Immortal Martial God Chapter 2405: Poverty

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Prior to this, Xiang Nan still maintained a plan to escape every five days.

But now, almost the world's warriors are tracking Xiang Nan's whereabouts.

Xiang Nan can barely avoid the **** king, but he can't avoid the warriors of the world.

In desperation, he temporarily sealed his realm and lived as an ordinary person in the world of ordinary people, temporarily avoiding the limelight.

The dock.

Xiang Nan bare shoulders, carrying the last generation of grain into the port.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone, reflecting the beautiful pier into a pink picture.

Xiang Nan took out the towel, wiped his sweaty body, and smiled at the red clouds in the distance.

"Three years." Xiang Nan exhaled.

As an ordinary person, three years have passed. Shenzong's pursuit of Xiang Nan that day still did not stop, but it seemed to intensify.

But sometimes, Xiang Nan doesn't even want them to stop. If they are still looking for themselves, they can still live the lives of ordinary people.

The past three years have been extremely long for Xiang Nan, and he has almost forgotten his appearance as a warrior.

Although ordinary people’s lives are busy and tiring, they have a real sense of fulfillment.

In such a society, no one will be killed easily, and death is very far away from the common people.

Looking back on the road of martial arts with swords and shadows back then, it seemed like a dream from a world away.

"Little Dragon, go drinking!"

The porters washed their bodies and invited them enthusiastically.

A group of people went to the nearest tavern in three ways, talking and laughing, taking every minute seriously.

At the banquet, everyone held up cheap spirits, shouting five and six, all drunk.

Xiang Nan looked at everyone with a smile. He likes to observe everyone, everyone who is not related to him, and is willing to listen to them telling their own stories.

The days when there was no killing can be so colorful.

This kind of small gathering will be held every three to five. Xiang Nan has formed a habit.

"Little Dragon." A drunk brawny man put his arms around Xiang Nan's shoulders, and said with a smile: "When will you ask for a wife? Seeing that you are not too young, it seems that you are not in a hurry."

Xiang Nan smiled and shook his head: "Brother Liu, don't make fun of me."

Everyone roared with laughter, and a rather wretched-looking guy said: "People, Xiaolong, have a high-sightedness, and can't look at ordinary women at all."

The wine is booming, and the first floor is making noise, sometimes accompanied by the sound of tables, chairs and benches being knocked over.

Everyone poked their necks and looked out the windows, and saw that the street was already full of pedestrians, and a group of warriors in strong costumes were pouring into the tavern aggressively.

"It's a warrior!" The porters were all frightened, and hurriedly put down their wine glasses and stood up, respectfully waiting for the inspection of the "Master Martial Artist".

For ordinary people, the word warrior means flying away from the sky, omnipotent, and it must not be provoked.

About three days ago, a group of warriors came to this small seaside town, looking for a man named Tang Feng. In the past two days, more and more warriors came here.

Soon, a sound of footsteps came up the stairs, and a group of warriors appeared in front of Xiang Nan with cold faces.

Then Brother Liu hurriedly tugged Xiang Nan's sleeves and whispered: "Well, as long as we listen to the words of the master, there is no danger."

A warrior took out a portrait of Tang Feng, and while comparing each person's appearance, he asked if anyone had ever seen such a man.

Everyone shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

When I asked the wretched man, when he asked Xiang Nan when he was begging for his wife, the man was trembling with fear, and Peng fell on his back, unconscious.

The warrior who took the lead frowned and said: "Play dead? Beat him up!"

Three or five warriors, rolling their arms and sleeves, are about to punch the scared man, but the other workers dare not move.

At this time, Xiang Nan took the lead in holding the wretched man and supporting him up.

The warrior who took the lead turned cold, and said: "Why, you want to give him a head start?"

Xiang Nan shook his head and said: "I dare not, I'm just worried about my friends."

The martial artist Peng hit Xiang Nan’s face with a fist, and took Xiang Nan back several steps. The martial artist raised his fist and said: "You are a bit loyal to be strong. I only use one punch with one punch, otherwise it will make your head bloom."

"Believe it or not!" The warrior grabbed Xiang Nan's collar and asked, "Believe it or not!"

Xiangnan Road: "Letter."

The warrior sneered, took the portrait on the table, and said: "Pay attention to me! When you see this man, go to the City Lord's Mansion to report as soon as possible."

After that, the group of people walked away.

After the wretched man woke up, he was grateful to Xiang Nan and said: "Fortunately, Brother Xiaolong saved me. If they were seriously injured, my family would be hungry."

After being disturbed by the martial artist, everyone was not interested in continuing to drink. After saying goodbye, they went home to sleep.

After the warrior came, people were panic. The people hid at home early and didn't dare to come out easily.

Xiang Nan was walking alone on the street at night, when a cool breeze blew, he was happier drinking while holding a hip flask.

Such beauty and night breeze, I don’t know how long I haven’t enjoyed it.

After that, the situation got worse.

The entire seaside town is under martial law, and even the only dock is forbidden to trade, and it will not be opened for six months.

This group of porters who have been working for a day and eating for a whole day can be regarded as being forced to a dead end.

Fortunately, Xiang Nan is a lonely family member. Although he doesn't earn much money on weekdays, he still saves a little.

But it hurt the brothers who dragged the family.

Everyone has tightened their belts, smashed the pot and sold iron, to make ends meet, eat as little as possible, and have not had alcohol for a month.

That's the case, but I still can't bear the embarrassment of getting nothing.

Xiang Nan sat at the door of his little mud room to enjoy the cool, quietly watching the sad passers-by coming and going down the street.

Everyone is running for their livelihood and working hard for today's rations.

Night is coming, and a familiar figure on the street is drawn very long.

Xiang Nan held a pu fan, smiled and stood up to say hello: "Brother Liu, I haven't seen you for many days."

The middle-aged Brother Liu reluctantly smiled, but he opened his mouth, but he seemed to stop talking.

Xiang Nanqi said: "Could it be that you came to find me? But I need help if I have something."

Then Brother Liu hesitated for a while, but patted Xiang Nan on the shoulder, and said, "No, I haven't seen you for many days, so I feel so nervous about it, come and take a look."

"Sit in the house." Xiang Nan greeted him tightly.

"No, no, your sister-in-law is still waiting at home, so you have to go back quickly." Brother Liu gritted his teeth and said: "Little dragon, good, brothers can survive."

Looking at the back of Brother Liu going away, Xiang Nan thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, Xiang Nan stood outside the door of a small broken yard with a half bag of white flour.

There are adults crying and children crying, and the sister-in-law and Brother Liu are quarreling.

"I haven't eaten for three days! We can bear it, what about the children!"

"Aren't I thinking of a solution!"

"Do you think of a way? What can you think of? Yesterday, I didn't say that I went to Xiaolong to borrow some food, but I couldn't save my face! What about this young and old one!" "Don't say a few words, Xiaolong too It's not easy, a lonely child, come out to work hard alone, blame the poor, how can I open my mouth to him."