How did I Become Emperor?

By the end of June, the heat is coming.

The heavens and the earth are like a large oven, and the sun shines like magma on all corners of the earth.

The air blew on people as if a fire was coming, burning them to ashes.

Such hot weather, surprisingly few pedestrians pass by on official roads. Even Xia Chan on the plum trees on both sides of the official road was listless, and it took a long time to call.

"Dad, we haven't seen anyone for half an hour, let's close the stall."

At this moment, beside the official road, in a humble tea stand, a boy in a kimono around the age of fifteen leaned on the table halfway, shaking the Kwai fan.

"Wait a second."

The middle-aged man next to him frowned slightly, staring at the mountains in the distance.

Although this official road is remote, at the junction of the two states, the sky is hot again, and there should be someone passing by. Why is there no profile in half an hour?

Suddenly, he saw the end of the winding official road, and it seemed that a figure appeared.

The figure kept leaping up and down, rushing from far to near, and a dozen breaths, people came outside the tea stand.

It was an eight-foot-tall, plain-looking blue shirt man.

He was wearing a pair of mang shoes, with silver swords and gourds hanging from the waist, and a green bamboo stick in his hand, like a poor swordsman from the rivers and lakes.

"Heroes please sit down!"

Mai boy jumped up immediately, wiped the table and chairs, and slipped: "What do the heroes want to drink? We have cold water, chrysanthemum, Pu'er, hawthorn tea ... but the best drink is a special cold Sour plum soup, do you want a bowl? It only costs ten penny! "

"Okay, then give me a bowl."

The T-shirt swordsman smiled slightly, and then put out ten bronze coins on the table: "Are there any fennel beans, give me a plate."

"Well! Please wait a moment, heroes!"

The teenager respectfully put away the copper coins, turned around and walked to the tea stand to prepare the sour plum soup.

The middle-aged man next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The swordsman looked impoverished, but smiled rather rude and easy-going, not like a villain.

"Heroes please use slowly!"

Soon, the teenager put a bowl of plum soup in front of the man in the blue shirt, and the fennel beans were brought over.

Strangely, the blue-shirted swordsman took out a jade and threw it into the plum soup, then took the bowl and took a sip.

"Nice! Sour plum soup is not mixed with water!"

The blue-shirted swordsman grunted after drinking a bowl, only feeling cold and sour, as if jumping into ice water.

He nodded with satisfaction, pushed the porcelain bowl, and lowered the gourd at the waist, and smiled: "Another bowl, by the way, fill me up."

"it is good!"

The young man looked happy and quickly took the gourd.

After a while, the teenager put the gourd on the table: "Heroes, your gourd is full. The trouble is a total of eighty pennies."

"Ok."

The Tsing Yi swordsman took out a piece of broken silver and tossed it to the boy, asking casually, "Should there be no robbers near here?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly replied: "Please be assured of the heroes. This place is close to Youzhou Jianye County, and the government often comes to inspect and clear the mountain thieves, nothing will happen."

"Is it?"

The blue-shirted swordsman smiled meaningfully, didn't speak, but quietly drank the plum soup and ate fennel beans.

This person is naturally Lu Gan.

He set out from Qingyang County and ran all the way along the official road. He left the Qingzhou border within four or five days and entered the 100,000-strong mountain at the border between the two states.

Along the way, he followed the official path and chose the remote path.

Sure enough, many robbers of robbers who blocked roads and robbed money were found on the road. Lu Gan was naturally polite and killed him all the way.

By the way, they also unplugged seven cottages, and rescued eighty-two women, including old and weak women and children.

Also harvested more than 300 gold, plus a pile of garbage martial arts cheats.

To our surprise, within these short ten days, Tianya Haijiao and Jingtao Palm have been elevated to the second level.

It's like nothing happens, without any hindrance.

Swordplay has also improved a lot.

In this way, within three months, his martial arts can be upgraded to the level of one or two levels.

Step on.

Suddenly, a horseshoe sound came into my ear.

Lu Qian frowned slightly.

After a moment, a black horse ran from a distance like a radio, and on the horse was a powerful middle-aged man wearing silver armor and a dartmaster.

Behind him were a few golden dart flags, embroidered with the four black characters of ‘Shenque Dart Board’.

Call.

The silver armor Hanle stayed at the dark horse, stopped outside the tea stall, took a few laps, and sharply looked at the three men of Lu Gan, very alert.

"Three, rude!"

The next moment, he arched his hands at the three of Lu Gan, pulled out a whistle from his cuff, and blew directly.

Three short and three long.

As the sharp whistle spread, dense horseshoes came in the distance.

A team of dozens of darts appeared together on the official road, rushing towards this side.

"The dart master actually doesn't follow the Yangguan path, but this path of sheep intestine?"

Lu Qian frowned, a hint of suspicion flashed in her heart.

At this time, the middle-aged stall owner has greeted him: "It was a dart master who was a dart, please, please. There is a cold plum soup, please!"

"Well, bring me all you can!"

In the procession, a silver-haired old man with bright eyes turned over and dismounted, one step into the tea shed.

Suddenly, the temperature of the surrounding hot air plummeted and became slightly cold.

"Xuan Xie body method, You Long Ba Gua Bu, Xun Bing internal strength, Xuan Bing is really qi. The cultivation should be around ninety tricks."

Lu Qian glanced, and the martial arts used by the old man immediately appeared in his mind.

Immediately after the silver-clad old man came in, there were two women who were fragrant and sweaty. They were pretty, twenty-seven, tall, and twenty-three years old, a little petite.

"This young man, take a table?"

Several dartists came over and arched at Lu Gan.

"please."

Lu Qian nodded slightly.

"Thank you!"

The dart master thanked him and sat down, whispering while drinking tea to quench his thirst.

Although they all seemed relaxed, their hands kept holding waist weapons, Yu Guang looked around guardedly, and a small half guarded the horse darts.

"This is a well-trained and experienced dart master."

Lu Qian nodded secretly, ready to get up and leave.

At this moment, the twenty-six-year-old tall female dartmaster frowned suddenly: "Dart, who do you say is the kind-hearted man who cleaned the mountain thieves for us? We came all the way and encountered eight burned-out cottages, mountains The thief died on the spot. This kind of local killing is not like the government. "

"Although I don't know who that person is, it's a certainty to be high. The dead bandit robber has a palm print on his chest. In a single blow, he doesn't know what sharp manipulation!"

The silver armored man said in a deep voice before.

"Not a single hit."

The old man in the silver suit put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, exposing his eyes, and spit out an astonishing sentence: "Every palm is shattered in the lungs and does not hurt the heart. Those robbers and thieves are alive and suffocated, suffocated and killed! And, not One style, but eight different styles! All are level styles! "

"what!"

Hearing the words of the old man in silver armor, a group of dart divisions were shocked on the spot and took a breath of air.

A person has practiced eight kinds of step manipulation? how is this possible! But the dart head has been doing darts for many years, and he is extremely experienced. His vision should not be wrong.

Twenty-three.

Lu Gan on the side silently added a sentence in his heart.

"Is it a master of Feitianjing?" The tall female dartmaster asked in surprise.

"How can Feitianjing masters have such carelessness." The petite female dartmaster sitting next to her smiled: "In my opinion, it should be a hero who is fighting for justice and killing the people!"

"Very reasonable! I think that this person is very likely the Wu champion who yelled in your dream last night! I seem to have heard you call the champion Wu Xiangxiang!"

The tall female dartmaster smiled.

"You you you! You nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, the petite female dartmaster blushed and pleaded, "I had dreamed of the martial champion Lu Gan, but I never called him to be equal! Besides, what can I dream about ... can it be taken seriously!"

"Oh oh! Someone thinks of a dream!"

The tall female dartmaster suddenly realized that she was joking again.

Suddenly, the dartmasters all around laughed, and the tea stand was full of joyful atmosphere inside and outside.

"Huh! That Wu champion is a peerless genius, and has sealed the king of Youzhou. He is the dream lover of a nine-billion girl in Daxuan. I dreamed that he was wrong!"

The petite female dart division was laughed at by everyone, her mentality collapsed, and she broke down.

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Suddenly, there was a voice beside him: "I don't think that the champion Wu Gan is the same."

Alas.

The crowd turned their heads violently, looking at those who spoke.

It was the blue shirt man with a bamboo stick beside him.

"Huh! The 19th-year-old Lu Zhuangyuan has cultivated to sixty tricks in the qi qi realm, defeating Gui Luo Kingdom, the genius of the Universiade Han Zhong, Bai Yuzhu, moving the world! Who are you, and you have What qualifications look down on Lu Gan? "

The petite female dartsman stared, and cast a gaze.

"Nineteen and sixty, is it great?"

The man in the blue shirt smiled indifferently, and arched his hand: "In the last name Wu, the single name is 19 years old, but it is already the pinnacle of the spirit, and the practice of 103.

"Lu Gan? In my eyes, he is a younger brother!"