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Beggars begging!

All kinds of noise reverberated in the room for a long time and could not be dissipated, so Sumo was not annoyed but happy.

"Great!"

He is most short of time right now, he didn't expect that the first world he entered would have such a big time difference when Doze came to deliver a pillow.

Eight hundred to one.

What a concept.

It is equivalent to 12 hours in the world where Sumo's body is, and he will spend 400 days and nights here.

This is even more exaggerated than one day in the sky and one year on the earth.

Hearing the noise outside and feeling his weakened but still strong body, Su Mo laughed out loud after a long absence.

In this smile there is the arbitrariness to break through the emptiness of the world of mortals, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fishes to leap high.

The laughter continued for a long time, causing many vendors downstairs to look for the source of the laughter in surprise.

The Daliang Kingdom has gone through six generations and four dynasties of emperors, and now it is the No. 20 five-year reign of Emperor Xuande.

It was rumored that when the battle between Emperor Taizu and the remnants of the previous dynasty was in full swing, suddenly a fire fell from the sky, and all the remnants of the previous dynasty were wiped out overnight.

Up to now, Daliang's national power is becoming stronger and stronger.

The reigning Emperor Xuande ruled Qingming, and established Xuanwu Guards to monitor warriors from all over the world.

Yangzhou.

Zhangjun County City.

Lian Cang City.

Little snowflakes are mixed in the north wind, blowing on the faces of every pedestrian in a hurry.

A few miscellaneous soldiers were wearing big padded jackets, leaning on the gate of the city, yelling loudly at the people entering the city.

"There's a curfew soon. Those who have money will stay in hotels, and those who don't, go and go, go there."

Most of the people who enter the city through the east gate are poor people, and there is not much profit to be squeezed.

After collecting the entrance fee, a few lazy men drove away the people entering the city like flies.

After entering through the east gate, to the east is the slums that the soldiers said.

Su Mo was wearing a shabby long coat, his face was wrinkled and wrinkled, mixed with coal black, he looked like a poor old man who had reached the end of his life.

After the miscellaneous soldiers took a look, they naturally regarded him as a refugee who came to the county, and drove them to the so-called slums.

It was already the middle of winter, and no one knew that it had been more than three months since he came to this world.

After staring at the many white papers hanging on the city gate, Su Mo strode into it as if nothing had happened.

When Su Mo's figure disappeared into the wind and snow, a piece of white paper hanging on the city gate was blown by the cold wind and fell to the ground leisurely.

The leading soldier yelled bad luck, spit on the back of the paper, and rubbed it again.

After sorting out the front of the crumpled white paper, and pasting the big characters of the title, the leader stood back.

"Officer, is this a wanted criminal? The man who went in just now is a bit similar."

A man with a simple face and a thin body said timidly.

"Go, go, whoever is hanging on this is not the Wang Yang Bandit, let's just say the mind-destroying demon Somo on this paper. It is said that people who are killed by this demon have all their tendons and veins broken, and even their hearts are beaten. into pieces, the scene is so terrifying"

"Since the initial reward of 30 taels of silver, this person has been chased by the government all the way, committing crimes everywhere, and now the devil who has 500 taels of silver has the strength of the peak of Ming Jin. How can such a person full of evil be mixed with you Kuhali enters the city?"

As he was talking, the leader seemed to feel that there were more people blocking the gate of the city listening to the story. With a wave of his hand, several people under his command kicked and beat him, scaring the crowd to roll and crawl.

Su Mo, who didn't hear the people behind him talking about him, hurried into the city, came to the inn and had a delicious meal, then asked Xiaoer to open the room and rested.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

The reason why Su Mo, who has been wandering on the tip of the sword, has not been caught by the government is not only because of his strength at the peak of Ming Jin, but also because of his boldness.

The inn where I stayed today is only two hundred steps away from the government office. Open the window of the room, and you can directly see the officials coming in and out of the yamen.

Even if these people wanted to break their heads, they would never have imagined that such a bandit Wang Yang lived beside him.

【Name: Sumo】

【Age: 68】

[Cultivation base: Ming Jin peak (Qi and blood decay)]

[Method: One layer of Vajra Palm, one layer of Flying on Grass, one layer of Vajra Strength]

After realizing the insights, Su Mo nodded in satisfaction.

It was only when he traveled to this world that he discovered that although there were no immortal cultivators in this world, it was farther along in martial arts than the world he was in.

It is even rumored that there are warriors who have reached the peak of the transformation realm, almost shattered the void, and soared in the daytime.

Although there was a time difference of 800, he never dared to forget that the crisis in the world where his real body was located was imminent.

If you don't make progress within a year, you can only die when you go back.

The world is different, and the language is of course different, but fortunately, the insight technique can help him understand the meaning of the characters. In a world with a low level of education, the language is also not complicated.

In just one month, basic communication is no longer a problem.

For the remaining two months, he went to various martial arts gyms in several places, hoping to obtain martial arts for the purpose of asking for advice.

Apart from the fact that his physical body is at the peak of Ming Jin, his martial arts in his previous life were extremely poor, so it's no wonder that he couldn't get the insight.

It's a pity that no martial arts gym is willing to take in a 68-year-old man as a disciple to teach exercises.

In desperation, Su Mo had no choice but to attack and kill at night in disregard of the morals of the world, and seize the skills.

In this world, seeing that time is getting shorter and shorter, with Su Mo's means and strength of fighting in the rivers and lakes for decades, it is not impossible to save the country and win the secret book.

For example, the warriors of the ancestral Vajra Palm can be completely suppressed and subdued, and there are two follow-up pavilion masters. There are at least hundreds of ways to beat them to get cheats.

"But, I don't want to do that..." Su Mo sighed leisurely in his heart.

Time waits for no one, a minute of delay is a crisis, he is not a rookie in the rivers and lakes, he knows how to choose.