Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 193 (Extra) Mr. Storyteller
Preface: People who talk about Jianghu have their own Jianghu.

"This Li Jianshen, how should we deal with the next dangerous situation?"

"How on earth can he deal with the mysterious passer-by when his realm has plummeted?"

"Hey, if you want to know what's going on, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down~"

With the storyteller dropping the board, this time the story has come to an end.The crowd around quickly dispersed, as if they had never been here before, but there were a few "proud" passers-by who gave away a handful of unlucky gas money. Although it was not much, it was enough for Mr. Storyteller's drink tonight .

The storyteller picked up a few coins on the ground, weighed them up, smashed them with satisfaction, and started to pack up his stuff.

"Sir! Sir!"

A child in the corner ran up to the storyteller, seeming to want to say something, but because he was running too fast, he had to take a big breath first.

"Don't worry, don't worry, speak slowly," the storyteller said, patting the child on the back.

"Sir, I want to hear another story from you,"

"That's not okay, I have something to do today,"

"Sir, don't circle me. You are just looking for an excuse to go to Qiaotou to warm a bowl of rice wine?"

"You are a little ghost, how can you be a hero like Li Jianshen?"

"I don't want to be a hero, I want to study, be an official, be a high-ranking official!"

"Sir, Mr., I understand the rules~ Here, the wine money," the child said in a very "proud" way after he patted down a few copper coins.

"Oh? Okay, just for your rare arrogance in ancient and modern times. Today, the master will open a small stove for you and tell you a story alone. How about it?"

"Okay, okay! Sir, where are you going to tell it? You said a few days ago that you were telling me a story, but I poured all the odds and ends of this month into the rice wine in your belly, but you said perfunctorily A bad street story, sir, this time, I want to be unique!"

"Okay, unique story, take one,"

Qiaotou restaurant, a bowl of warm rice wine, a plate of fennel beans, the story begins.

Once upon a time, there was a devil, a great devil.

She is a woman, and she doesn't know where her all-powerful ability comes from. There is still a mystery about her origin in the world.I only know that she is a female sword fairy, and that appearance, tsk tsk tsk, you are a child, so it is inconvenient for me to reveal it.

Cough cough cough, let's get down to business, this female devil, although she is a devil, but in her life, she has never killed a few times like those famous big devils in the Jianghu.The reason why she is called the devil is something later.

As the saying goes, a hero is saddened by a beauty.Back then, so many heroes and heroes bowed down under the pomegranate skirt of this female devil.Even, a high-ranking frontier feudal lord back then declared that whoever let her lie on his bed could come to the frontier to be a general with real power regardless of other matters!
Don't even think about it, there are people who did it, but those people died in the end, and many people died.

Well, they all died at the head of the bridge. The rivers and lakes back then were euphemistically called dying in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

As the saying goes, a beauty is sad to be a hero. This female devil who looks like an iceberg has really fallen in love with someone.

Well, a frail scholar.

The frail scholar didn't know her identity. They got married and lived in Qiaotou.The female devil opened a small tavern, where she usually warmed rice wine to moisten the throats of those poor men in the rivers and lakes, while the scholar concentrated on his studies and became a good official for the country and the people.Because there are no local ruffians, bullies, ghosts and monsters in this place, this loving young couple lived like this day by day without making any earth-shattering moths.

The peaceful break is funny to say the least.

The scholar was selected, and he was not an ordinary Xiaolongmen, but Xie Brown Tan Hua Lang.

If you win Tanhua, you naturally want to drink the Jinshi wine, you naturally want to live in the capital, and you naturally want to take your little lady over.

On the second day after the little lady arrived, she was molested by a dude with a big background in Beijing. Naturally, the scholar dared not speak out, and the female devil couldn't do anything for the sake of a stable life.

But who would have thought that that dude had a party with a group of cronies at home that night and told the story, and it happened that his powerful father heard about it.When his father heard the appearance of this so-called delicate lady, especially when he heard that the beauty mole under the left eye was so gorgeous, he was almost scared out of his wits.The next day, I went to the scholar's house to sit at the scholar's house under the name of a compassionate new subordinate, and saw the female devil, which made my guess even more firm.That night, Tanhualang's house was ransacked by the officers and soldiers. Seeing that something was wrong, the devil took the scholar and ran out of the capital.

After all, the capital is a capital, and there are still experts in it.

The female devil was no match for four hands, so she snatched a horse and asked the scholar to run quickly, but the scholar refused to listen and insisted on staying.

……

"Sir, what happened next?" The chief corner boy couldn't help but yelled when he saw that Mr. suddenly stopped, and his hunger appetite was hard to be satisfied.

"Don't worry, don't worry, Mr. Dai has a sip of rice wine to moisten his throat,"

cough cough.

The scholar looked at the enemy on all sides, and the person next to him who almost died for himself.

realized.

Whatever breaks the world, what breaks the official, just don't do it.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the lady is the biggest. If the lady doesn't like the capital, she can go back and continue to open a tavern and keep warming the wine...

What kind of a man is a scholar when he realizes that he makes his wife swallow her anger?
On that day, the scholar became a Confucian saint.

Those so-called masters in the capital were all frightened and ran back.

From then on, the scholar and the female devil lived a happy life, they indulged in the rivers and lakes, and finally opened a small tavern, and continued to warm the wine...

"Sir! Then this tavern, shouldn't they be the ones who opened it?" the child shouted innocently.

"How is it possible, what are you thinking, you brat?" The gentleman cursed with a smile, finished the last sip of rice wine, ate the last fennel bean, and walked out of the tavern.

It's very windy today.

Mr. tighten his dick thing.

It was the same size as when she rode the horse she brought.

(You can guess who he is.)
(End of this chapter)