After shopkeeper Liu bought the food, he returned to the Yue'an Inn on the tricycle of the inn mate, his genius was slightly bright.

At this time, the guests of Yue'an Inn got up one after another and began to eat breakfast, and the whole inn slowly became lively.

Shopkeeper Liu took back the roll of white cloth that Shopkeeper Zhao gave him. Isn’t it just signing a name? It feels very fresh, and it’s not a big deal. Although Rong Shengxiang’s big boss started as a butcher, he is very bold. , This time, if the great master Qian could be lucky enough to be a countryman in the Profound Sky City, it wouldn't be a bad thing, and he might be able to get some light in the future.

I heard from treasurer Zhao that the butchers in the entire Xuantian City and many restaurant and restaurant owners support Qian Dadong’s family. Among the villages and villages outside the city, Qian Dadong’s family has also raised a lot of support signatures. I heard that Qian Dadong’s The number of signature supporters has already exceeded 6000.

This time, the selection of the villagers by the leader of the candle dragon has only just started for a few days, and it has become more and more interesting. There are many well-known and wealthy people in and out of the city, and there are many more powerful people. People who are a bit heavy in the industry are all moving.

Xuantian City is like this, presumably other cities are similar.

Shopkeeper Liu remembered Shopkeeper Zhao’s words. After bringing the white cloth, he took a moment, and asked the guy in the inn and his gangster to sign on it. Those who couldn’t sign it simply pressed a fingerprint and went to the kitchen. The two cooks who were helping out didn't let it go, so they put away the white cloth and started to do things in the inn.

The signed white cloth can be handed to the shopkeeper Zhao tomorrow.

After nine in the morning, the guests in the inn almost all got up. The inn also sells various breakfasts and meals, such as steamed buns, noodles, peanuts, gruel, rice cakes, cold spells, and braised pork. Yes, many idlers come to the inn to eat breakfast, drink morning tea, and listen to Mr.'s story by the way.

By 9:30, the dining room in the inn was full of seats. Many people came from outside to listen to the book regularly. Many elderly people came here and held their grandsons.

As soon as the thin storyteller appeared in the dining room on the stage where there was only one table, he sat down in his robe and took a sip of tea. The whole inn’s dining room was full of noisy voices. The son became quiet, and even a few children became quiet all of a sudden, looking at the storyteller with big sullen eyes.

With a scream, while putting down the tea cup, Mr. Storyteller opened a folding fan of plum blossoms in his hand, shaking a fan color. In the entire dining room, even the guys who added tea to the guests also let go of their footsteps, one by one. Raised ears.

Mr. Storyteller was talking about "The Legend of the Black Iron Heroes" in Yue'an Inn. This book became popular in Taixia as soon as it came out three years ago. As a storyteller, if you can't say "The Legend of Black Iron Heroes" these days, I am embarrassed to tell others that I am a storyteller when I go out.

"Last time we talked about Zhang Tie's **** battle in Cernes war zone, and he was framed by the spies of the demons planted in the Allied forces of the human race. The Sri Lanka war zone collapsed, Zhang Tie was unable to support himself, and he was not allowed to retreat from the front of the Demon Legion, and withdrew south. Tens of millions of demonized puppet Legion, the black pressure was like a tide of rolling, directly destroying the city and destroying the country. , The gods block the slaughter gods, like tens of millions of immortal beasts, each with blood red eyes, swallowing everything, no grass wherever they go, sweeping the entire northern part of the Weiyi subcontinent, and killing directly towards the Norman Empire..." The storyteller said. , The folding fan in his hand unfolded flat, the folding fan shook, matching his tone, expression and movement, but in the blink of an eye, everyone was in a state. From now on, in the dining room of the inn, Only the voice of the storyteller sounded. Everyone in the dining room who heard about the book fell into the ups and downs of the storyteller...

After two hours, many people who listened to the book didn't even think it was two hours...

The storyteller gave a gavel, and everyone in the dining room jumped...

"Just listen to the rumbling of the sky, like a million muffled thunders, the whole earth trembles like sifting chaff, the gravel is tumbling, and the tens of millions of enchanted puppets that have met under the city of Nyin in the Norman Empire are at a loss. , I thought it was an earthquake. At that time, Zhang Tie was in a **** battle with the Sanyanhui master at the head of Niyin City. With one enemy to three, he was about to fall into a crisis. Suddenly at this time, the entire Niyin City wall was shaking and crumbling. All the masters who were fighting were shocked. The blood-covered Zhang Tie seized the opportunity, swished, jumped away from the encirclement, and suddenly jumped from the top of the city to the top floor of the more than 20-meter-high city gate. Look from a distance..."

Having said this, the storyteller has already stood up, put his hands on the pergola, and made a gesture of looking into the distance.

"Zhang Tie looked into the distance and was shocked in his heart. Oh, a white line in the distance, like a rolling sea of ​​clouds, as high as a hundred meters, directly rushed from a distance with an unstoppable force. This is the power of heaven and earth. Guest officials, guess what that white line is..."

"Speaking of this, everyone can still remember that there was a marshal in the Norman Empire named Lin Changjiang, who was also a member of my Taixia Chinese. Speaking of this Lin Changjiang, that's great, his true identity, I came from too summer. , As a disciple of the Tianjimen, came to the Weiyi subcontinent by the order of the teacher several decades ago to prepare for the fight against the demons. After coming to the Norman Empire, Lin Changjiang presided over the construction of the largest water conservancy in the northern part of the Norman Empire. The project was to build an imperial dam. The imperial dam was 600 miles away from Niin City. The white line was the imperial dam in the northern part of the Norman Empire that Marshal Lin Changjiang ordered to blow up. The flood that poured down from the dam, how much is the flood, 80 billion cubic meters, you know how much the 80 billion cubic meters of floods are, it is overwhelming, if 80 billion cubic meters of water rushes to my Miyun County, the entire Miyun County will be melted. For a piece of Wang Yangze country..."

"This city of Niyin is exactly the killing of the Demon Clan's tens of thousands of demonized puppets arranged by Marshal Lin Changjiang. The secret gate of the heavenly secrets is a magical secret, a magical trick. As early as a few decades ago, even if the city of Niyin was here. During the second holy war, the Tiehuxia of the Ten Thousand Demon Legion will fall, and Marshal Lin Changjiang will also build a dam upstream of Niyin City to cut off the water in preparation for today’s killing..."

Hearing this, the audience in the dining room, who had already been in the play, heard a burst of exclamation.

"Marshal Lin Changjiang didn't know that Zhang Tie was fighting the demons in Niyin City, and Zhang Tie didn't know that Marshal Lin Changjiang had arranged such a killing game. Hearing the sound in the distance, the few who were fighting Zhang Tie The masters of the Three Eyes Society of the Demon Race also jumped into the air and looked into the distance. When they saw the sights in the distance, all of them could not help being frightened. The whole person was scared away at once. With two souls and six souls, one by one, without saying anything, all of a sudden, he used the strength of suckling and threw down Zhang Tie and ran away. He only hated his parents for giving them two legs. The white line is like a galloping horse, struck in the blink of an eye, smashing through the mountains and breaking the sea, and in the blink of an eye, it rushes through the city of Niyin and instantly smoothes everything in the city of Niyin. Its power is more powerful than the most powerful knight. It's a hundred times more powerful, unstoppable..."

"The tens of thousands of demons were defeated in the blink of an eye. They flew desperately one by one, just wanting to survive in this flood and the might of heaven and earth. If it were someone else, under this situation, it was already in danger, and Zhang Tie laughed and yelled when he saw the monstrous waves coming over a hundred meters high. God helped me!"

"After saying this, Zhang Tie jumped up from the top of Niyin City again, and stepped on the turbulent waves, showing the Yasha Tread Waves he used when the heroes of Qianlong Island saved the United States. His supreme water-preventing skill is like stepping on layers of steps, like a patrol yaksha, and like a water dragon, stepping on the waves, looking down on the tens of thousands of demons and wolves running under him, defeating them!"

"In that water, no matter how many Demon Legions are like mud, how can they be Zhang Tie’s opponent? Zhang Tie walks on the ground like a flat ground in the water. With a wave of a long sword in his hand, those demon Legions are struggling in the water. The billowing head flew up, Zhang Tie stepped on the huge wave, holding a long sword, just like Nezha's mind, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with the masters of the three demons who had just besieged him. When two swords go down, two heads fly up..."

"After Zhang Tie killed the two masters of the Demon Race, when he wanted to find a third person, he was no longer visible. Zhang Tie didn't care about it at the time. He just continued to kill the Demon Race that went up and down. Called a hearty, Zhang Tie did not expect at the time that it was the three-eyed master of the Demon Race who escaped, and in the following days, he would actually give him a great credit..."

"When it is, there are poems to prove it, as the saying goes-the billowing waves are soaked in blood, the young man is like a dragon and the hero, the secret of heaven breaks through thousands of demons, and the Yaksha steps in the city of Niyin..." After the poem was finished, the storyteller was again " He slapped the gavel with a bang, "Foresee what will happen to the Legend of the Dark Iron Heroes, please listen to the next time!"

As the word solution fell, regrets and complaints suddenly sounded in the dining room of the inn.

"Ah, I just broke off the climax..."

"Go on, keep on talking..."

Someone in the audience started booing, and the storyteller held his hands and gave a ringing ceremony, "Guest officers, the little old man has a dry mouth at the moment, an empty belly, and his breath is unsustainable. It is really difficult to continue. If you like to listen, continue to come tomorrow. At the end of this, Xiao Lao Er will make another advertisement for Boss Feng. At 8 o'clock tonight, Boss Feng will order the eight great oirans in Xuantian City in Lifang Garden and stage a song "The Peony Pavilion" in Lifang Garden. , Lifangyuan will not accept theater tickets tonight. All you need to do is to support Boss Feng in fighting for the countryman in Xuantian City!"

After talking about this, Mr. Storyteller walked off the storyteller, said hello to shopkeeper Liu, and left...

In the dining room, no one noticed that a big man who was like an iron tower and wearing a hat was in the corner of the dining room on the second floor, watching the storyteller leave with some stunned eyes, with tens of thousands of grass and mud horses running past...

Grandma, when did I kill the demons in Niyin City!

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