"Then let's leave it at that, it's just a little regretful that we didn't help you this time," Cui Ming sighed.

"Don't say that, I remember your kindness to me!" Chen Ziang said firmly.

Cui Ming smiled and patted Chen Ziang's shoulder, "Don't be so pessimistic, in fact, it's good now, I'm also tired of fighting and killing for so many years, and I can enjoy the life of an ordinary person after becoming an ordinary person, maybe I will marry a wife and have children, hahahahaha"

Chen Ziang didn't know what to say, he couldn't tell whether Cui Ming was comforting himself or really his inner thoughts when he said these words, but even if it was his inner thoughts, Chen Ziang also felt extremely self-reproachful and guilty.

"Say goodbye, see you again in the future, farewell!" Cui Ming waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Farewell!" Chen Ziangqiang squeezed out a smile and waved his hand at Cui Ming's back.

The sun is setting, and the sunset that is about to set stretches Chen Ziang's lonely figure very long.

......

Luo Yucheng is a very small city, with a population that is even half of that of Utan City.

There are also fewer warriors here than in Utan City, and more people care about how to fill their stomachs every day, which is the foundation of life.

Guangjin Tavern, the only tavern in Luo Yucheng, obtained the word Guangjin in Guangjin of Caiyuan, which is very cheesy, but it expresses the boss's good wish to be rich and prosperous.

Guangjin Tavern is just a tavern, and the paint on the plaque outside the tavern has almost fallen off, which looks a little dilapidated and ancient, but who cares about this, the vast majority of people come to the tavern just to drink, not to talk about Fengyue.

"Look at the man, he's been in the tavern for three months, and he's drunk every day, and I've never seen such an alcoholic," said a freshly finished laborer, pointing to the corner.

"Yes, I see him every time I visit, and I don't know where he's from, but I haven't seen this person before," a carpentry friend of the laborers continued.

"Drunk and dreaming of death every day, maybe he has some unspeakable suffering, so he has to confide in the spirits" said a middle-aged man who had read books for several years.

The conversation was not deliberately suppressed, Chen Ziang heard it very clearly but ignored it, because he was just a passer-by to this city, and these people were just passers-by to him, he didn't know how long he would stay here, and maybe he would not go to other cities until he was tired of drinking the spirits here and wanted to change his taste.

Since saying goodbye to Cui Ming, Chen Ziang has tried hard to restore the fighting spirit in his body, but no matter what method he uses, he can no longer condense a trace of fighting energy, and he has become a complete ordinary person, or rather, a waste person!

After all, ordinary people have always been ordinary people, but for a martial artist, from having a strong fighting spirit to becoming an ordinary person, it is a wasted person!

After a month of hard work, he gave up completely, and at the same time gave up his love of life and fighting spirit, and found a small town to live in, and anesthetized himself with strong alcohol every day, so as to escape from reality, because once he sobered up, he would think of those who needed him, and he could not do anything about it......

Chen Ziang felt that his thoughts had just recovered for a moment, so he immediately raised the wine jar and poured it violently, the hot and inferior wine went down his mouth into his stomach, and soon his thoughts were blurred a little, and he showed a satisfied smile, which seemed to others to be nothing more than a drunkard's drunken smirk.

His appearance at the moment is really worthy of the word drunkard, not only is he addicted to alcohol, but his appearance is also like a ghost, the clothes on his body are already black and he has no heart to change, and he has several big holes, his nails are full of muddy dirt, his face is even more unkempt, and his beard and hair have not been tidied for a long time, like a homeless man.

The tavern owner glanced at Chen Ziang in disgust, if it weren't for the fact that he could pay for the wine every time, he would have driven him away long ago, after all, such a person in the store would also affect the appetite of other customers to drink.

The bartender silently counted in his heart, this guest's alcohol is getting bigger and bigger, he only drank three jars of wine at this time yesterday, and today he has already drunk four altars.

A fat man in a silk robe walked into the store, followed by two guards, both guards are fighters realm, for other places, fighters may only be the beginning of the fighting spirit, but in a place like Luo Yucheng, the status of fighters is much more noble than ordinary people.

"Yo, Li Gongzi is so Yaxing today, come to my store to drink?" When the boss saw that Li Gongzi of the Li family was coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, with a smile on his face.

"Yes, it's boring to drink too much wine in the house, come to your store for a change of taste, and bring the best wine in your store!" Li Xun said proudly.

"Where is this, I don't know how many times more expensive the wine in Li Gongzi's house is than the wine in our small shop, but although our wine is not as good as the wine in your house, Li Gongzi is interested, I will definitely entertain Gongzi with the best wine!" After the boss finished speaking, he beckoned the bartender to bring out the good wine.

After Li Xun sat down, he smelled a foul smell, followed the smell and saw Chen Ziang sitting in the corner, so he stood up and walked in front of Chen Ziang, and shouted arrogantly, "You, get out of here, don't sweep the Yaxing where I drink" After speaking, he also took out three silver coins from his pocket and smashed them on Chen Ziang's head, as if as compensation for his departure.

Chen Ziang raised his head and glanced at Li Xun disdainfully, smiled and then continued to drink regardless of it.

"Hey, you kid!" Li Xun was about to make a move, but he was afraid of provoking a strong man who shouldn't be provoked, so he turned around and asked the guard next to him softly, "Is he a martial artist?" What a realm?"

The fighter-level guard sensed it and said confirmatively, "Don't worry, Childe, this is just an ordinary person, I can't feel a trace of fighting energy fluctuations from him."

Li Xun also asked the tavern owner at the same time, and after learning that Chen Ziang was only drinking every day for three months, he determined that Chen Ziang was just a rotten drunkard, and this kind of drunkard was the most unbackstage person.

Li Xun suddenly became angry, and said loudly to the guards, "You two, set him up for me."

One of the two guards carried one of Chen Ziang's arms and pressed him against the wall of the tavern, Chen Ziang had no strength to resist at this time, there was no trace of fighting spirit in his body, and he was still soft and weak after being drunk, and he couldn't lift his strength.

"Damn, I told you to get out, damn it!" Li Xun rolled up his sleeves and punched Chen Ziang in the lower abdomen, and then punched one punch after another.

Chen Ziang was already uncomfortable after being drunk, and he felt even more uncomfortable being beaten like this, but it was much lighter than the discomfort in his heart, and he didn't expect that he would one day be bullied by these rabble in such a small city, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

The truth is that the dragon swims in shallow water and is played by shrimp, and the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!

(End of chapter)