Rubik's Cube World

Kou and Xu, who had lost their expressions because of Fu Junzhuo's words, immediately brightened their eyes, and looked at Cheng Ito with hope in their expressions.

"Your chance has not come, so you can't say it, you can't say it." Ito Cheng, who secretly left a mark of the Flying Thunder God on the longevity formula, threw the longevity formula back to Kou Zhong, shaking his head mysteriously and said.

"Hey~" Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who reached out to take the formula of longevity, looked at each other, and they both let out a low sigh.

"Miss, do you mind accompanying me to make a mess?" Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows and said to Fu Junzhuo.

"I don't know each other before, so I won't accompany you!" Fu Junzhuo said coldly.

"Why bother." Ito Cheng sighed and shook his head and said, and then took a step, the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, appeared behind Fu Junzhuo, and slapped Fu Junzhuo's neck with a slap.

Under the induction of Qi, he found that Fu Junzhuo, who was attacking behind him, leaped out like a white rainbow, and turned around in mid-air, drawing his sword and slashing at Ito Cheng with piercing sword energy.

"Sure enough, the warriors in the world of Tang Shuanglong have a very strong sense, even if the level is not as good, they can use this sense to make a move or two against others." Ito Cheng secretly said with his palm missing.

But I thought so, but the movement did not stop at all, still resorting to a combination of instant movement skills Youfang footwork flashed and appeared behind Fu Junzhuo, who was in mid-air and had not yet landed, and was borrowing strength, with both hands out, "snap" There was a slap on Fu Junzhuo's body. [

Fu Junzhuo, who was hit by this blow, immediately turned over and landed on the side of the bank, and then continued to fly away into the distance without looking back.

This time, Ito Cheng did not launch an attack.

"You can't escape from my palm." Ito Cheng, who watched Fu Junzhuo go away, smiled lightly.

Afterwards, Ito Cheng glanced at the stunned Ssangyong who was stunned by the brief confrontation between the two, and then his figure flashed, disappearing from the sight of the two of them like a ghost, and returned to Yangzhou City, which had been under martial law.

"Master Ling, give me a hit." Kou Zhong said blankly.

"Why?" Xu Ziling asked inexplicably.

"Don't talk nonsense, just hit me quickly. Let me make sure if this is a dream." Kou Zhong urged impatiently.

Seeing this, Xu Ziling was not polite, waved his hand and slapped Kou Zhong's bare back hard, making a crisp "pa".

"Oh my god, Young Master Ling, do I have any grudge against you? I attacked so ruthlessly." Kou Zhong said with a strange cry, pretending to be aggrieved.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's go back and have a look." Xu Ziling said with white eyes and Kou Zhong.

"Okay." Kou Zhong agreed after hearing the words, and immediately crawled out of the stream with Xu Ziling, picked up the half-wet single clothes that had been exposed to the sun, and put them on again.Then he hurried back to Yangzhou City cautiously.

"I don't know if what that strange guy said is true..." On the way, Kou Zhong touched the formula of longevity in his arms which had been wrapped in oil paper again and whispered.

On the other side, Ito Cheng, who used a large-scale illusion, entered the city of Yangzhou again, and walked straight to Nanmen Market Street.

"There are still more than three months before Yang Guang moves to Yangzhou. Instead of waiting here, it's better to go directly to Chang'an to see the saint!" Ito Chengxin said, following the flow of people and walking towards Nanshi step by step.

"The only thing worth worrying about is how Yang Guang's mental state is, whether he possesses peerless martial arts like in the comic version. The spiritual realm is very condensed." [

At this time, accompanied by a burst of seductive aroma, it interrupted Ito Cheng's meditation and attracted his attention.

"Here we are." Looking at the small bun shop in front of the door full of people.And Ito, a beautiful woman standing in front of the stall selling steamed buns, said intentionally.

Immediately, Ito Cheng stepped forward and stepped into the steamed stuffed bun shop.

"My lord, what do you want?" The beautiful woman who even works as a salesperson and waiter --- Sister-in-law Lianbu moved lightly to Ito Cheng's side, and asked softly in Wuyin.

"If I want you, little girl, I don't know if I can satisfy you?" Ito Cheng looked up and down, wearing a white scarf on his head, his long black hair tied behind his head, wearing a plain robe, and a pair of pedals that have faded. Pink embroidered shoes, fair skin.The pupils are black and bright.Although the appearance could not be said to be the best, Mrs. Zhen teased like a playboy, but she gave people a very comfortable and attractive feeling.

"My lord, please be more self-respecting." Although I often get a little bit of fluff from rough-tempered folk husbands.But for the first time being molested by a handsome young man like Ito Cheng, Sister-in-law Zhen blushed, looked at the stove carefully and said softly.

"I'm not joking." Ito Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Sister-in-law Zhen's slightly calloused soft hand, and while playing with it, he said while looking at her with a wicked smile.

Sister-in-law Zhen didn't make many appearances in the Tang Dynasty, only a few episodes, but she was indeed a character worthy of pity, so Itocheng took the initiative to approach the Feng family with the intention of leading people out of the sea of ​​suffering and earning the power of the world. Baozipu intends to use some means to bring Mrs. Zhen out.

Of course, there is also some desire for beauty, otherwise there are so many suffering people in this world, why did he just find Mrs. Zhen?It's just that Ito Cheng, who has already seen his own nature, has long passed the time when he fell in love with a woman and insisted on getting her body... But if Mrs. Zhen volunteered, Ito Cheng would not be so stupid as to refuse. up.

"My lord, don't do this." Although she realized that she was being molested, she still had kind thoughts in her heart and said in a pleading voice, sister-in-law Zhen, who was afraid that Ito Cheng would be beaten by Lao Feng's tantrum.

"It's not up to you." Itocheng slightly exerted his arm, pulled the unstable wife into his arms, sniffed the faint body fragrance hidden under the strong smell of steamed buns on her body, with a look on his face He whispered ambiguously in her ear.

At this moment, because the movement was too big, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the bun shop.

"Sure enough, it's a disaster." A certain long-term customer grinned bitterly while eating the steamed stuffed bun, while looking at Ito Cheng and his sister-in-law in his arms with a gloating face, shaking his head and muttering.

"This kid is going to be unlucky." Another customer who was waiting for Mrs. Zhen to sell the buns and the rough man beside him laughed.

"Impossible, this young man has an extraordinary temperament, and Lao Feng's donkey would not really do it." A customer who heard the two talking next to him hesitated.

"It's not like you don't know about that old Feng. You really have to make up your mind. Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, it's useless. Let's wait and see the good show." The person who spoke before said.

Discussions like this immediately rang out in the bun shop.

"Which bastard is doing something to Ah Zhen, I won't cut him to death." Soon, accompanied by an angry shout, a white cloth apron was tied around his waist, and the skinny and ugly old man with his unlined clothes covered in flour was carrying it with an angry face. A thick rolling pin rushed out of the stove, quickly patrolled the bun shop and shouted loudly.

Behind him, another fat woman with a wide body and a bad face came out.

"Boy, let me let Ah Zhen go, or I'll kill you." Finally, his eyes fell on Ito Cheng, who was still holding Sister Zhen to prevent her from getting up from his arms. Old Feng curled his lips and spat on the ground , said harshly.

"Old man, I like her, let's make a price." Itocheng said softly, not caring about Lao Feng's threats.

"Not for sale!" Lao Feng refused very simply.

"Really not for sale?" Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Don't sell it, don't sell it, don't sell it!" Lao Feng said impatiently.

"Okay, if that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude." Itocheng sneered, and said with a violent wave of his arm, the table behind him immediately seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and a "hoo" came from Lao Feng. It flew by the ear, and slammed heavily on the stove doorway beside it, crackling and breaking into a pile of debris and falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the crowd of onlookers were immediately startled, and they all subconsciously moved away, fearing that they would be hurt by Ito Cheng's attack.In the same way, Lao Feng, who almost thought he was going to die, turned pale suddenly, but still glared at Cheng Ito stubbornly, and refused to let go.

"Fat woman, if you want to blame, blame your old man." Then, Ito Cheng cast his eyes on the fat woman aside and sneered, and then stretched out his hand again, and the fragments of the table that were scattered on the floor immediately flew up, While the woman's face was turning pale, she slapped her left leg bone violently, causing it to break apart with a light "click".

"Ah!" The fat woman who had suffered such a great crime immediately fell to the ground, howling miserably.

"If you don't want to continue to suffer, let Lao Feng hand over Zhenzhen's contract of selling herself." Itocheng said directly into the fat woman's ear, and then used his telekinetic power to grab a fragment and fly it to the fat woman. side, aiming at her other leg.

"Dead old Feng, do you really want me to kill me? Hurry up and take out the deed of prostitution of that stinky woman!" The fat woman who was really frightened shouted hoarsely.

Lao Feng, who was usually afraid of fat women, didn't know where his courage came from, so he gritted his teeth and insisted on ignoring the fat women's cries.

When Ito Cheng saw this, he was even more straightforward, and he manipulated the broken board to slap the fat woman's calf fiercely, breaking her other leg as well!

"Ah!" A more miserable cry sounded than last time.

"Old bastard, if you don't ask that stinky bitch to hand over the deed of prostitution, I'll bite you to death." A moment later, the fat woman who regained her strength looked at Old Feng with a ferocious face and yelled.

Old Feng looked hesitant and hesitant.

Ito Cheng didn't talk nonsense, and continued to pull out the broken board and beat the fat woman down. In order to prevent the man from passing out from the pain, he also stimulated the other party's spirit from time to time, forcing her to stay in the state of the situation.

In this way, after the four or five boards went down, Lao Feng finally handed over Zhensao's prostitution contract full of unwillingness.

"Isn't it over?" Ito Cheng, who had already let go of the contract of sale and handed it to his side, stood aside again, said disdainfully, and then took out a small golden bean and threw it in front of Lao Feng. , stood up, and while dragging Wei Zhenzhen, who was in a daze, to the outside of the steamed stuffed bun shop, he said softly, "That golden bean is money for your medical treatment, do you want it or not?"