The strong man who was performing arts before looked at the scar-faced man in black who was constantly coughing up blood in the carriage. His dark face lost his blood color.

He swallowed a little hard, then looked at Zheng Puguan and said, "Brother, you can go to the martial arts field with such skills, even if you go to the Imperial Martial Arts Field, why do you make things difficult for me in this kind of market?

wait?"

Zheng Puguan slowly turned his head, looked at the man who was performing arts, and said, "What is the place of the Imperial Martial Arts Field?"

"The Imperial Martial Arts Field is the martial arts field that is bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor to select the warriors of the world. If you can pass the assessment in the Imperial Martial Arts Field, you can accept the Imperial Arts Field." Before the man who was performing arts could speak, a voice came from a distance, and the sound seemed to be

Very calm and calm.

Zheng Puguan turned his head again.

His brows frowned unconsciously.

He was not used to the feeling of having to turn around and look at the person before he could see who was talking.

Before this, he didn't need his body to move. I'm afraid that before this person made a sound, his spiritual sense already knew that this person was about to make a sound, and his spiritual sense had already touched the person.

Clear.

Now, inside his body is like a huge mud field, and outside his body, it seems like he is wrapped in thick mud, cutting off his perception.

Although he knew that all ordinary people were like this, he still couldn't get used to it and still didn't like this feeling.

He turned his head and saw clearly that the person who was speaking was a young man dressed in a scholar.

This man looked very elegant and elegant.

There were even a few rolls of silk books in his sleeves.

"If you want to go, sir, I can ask someone to send you there. But I want to ask, sir, why are you here in Luoyang?" He bowed to Zheng Puguan and said.

Zheng Puguan pondered, "I came to figure out something."

"It's not about doing business, it's about studying, nor about seeking fame?" The man in a scholar dress looked at Zheng Puguan quietly and said, "Is it to find something?"

Zheng Pu nodded.

The man in the scholar dress nodded and said, "I wonder if sir can clearly state that I can find out what happened, maybe I can help."

Zheng Puguan frowned slightly.

He rarely has times of trouble, but what should he say at this time?

Could it be that this city was transformed directly from the huge human face. When they entered this city, they just wanted to find out the mystery of the huge human face?

Can the other party understand this when it comes to saying it?

"I can't even tell what I'm going to do?" At this moment, a loud voice came from the avenue, "Then where should you say it?"

Zheng Puguan looked at the sound, but frowned even more.

The person who made the voice was a tall, bearded middle-aged man with a mighty appearance and a very bright eyes. His face was very unkind at this time.

What made Zheng Puguan frown was this man riding a tall black horse.

Before this man spoke, he couldn't even sense the other person on the horse.

"Where did it come from?" Zheng Puguan was originally feeling uneasy, and he felt uncomfortable all over. At this moment, looking at the man's extremely unkind expression, he became inexplicably angry, "I'll just say it,

Where did you come, can you know where I came from?"

"What a big tone." The bearded man sneered immediately, "Don't you want to say so? I now suspect that you are a spy sent by the enemy country from the outside world, especially your strength is amazing, but the impact is so strong that

, I'm afraid only sergeants who carry hundreds of kilograms of weight all year round can have such ability."

"Hold hundreds of kilograms of weight all year round?" The spectators around him couldn't react to what this meant, but the polite scholar's expression changed suddenly, "Sir Chang, what do you mean is this person Turkic?

Is the heavy armored sergeant successful?"

"Heavy Armor Soldier?" The bearded man sneered repeatedly, "I'm afraid the ordinary heavy Armor Soldier is not as easy as possible. Moreover, looking at his physique, he may not be worried about food and clothing, but also uses secret medicine to maintain it day and night.

A body full of sickly dead flesh. Such a person is either a sacred samurai who has been a Turkic since childhood, or a son of the Turkic royal family. Such a person suddenly appears in our Shendu, probably only one purpose is to touch us
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