Chapter 269 Meeting an old friend in a foreign land

In the early morning, drizzle fell, the mist was hazy, and the vegetation on both sides of the official road was green and beautiful in the rain.

Gurgle gurgle————

The convoy swayed as it rolled over the puddles on the road. A light mist filled the air among the mountains and fields, surrounding the carriages, as hazy as an ink painting.

A pitch-black falcon swooped down like a sharp arrow and landed on top of the carriage, drawing the final stroke in the ink painting.

Snow Owl was also standing on the top of the carriage. It turned its head 100 degrees to glance at the falcon, then silently withdrew its gaze, squinted its eyes and continued to sleep… Although Zhao Wumian took it with him when he left the capital, there was no place where it could be used for the time being, so it was naturally happy about it. It had been following Zhao Wumian these days, eating and sleeping a lot, and its life was so comfortable.

Shen Lian rode his horse in front of the carriage and raised his forearm. The falcon flapped its wings and came closer. He took the letter from the falcon’s claws, fed it a piece of meat, opened the letter, and then went to the front of the carriage. Only then could he faintly hear the conversation inside.

“Queen Mother, there are differences between men and women. It’s ok to look, but can you please not touch me?”

“The Imperial Master can see it, but I can’t?”

“The Imperial Master is a doctor.”

“Isn’t this the palace?”

“You didn’t give me an injection.”

“Then I’ll go?”

“…Why did the Queen Mother say these angry words to cause trouble?”

“If I tell others, I am asking for punishment, but if I tell you, it’s just a quarrel… Do you know how special you are to me?”

“That’s what I say, Queen Mother, please don’t touch me.”

“Hmm? You couldn’t control yourself and reacted to me? My Lord is really a pervert…”

“Mr. Shen! Can you please act a little more like an elder?” Mu Lier finally couldn’t stand it anymore and shouted angrily in the car.

Shen Lian was outside the car with a strange expression on his face. He looked at the imperial masters who were driving the car, and they all shook their heads. They all decided to pretend that they heard nothing.

He coughed lightly and raised his hand to knock on the carriage. “My Lord, there is news that the elder brother of Sword Master Yangshe Congyun, Yangshe Yin, wants to fight with you at the birthday banquet. You must defeat him first to be qualified to fight with Sword Master… With his ability, he is definitely not a match for you, but if you ignore him, it will also violate the rules of the martial arts world.”

“Yangshe Yin? Who is he?” The Empress Dowager looked a little curious in the carriage.

“Brother Yangshe Congyun, you have previously been to Jiangnan and cooperated with Huanzhen Pavilion to steal Xiao Yuanmu’s Zhan Yan hairpin. This time you are going to Chengdu mainly to find him and take away the Zhan Yan hairpin.” Zhao Wumian explained to the Queen Mother.

He lay on the pillow with his upper body naked. Zi Yi sat beside him and gave him acupuncture to help him absorb the remaining medicinal power of Xiayun Gu.

Luo Xiangzhu sat in the corner, her face red, covering her eyes with a handkerchief, not daring to look in Zhao Wumian’s direction.

The Queen Mother was sitting right in front of Zhao Wumian’s face, her plump and perky buttocks pressed against the cushion, her green skirt tightly squeezing the soft flesh on both sides of her buttocks. Upon hearing what was said, she finally understood. She knew there was such a person, but because Yangshe Yin was really insignificant, she didn’t remember his name.

“Yangshe Yin… is so brave that he actually dares to declare war on the Marquis.” The Queen Mother clenched her fist at Zhao Wumian and said with a smile, “It’s just right to go to Chengdu to teach him a lesson.”

The more things Zhao Wumian has to deal with in Chengdu, the longer the Queen Mother can play with him in the Shu world, so she is naturally happy about it.

Zhao Wumian glanced at the blue cloth so close to him, and a unique scent of the Queen Mother filled his nose. To be honest, he did have the same impulse as some men. He turned his head and said:
“I have inquired about Yangshe Yin’s intelligence. He is the de facto ruler of Qingliantian. Daokui can only be regarded as his thugs. Such a smart person suddenly wants to challenge me. It is definitely not as simple as being Daokui’s door god… Hiss, what are you doing?”

After Zi Yi gave Zhao Wumian the last injection on his back, he took out a small knife from his sleeve, suddenly cut Zhao Wumian’s forearm, and took some of Zhao Wumian’s blood in a transparent crystal bottle.

She stared at the blood in the glass bottle expressionlessly, and said lightly: “The way you look at the Queen Mother’s butt is too lustful.”

Hearing this, the empress dowager did not react, but Luo Xiangzhu trembled a little, and covered her buttocks with a handkerchief with a red face. But when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhao Wumian’s naked upper body, and she covered her eyes with her small hands.

The Queen Mother was not at all ashamed. She just smiled at Zhao Wumian and asked in a tender voice, “Does the Marquis want to touch me?”

“Empress Dowager, you are my elder, could you please stop saying these things to me?” Zhao Wumian really couldn’t deal with the Empress Dowager. Given his relationship and feelings with Shen Xiangge and Luo Chaoyan, he really regarded the Empress Dowager as his elder.

But for a traitor like him, it’s normal for him to have some thoughts about the Queen Mother? As expected, Mu Li’er’s eyes were already shooting coldly at her, obviously suspecting that Zhao Wumian not only wanted to bully her, but also wanted to “take both sisters in.”

No, if Zhao Wumian really had an affair with the Queen Mother, then they would be “sisters”, “aunts and nieces”, “mother and daughter”…Mu Lier suddenly realized at this moment that although the Queen Mother often warned Zhao Wumian not to have any ideas about her, she was actually the most dangerous one.

Which man wouldn’t be confused when seeing this? Zhao Wumian likes excitement, and he always calls out “Master” and “Master” when entering the water… In fact, it is also her fault. When Zhao Wumian calls her Master, Mu Lier feels ashamed and angry. Not only does her voice become hoarse and her vagina becomes hoarse, but she also easily… Alas.

Zi Yi didn’t have the same thoughts as them. She just shook the crystal bottle with her little hand and looked at the blood inside. Then, in the astonished eyes of several people, she actually covered the bottle mouth with her pink lips and swallowed Zhao Wumian’s blood in one gulp.

This action really scared everyone present. They looked at her, speechless for a moment.

The pink lips of Zi Yi were stained with some of Zhao Wumian’s blood, making them look even more red, strange and charming.

Zhao Wumian looked up at Zi Yi from the bottom up. Why did this woman drink his blood? But this action really made Zhao Wumian’s heart palpitate…Zi Yi was willing to drink Zhao Wumian’s blood, so he felt that the two of them had been close for a long time and were inseparable.

Zi Yi took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His expression did not change at all. He just said calmly:
“After the Innate Ten Thousand Poison Body is fully developed, the blood contains a highly toxic poison that is no less toxic than the poisons of Hanyu, Xiayun and other Gu Kings. It is often said that the bridge connecting heaven and earth is immune to all poisons. The only poisons that can be effective against Wu Kui are these Gu Kings…

Now that I have tasted your blood, I have found that it has some poison in it, which means that your innate poison body has been initially cultivated, and you only need the final Tianxuan dust and Longliao blood. Now the time is not as tight as before, and it will take more than half a year for the poison to take effect. It is a bit easier… Zhao Wumian, did you hear it?”

Zhao Wumian came back to his senses, a little disappointed. So that’s why he drank his blood… But that’s normal. After all, why drink his blood for no reason? With Zi Yi’s level of poison skills, the composition of many poisons can be known by smelling them, and the slightly more obscure ones need to be tasted.

This can be considered Zi Yi’s unique magic method. After all, she, like Zhao Wumian, is immune to all poisons.

Mu Lier glanced at Zhao Wumian, thinking that she had guessed wrong. The Imperial Teacher could move Zhao Wumian’s heart more than the Queen Mother… After all, the Queen Mother had so many identities, and at most it was “desire”, but Zi Yi and Zhao Wumian had “love”.

“Yeah… got it. Do you want to drink some more?”

“A few drops are enough. It doesn’t matter if you taste more. Your blood is only useful to Caicai. Anyone else will die if they drink it. If they touch it, they will get into trouble. You should be careful in the future. Don’t let the women around you touch it. Otherwise, if you are poisoned to death, don’t bother me.”

“Then when I get injured and covered in blood, won’t there be anyone who can heal me?” Zhao Wumian blinked and said with a little difficulty.

“This lady can do it.” Zi Yi said lightly.

“Then can you always be by my side?”

Zi Yi glanced at him, with a hint of a cold smile on her lips, “You said such things to a girl calmly, and you still say you are not a pervert?”

“I’m sorry, I thought you just said that you wanted to marry me.”

“?”

Mu Li’er and Zi Yi glared at Zhao Wumian at the same time. Even the empress dowager lowered her head and frowned slightly. However, Luo Xiangzhu looked at Zhao Wumian and Zi Yi with an innocent look in her eyes.

She felt that Zhao Wumian and the Imperial Master were actually a good match, except that he was not very nice to her sister Luo Chaoyan… She finally had a lover, but then her lover turned around and got involved with her master.

Alas, it’s so pitiful. If I put myself in his shoes, if I like Zhao Wumian, but Zhao Wumian is with Mu Lier, it would be really…

Oh, how is this possible? Luo Xiangzhu knew that Mu Lier seemed carefree on the surface, but was extremely conservative in her heart, and there was no way she would get together with her apprentice.

She secretly relaxed. Even if she really liked Zhao Wumian, the girl’s misfortune would not fall on her.

She’s so lucky.

Upon hearing this, the little white snake rubbed Zhao Wumian’s face with her little head. Although she didn’t understand what “marry” meant, she understood it because she had been staying by Zhao Wumian’s side. So she said, “I will marry you, I will marry you~ I want to stay with you and mom forever, so that I can drink your blood every day~”

Zi Yi’s face turned cold and she pricked one of Zhao Wumian’s acupuncture points with a needle, causing him to cry out in pain. Then she pinched the little white snake’s body with one hand and pulled her back.

Then she hummed lightly, raised her hand to pull up Zhao Wumian’s arm, and with the other hand she tucked the hair by her ear. She lowered her head slightly, and covered the wound on Zhao Wumian’s arm with her red lips.

A few strands of hair hung down and fell on Zhao Wumian’s arm, feeling itchy; his lips pressed against the wound, feeling soft and wet.

Zhao Wumian knew what Zi Yi was doing… Considering that Zhao Wumian’s blood might easily hurt her own people by mistake, she wanted to taste a few more mouthfuls to make an antidote in case of emergency.

But this action was indeed a bit awkward, and it made Zhao Wumian’s heart itchy. He suspected that Zi Yi was deliberately teasing her, or deliberately angering Mu Lier… But since his master was still beside her, Zhao Wumian didn’t say any sweet words.

Only the Queen Mother rolled her eyes, then leaned over and whispered in Zhao Wumian’s ear: “Does the Marquis want to marry me?”

“…”

Mu Lier had a cold face. She was so angry at Zi Yi that her teeth itched, but she couldn’t get angry, so she pulled the empress dowager’s face with her little hand and squeezed it hard.

“Well…it hurts…”

At dusk, the evening breeze brings light rain and slowly falls on the thousand-year-old city of Chengdu. The blood-red setting sun seems to be covered by a veil.

Tap tap tap——————

Yan Jiu, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, walked into a tavern leading a horse.

There are too many martial artists dressed like him, especially in Chengdu recently. Almost every moment there are martial artists coming here to watch the fight between Wei Ming Hou and Dao Kui, so his appearance did not attract other people’s attention… and everyone in this tavern, regardless of gender, age or status, is attracted by another person.

She was a Hu woman, with long black hair falling to her waist. Unlike the women from the Central Plains, her hair was not combed up with red hairpins or jade hairpins. Instead, her hair was loose, adorned with a few jewels, and she wore a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of emerald green eyes like those of a wild cat. Every time she moved them, her eyes were full of spirit and clarity. Even though the veil covered her eyes, one could tell from her eyes that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

However, as a Hu person, she did not dress revealingly like other Hu women, exposing her waist and legs. Instead, she wore thick foreign clothing, and at first glance she looked of noble birth, like a princess from a foreign country.

There were several plates of Sichuan specialties on the table of the Hu woman. After taking a few bites, the spiciness became unbearable and she couldn’t stop gasping for air.

She is so beautiful, but she is so spicy, there is an inexplicable contrast and cuteness in it.

When she ate, she pulled her face towel lightly, which shocked the guests around her. Someone whispered to himself, “I’m afraid even the two beauties in the capital… the current queen mother and the eldest daughter of the Shen family are not as good as her…”

Yan Jiu also glanced at the Hu woman and then silently withdrew his gaze. He didn’t pay much attention to it. After all, he was already married and his daughter would call him daddy, so naturally he wouldn’t have any inappropriate thoughts.

He looked around and sighed, “There’s still no seat.”

Yan Jiu has visited several pubs, but every one of them was packed. Chengdu usually has a population of only a few hundred thousand, but now it’s probably close to a million.

The shopkeeper saw Yan Jiu and forced a wry smile on his face, “Sir, look here…” Yan Jiu smiled, “I’ll buy a pot of wine and leave.”

“okay……”

Yan Jiu left the tavern with the wine in his hand, but didn’t walk far. He held the reins with one hand and the wine jug with the other, and sat on the stone steps next to the tavern. He opened the cork, smelled the wine, swallowed his saliva, and began to drink.

He was a casual cultivator in the martial arts world, but he became the leader at the age of twenty-something, and his strength was also that of an upper-class master. In the future, there was a high probability that he would be able to connect to the bridge between heaven and earth and reach the level of martial leader… However, after that, when Jin Gan and Yu Lu met, they got married and had a daughter, and he wanted to settle down and find a backer for himself.

He found Prince Jin and was ordered to capture Luo Chaoyan alive as a token of his allegiance. He had a fight with Zhao Wumian, who was escorting the princess at the time, on the Linshui Bridge. He thought he was going to die, but Zhao Wumian spared his life. Out of gratitude, he asked his good friend Xue Xiao to help Zhao Wumian.

Later he went to Piantou Pass to avoid being hunted down by King Jin. He witnessed the massive invasion of the Rong people after the pass was broken, with burning, killing and looting. Mei Chongyang, who was also the leader of the group, was killed. He admired Mei Chongyang’s unparalleled chivalry, and carried his body across Dali to Jiangnan, and then continued to travel around the world with his wife and daughter.

I have heard a lot about Zhao Wumian’s deeds recently, so I followed the crowd and came to Chengdu, intending to watch the fight between Zhao Wumian and Dao Kui.

Facing the man who had defeated him, he did not dislike him, he even admired him very much… Yan Jiu was a chivalrous man, so naturally he also admired the equally chivalrous Zhao Wumian.

However, his wife never let Yan Jiu drink at home because his daughter had seen him drinking and had begun to taste the wine secretly, so Yan Jiu came out to drink secretly.

Several fellow Jianghu people walked into the tavern beside Yan Jiu while chatting and laughing. They paused, obviously also amazed by the Hu woman. Then they stepped forward and asked with a smile: “My… foreign friend, you are new to Shu, do you need a guide?”

What do you mean by leading the way? It’s just lust after beauty.

Yan Jiu sat outside the tavern, drinking silently, and had no idea of ​​rescuing the woman or being a hero to save the beauty… Such a beautiful but solitary woman was the most dangerous one in the world.

After all, a woman who has beauty but no strength was kidnapped when she first entered the world.

But those martial artists obviously did not share Yan Jiu’s opinion.

Puff puff————

After the flesh and blood entered the body, a sound came from the tavern, followed by a “gurgling” sound, like the faint sound of a head rolling, and the tavern was instantly silent.

Wipe————

There were footsteps behind me. The spotless Hu woman walked out of the tavern, holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand. She looked at the sky and said to herself, “Shu is still good. It rains every day…”

Yan Jiu glanced at the Hu woman and didn’t say anything. It was obvious that he didn’t intend to have anything to do with this woman. When you go out, don’t mess with people you shouldn’t mess with, and don’t get involved in things you shouldn’t get involved in, only to save your life.

The Hu woman looked at Yan Jiu who was sitting next to her and asked politely, “Excuse me, how do I get to Longquan?”

Yan Jiu raised his hand and pointed in a direction, “The Dao Kui plaque and the eight-legged archway are in front of Longquan.”

“Thank you.” The Hu woman nodded slightly, held up her oil-paper umbrella, and walked away.

Although she is a foreigner, but at this moment, walking in the mist and rain with an umbrella, she has the gentle charm of a girl from the Jiangnan water town.

Yan Jiu didn’t care about this Hu man. He just drank silently, but heard the sound of horse hooves nearby.

Turning his head to look, he saw a handsome white horse walking slowly on the street. Sitting on the horse was a wanderer in a white robe and a bamboo hat, so his face could not be seen clearly. On the side of the horse hung a long weapon wrapped in black cloth, which was slightly long and narrow but not like a spear. With Yan Jiu’s keen eyesight, he could tell that it was a Miao Dao.

Shu is a holy land for swordsmen, nine out of ten swordsmen use swords. Yan Jiu was not surprised, but he instinctively felt a bit of danger from this man.

Yan Jiu is also a Grandmaster. Even in a top sect like Xiao Xitian, there are only a dozen Grandmasters in total. To make him feel dangerous, this person must be very powerful…

While he was thinking, he saw the white-robed swordsman suddenly stop his horse and turn his head to look at the tragedy in the tavern. This seemed to arouse his interest. He glanced down at Yan Jiu who was sitting in front of the tavern and asked curiously:

“My dear brother, did a murder just happen here? I heard that Marquis Weiming is coming to Chengdu. To show their stance, the government will strictly control the martial arts world in Shu to prevent Marquis Weiming from having a bad impression of Chengdu and whispering to the emperor… Anyone who dares to kill someone at this time is probably not an ordinary martial artist.”

The guess of the white-robed swordsman was very reasonable, but it made Yan Jiu’s heart tense instantly. This person had a calm voice, and even gave people the illusion of being bathed in a spring breeze. When he spoke, it was as if he was telling a story. After all, Yan Jiu was quite powerful and had been traveling around the world for many years. He had seen martial arts from various schools and sects, and he immediately realized that this was a skill from Benwo Hall.

Yan Jiu didn’t know what it was called specifically, but he knew that the mystery of this technique was that every move and every word had the effect of captivating the mind. It couldn’t be said to be hypnotic, but it could affect other people’s perception of the user of the technique to a certain extent.

This is what is commonly known as automatically increasing their favorability by three when they see you.

It is an evil magic, specifically used to seduce the opposite sex, in other words to pick flowers… Although it is useless for those with pure inner energy, it is more than enough to influence ordinary people.

Upon realizing this person’s identity, Yan Jiu immediately felt a hint of murderous intent in his heart. Benwotang had a very bad reputation in the martial arts world, but the white-robed swordsman seemed to have seen through Yan Jiu’s thoughts. He tilted his hat slightly and smiled faintly.

Yan Jiu’s whole body turned cold instantly. He had a premonition that if he dared to touch the hilt of the sword, he would be beheaded in the next moment.

He was silent for a few seconds, but still answered honestly: “A Hu woman killed him. I think she went to Longquan.”

“A Hu woman?” The white-robed swordsman was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while, smiled again, and rode away with his horse lightly, “Thank you, brother.”

The white-robed swordsman also came here with a mission, so naturally he didn’t want to cause trouble or kill people in the street.

After the white-robed swordsman left, Yan Jiu secretly sighed, looked at the sunset, shook his head and said, “The storm is coming, and Chengdu is now full of demons and monsters.”

But all this had nothing to do with Yan Jiu. He just came to Chengdu with his wife and family to watch this grand scene of martial arts. He was just a passerby… After he finished drinking, he was still a little greedy, so he bought a few more pots of wine before leading the horse to the inn.

On the way, he suddenly heard a familiar cry. He was slightly startled. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a snowy owl standing on the eaves, looking at him with its head tilted.

“Chengdu! The Land of Abundance! I want to eat a lot! Eat the spiciest hot pot! Kiss the most beautiful female, um, teacher, no, Su, kiss the most beautiful Miss Su…”

Zhao Wumian stood in front of the carriage, looking at the thousand-year-old capital in front of him. When he thought about meeting Miss Su and Xiao Yuanmu again here, he couldn’t stop feeling happy in his heart. He raised his arms and shouted loudly. But halfway through his words, a cold gaze from behind him made him quickly change his words.

Mu Lier withdrew her gaze, and then she felt guilty when she remembered that Su Qingqi seemed to be here as well… Su Qingqi and Zhao Wumian were a perfect match, and as their master, she felt a little embarrassed to interfere and snatch the man from the junior.

“Eat the spiciest hot pot! Kiss the most beautiful woman!” The Queen Mother didn’t think as much as Mu Li’er did. She lifted the curtain of the car, smiled like a young girl, cheered with Zhao Wumian, and then kissed the back of her hand.

She is the most beautiful woman.

Zhao Wumian was amused by the Queen Mother.

The palace guards around also laughed. None of them took Yangshe Yin seriously. They just thought that the marquis came to Chengdu to bully the weak. The convoy exuded a cheerful atmosphere from inside to outside.

Only Wei, who was tied up, was huddled in another carriage with the same person. He wanted to say that he also wanted to eat hotpot, but unfortunately his mouth was blocked and he couldn’t even fart.

This was not Luo Xiangzhu’s first time in Chengdu, but it had been a while since he came. He opened the curtains, looked to both sides, his eyes slightly nostalgic.

Zi Yi sat in the corner with a small table in front of her with bottles and jars on it, working overtime to prepare the antidote.

After entering the city, the Snow Owl, which had been standing on the carriage with its eyes closed and sleeping, opened its eyes, looked in a direction with a little confusion, then pecked at the carriage with its beak and called Zhao Wumian a few times.

“What’s wrong? What did you find?” Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look.

The Snow Owl tilted its face again, squinted its eyes to look distressed, and then pointed in a direction with its wings.

Zhao Wumian looked at the imperial master who was driving the car and said, “Go and take a look.”

Although Xue Xiao loves to sleep and is not very smart, he helped Zhao Wumian a lot when he was escaping, so he still trusts Xue Xiao very much.

The convoy followed the direction of Snow Owl. After turning a few streets, Zhao Wumian saw a man in a straw raincoat leading a horse on the side of the street.

Zhao Wumian had only met Yan Jiu once, and he didn’t recognize him at first glance, but there were not many people who could be smelled by Xue Xiao from a long distance, so he guessed Yan Jiu’s identity after a quick thought.

Xue Xiao looked at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly at it, and the Snow Owl flapped its wings and flew to the eaves above Yan Jiu’s head.

Zhao Wumian got off the carriage and walked over to greet Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu was looking at his old friend Xue Xiao with surprise, and then he saw Zhao Wumian, and was immediately shocked by her beauty. His tone was a little complicated, “Zhao Wumian…”

The two had fought before, but later they helped each other tacitly, and they had long since turned enemies into friends.

“It’s really you.” Zhao Wumian smiled. He heard that it was Yan Jiu who carried Mei Chongyang’s body back, and he had a good impression of him… He was also a chivalrous man.

Yan Jiu remembered something and took out a pot of wine from the horse’s belly pocket, but asked: “My Lord, would you like to drink some?”

Zhao Wumian looked back at the four pretty faces that were looking over at him from the carriage, and shook his head slightly, “Now is not the time to drink.”

Yan Jiu glanced at the women and laughed. “My wife controls me so tightly, but I never thought that the Marquis is also… He said in the letter that if the matter of the country is settled, I can let my wife cook delicious dishes… How about the Marquis, are you free?”

Zhao Wumian recalled the letter that Xue Xiao had sent him in Taiyuan. It was clearly several months ago, but he suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

He nodded slightly, “We are new to Chengdu, so we really don’t have a place to stay… But we brought a lot of people with us this time, more than 20 people in total.”

“Oh? Looks like I have to buy more vegetables when I go back.”

“How long have you been in Chengdu?”

“Just a few days.” As he said this, Yan Jiu thought of the Hu woman and the master of Benwotang, and also thought of Zhao Wumian’s identity, so he told him about this matter.

Zhao Wumian and Benwotang are irreconcilable, this information is definitely correct.

Zhao Wumian frowned when he heard this, pondered for a moment, and then said: “The master of my hall and a Hu woman might go to Longquan… Do they want to pick flowers?”

“I’m not sure.” Yan Jiu shook his head.

Zhao Wumian thought about it and turned around to get on the carriage. “Let’s settle down first. I’ll go to Longquan later. At this time, there are still masters from Benwotang in Chengdu. There is indeed a problem.”

Yan Jiu’s strength is not weak. He doesn’t even dare to draw his sword in front of the master from Benwotang… That master is indeed not to be underestimated. It is better to go and check him out.

Zhao Wumian already felt that Yangshe Yin’s case was not simple, and Huanzhen Pavilion had a partnership with Qingtian…

Yan Jiu nodded slightly, climbed onto the horse, gently squeezed the horse’s belly, and led Zhao Wumian and the others to their destination.

(End of this chapter)