: Deal with the move

"Well, I'm not interested." She didn't know how to practice, so why did she join the Immortal Sect? Are you looking for some people to take care of herself? She didn't have to be full and she was full.

"But if you want to cultivate immortals, you still have to enter the Immortal Sect!" Wang Tai scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "It's too early to say this now! I don't know if there is a spiritual root. If there is no spiritual root, it will be useless to say it."

Chu Qiantang nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's not bad."

When Yun Niang next to him heard this, she thought that even if she didn't enter the Immortal Sect, Xiaotang would be a cultivator. However, will she want to go to the Immortal Cultivation Realm in the future? After all, the Yunzhou Continent has no spiritual power and is not suitable for Immortal Cultivation.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there was such a little beauty in this town."

A frivolous voice came, and Chu Qiantang and others were drinking tea looked at the voice. They saw more than a dozen mercenaries with tiger backs and bears waists surrounding them with big swords, and their eyes were boring on Qiao Muxin wearing a veil and Yun Niang sitting upright.

Dong Cheng and Zhao Dazhuang stood forward, blocking the unrestrained gazes of the people, and shouted in a deep voice: "Things that are not eye-catching! Get out!"

"Ha! Even the two of you dare to whisper to us? I think you are seeking death!" The mercenary in front sneered, waved the big knife on his shoulders, and slashed at the two with a fierce look on his face.

When the tea stall saw that it was moving the knife, it was so scared that it turned pale and ran away in exclamation. The couple at the tea stall hid quickly when they saw it, and said to Yun Niang and Chu Qiantang: "Madam, young master, you can run away quickly! They can't afford to offend, and people will die."

Yun Niang saw those people with a fierce back and a fierce look, her face turned slightly pale. She was worried that Dong Cheng and Zhao Dazhuang were not opponents of those people, and that the slashing sword would come to them. At this moment, her hands covered her hands that were holding each other because of concern. She was stunned and turned to look, and saw her daughter looking at her softly. For a moment, her uneasy heart seemed to calm down.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm here!" Chu Qiantang gently patted the back of her hand, telling her not to worry.

Her mother is different from her. Her mother is an ordinary woman who has never danced with swords and guns or killed people. Therefore, when she sees these swords and swords, she will naturally feel fear and panic.

"Aunt Yun, don't be afraid, I will protect you too." Wang Tai patted his chest and blocked his front and said.

Seeing this, Yun Niang showed a soft smile on her face, and her tightly clasped heart gradually relaxed. She nodded gently, held her daughter's hand, and watched Dong Cheng, Zhao Dazhuang and the mercenaries in front of her.

"Mu Xin, Ye Zi, you have been practicing for a while, go and practice your hands!" Chu Qiantang signaled.

"Yes!" When the two of them heard this, they immediately responded, and their figure flashed and they rushed out to join the battle.

"Can they two be fine?" Yun Niang was a little worried.

Chu Qiantang poured her mother a cup of tea and said, "They usually practice with Dong Cheng, and Uncle Fu will take time to guide them. This time, I just want to see how they are."

"Xiaotang, do you think I want to go down to practice too?" Wang Tai asked back.

After hearing this, Chu Qiantang smiled and said, "Forget it!" As she said, she said to her mother, "Mom, when you look at the trend of the sword in their hands when they raise their hands and slash out, we have to see how he makes moves. As long as we look at how he makes moves, we can handle the moves and dismantle them."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!