Broken Night - Chapter 188

[Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Four – The Tyrant Series]

Broken Night

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Fourth – Local Tyrant Series

A durable carriage dragging straw and goods slowly drove towards Nanhuang City. The groom who drove the carriage was an old man who looked very honest: “I said, Don’t go to a place like Nanhuangcheng, a place where you are drunk with

money Suinian said to a man who was sitting on straw with a weed in his mouth: “I see that you are not too strong, just work with the old man on the farm and live a steady life. The farmland will also be given to you in the future…” The middle- aged man

smiled

: “Old man, no need. After all, my original destination is here.” He

jumped down, bowed to the old man and clasped his fists: “Thank you for taking care of the old man during this time. There will be a period later!”

Then the man hummed a little tune, and walked and jumped in the Southern Imperial City.

The old man shouted loudly from behind, “Xiaochun! Remember to come back when you can’t get

along in Nanhuangcheng!

”

One of the dignified Four Seasons Heaven Four Peaks Peak Masters, Yang Chun is actually called Xiaochun…

It’s just that there are very few people who know Yang Chun from the north and the south. After all, he hasn’t set foot in the world for a long time.

“Well… let’s find a place first. When my lovely nephew comes to Nanhuangcheng, I still have to have a place to live.” Yang Chun tasted the bitterness of the grass roots in his mouth. Soon, this bitterness seemed to penetrate into The bottom of my heart: “But… I forgot to bring the silver tael out…”

“What should I do!!”

…

Zuo Chengzhe came to the hut by the lake.

During this time, he was also very busy.

After Zuo Xuezhan died, the status of the entire Zuo family in the Southern Imperial City changed dramatically. On the one hand, they had to deal with the condolences or hostility of different families, while on the other hand, they had to prepare for the burial ceremony of Zuo Xuezhan.

As the son of the contemporary head of the family, he is also duty-bound to get busy.

Another reason is because the current Zuo family head Zuo Zhenping took Zuo Xiongzhi, one of the lineages, to Zhennanguan to deal with the matter of exchanging and deploying the Panlong Army after he was buried in the Zuo Blood War.

It was also after these few days that Zuo Chengzhe remembered Xu Yan, but heard the news that Xu Yan had moved out of Zuo’s house.

However, when Zuo Chengzhe came to the hut by the lake, he found a couplet attached to the door.

When the money is gone, it will come back;

if you don’t have a million gold, don’t enter the door.

The horizontal criticism is: the poor do not enter!

Zuo Chengzhe was speechless: “What the hell is this?”

“Xu Yan?” Zuo Chengzhe ignored it and walked in.

“Who is it!?”

A voice sounded from a distance, it was Xu Yan’s voice.

Zuo Chengzhe followed the sound and found Xu Yan holding a hammer. He didn’t know what he was beating: “Oh, boy Zuo, is that you?”

Xu Yan jumped up quickly: “You came just right, take it.”

It was a weapon that looked like a dagger, and was forcibly shoved into Zuo Chengzhe’s hand by Xu Yan: “Hold firmly.”

He raised his right hand, and his index finger shone with a faint light, which was the fluctuation of the grain strength, and also Xu Yan’s

Yan runs the route by simulating the pattern force of the first-order pattern technique [Flowing Flame Finger], and then makes himself able to engrave the pattern before breaking through.

His fingers are very fast, and he walks on the short knife like a cloud, as if he didn’t think about it.

Ding!

A burst of light lit up from the dagger!

And Zuo Chengzhe was too surprised to speak.

Along the way, Xu Yan said that he knew forging, but Zuo Chengzhe ignored it.

After all, forging is also a university question, unlike medicine and alchemy.

That is a completely different science.

Xu Yan’s knowledge of Dan, Medicine, and Wen is surprising enough.

Unexpectedly, at this moment…it can really be forged!

The light just now was obviously the light when the tattoo was formed!

Above the short knife, the light and the pattern on the blade slowly faded as if alive, and finally fell into the pattern that looked like a small cloud that was only the size of a finger, like a turtle retracted in its shell.

Xu Yan nodded with satisfaction: “It’s okay.”

He snatched the short knife from the dumbfounded Zuo Chengzhe: “What’s the name? Ah! I thought of it!”

He looked at the short knife in his hand and said viciously: ” It’s called [Tuhao No. 1]!” If you do

n’t become a local tyrant, you may have a hard time in the future.

Xu Yan has hardened his heart, and he has made up his mind to become a local tyrant!

At this moment, Xu Yan, absolutely did not expect that this tattoo will be one of the weapons in the “local tyrant series” that will be famous all over the world in the future!

It’s just that at that time, every tattoo in the “local tyrant” series was a rare item that was hard to find!

…………

Quanqing Palace, in the center, there is a tall building.

This tall building has a very special status in the Qing Palace.

The emperor’s most abstention is to build a high-ranking master. This does not only refer to military achievements, but also to buildings.

It can be higher than the Pure Yang Palace where the Blue Emperor lives today, making its existence even more special.

This tall building is called “Heavenly Tower”.

And in the whole sky tower, there are no people entering or leaving, and because the previous Blue Emperors deliberately forgot, many people who are in the Qing Palace or see the sky tower will subconsciously ignore it, ignore it, as if it never existed.

But it cannot be erased, the meaning of its existence.

It is the center of the entire Qing Palace and the center of the formation.

And the one who lives in this sky tower is an unknown Thousand Pattern Artist.

Dangerous old people have been forgotten by the world for a long time, and they have even become accustomed to it.

Being able to cultivate to this point, he has been able to look at the world indifferently, without sorrow or joy.

When anyone has lived for more than a hundred years, most of them will become like this.

The elderly are no exception.

For him, the most important thing is to study the pattern and seek the possibility of breaking through the legendary ten thousand pattern.

Only today, his quiet life for nearly a hundred years was broken.

The sound of a knock on the door sounded, although it was not hard, but to the old man, it was like thunder.

His mind can be connected to the entire Qing Palace formation, and almost instantly, he knows who is coming.

Squeak.

The door of the sky tower was opened, and even a burst of dust was thrown up.

No one saw anyone going in or out of Tianlou, because if the old man wanted to go in and out, he didn’t need to go out at all.

He can appear anywhere in the world in an instant.

So this door has not been opened for a long time.

A girl wearing a long dress that is not gorgeous walked in: “Where are you, Grandpa?” The cheerful voice was like the first chirping of a bird that woke up with the rising sun, full of vigor.

“What are you doing here again, little doll?”

There was a bit of helplessness in his voice, and there was a sense of anger.

The one who walked in was naturally Lan Mingxin.

Lan Mingxin smiled, his small eyes narrowed into two crescent moons: “I heard Uncle Jin say it, the grandfather carved the tattoo for me into the palace, right? So, I won’t do it. I’ve come to repay you.”

Whoosh.

The sky is very high, but there are no steps.

On the lower floor of the sky tower, there are only a few antique tables and chairs placed in a symbolic way.

With a swooshing sound, Wei Lao sat on one of the chairs at an unknown time: “What tricks are you playing with this doll?”

“Hehehehe…” Lan Ming smiled slyly, more like a fox: “Denglai !”

She handed the plate in front of Wei Lao.