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341. The Lonely Star

()Find your way home!

Every impact was like being hit by a heavy hammer, causing her blood to boil and her wrists to tremble, like a candle in the wind, ready to be destroyed by the raging waves at any time.

Zhao Yujing's whole body was like a dragon that was overturning the river, and the blade of the sword was like the sharp claws, striking at the mysterious woman again and again, gaining an absolute advantage.

No matter how the mysterious woman dodges or defends, the shadow of the sword follows her like a shadow, clinging to her bones. In the blink of an eye, several wounds appear on her body, and blood flows out of her tender snow skin, making people salivate.

"Take my sword and turn the waves over the river!" A loud shout rang out, and a sharp sword light struck at extremely fast speed, creating a perfect artistic conception of turbulence and gentleness.

The mysterious woman's color changed slightly, she held her sword across the crossbar, and the two sword blades slammed together. A soft energy came like a rapid wave, vibrating violently throughout her body through her arms.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, and her lungs were instantly shocked. Even her muscles and bones were almost shaken apart. Her whole body was knocked backwards for more than ten feet, and she slid with her feet on the ground for a long time.

Only distance can stabilize the body.

A long blood trail appeared between the two of them.

"Haha, Lian Zhen, go back! This thing has nothing to do with you." Zhao Yujing looked at the embarrassed mysterious woman and smiled loudly.

The mysterious woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up slowly, and said coldly: "It's not over yet!"

"Do you want to continue? Pingdao won't hold back if you come again!" Zhao Yujing frowned.

"You will live and die!"

A mysterious woman stood with a sword in her right hand, and the sword fingers of her left hand gently touched the exquisite sword blade. The light cyan innate essence slowly blended into the sword blade. The silver bell on the hilt trembled crazily, and the sword intention surged like a tide.

She waved her sword gently, and a pleasant sound suddenly sounded from heaven to earth, like a beautiful piece of music, spreading in all directions.

This sound is mixed with a sad and beautiful artistic conception, just like a weeping woman singing by the riverside in the middle of the night. It is touching and touching.

Zhao Yujing's gleaming eyes were filled with confusion, and he was completely intoxicated.

Brush, suddenly, a flash of sword light lit up, passing Zhao Yujing in an instant.

This move is called Lone Star Duo Yin!

Severe pain came and he suddenly woke up, but it was too late. A wisp of blood spurted out from his throat, his consciousness gradually disappeared, and he fell to the ground immediately.

The second-rate sect and the Celestial Master's Way perished.

The mysterious woman picked up the wooden box on the ground and opened it. A tortoise-shell-shaped sea-blue crystal lay quietly inside, emitting an intoxicating sea-blue halo.

Black Turtle Secret Armor, got it!

"Yo~..."

A loud eagle cry came from the distance, and a black phantom quickly crossed an arc in mid-air, and soon flew towards 'Lian Zhen'.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a flying eagle carrying a message.

Lian Zhen stretched out a hand, and the flying eagle seemed to know the human figure and fell down consciously.

She took out a piece of paper rolled up one foot from the mailbox at the foot of Eagle Foot, opened it and saw a line of vigorous small words written on it.

"Start the plan and execute it quickly!"

Lian Zhen clenched her white and tender hands, and the piece of paper instantly turned into countless pieces and scattered in the wind.

A pair of lonely eyes looked up at the starry sky, and a sigh came from under the cold bronze mask: "Killing in a lifetime, why do you think so!"

...

Two days later, on an official road at the border of Xuzhou and Langya County.

Lu Chen carried his sword and moved forward without any hurry. He walked to a pergola and found a place to rest.

The waiter smiled and said: "Sir, what would you like to eat?"

"What do you have here? Tell me about it?" Lu Chen said gently, wearing a bamboo hat.

The waiter smiled and said: "Sir, we don't have any delicious food here. We only have some simple coarse food and spirits, specially provided to the tourists who are staying. You see, it is written on the wall behind us!"

"It's just a simple meal, so let's get a pound of soy beef, six steamed buns, and half a pound of sake!" Lu Chen glanced at the sign hanging on the wall, which had a lot of food names written on it.

The waiter nodded: "Okay, I'll come right away!"

"By the way, little brother, how far is it from Suiyang?" Lu Chen asked with a smile.

When the waiter heard this, he pointed to the official road next to him and said: "Follow this road for more than thirty miles, and you will reach Lanling County. Go through it and walk around to the east for more than a hundred miles, and you will reach Suiyang!"

"Thank you!" Lu Chen heard the other party's answer and nodded with a smile.

Soon the food and wine were served. Lu Chen was in a hurry and had never had a full meal. When he saw the food coming, he ate it quickly.

During lunch time, tourists and pedestrians were rushing in one after another. In just a short time, all six tables in the pergola were full.

Among them, there was a man and two women who attracted Lu Chen's attention. They were sitting on the table next to them. They were all dressed in blue, with hair crowns on their heads, and a beautiful golden sword embroidered on their chests, surrounded by cloud patterns.

Lu Chen knew this sign very well. It was obvious that the three of them were disciples of Liuyun Sword Sect.

This place is beyond the boundary of Qingzhou, and why the disciples of Jian Zong are here is a bit confusing.

At this moment, another group of burly men came outside, dragging a young girl with her hair tied up.

The tourists in the pavilion looked at this scene in surprise. They saw that these men were full of recklessness and were obviously not good people.

The tied young girl had disheveled hair, a miserable expression, and tears on her face. She was probably a poor person.

A group of people were sitting at two tables. The bald man at the head shouted sharply: "Waiter, bring me twenty steamed buns and three kilograms of braised pork!"

"Haha, boss, we captured Old Man Wang's daughter, where do you think we can sell it?" said a skinny man with a scarred face on the table.

The bald man glanced at the young girl next to him, stretched out his hand to touch her young and pretty face, and laughed loudly: "Of course such a beautiful girl can be sold to a brothel. She can sell it for a hundred and eighty taels at least.

This deal is worth it!"

"Sell it to a brothel, brother. I think it's better to be a mother-in-law for my little brother." The scarred man chuckled.

The bald man laughed and scolded: "Oh, brother, I forgot, you are still a bachelor, you can have this little girl."

"Really, thank you so much, brother!" The scarred man's eyes gleamed when he heard this.

The bald man changed the topic and joked: "Don't be happy yet. If you want this little girl, you must at least get one hundred and eighty taels of silver. Otherwise, the other brothers will not be happy!"

"Yes, brother is right!"

"Little Scar, you are the youngest here and it's not your turn. Go and cool off!"

"No, we have so many bachelors, why should it be yours?" Several men around him laughed and cursed. In their eyes, the little girl was like a beast, ready to be slaughtered.

"Brother, you...!" The scarred man was full of annoyance when he saw his brothers laughing at him.

Soon, the waiter came with food and wine, and the group started eating and drinking, while the tied girl squatted alone in a corner, looking at them eagerly.

When the surrounding passengers saw this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly. Although they had compassion, they did not dare to cause trouble.

Looking at the reckless look on the faces of these people, they are either mountain bandits or local bullies who are causing trouble. No ordinary person would dare to provoke them.

In this wilderness, a dead person is no different than a dead rabbit. In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass.

When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they just don't provoke it if they can.

Seeing how pitiful the girl was, the scarred man picked up a white steamed bun and prepared to send it to her.

"What are you doing, little Scar!" The bald man saw this scene and said with his eyebrows raised.

The scarred man sneered and said, "Isn't this food? I have to give people food!"

"Put it down, everyone is not full, and you are giving it to others, so don't eat it!" the bald man shouted, slapping the table, with a look of anger in his eyes.

The scarred man glanced at his companions around him, sighed, and then obediently put the bun down.

"Hmph, you son of a bitch wants to be a white-eyed wolf!" The bald man sneered, took a steamed bun and took a bite, then threw it to the ground and rolled around a few times before landing at the little girl's feet.

The girl was also very hungry, so she took the dirty steamed bun and gnawed it without hesitation.

Such a scene makes some people really unable to stand it.

"Hey, let this girl go, and I'll give you some money!" A young woman walked past and threw a piece of silver on the table of the men.

The group of men looked back and saw a young woman in blue clothes walking over, apparently wanting to redeem the girl.

"Senior sister, stop causing trouble!"

"Zhang Qing, forget it!" A man and a woman who were following him saw that the situation was not good and quickly ran to hold Zhang Qing.

The bald man had one foot on the bench, holding the ingot of silver in one hand, and said with a playful smile: "Hey, beauty, are you going to do something heroic?"

"Don't you think it's ridiculous for so many of you to bully a little girl?" Zhang Qing held a sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and said righteously.

Lu Chen sat opposite and watched this scene with interest.

The bald man saw that the other party was well-dressed, well-mannered, and of extraordinary origin, so he said politely: "Beauty, we are serious people, and we have not done anything to rob our homes!"

"Then what's going on with you tying up this little girl?" Zhang Qing frowned and looked at the girl in the corner.

The bald man smiled and said: "This matter is very simple. His father, Old Man Wang, owes me a lot of money. If he doesn't have the money to pay back, he will use his daughter to pay off the debt!"

"What, I owe you a huge sum of money, and you are using someone else's daughter to pay off the debt. You are bullying the people, in a fish and meat village!" Zhang Qing said angrily.

The bald man said confidently: "It is natural to pay back debts. If his father can't pay, then I can only use his precious daughter to pay off the debts. Isn't this normal?"

"Then I'll give you this ingot of silver, which should be enough to pay off the debt. Let this girl go!" Zhang Qing pointed at the girl in the corner and said.

The bald man held the broken piece of silver and sneered: "Beauty, are you mistaken? You just want to fool our brothers with this little money. You are overthinking it!"

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