gangsters, and then a look of contempt appeared on his face.

Damn it, after chatting for a long time, it turned out to be a fool.

Those masters of the rivers and lakes are all murderous existences without blinking an eye. In the eyes of this young man, they are here to sell swords?

Can these two kinds of things be mixed up, the hacker and the weapon dealer?

"Damn, it's a waste of time, I don't think this kid can use his head well."

All the shopkeepers grunted, turned and left.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

I was stupid at a young age, but it's a pity that I have such a handsome face.

At this time, the chaotic lobby suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes subconsciously fell on the young man's face.

Then there was a bang.

The crowd burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)