"Good guy, I said why is it so familiar!"

Now, no other guests do it.

This storyteller has been in Mulin Mansion for more than a month, either fresh or has two brushes, which attracted a group of people to listen to it.

At this time, some old customers heard something was wrong and started shouting.

"this……"

The storyteller was a little panicked when he saw so many old customers, but he had seen the world. After all, he turned his eyes and said:

"The little old man may be old, so he remembers the bad guy! Then, next, the little old man will talk about Changliu Mountain!"

Bang!

Seeing that everyone was still making excuses, the storyteller immediately slapped the wood.

Seeing that everyone's voice became quiet, he followed the trend and said:

"You have heard of Xu Wenji, and Mr. Xu is going to suppress the bandits and stay, and he has already led a large group of troops to go?"

"Who doesn't know about this?"

Some customers are still yelling.

There are so many caravans coming and going to Mulin Mansion. The incident of Xu Wenji's suppression of bandits has long been rumored, and most of the people present have heard of it.

“Ha~”

Seeing that there was a response from the audience, the storyteller covered his face with a fan and chuckled:

"Do you know that Changliu Mountain wants to 'twelve cities' to repay the situation?"

"What?"

"Then Changliushan dares to attack the city?"

"That's Mr. Xu, do they actually dare?"

Now, the audience was in an uproar.

Obviously, they didn't know about this news.

However, the old man who was drinking on his own at the corner of the third floor window frowned and stood up. He looked into the hall downstairs and saw that he was a storyteller with no martial arts skills. He was a little strange.

Immediately, I spoke:

"Where did you hear about this?"

His voice was not high, but it suppressed all the noise from the upper and lower floors.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and everyone, including the storyteller, looked at the third floor. Ordinary people were shocked, and the people with martial arts were also shocked.

This move is really amazing.

"Who is yours?"

The storyteller was so panicked that he hurriedly bowed:

"The old man came with the caravan. On the way, he met a few refugees who fled famine. When he gave them a gift, he heard from them that it is said that there are already many cities in Dingyang Prefecture and have been robbed..."

Li Eryi felt sweat on his forehead.

Although he was not very knowledgeable, he had come into contact with many warriors, not only many of them, but he heard many of them in the days he had been with Wei He.

This old man exhaled and made a sound, and he was at least a warrior who had changed his blood six or seven times.

He can't afford to offend him.

"Dingyang Mansion..."

He glanced at him lightly, and Huang Sixiang seemed to be thinking.

Suddenly, Xu Wenji ordered to help Yang Yu, he followed Mulin Mansion all the way and secretly defeated many masters from the four masters.

Later, I heard that Yang Yu had left Mulin and wanted to leave, but I received a letter from Xu Wenji, saying that he would station him in Mulin's Mansion in case the eldest son stayed in the mountains and jumped over the wall.

At this time, it seems that this group of fierce men are targeting Dingyang Mansion...

"Sir, I'm worried too much. They are close to Dingyang Mansion, so they shouldn't come to Mulin Mansion..."

Put down the silver and settle the bill, Huang Sixiang was about to leave, and suddenly, his eyes condensed.

Huh ~

He looked out the window and saw a straight wolf smoke rising.

Then, there were loud drum sounds and shrill screams:
Chapter completed!