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Chapter 603 The situation is surging, the strong gather

Outside Feixian Restaurant.

When Chu Feifan cast his eyes on Li Yuanfang, the system instantly transferred all his information into his mind.

Staring at the information in the system, he looked puzzled. He had always thought that Li Yuanfang was from the Tang Dynasty and Di Renjie's personal bodyguard.

Unexpectedly, there is actually such a person in the long history. He was a minister during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty and served as the magistrate of Dengzhou Prefecture. He wrote the work An Ming Fu.

Obviously, the Li Yuanfang who appeared on the War Continent at this time is not this person, and his identity is more consistent with the Li Yuanfang in the film and television series.

"Name: Li Yuanfang!"

"Age: Thirty years old!"

"From: Wuzhou City!"

"Identity: Member of Tianmen Branch!"

"Cultivation: Middle Grade of Martial Emperor Realm (can grow!)"

"Strength value: ninety-five!"

"Stamina: ninety-three!"

"Intelligence: ninety!"

"Commander: Eighty-five!"

"Politics: Eighty!"

"Magic Weapons: Orchid Sword, Shadowless Needle!"

"Mount: Juechen Horse!"

"Armor: None!"

"Loyalty: seventy percent!"

"System evaluation: This person is proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts. Although he is a man of martial arts, he is dedicated to serving the country. He has a strong temperament, hates evil as much as hatred, has excellent light skills, and his martial arts is even more powerful."

Chu Feifan nodded lightly, his eyes full of approval, hoping that Li Yuanfang could get along perfectly with Di Renjie.

Turning around and looking at Leng Yuexi, a powerful voice sounded, and everyone stood up, mounted their horses, and walked toward the central square with their whips raised.

Along the way, there were no figures of people from all walks of life passing by them. When they arrived at the central square, they were already crowded with people, and it was obvious that many people had found a suitable team.

As everyone arrived, many people in the square focused their attention on the beautiful figure of Leng Yuexi, the boss behind Feixian Restaurant and the most mysterious person in the entire Mingfeng City.

At this time, she was actually following a man, which made many people curious about Chu Feifan's identity.

Sure enough, wherever a beautiful woman appears, there will always be a commotion, and many Jianghu soldiers will come forward and actively ask to join their camp.

Leng Yuexi obeyed Chu Feifan's orders, but he did not nod, so all the masters who came to Jianghu were rejected.

At that time, Di Renjie had a unique vision and quickly recruited four martial arts masters to join his camp with a lot of money.

Chu Feifan's gaze swept across the square. During this period, he noticed several major forces. There were many strong men and masters in their camps.

Moreover, the number of people was around a hundred, and the remaining people were just making small fuss and working in groups, obviously trying to fish in troubled waters.

"Sir, have you seen the men on the left wearing black costumes and holding long swords?"

Hearing Leng Yuexi's light voice, Chu Feifan looked sideways and his eyes stayed on the four of them.

"What's the matter? What does the moonlight mean?"

"Sir, these four people are members of the Sword Spirit. Their cultivation is so strong and their sword skills are at the pinnacle. If they can be recruited into our camp, they will be far more powerful than the luxurious formation of a hundred people."

"A member of Sword Spirit?"

Hear the sound.

Chu Feifan actually became a little interested in the four of them, glanced sideways at Zhao Yun, and said: "Zilong, go talk to these four people and see if they can join us."

Zhao Yun took the order and left and walked towards the four Sword Spirits. At the same time, a woman in a white dress also walked towards the four Sword Spirits.

"Sir, these four people have become famous and have unruly personalities. I'm afraid that Brother Zhao won't be able to convince them when he goes there."

The words fell.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and there was an uproar of discussion. Following the sound, Chu Feifan's eyes rested on the figure of the person coming.

"Sir, the snake spirit warriors are the mortal enemies of the sword spirit. It seems that this trip to Qingming Mountain will be more lively than we imagined."

"Sword spirit, snake spirit?"

"It sounds like two organizations. Is there any connection between them?"

Chu Feifan's questioning voice rang out, obviously waiting for Leng Yuexi to help him answer his questions.

"Young Master, Sword Spirit, and Snake Spirit belong to two forces, but there are only rumors about them in the world, but no one knows their headquarters or the real manipulator behind it."

"But the struggle between the two major organizations, Sword Spirit and Snake Spirit, has been going on for hundreds of years. They seem to be born to be old enemies."

"Yue Xi, how to determine their identities?"

"Sir, the sword spirit holds the Fengyun Sword and has sword-shaped totems on its arms, while the snake spirit holds the Spirit Snake Sword and has a red poisonous snake spitting out messages tattooed on its neck."

"Some people once asserted that these two forces should be affiliated to the Excavation Corps and the Imperial Pavilion respectively. However, the rumor was later broken because the Excavation Corps once slaughtered the Snake Spirit in one night in the third-grade empire."

Hear the sound.

Chu Feifan was deep in thought. When he came to the central square today, he really had a deep understanding of Jianghu. The various forces on this war continent were complicated and far more complicated than he thought.

The excavation corps has been silent about the ruins for a while. If Leng Yuexi hadn't mentioned it again, he would have almost forgotten that this was an enemy he had fought fiercely with the Chu State.

Wherever there are treasures, there must be traces of the excavation corps. They have not yet appeared. Is it hiding in the dark or has it truly disappeared?

But what Leng Yuexi said just now mentioned the Imperial Pavilion. Now this force is on par with the Excavation Corps, and it is also the top force in the War Continent.

While he was deep in thought, Zhao Yun returned to his side, and a low voice sounded: "Sir, the sword spirit refuses to join us."

"reject?"

"Did they choose that woman?"

"No, none of them have a choice to be alone."

Zilong's determined voice sounded, and Chu Feifan looked sideways and saw that the purple-robed woman left the sword spirit, got up and walked towards the snake spirit.

"This woman knows her stuff. There are many warriors in the square, but she chose the most powerful sword spirit and snake spirit."

Chu Feifan murmured to himself, instantly becoming interested in the woman's identity. With a thought, Xiaojian sent her information instantly.

Although the person from the Ziyun Empire is just a maid, he can conclude that the identity of her master is extraordinary.

Snake Spirit led the woman to the attic next to the square. Chu Feifan knew that they had reached an agreement.

"Yuexi, when will they set off?"

As soon as the voice of inquiry rang out, a huge team appeared in the surrounding buildings, and five forces appeared in large groups and marched toward the outside of the city.

"Sir, it's time to leave. Shouldn't we set off too?"

"Set off!"

Chu Feifan waved his sleeves and led Zhao Yun, Luo Shixin, and Leng Yuexi, following closely behind the others as they walked out of the city.

Qingming Mountain is a hundred miles away from Mingfeng City. The sound of horse hooves is loud and the sound of chariots and chariots is endless.

On the back of the galloping Wuzui horse, Chu Feifan tightened the reins and stared straight ahead, with a solemn look on his face.

The temptation of the treasure is really powerful. All the forces are gathering together, and everyone seems determined to get it.

"The things in Chu must belong to Chu."

A firm voice sounded, a flash of cold light passed by, and the rich aura of the king floated in the cold wind.

On horseback, he looked scornful of the world, obviously completely different from the ordinary people in the team.

Asking for rewards, asking for recommendation votes, and asking for monthly votes.

(End of chapter)


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