He walked slowly into this bustling town, arrived at the tallest restaurant, and sat on the second floor.
The first floor is too lively and the third floor is a bit deserted. Only the second floor is the most suitable.
There were not many people, only five tables with people far apart from each other. It was neither noisy nor lively. It was obvious that this restaurant was very good at figuring out the thoughts of its customers.
Chu Li ordered a table of food and wine, feeling the difference between Da Fu's food and Da Li's.
The big round mirror looked at everyone on the second floor. The other four tables were all full, except for one table where he was drinking alone. He was tall, tall, handsome and indifferent, and seemed not to care about anything around him.
He was wearing a dark blue robe, with a long sword on his waist. Chu Li could tell that this ancient-colored long sword was no ordinary Qingfeng sword, but a precious sword. His hands were slender and white, and he was obviously a master of swordsmanship.
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Unfortunately, he knew very little about the great master, so he could only explore slowly, unable to tell what sect he belonged to.
Chu Li found that he was also paying attention to him secretly. After all, his dress and calm temperament could not be hidden from anyone with a discerning eye. They could all see that he had good cultivation, but it was a pity that they could not see through the depth.
When the Great Sun Tathagata does not move to meditate, it is difficult for outsiders to see the reality of oneself. They only feel that one is powerful, but do not know how powerful one really is.
"Alas... Mr. Zheng is really unlucky!"
"There is no way, who made him get into trouble with the Blood God Cult!"
"Beauty is a disaster. Miss Zheng is beautiful. Everyone thought that Miss Zheng would marry a capable husband and that Zheng would be able to follow the chickens and dogs to heaven. Who would have thought that she would end up in trouble!"
"According to me, Member Zheng is really stubborn. He can't twist his little arm past his thigh. If he wants to marry his daughter, he can just marry her. He has also found a big backer for himself, so why should he refuse?"
"Then Hu Qiming has no good intentions. He is just coveting Miss Zheng's beauty. Marrying him is like jumping into a pit of fire. It will definitely not end well."
"It's better to jump into a fire pit than die, right?"
"Sigh... Mr. Zheng also has a strong temper. He would rather bend than bend. I admire his courage, but it's a pity that I can't help."
"It is said that Member Zheng invited several friends to help, but none of them agreed. It is really sad to think about it!"
"If it were anyone else, Zheng's friends could still stand out, but against the Blood God Sect, no one would dare to help!"
"Alas... whoever dares to offend the Blood God Cult is unlucky if Zheng Wai is involved. Who would have thought that Hu Qiming has an uncle from the Blood God Cult? God has no eyesight, and Zheng Wai is a good man!"
"What's the use of being a good person? The more you do good deeds these days, the faster you will die. If you are a bad person, you can live longer!"
"Who says it isn't?"
"Bang!" The young man who was drinking alone slammed the table.
People around him turned to look at him.
The young man with the sword looked coldly at the table where they had been discussing: "Among the four seniors, who is Mr. Zheng?"
"Member Zheng's nickname is Zheng Shoufang." An old man stroking his beard sighed and said, "Little brother, are you feeling unhappy?"
"Good people shouldn't be bullied like this!" the young man said solemnly.
The old man shook his head and sighed: "We are also angry, but what Zheng Yuanwai offended is the Blood God Sect, one of the eight major sects. The Blood God Sect shows no mercy to its enemies. Anyone who dares to help Zheng Yuanwai will not only die themselves, but also harm their family.
, so everyone can only suppress their anger and dare not help Member Zheng!"
"If the road is uneven, someone will plow it. If you don't help, I will!" the young man said coldly, "I want to see how rampant the Blood God Sect is!"
"Aren't you afraid of the Blood God Cult, little brother?" The old man said, stroking his beard and frowning: "You still have to think carefully. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but be careful not to harm your family. Even if you don't have any family, your life will be compromised."
"I'm afraid they won't be able to take my life!" the young man sneered.
The old man smiled and said: "Disrespectful, disrespectful, young knight's martial arts is extremely high?"
"Where does Mr. Zheng's family live?" the young man hummed.
The old man said: "You can find out if you ask around at Quanjingfang."
Chu Li coughed lightly and clasped his fists: "I haven't asked the seniors yet, can you use force in the city?"
"Of course." The old man chuckled and said, "As long as you have the ability not to be caught quickly, there is no problem in using force anywhere!"
Another reader next to him sneered: "Hmph, when the policemen heard that someone was taking action, they wanted to hide in the mouse hole. How do you expect them to scare the martial arts masters?"
"Not to mention the Blood God Cult!"
"Whenever the Blood God Cult is mentioned, these agents want to cover their ears and pretend to be deaf and dumb, pretending they didn't hear it!"
"They all have families and families, and they dare not go against the Blood God Sect."
Chu Li frowned: "Does the Blood God Sect dare to take action against the police? Wouldn't that be fighting against the imperial court?"
"Of course we won't deal with it openly." The old man who spoke before shook his head and said: "But if you can't stop it, you can use black hands to do it perfectly, or find a few martial arts masters to take action. It doesn't seem to be a vendetta, but just a manslaughter. You can't stop the Blood God Sect.
Sore feet."
"How can the Blood God Sect be so rampant?" Chu Li frowned and said, "Don't you care about the other seven sects?"
"The Blood God Sect is running rampant. Except for Guanxing Pavilion and Yinxian Mountain, no one can control the Blood God Sect, and these two sects rarely have disciples coming out of the mountain!"
"Where is Taiyi Palace, where is Wuji Temple, and where is Jianyue Sect?"
"Everyone sweeps the snow in front of his own house, who cares about others."
Chu Li shook his head.
"I am a disciple of Wuji Guan!" The young man with the sword said solemnly: "I, Wuji Guan, will never allow the Blood God Sect to be so lawless!"
"Wujiguan!" Everyone was overjoyed.
"Young hero, are you really a disciple of Wuji Temple?" An old man said hurriedly: "It seems that few disciples of Wuji Temple come here."
"I, Wuji, watch Zheng Ze, and I will never let member Zheng be killed!" The young man with the sword snorted: "I want to see how domineering the Blood God Sect is!"
"Okay, thanks to the help of experts from Wuji Guan, Zheng Yuanwai is finally saved!" Everyone praised and rejoiced.
"Zheng Shaoxia, let's toast you!" Everyone stood up and toasted.
Wuji Temple is one of the eight major sects that is as famous as the Blood God Sect. Others are afraid of the Blood God Sect's revenge, but Wuji Temple is not afraid. Everyone wants to enter the eight major sects, but those who can actually enter are as few as the morning stars. They are truly the pride of heaven.
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Zheng Ze waved his hand and said: "It's not the time to drink now, I want to go see Member Zheng first!"
"Yes, yes, business is important!" Everyone nodded hurriedly.
If he misses something because of drinking and makes Zheng Ze unable to go to Yuan Zheng's place in time, that would be a real sin.
Zheng Ze clasped his fists, turned around and strode out of the restaurant.
Chu Li threw a piece of silver on the table and followed him down to the restaurant.
Zheng Ze ignored him and walked straight towards a street.
Chu Li followed behind him.
Stopping in front of a large house, Zheng Ze turned to look at Chu Li with cold eyes: "Who are you and why are you following me?"
Chu Li clasped his fists and said, "I, Du Feng, also want to come over and lend a helping hand to Mr. Zheng."
"Du Feng?" Zheng Ze frowned and thought for a while: "Which sect are you from?"
"I have no family or sect. I am just a man from the mountains." Chu Li shook his head and said, "But we cannot allow a good person to end up like this."
"...Okay, don't do anything later, so as not to bring trouble to yourself." Zheng Ze snorted.
Chu Li smiled, clasped his fists and said nothing. (To be continued.)