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Chapter 566 From now on, there will be one less master in this world

Mao Zhang, leader of the Mushan Sect.

This man is a few years older than Wen Tai. He is a true martial artist, but his martial arts skills are mediocre. He is only an early-stage first-rate master. The reason why he can take the position of leader is simply because Wen Tai and Wen Hu took a fancy to him.

Certain qualities about him.

Having prestige will win over people's hearts and be easy to control.

Mao Zhang was also happy to act as the puppet of Uncle and Nephew Wen Tai. Originally, he was just a gang leader of an inferior sect. Only by relying on Uncle and Nephew Wen Tai could he develop the Maoshan Sect into a first-class sect, and he was still the leader of this sect. Even though Wen Tai was actually the leader of the sect.

The younger brother of his uncle and nephew, but in the eyes of outsiders, he is one of the best eldest brothers in the world.

Mao Zhang's attitude towards Wen Hu was extremely respectful, and there was no trace of displeasure on his face. He said with the attitude and tone of a subordinate: "If you have anything to do, just give me the order directly."

Wen Hu said, "Have you lost all your skills in writing?"

Mao Zhang smiled and said: "The skill on the sword is getting worse and worse, but the skill on the pen can be carried to the grave."

Wen Hu carefully took out a letter from his arms. Mao Zhang quickly stood up to pick it up. After unfolding the letter, he said: "This is a woman's handwriting, but it is strong, powerful and domineering. This woman is not simple!"

Wen Hu said: "Can you guess who it is?"

Mao Zhang waved his hand and said: "This is difficult for me. There is a huge crowd of people. How can I be literate and argue?"

Wen Hu said: "You don't have to be in a huge crowd, just be among the royal family."

"Princess!" Mao Zhang blurted out.

Wen Hu smiled slightly in recognition.

Mao Zhang read the letter carefully again, his hands began to tremble, and said: "The eldest princess is really a strange woman!"

Wen Hu asked: "Can you imitate it?"

Mao Zhang thought carefully before saying: "Yes, but it will take time."

Wen Hu said: "I can't give you much time."

Mao Zhang said: "If I want to imitate her shape, I can do it tonight. But if this is her intention, I need time to feel her state of mind."

"Who is it for after imitation?" Mao Zhang asked again.

Wen Hu said: "Emperor."

Mao Zhang's pupils shrank and he said sternly: "Then it will take even more time! The emperor and the eldest princess have a deep relationship. You can't imitate the form, but you must imitate the meaning!"

"How many days will it take?"

"Ten days!"

"no."

Wen Hu decisively refused and said: "Five days at the latest."

Mao Zhang knew that Wen Hu was right, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Sure!"

Wen Hu took out another letter from his pocket and said, "Write according to this content."

After taking it, Mao Zhang said: "Master Hou, I have a request."

Wen Hu said: "If you have any conditions, just make them."

“I don’t have any conditions, just a request!”

Mao Zhang said seriously: "After the imitation is completed, can you give me this letter from the eldest princess?"

Wen Hu said: "It's no use if I want it, you can just take it."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!!" Mao Zhang was particularly excited and bowed deeply to Wen Hu.

"Back off."

After Mao Zhang left for a while, Wen Hu walked back to the main seat and sat down, asking, "Where is Luo Ying?"

Liu Ling walked out and said, "He is already at the Marquis Mansion. Do I need to ask him to come?"

Wen Hu said: "No need. Go and send him a message that Wen Pojun has arrived in Changsui, and ask him to go find Wen Pojun."

Liu Ling asked: "What message should he bring to Wen Pojun?"

Wen Hu said: "There is no need to explain this, he knows what to do."

"yes."



The sky was gloomy, a huge shadow shrouded Changsui City, and there seemed to be an imminent heavy rain hidden in the clouds.

Pu Wudi and Lu Bin walked into Mujing Bay with a group of people and goods. The two heads hanging outside Mujing Bay had turned into slightly yellowed skulls.

Pu Wudi and Lu Bin were talking and laughing along the way, completely unaware that a pair of eyes in the dark were staring at them closely.

It wasn't until they entered Mujing Bay that the owner of these eyes walked out of the corner and seemed to subconsciously touch a few gun barrels around his waist.

However, the next moment, Wen Pojun immediately put his hand on the gun head next to the barrel and swung it back violently.

Clang!

The tip of the gun hit a flying stone, which bounced off and embedded itself in a crack in the stone on the side.

Luo Ying walked slowly, weighing stones.

Wen Pojun looked at Luo Ying calmly and said, "We didn't fight last time in Yanchuan City. Are you here to practice with me?"

Luo Ying had a usual smile on his face and said: "I have no further pursuit of martial arts. I only develop skills to kill people. You are no longer young, and you should not have the urge to compete in a showdown.

, are you thinking about earning the best in the world?"

Wen Pojun said: "The contest between me and swordsman Jinghai is no longer a secret."

Luo Ying said: "You don't call it a competition. Swordsman Jinghai is Zhou Chuan's master. He knows that you go to the Western Regions to kill Zhou Chuan, so he will naturally stop you."

Wen Pojun said: "But when I see you, my hands are still itchy."

Luo Ying smiled and said: "Compared with itchy hands and revenge, you must be more inclined to the latter, otherwise you would not come to Mujing Bay."

Wen Pojun fell silent.

Luo Ying continued: "So there is no need for us to use up our energy and both sides will suffer. Let me ask one more question, has your injury recovered?"

Wen Pojun said: "Eighty to ninety percent."

Luo Ying asked: "You didn't get hurt again on the star branch?"

Wen Pojun said: "Yang Taozhi imprisoned herself in Yanchuan City. It would be easy for me to escape from Yanchuan City. She can't hurt me."

Luo Ying held the stone in his palm, walked up to Wen Pojun, and said, "You can't kill Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo, so you come to vent your hatred on these little characters?"

Wen Pojun snorted coldly and said: "I am not reduced to the level of bullying the weak. Park Wudi and Lu Bin were direct participants in the changes in Mujing Bay. I killed them to take revenge."

"Inappropriate." Luo Ying shook his head and said in a calm tone: "There was a big fuss over killing these small characters. It will be even more difficult to kill Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo."

Wen Pojun then relaxed his vigilance and relaxed his aura.

Although he has never fought against Luo Ying, he knows how powerful Luo Ying is. If he were in his prime, he would naturally not be afraid of Luo Ying. But after all, he is injured. Although he has recovered to 80% or 90%, it would be a loss if he fought against a master.

The smallest thing.

Wen Pojun said: "You came to me to discuss cooperation?"

Luo Ying said: "Master Hou is looking for you."

Wen Pojun asked: "What does he want me to do?"

Luo Ying said: "You have a common enemy, so naturally you will do what you both want to do."

Wen Pojun asked: "What does he want to do?"

Luo Ying knew that since Wen Pojun asked, he agreed, and said calmly: "The affairs in the court are handled by the Marquis, and the affairs in the Jianghu are up to you and me."

Wen Pojun narrowed his eyes and said, "Kill Yanchuan?"

Luo Ying smiled and said: "If the two of us join forces, Yang Taozhi will be useless. From now on, there will be one less grandmaster in this world."


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