The eyes of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were originally disappointed by Fu Junzhuo's words, immediately lit up, and they looked at Sei Itō with hopeful expressions.
"Your opportunity hasn't arrived yet. Can't say, can't say." Sei Itō, who had secretly left a Flying Thunder God imprint on the Secret of Longevity, casually threw the Secret of Longevity back to Kou Zhong and shook his head mysteriously.
"Ai ~" Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who had reached out to catch the Secret of Longevity, looked at each other and sighed in unison.
"Miss, would you mind accompanying me?" Sei Itō raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Junzhuo.
"We don't know each other. Forgive me for not accompanying you!" Fu Junzhuo coldly said.
"Why bother?" Sei Itō sighed and shook his head. Then he took a step forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind Fu Junzhuo. He waved his hand and struck down at Fu Junzhuo's neck.
Sensing the attack from behind, Fu Junzhuo tapped her foot and quickly leaped out like a white rainbow. She turned around in midair and slashed her sword at Sei Itō, sending out waves of biting cold sword qi.
"Sure enough, the senses of the martial artists in the Twin Dragon World of the Great Tang are very strong. Even if their level is lower, they can still exchange a move or two with others through this kind of perception," Sei Itō thought to himself after his palm missed.
However, even though he thought so, his movements didn't stop at all. He still used a Wandering Footwork that combined Instant Movement and appeared behind Fu Junzhuo, who had yet to land on the ground and had nowhere to borrow strength. Both of his hands reached out and slapped Fu Junzhuo's body with a "pa" sound.
Fu Junzhuo's body immediately flipped over and landed on the edge of the shore. Then, without looking back, she turned into a white rainbow and fled into the distance.
This time, Sei Itō did not launch another attack.
"You can't escape from the palm of my hand," Sei Itō said with a chuckle as he watched Fu Junzhuo disappear into the distance.
Later, Ito Sei glanced at Shuang Long, who was stunned by the short fight between the two men. His figure flashed, and he disappeared in front of the two men like a ghost. He returned to Yangzhou City, which had been under martial law.
"Ling Shao, hit me," Kou Zhong said blankly.
"What are you doing?" Xu Ziling asked, baffled.
"Don't talk nonsense, just hit me. Let me make sure that this is not a dream. "Kou Zhong impatiently urged.
Seeing this, Xu Ziling was not polite either; he waved his hand and ruthlessly slapped Kou Zhong's bare back, creating a crisp 'Pa!' sound.
"My goodness, Ling Shao, do I have any enmity with you? Why are you so ruthless?" Kou Zhong let out a strange cry and pretended to be wronged.
"Alright, stop messing around. Let's hurry back and take a look. "Xu Ziling rolled his eyes at Kou Zhong.
"Alright." Kou Zhong agreed. He immediately climbed out of the stream with Xu Ziling, picked up the unlined clothes that were half wet from the sun, and put them back on. Then they carefully rushed back to Yangzhou City.
"I don't know if that strange guy was telling the truth …" Along the way, Kou Zhong touched the Secret to Long Life in his bosom, which was once again wrapped up in oiled paper, and muttered to himself.
On the other side, Sei Itō, who had used a wide-range illusion technique, once again entered Yangzhou City. He walked straight toward the South Gate Market Street.
'There are still at least three months before Yang Guang moves to Yangzhou. Instead of waiting here, I might as well go directly to Chang' an to see the Emperor! 'Sei Itō thought as he followed the flow of people and walked step by step toward the South City.
'But the only thing worth worrying about is Yang Guang's mental state. Is he like in the manga where he has peerless martial arts? His mental state is very condensed. '
At this moment, an alluring fragrance came, interrupting Sei Itō's contemplation and attracting his attention.
'We're here.' Sei Itō thought as he looked at the small steamed bun shop in front of the entrance and the beautiful woman selling steamed buns in front of the shop.
Immediately, Sei Itō stepped forward and entered the steamed bun shop.
"Gongzi, what do you want?" The beautiful woman, Zhen Sao, who was even a waitress, walked lightly to Sei Itō's side and asked in a soft voice.
"If you want Xiao Niang, you. Would you be able to satisfy me? " Sei Itō looked up and down at Zhen Sao. She wore a white headscarf that tied her long black hair behind her head, was wearing a plain colored gauze gown, and a pair of faded pink embroidered shoes. Her skin was fair, and her eyes were black and bright. Although her appearance could not be said to be the best, she gave people a very comfortable and pleasant feeling. Just like a playboy, Zhen Sao teased him.
"Gongzi. Please conduct yourself with dignity. " Although Zhen Sao was often teased by coarse men, this was the first time she was teased by a handsome young master like Sei Itō. Her face turned red as she carefully looked at the kitchen and said softly.
"I am not joking," Sei Itō suddenly grabbed Zhen Sao's slightly calloused hand and played with it. While saying this, he looked at her with a wicked smile.
Zhen Sao did not appear much in Tang Dynasty and only appeared a few times. However, she was indeed a pitiful character. Thus, with the intention of helping people escape from the sea of suffering and earning the Power of the World, Sei Itō took the initiative to go to the Feng Family's steamed bun shop and planned to use some means to bring Zhen Sao out.
Of course, there was also a desire for beauty. Otherwise, why would he look for Zhen Sao when there were so many people suffering in the world? However, Sei Itō had already understood his nature. He was no longer the kind of person who would take a liking to a woman's body … However, if Zhen Sao was willing, Sei Itō would not be so stupid as to refuse.
"Gongzi, don't be like this." Although Zhen Sao realized that she was being molested, she was still afraid that Sei Itō would be beaten up by Old Feng's temper. She had a pleading look on her face.
"This is not up to you to decide." Sei Itō slightly pulled Zhen Sao into his embrace. He sniffed the faint fragrance of her body that was hidden under the thick smell of steamed buns and whispered in her ear.
At this moment, because the movement was too big, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the steamed bun shop.
"Sure enough, he is a source of calamity." A certain guest laughed bitterly while eating a steamed bun. He looked at Ito Sei and Aunt Zhen in his arms with a gloating expression and shook his head.
"This brat is going to be unlucky." Another customer who was waiting for Zhen Sao to sell steamed buns said with a smile.
"It can't be. This gongzi has an extraordinary temperament. Old Feng, that donkey, won't really do something to him." Another customer who heard the conversation between the two said with hesitation.
"It's not like you don't know Old Feng. He is a stubborn guy. If he really makes up his mind, even if the heavens came, it would be useless. Just wait for a good show." The person who spoke before said.
Discussions like these immediately rang out in the steamed bun shop.
"Which bastard did something to A 'Zhen? I, your father, will kill him." Soon, a skinny and ugly old man with a white apron tied around his waist rushed out of the kitchen with a thick rolling pin in his hand. He had an angry expression on his face as he quickly patrolled the steamed bun shop and yelled, "Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Behind him, a fat woman with a broad body and an unfriendly face followed closely behind.
"Brat, quickly let go of A 'Zhen. Otherwise, I will beat you to death." Finally, Old Feng's eyes fell on Sei Itō who was still holding onto Zhen Sao. He curled his lips and spat on the ground.
"Old man, I want her. Name a price." Sei Itō didn't care about Old Feng's threat and said softly.
"Not for sale!" Old Feng simply refused.
"Really not for sale?" Sei Itō raised his eyebrows and said.
"Not for sale, not for sale, not for sale!" Old Feng said impatiently.
"Well, in that case, don't blame me for being impolite." Sei Itō sneered and waved his hand. The table behind him was immediately grabbed by an invisible hand and flew past Old Feng's ear with a "whoosh" sound. It heavily hit the kitchen door and shattered into a pile of debris.
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd was shocked and subconsciously moved away. They were afraid of being hurt by Sei Itō's attack. Old Feng, who thought he was going to die, turned pale. But he still stubbornly stared at Sei Itō and refused to let go.
"Fat woman, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself." Then, Ito Sei looked at the fat woman on the side and sneered. Then he stretched out his hand again, and the fragments of the table that were scattered on the ground immediately flew up. The fat woman's face turned pale, and the fragments hit her left leg bone fiercely, causing it to break with a soft "Kacha" sound.
"Ah!" The fat woman who had never suffered such a great punishment immediately fell to the ground and let out a miserable howl.
"If you don't want to suffer anymore, ask Old Feng to hand over Zhen Zhen's slave contract." Ito Sei sent his voice directly into the fat woman's ear. Then, he used his telekinesis to grab a piece of debris and flew it to the fat woman's side, aiming it at her other leg.
"Damn you, Old Feng, do you really want me to die? Hurry up and hand over that bitch's slave contract! "The fat woman was really scared and shouted herself hoarse.
Old Feng, who was usually afraid of fat women, didn't know where his courage came from. He gritted his teeth and ignored the fat woman's shouts.
Seeing this, Ito Mori was even more direct. He controlled the broken wooden planks to hit the fat woman's calf, breaking her other leg from the middle!
"Ah!" The fat woman screamed even more miserably than last time.
"Old bastard, if you don't ask that bitch to hand over her slave contract, I will bite you to death." After a while, the fat woman recovered and looked at Old Feng fiercely.
Old Feng hesitated and couldn't make up his mind.
Ito Sei didn't talk nonsense. He continued to whip the fat woman with broken pieces of wood. In order to prevent the woman from fainting from the pain, he stimulated her spirit from time to time, forcing her to stay in this state.
In this way, after four or five strikes, Old Feng reluctantly handed over Aunt Zhen's slave contract.
"Why didn't you do this earlier?" Ito Sei casually took over the slave contract and handed it to Aunt Zhen, who was standing on the side. Then he took out a small golden bean and threw it in front of Old Feng. He stood up and pulled Wei Zhenzhen, who was in a trance, out of the bun shop. "That golden bean is the money for your treatment. Take it or leave it," he said in a low voice.
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