"Peng!"

The style of the turbulent horse wind, the more the punch is, the more intense the punch is, the force of one punch is stronger than that of one punch, and the force of the next punch is at least about 10% stronger than the previous punch. Therefore, when Lin Zhao reached the eleventh punch, it was already twice as strong as the punch. A heavy punch hit the old immortal's face, and his nose was bleeding, which was extremely bleed.

"Little guy, do you really think I'm not angry?"

The old god roared, and the fortune-telling banner in his hand was circulating. Just as he took a punch, the flames of the fire dragon surrounding him also hit Lin Zhao's abdomen, which shocked Lin Zhao to retreat continuously, and his blood and energy instantly became extremely disordered. This attack was the power of a real seventh-level cultivator. Although he was a wild cultivator, the seventh-level is the seventh-level. His qi quickly increased. He took a step forward and laughed with a ferocious look: "What does it mean to be self-tortured and unable to survive? Originally, you didn't have to die, but you will definitely die now!"

The fortune telling flag swayed, the fire dragon left his body, and rushed straight to Lin Zhao.

"Um!?"

The last time Lin Zhao fought with the spiritual cultivator, Huang Yueran, but he was a sword cultivator. The wild cultivator in front of him was very different. Various "immortal arts" emerged one after another. Lin Zhao could only resist with his fists, bombarding the fire dragon one by one, but his injuries were increasing. It would be a ghost for the third level martial artist to be able to defeat the seventh level monk. Although the other party was a wild cultivator, the seventh level was still a little bit of foundation.

"Brother Lin Zhao!"

In the blink of an eye, seeing that Lin Zhao was in a difficult situation and was already in danger, Su Yuejiu shouted: "I'll call someone now!"

"I still want to call someone!?"

Old Huang raised his hand, split a wisp of flame to seal the gate of the courtyard, and sneered: "Today, except for this talented girl, the rest of the people will have to die, no one will be left!"

Lin Zhao fisted, and his mind was spinning rapidly. At this time, he would definitely not be able to do it by himself alone. So after shattering a piece of fire dragon, he dragged his bloody fist back to the gate of the yard and shouted outside: "Old Huang, take your brothers to patrol the streets?"

"That's not?"

In the distance, Huang Tingyu's voice really came: "The town has been in chaos recently. I heard that a seventh-level monk came to visit. How could I do what if I could not come here?!"

"Huang Tinghui!?"

The old god looked cold and his heart was cold. He stopped immediately and walked to the door with a smile on his face: "My friend Lin Zhao, I'm joking with you. Today's discussion is over, I'll leave first."

As he said that, he passed through the wall and appeared outside the yard.

“…”

Lin Zhao hurried out of the yard, trying to punch the old god on the back, and at the same time check if Huang Tingyu really came. The old Huang looked very high, and maybe Lin Zhao could really hear his words in his yard.

...

As a result, on the back street, a cavalry team of dozens of people slowly walked, riding a black war horse in the front and carrying two swords, who would it be if it were Huang Tingyu?

"Wait, this fellow Taoist."

Huang Tingyu laughed and called out to Ye Xiu who wanted to escape in the desert. He narrowed his eyes and a wisp of his mind split up. He straightened into Ye Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness. The old god stood there as if he was struck by lightning. After exploring by Huang Tingyu, he wanted to take Su Qingjiu away and then became a Taoist partner. At this moment, the old god's heart was desolate.

"Tsk tsk..."

Huang Tingyu took back his mind and laughed jokingly: "The widows in Tianchi Town all said that I, Huang Tingyu, don't practice, but compared with this fellow Taoist, I, Huang Tingyu, is really a young and handsome young man with bright and clear sleeves. Since that's the case, I'm afraid I can't tell you if I don't give a fellow Taoist a chance to survive."

The wild cultivator nodded repeatedly, pecking at rice like a chicken, and said, "What fellow Huang said is very true. It is not easy to climb a high road, but it is even more difficult for us wild cultivator. Please give us a chance."

"Can."

Huang Tingyu raised his lips and said, "Fellow Taoist answers me a question. If I satisfy my old Huang, I will not only spare your life, but also send you to the south gate of the town to invite you to have a drink."

"Fellow Daoist Huang, please ask!"

"Which one is more handsome, me or Shuai Chu?" Huang Tingyu asked this question immediately, squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Xiu with folds on his face.

Who is Chu Huaixi? He is a hero, his appearance and temperament. In Tianchi Town, whoever has ever seen Chu Huaixi, will he not be able to live in spring? Therefore, Chu Huaixi's reputation is not only a martial artist who walks through the sea, but also the best general in the north, but also the best handsome man in the northern region.

Ye Xiu murmured in his heart that although he had never seen Chu Huaixi with his own eyes, Chu Huaixi's reputation was more famous than the one in front of him, right? But if he said that Chu Huaixi was more handsome, Huang Tingyu would definitely be dissatisfied. He would have to be beaten with a sword. Everyone knows that Huang Tingyu, the deputy commander of the Tianchi Army, is a sword cultivator, but no one knows what level this sword cultivator is. He only knows that after Huang Tingyu came to Tianchiling, he always followed Chu Huaixi down to the North Mountain and killed countless demon masters, but he was never hurt.

This person cannot offend him!

So Ye Xiu clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang is in a state of great strength, and his bright and bright moon. In terms of appearance, he is probably not inferior to Chu Shuai."

These words were said ingeniously and ambiguously. They did not offend Huang Tingyu nor Chu Huaixi. They were the most comfortable words he could say at the moment.

"oh?"

Huang Tingyu immediately narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and was about to draw his sword, and said with a smile: "I, Huang Tingyu, have a clear personality, how can I compare with Chu Shuai? I hate lying the most in my life, just in line with the words of fellow Taoist, what does it mean to be self-tortured? Originally, you didn't have to die, but you will definitely die now!!"

Ye Xiu was shocked. This was what he said to Lin Zhao not long ago. Is the retribution in this life so fast?

"Give you another chance."

Huang Tingyu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I count three times and I will draw my sword when I count three times. If you can escape this sword, you will never kill you. Why don't you escape now?"

"ah?!"

Ye Xiu hurriedly drove the fire dragon and walked away with him on the breeze.

"three!"

Huang Ting counted three at the first time, then drew his sword and returned to the sheath. The movement was completed in one go. In a ray of sword light, the wild cultivator fell from the air and was divided into two.

“…”

A group of Tianchi army soldiers looked at Huang Tingyu, especially a few middle-aged soldiers. They had long been extremely familiar with Huang Tingyu, and each of them had a joke on their faces.

Huang Tingyu grinned and said, "I hate lying, but it doesn't mean I don't lie. It's a bit different. What do you think, brothers?"

Everyone clasped their fists and said, "What the deputy commander said is reasonable, we are convinced!"

“Hahahaha~~~”

Huang Ting laughed loudly and led everyone to continue patrolling. When passing Lin Zhao, he smiled and said, "In the future, when you encounter such a wild cultivator who commits an offense in a small town, just shout "Old Huang. Unless I go down to the North Mountain, I will arrive in just a few breaths. Do you understand?"

"Well, thank you, Lao Huang!"

"You're welcome!"

Huang Ting met a serious boy with a fist and returned the greeting, and said with a smile: "Our sword immortals, when we walk in the world, we talk about the word "loyality!"

A group of old brothers laughed and pointed their fingers at the nose of the deputy coach: "You are at most a fucking sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, who is the sword immortal? You are so shameless Lao Huang!"

"Wow, I'm willing!!!"

...

Lin Zhao brought back a lot of delicious food, including braised trotters, pickled five-spice beef, and a braised pork belly fish. They were all delicious foods that Lin Zhao asked to make. After bringing them back, it was still hot. So he applied some potion to himself and ate with his two children. This meal was full and full.

Just after eating, I heard someone knocking on the door outside. A middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt stood outside. Lin Zhao was a little jealous, but Su Yuejiu recognized him at first glance and said, "Sir?"

He is a teacher in the school. The reason why Lin Zhaoyan is mostly transferred from Shanxia Academy recently.

“Su Sake.”

The gentleman smiled slightly: "You haven't been to school for a long time."

"My home..."

The little girl's eyes were red in an instant.

Lin Zhao gently touched Su Qingjiu's little head and said, "Sir, you must know about the Su family."

"Yeah, know a little."

The gentleman nodded and said, "I came this time just to say whether Su Yuejiu will go back to school. If he goes back, the tuition fee for the second half of the year will have to be paid. The Su family has already done this, so I am a little worried..."

Lin Zhao frowned: "How many?"

"Two green jelly money."

“…”

He actually asked for two green horns. With Lin Zhao's current financial resources, he was a little short of money. He spent a lot of money on selling deer last time, and now he only has one green horns left at most.

"gentlemen."

Lin Zhao said respectfully: "Or... let Xiao Jiuer go to class, I will pay the tuition here."

As he said that, he turned around and went home to take out a green croaker and offered it to him, saying, "There is another green croaker. I will definitely get it together recently. From tomorrow on, Xiao Jiuer will be able to go back to class, right?"

"Um."

The gentleman nodded: "It's just that the remaining Qingfeng money is left, hand it over as soon as possible..."

"I know, thank you!"

"You're welcome."

...

After the gentleman left, Lin Zhao sat in the yard, and now he had only two words in his mind: make money!

"Brother Lin Zhao..."

Xiao Jiuer leaned on his legs, with tears in his eyes and said, "Actually... I can't go to school. I will go fishing with Brother Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou in the future, and I will support myself."

Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this good? There are not many fish in the White Fish Creek. We have three fishing rods and we will catch all the fish in less than half a year~~~"

Xiao Jiuer burst into tears and laughed: "Then I'll listen to Brother Lin Zhao."

"Well, be obedient, go to bed early!"

...

Late at night, Lin Zhao, one left and one right, two temporary beds, small stones and little wine fell asleep, while Lin Zhao was thinking about making money. The tuition fees in Tianchiling School have always been very expensive, because the town may be compromised by evil spirits from the north at any time. The academies of secular dynasties in the south are unwilling to send their husbands, and those who can come are not afraid of death.

Lin Zhao looked out the window and felt peaceful.

I'm really scared of poverty.

I still remember that year when Lin Zhao was six years old and could not afford the tuition fee. My mother wrote a note to her husband, hoping that the teacher would be able to be gratified for a period of time, but the gentleman read the note in front of all the school children, which made Lin Zhao feel the first time in his life called humiliation.

Afterwards, the seriously ill mother went back to her parents' home. After she came back, she asked Lin Zhao to peel edamames outside the door. The mother cried so sadly through a door panel. That time, she traveled all her relatives, but couldn't borrow even a copper coin.

...

Since then, Lin Zhao has stopped going to school.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, the boy burst into tears. He missed his mother very much, the woman who smiled extremely gentlely.
Chapter completed!