Cao Zhengchun was bound to lose to Zhang Ping until he was accidentally recruited. Then he did not hesitate to flicker and swept back. However, he just swept out more than ten feet only to find that Zhang Ping did not know when he had stopped in front of himself again.
See Zhang Ping is not in a hurry to start work. Instead, Cao Zhengchun smiled slightly. "The purple blood Taoist priest visited the palace twice, and he must have been looking for something. There was a misunderstanding before Cao Mou. I don’t know what the purple blood Taoist priest needed. Please say that he has been familiar with it here for decades in the palace, and he must be able to help the purple blood Taoist priest." Even so, Cao Zhengchun has nothing to relax. If something is wrong, he can send a thunderbolt to Zhang Ping at any time.
Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Good grandfather Cao is really a wise man, and I like to talk to wise people. I heard that there is a Tianshan Snow Lotus in the palace. Could you please send someone to get it and turn around and leave?"
Yu Pingping didn’t kill Cao Zhengchun, but Cao Zhengchun was in the wind, but here, after all, several masters around Cao Zhengchun territory kept coming here. Zhang Pingping would be seriously injured even if he could kill Cao Zhengchun. Even if he could barely rush out of the palace, there would be a eyeing Zhu Shi who would not miss this opportunity.
Cao Zhengchun looked at Zhang Ping and told the leader of an East Factory who had just come to his side for a while, and then he continued to keep Zhang Ping in a state of confrontation. In a short time, the man came back with a brocade box in Cao Zhengchun and motioned for the man to throw the brocade box.
Zhang Pingli held off the brocade box and checked it by mistake. Only then did he flicker and disappear in the vast darkness. However, Zhang Ping didn’t know that he had just left Cao Zhengchun and couldn’t help spitting out a big mouthful of blood. Then he ordered "Send me back quickly" to be continued.
Chapter one hundred and ninety Street two or three things
Going to the palace, Zhang Ping waited for the right and left, but he didn’t wait for Cheng Fei to come out. This can make Zhang Ping anxious. At any rate, his apprentice can’t help but have an accident in the palace. Otherwise, it is not good for Zhang Ping.
Seeing that the morning light is gradually emerging in the east, and the palace is now heavily guarded, Zhang Pingde Nai temporarily retreats to prepare for the sunset.
Will this accident blackmail Tianshan snow lotus carefully away Zhang Ping leisurely walked to the residential area.
In the early morning, the stars and plants on both sides of the road are stained with a little crystal dew. At this time, the sun has just shown a little immature face and is ready to live. Many people have already left the warm bed.
At this time, the early stalls on the street have been set up early, and a huge oil pan is supported in the middle. The pie that has just been wrapped is skillfully thrown into the oil pan by the stall master. Soon, the golden fried pies are swirled from the oil pan.
Beside the oil pan, there is a small cylinder with two ends carrying and one end with a big belly, and the cotton pad is wrapped tightly; At the other end, there is a copper pot in a square frame. The pot is filled with bean curd brine and there are bowls and spoons around it.
At this time, the pedestrians in the street are still sparse and sit for breakfast. Naturally, there are even fewer people. Zhang Ping found a back seat, sat with his right hand and waved a row of big money from his sleeve. The man quickly collected the money and soon brought a bowl of hot bean curd and two golden fried pies.
Just after Zhang Ping had just finished eating breakfast, he got up and got away from the time when a familiar sound suddenly came not far away.
"What about here? It’s the most famous breakfast snack gathering place in Beijing. People who are bored in the palace every day like you must have never eaten it. Today, your brother and I are in a good mood, so I’ll take you to have a taste."
Then a girl voice followed, "Hey, we came out to find Master, not to eat snacks. Where is our master?"
As their voices approached, Zhang Ping saw a young man with a blue robe and a golden suit coming in the direction of Zhang Ping with his back to him. As he walked, he smiled at two girls who were obviously disguised as men and said, "Our master’s purple blood demon said that his old man’s house has always been a game player. Let’s go eat some snacks first, but how can we find our master if we don’t have enough to eat? Besides, have you brought money out of our master?"
Just as Cheng Fei was about to turn around and express Zhang Ping’s love for money, he suddenly found a familiar figure standing in front of him.
Then Cheng Fei stammered to Zhang Ping: "Master Shi, you are so interested in coming here for breakfast today. Well, I’m …"
Later, the girl disguised as a man behind Cheng Fei rushed to push Cheng Fei to Zhang Ping and said, "Master is inviting disciples to worship him."
I really want to bow down when I say it. However, Zhang Ping’s hands are full of softness and tenacity, which makes Yunluo unable to bow down at last.
Cheng Fei quickly said to Zhang Ping at this time: "Master, I think this Timimi Chen is still very sincere in accepting her as a disciple."
Zhang Ping stared at Cheng Fei’s side face, which was full of murderous look. He cried and made Cheng Fei shut his mouth. Then Zhang Ping said to Timimi Chen lightly: "Timimi Chen, whether he is an iron-hearted god or a martial arts master of Cao Du in the East Factory, is not in me. Timimi Chen will go further and further. Besides, there are special reasons why people are used to taking a trip. Timimi Chen still has to go home and leave." Zhang Ping then turned and walked away.
After being rejected by Zhang Ping, Timimi Chen not only didn’t give up, but also inspired a obstinacy. Then she took her maid’s hand and quickly chased Zhang Ping and Cheng Fei away.
However, Zhang Ping pulls Cheng Fei, and every time he takes a step in the crowd, it’s like meeting a huge ship in the sea and splitting a path involuntarily.
When Timimi Chen left and right in the crowd and finally walked out for more than twenty feet, Zhang Ping and Cheng Right and Wrong had already disappeared into the vast sea of people.
Cheng Fei saw that Timimi Chen had disappeared, so he couldn’t help worrying and said to Zhang Ping, "Master, Timimi Chen, where is she? She’s actually not bad, but although her martial arts are so-so, she’s too naive. She’s afraid that something will happen to her alone, Master. Why don’t we go and see her?"
Zhang Ping listened to Cheng’s nonsense and said to Cheng: "I don’t think you are so concerned about this Timimi Chen because you want to marry her as your wife?"
Cheng Fei-fei kept scratching his head with his head down at this time, saying, "This, this …"
Zhang Ping then continued to say to Cheng Fei: "Look at you like this, but you haven’t really experienced Jianghu before. You don’t know that Jianghu is sinister. Didn’t you find a bunch of tails behind you when you and this Timimi Chen sneaked out of the palace?"
As Zhang Ping spoke, he suddenly saved himself from a fruit stall and caught two people out. Then Zhang Ping said to Cheng Right and Wrong, "Don’t go and wait for me to take care of some small tails and I will naturally come to you."
Stay right and wrong just nodded away from Zhang Ping, and the two people in his hand cried and sucked dry, and then he spit and killed them instantly.
Seeing that the people in the street of the dead suddenly made a mess, many vendors even came to pick up the stalls and hurried to make birds and animals disperse. It didn’t take a moment ago that the busy long street had become swinging.
At this time, a small tea stall in the distance, dressed in white and holding a folding fan, is slowly drinking tea. The man sits with his back to Zhang Ping and looks at him calmly. It seems that everything around him is different
As the man put a cup of strong tea in his hand to Zhang Ping, he said to himself, "Purple blood demon’s eyesight, lightness skill and claw technique are really remarkable. I admire a cup of strong tea and ask you to taste it."
Then I saw his folding fan strike another cup of tea bowl on the table, which cried like a piece of catkin flying in the middle and slowly flew to Zhang Pingfei to be continued.
Chapter one hundred and ninety-nine overreached east factory experts
Speaking back to the white man, he poured a deep force into the tea bowl and struck Zhang Ping. Although the blow seems to be slow, the tea bowl is full of a quintessential force, like a bomb, which may explode at any time.
However, when the tea bowl flew three feet in front of Zhang Ping, it suddenly stood in the middle and stopped moving forward. At this time, the white man turned around and quickly pushed the tea bowl with his right hand, which was stimulated by the other party’s force to detain Ling Zizi.
However, as for the other side, the tea bowl turns faster and faster, but it can’t be pushed until the white man’s face gradually appears cold sweat. At this time, if it turns fast, the cup can’t support more force to instill and detain the fried fragments.
Zhang Ping looked at the pieces of the Chinese tea bowl in front of him and suddenly smiled and said, "So good tea is not as good as many Lele. Please come from afar."
Then these fragments cried and flew out in all directions. These fragments wrapped Zhang Pingtong’s skill and power, which was more powerful than ordinary crossbows.
As these fragments shoot out seven figures dressed in different clothes, they will fly out of their respective blocks and dodge, and then they will all come to the side of the white man.
Zhang Ping’s eyes swept away. Judging from the posture and strength of just a few people, how many of these people are second only to TIANYA DUAN and Guihai, and it is not weak to have a kung fu left.
First, the man in white said, "The purple blood Taoist priest is magical in Pei, and Luo Jusheng is here on behalf of the East Factory Cao Duzhu. Tian Yingjie has always admired such heroes as the purple blood Taoist priest who accidentally injured him in the palace that year. That’s also the duty of Cao Duzhu. But there are some fierce waves just now. Please forgive me."
Zhang Ping laughed. "It’s a big joke. If it weren’t for you people who still have some points, all of you would have died here today. Cao Zhengchun still wants to sit at the root of the people. It’s an idiotic dream. In the end, he is just a slave. Even if the emperor visits, he will be regarded as a mortal and a summer worm. Get out of here."
At this time, a slightly chubby goatee dressed in Tsing Yi silks and satins suddenly shouted, "How dare you give a gift to Governor Cao? I’m going to teach you a lesson today to let you know what a little place is."
After saying his word, the man has drawn a single knife, and a record of five Ding Mountains suddenly cut it at Zhang Ping. The thin and straight single knife actually gives people a feeling of heaviness. At the same time, an inch of long knife is holding back and forth at the tip of the single knife, and it comes straight to Zhang Ping’s chest with a whirring wind.
Other people who came to the East Factory with him saw that they were slightly dissatisfied with the third gear of the East Factory, and their feelings faded a lot. After all, the martial arts people respected the martial arts people the most, and the third gear was obviously recognized by all.
Seeing Zhang Ping didn’t respond until he was single-handedly close. The third stall leader couldn’t help feeling smug, and then he thought that this purple blood demon road was just a hollow reputation. Today, I, Xu Jin, will prove to Cao Du that Xu Jin is the most suitable candidate for the second stall leader of the East Factory.
Xu Jin’s face couldn’t help showing a smile when he thought of his detached position as the second leader of the East Factory. He seemed to see a number of money, beautiful women and horses, a mansion waving to himself, a number of officials worshipping him, and a number of martial arts experts bowing to himself, and he might one day be able to further become a person, and ten thousand people are calling the shots in the court.
However, when Xu Jin’s blade was in contact with Zhang Ping, when he killed koo people in the past, the feeling of being carefree in cutting into flesh and blood didn’t come at all. Instead, he felt that a single knife was like being split in a piece of the most solid rock, which was a strong anti-seismic force. Then Xu Jin suddenly felt a cold voice when he grabbed the neck with one hand. "Didn’t fool Cao Zhengchun tell you?" Tong Gong is no longer there. Cao Zhengchun, with your three-legged cat kung fu, has also come to challenge the seat and go to hell to wake up. "
With a crisp "click", everyone saw that Zhang Ping threw Xu Jin’s body aside like a piece of garbage in a small garbage dump. The once-mighty third stall leader of the East Factory finally buzzed through the garbage dump after his death.
Several other people consciously fighting skill Xu Jin difference as if even though it is higher, it is really limited. Seeing that Xu Jin was killed by Zhang Pinghao’s resistance ability, one by one, they couldn’t help but retreat. In their hearts, they secretly planned for a while. If Zhang Pingbao suddenly attacked, they should consciously escape.
Zhang Ping seemed to see through their thoughts and then said lightly, "Luo Jusheng, please come and have a cup of tea instead of indecent assault, and then invite you to eat a pear. You can go when you finish eating the pear."
Zhang Pingyan didn’t wait for the other party’s reaction. His right hand waved at the roadside stall, a pear and a shape of suction entranced to suck the pear up. Then the pear was rotated for a moment at Zhang Pingzhang’s palm, and it was directed at the Luo Ju by Zhang Pingzhang.
Luo Jusheng, who has seen Zhang Ping’s kung fu, knows that if he can’t pick up Zhang Ping’s move, I’m afraid that he and others will die here, so he sees that his face is red and gurgling, and his strength is flowing from his hands and he goes straight to the pear.
This Luo Jusheng is a Shaolin deserter. Shaolin authentic Dharma power has reached several advanced levels. At this time, he is at the head of life and death, but all efforts are made to urge Dharma power. At that time, the pear also has general control, and he took it away.
But on the other side, Zhang Ping is not worried at all. Seeing the pear without Zhang Pingli’s assistance, she kept trying to kill in Luoju and was finally controlled by Luoju.
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This finger seems to be mediocre in power, but there is a strange chill along Zhang Ping’s forefinger when Fang Yi Cao Zhengchun protects the true qi. This chill is not only concise, but also destroys Cao Zhengchun’s body everywhere as soon as he enters Cao Zhengchun meridians, and it is suppressed in the atrium by thirty percent of his strength.
