Huo Wang has returned to his palace.

But at this moment there was a roast chicken in front of him.

He didn't eat anything except tofu in the casserole fish soup before.

I didn't take a sip of the soup.

I didn't eat a piece of fish either.

But the tofu was not left at all, and it was all eaten.

Although there is a roast chicken right now.

But he didn't have the heart to move.

Huo Wang is still thinking about what he saw in the royal city today.

The craftsman who blows the candy.

The two father and daughter who were selling spring noodles along the street.

And the drunkard and swordsman who said he was coming to kill him at the restaurant.

He didn't know if he was sitting like this, waiting for him.

But Huo Wang was indeed holding the sword in his hand.

He also instructed the Xuan Crow Army.

If someone breaks in tonight, don't stop it.

Just let him come to find him.

This is not too much suppose.

But Huo Wang is convinced that he has the ability to protect himself.

What's more, he was really interested in this drunkard and swordsman.

But more of it is to the sword in his hand and the person who gave the sword.

The weather at dusk is far less sunny than before.

The lights have not yet arrived.

There was already wind on the street.

Looks like this.

I can't escape a rain tonight.

The sun has not yet begun to completely settle.

However, the coolness after this wind can still make people feel a lot of pleasure in their body and mind.

Drunkard and swordsman walk on the long street.

This street is not only the most prosperous street in the royal city, but also the most prosperous street within a radius of three thousand miles nearby.

However, his mood was not as colorful as the prosperity of this street.

Because he has no goal at this moment.

kill.

It's too early now.

So he just wandered around the long street aimlessly.

Walk from the eastmost end to the westmost end, and then turn back.

He saw many women who had finished their supper and finished their housework, making an appointment to go out for a walk in groups of three or three.

Occasionally, I set my steps before the peddler carried the load and chattered.

But often, in order to make a box of gouache, it is a few cents cheaper, and I can sing a double act with my companions.

The drunkard and swordsman looked at each of these people's faces and shook his shoulders in loneliness.

Because they all seem to live very relaxed and casually.

Although it may take several days to eat a good meal of meat.

But he already has his own place to stay in this royal city.

With a lover who has been with you for life, and the bloodline continues.

Even if you can only eat steamed dishes and stews on weekdays, your life is very sweet.

He looked at the sword in his hand and the boots under his feet.

Suddenly I felt that I was a little out of place with these people on the long street.

If the person who comes and goes by will sweep his eyes, he will stay on his body for a while.

This is not a good thing...

For others, you will definitely be very happy to attract other people's attention.

But it is really not a good thing for this drunkard and swordsman.

If he is famous all over the world, this will become the norm.

But for him now, he should still integrate into it like a lot of people.

Otherwise, before he arrived at the royal palace, he would be stopped by the soldiers who were patrolling the city to interrogate him.

And he is not a person who can lie easily.

He will tell you what he wants to do.

So the best way to avoid exposure is to not attract attention at all.

So he decided to buy a piece of clothing.

Change another pair of shoes.

If it is still early, go to the nearby bathhouse to take a shower.

He hasn't bought clothes for a long time.

The impression of clothes is still at the stage of pulling the cloth shop and then going to the tailor to measure the size.

But at this time, he saw a ready-to-wear shop on the left side of the street.

He didn't understand the meaning of the three words "prepared clothing store".

But through the door, he saw that the store was covered with already sewn sets of clothes.

The drunkard and swordsman walked in.

The waiter who was supporting the inside was too lazy to go up to serve him at first sight.

After all, such a ragged customer can't afford any good clothes.

Not to mention the shattered mouth, it is already a big deal to be able to get a silk shirt in the end.

But the second glance saw the sword in his hand.

I saw the densely inlaid pearls on the hilt of the sword.

"Master! What do you need? I'll recommend it to you?"

The waiter immediately changed his appearance, walked out from behind the counter, and said with a flattering smile.

"Master? Why do you call me Master?"

The drunkard and swordsman are a little strange.

"Look at your temperament! You are just a master in the martial arts world!"

The waiter said.

He stretched out his right hand and gestured the drunkard swordsman from beginning to end.

The expression on his face was even more respectful.

The drunkard and swordsman laughed secretly in his heart.

‘The Master of Jianghu’.

This is the first time he heard of this word.

There are prodigal sons and heroes in the world, but I just haven't heard of this master in the world.

If there is a master in the world.

Then can this world still be considered a world of world?

The drunkard and swordsman sighed.

He didn't want to speak up and argue with the waiter.

He could understand the waiter's thoughts.
To be continued...