() Jinyang City is a large city with a long history. Although it cannot be compared with top cities such as Yanjing and Roulan, this city has a population of more than 100,000 and ranks among the top in Wu Luo Kingdom.
But the current Jinyang City gives Qin Yun the feeling that the city is declining and dying.
There were not many pedestrians on the street, which was supposed to be the most prosperous and lively street. Most of the shops along the street had their doors closed, and the signboards hanging under the eaves looked like they had not been scrubbed for a long time.
There were quite a few beggars and homeless people on both sides of the road. Most of them were so hungry that they didn't dare to beg when they saw Qin Yun and others passing by. They just looked at the accompanying cavalry with horrified eyes.
There is an aura of death and decay in the air!
Even Pan Chihu himself felt a little embarrassed by such a scene. He coughed a few times and said, "The recent famine has been too serious. There are people in Jinhumen who don't have enough to eat. The world is very difficult!"...
Could it be more shameless?
Qin Yun almost vomited when he heard that. If Jinhumen hadn't expropriated and oppressed the common people, the famine would not have been so serious, let alone there would not have been so many refugees.
Now he actually has the nerve to say that the people in Jinhumen don’t have enough to eat. It’s a big joke!
"Master Panmen told a good joke," Qin Yun couldn't help but said, "I heard someone say that the three large granaries in the city store so much food that it's almost moldy. Is it possible that the people in Jinhumen don't eat anything but meat?"
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Poof!
Ni Huishan next to her actually laughed out loud. She said with a smile: "Junior Sister Mingxiu, your husband is really interesting. I wonder which sect he is a disciple of?"
Don't slap someone in the face!
Qin Yun's naked slap in the face made Pan Chihu's face suddenly turn livid. He had always said that he was powerful in Jinyang City. How had he ever been so angry with others?
He was slapped in the face and ridiculed one after another today. The anger in the sect leader's heart had reached its peak. If there were not disciples of Qiankun Dao following him, he would probably fall out on the spot.
He couldn't afford to mess with Mingxiu. The Sword God Luo Yi's brand name was too loud, but who was Qin Yun? He looked like he was just a pretty boy, but he actually dared to show his face to me!
If Qin Yun knew that Pan Chihu regarded him as a pretty boy, his expression would definitely be wonderful.
"Yes. Yes, I don't know where this Young Master Qin came from. We have never heard of it before. How could he suddenly become the husband of Junior Sister Mingxiu? Could it be?"
Another Qiankun Dao disciple named Li Shuai said angrily that he was extremely dissatisfied with Qin Yun, and the anger in his heart was no less than that of Pan Chihu.
Especially when he saw Mingxiu cuddling in Qin Yun's arms and the two of them riding forward together, he wanted to pull out his long sword and kill Qin Yun off his horse. Only cutting his body into thousands of pieces could reduce his hatred.
Mingxiu said calmly: "I originally wanted to introduce it to Senior Sister Ni later, but since Senior Sister asked, I have nothing to hide. My husband Qin Yun is a disciple of the Tiancheng Sword Sect. He just participated in Beiming not long ago.
Zong’s Xihai Martial Arts Association, and won the title of the second battle champion.”
"It was also a coincidence that my husband caught the attention of my grandfather, so he betrothed me to him."
She spoke in an understatement, but her few words set off a storm in the hearts of Ni Huishan and others. They were so distracted that they could not speak, and even Pan Chihu's face changed continuously.
No one thought that Qin Yun was actually a disciple of the Tiancheng Sword Sect, and he was also a master and strongman who won the title of Xihai Martial Arts Tournament.
Basically, anyone who practices martial arts knows about the Xihai Martial Arts Association, and they also understand how difficult it is to win the position of the master of the battle arena when there are so many masters. You can imagine how strong Qin Yun is!
No wonder he dared to take Mingxiu into the city for a banquet!
Ni Huishan's mind was delicate and she thought of more: "Junior sister, Patriarch Luo has left seclusion?"
Although she and several of her fellow apprentices in Jinyang were all inner disciples of Qiankun Dao, they knew nothing about what happened at the top of the sect. They had no idea that Luo Yi had broken through and left the sect.
Under such circumstances, how could Ni Huishan dare to offend Mingxiu so easily? Luo Yi could crush hundreds of disciples like her to death with just a move of her fingers.
In fact, Ni Huishan felt extremely regretful at this moment, because there was a rumor in the sect that Luo Yi had not been able to come out of seclusion for three years and was about to die without being able to break through the barrier of life and death, so she felt at ease bullying Mingxiu who had lost her backer.
Mingxiu nodded: "Yes!"
She revealed Qin Yun's identity and also hinted that Qin Yun was favored by her grandfather just to frighten the other party so that Ni Huishan, Pan Chihu and others would not dare to act rashly, at least to buy enough time for the victims outside the city.
As long as Luo Yi doesn't die, who in Qinglan Prefecture would dare to touch her at all?
After the shock, Ni Huishan forced a smile and said, "Congratulations to Junior Sister. Senior Brother Murong is really going to be disappointed this time. He is also in Jinyang City now!"
Mingxiu was stunned: "Murong Chaoyang? Is he also in Jinyang City?"
Ni Huishan smiled dryly and said: "Yes, the four of us and Senior Brother Murong left the sect together with Patriarch Murong. Because Patriarch Murong left beforehand, he asked us to stay in Jinyang City to wait. We didn't expect that the old man has not come back yet.
After waiting for a long time, junior sister, you arrived at Jinyang first."
Mingxiu and Qin Yun looked at each other, their hearts clear.
Murong's success in colluding with the three major bandits and Xihua Ancestor to conspire against Mingxiu and the relief convoy is a secret that must not be exposed. Otherwise, once the conspiracy is exposed, even a powerful man with supernatural powers will not be able to stop the deputy head of a large sect from being criticized by thousands of people.
How could you do such a dirty and shameless thing!
Therefore, Ni Huishan and others did not know, let alone that Murong Chenggong was defeated by Luo Yijian.
But no one knows when Murong Chenggong will return to Jinyang City. Once this powerful man with magical powers arrives, the two of them will not even think about flying out of Jinyang City even if they get wings.
"Sister Mingxiu!"
At this moment, a shout full of surprise came from the end of the long street, and three black horses carrying three sword cultivators rushed over like a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye they were in front of everyone!
The sword cultivator at the front, Sheng Xue, dressed in white, looked extraordinary. He looked to be around twenty-seven or eighty years old, with sharp eyebrows and handsome features, and his eyes were full of the joy of seeing each other again after a long separation.
But the next moment, the expression of the sword cultivator in white suddenly became extremely gloomy. He looked directly at Qin Yun and shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you? You dare to be so rude to sister Mingxiu? Do you want to die?
"
The last three words were completely squeezed out from between the teeth, with a heart-stopping cold and murderous intent. Anyone who sees his favorite woman lying in someone else's arms may not be much better than him!
Both Ni Huishan and Li Shuai kept their mouths shut. They could neither offend Luo Yi nor the sword cultivator in white, so it was the wisest thing to keep silent. Otherwise, no one would get good results if they got into trouble with the other party.
On the other hand, Pan Chihu next to him flashed his eyes and said, "Mr. Murong, this is Qin Yun, a disciple of Tiancheng Sword Sect, and the husband of everyone in Mingxiu!"
He had evil intentions and wished that both sides would fight immediately.
"Husband?"
The white-clothed swordsman's face changed drastically, his eyes fell on Mingxiu's face, and his voice became trembling: "Sister Mingxiu, tell me, this is not true!"
Mingxiu met his gaze and said: "Senior Brother Murong, I am very grateful for your continued care, but I only regard you as a fellow senior. As for my marriage, it is true. Qin Yun is now my husband."
Mingxiu's words were like knives thrust into the heart of the white-robed swordsman, causing the string of reason in his mind to suddenly collapse. He suddenly pulled out his long sword, pointed it at Qin Yun from a distance and roared loudly: "I, Murong Chaoyang, want to
Let’s see if you can be Mingxiu’s husband. Get off here and let’s fight to the death!”
Mingxiu shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Murong, please calm down!"
"Calm down? What the hell can I do to calm down!"
Murong Chaoyang's eyes were red, and his ferocious appearance was like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour. He stared at Qin Yun fiercely and shouted: "What? Are you afraid? Do you dare to hide behind a woman? Do the Tiancheng Sword Sect
Are all my disciples cowards like you who dare not accept challenges?"
Qin Yun raised his sword eyebrows, and flames suddenly ignited in his dark eyes.
He can understand the pain of the other party as a loser, but this does not mean that he has to tolerate the other party's insults, especially when it comes to the honor of the sect.
"I accept your challenge!"
Qin Yun jumped up from Black Pearl's back, pulled out the Tianwen Sword in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.
"good!"
Murong Chaoyang's eyes flashed with excitement. He also jumped off the horse and landed, confronting Qin Yun only ten steps away: "Today, either you die or I die!"
The duel between two innate sword cultivators was no ordinary battle. Everyone retreated and distanced themselves to avoid being affected by the strength of the competition between the two sides.
Mingxiu bit her lip, but still couldn't say what she wanted to say. She was led by the dumb uncle to a place a hundred steps away, leaving enough space for the two of them to compete.
The long sword was pointed straight at Qin Yun. Murong Chaoyang's expression gradually became calmer, but the cruelty in his eyes continued unabated: "I can give you a chance, as long as you get out of Jinyang City immediately.
, I can spare your life!"
As a high-level innate sword cultivator, Murong Chaoyang had long-term influence from an elder with strong magical powers. No matter how angry he was, a warrior's instinct would force him to calm down and face the enemy.
Qin Yun replied coldly: "I can also give you a chance. As long as you get out of Jinyang City immediately, I will spare your life and give you another bag of rations!"
"court death!"
Murong Chaoyang's anger was finally completely ignited by Qin Yun's mocking words, and he immediately swung his long sword and attacked Qin Yun! (To be continued.)
