Yang Yu urged the horse to move, holding the bow in his hand, his eyes like lightning, scanning the mountains and forests, and everything he passed was clear at a glance.
Slightly broken vegetation and a faint smell of blood could be seen.
The six-door headhunters are as good at hiding themselves as they are at chasing down murderers, and Fang Qidao is one of the best. He hides himself as soon as the night falls.
only……
"The way of this person is as clear as a horizontal training, but the vitality is so strong..."
Yang Yu's mind was concentrated, sensing the subtle changes in his surroundings.
That golden bean had the power of only one blow, which was not beyond his expectation.
But the power of this blow was undoubtedly tyrannical. Yang Yu thought to himself that if he took this punch, his end would not be worse than that of Liujishan that day.
It's best to just take a breath.
Fang Qidao's horizontal training was far from comparable to that of Ji Longshan. With this punch, all the blood in his body was squeezed out, but he was still able to escape at such a fast speed.
It was really beyond his expectation.
"Thirteen blood exchanges, five foundation building stages. Fang Qidao is undoubtedly a quasi-grandmaster who has undergone thirteen blood exchanges and used himself as the furnace to cultivate his own path. He only needs the step of 'transformation and rebirth'.
Knocking on the door of the Martial Saint..."
Thoughts flashed through Yang Yu's mind, but the bow string in his palm was slowly drawn to full length, like an electric eye flashing across the night.
collapse!
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Delin City, adjacent to Shunde and Mulin, and facing Qingzhou across Nanshan Mountain, is a famous city for thousands of years. Although it is not as prosperous as Deyang and Mulin, it is still a good place.
Compared with Shunde Prefecture, which is in a remote and remote area, it is much better.
At the turn of summer and autumn, it is especially prosperous. The streets are bustling with traffic, businesses are constantly coming and going, and the sounds of vendors selling goods come and go.
Pedestrians rub shoulders one after another.
Zuixian Pavilion is six stories high, with carved railings and jade inlays, and elegant decoration. It is one of the most famous restaurants in Delin City. Because it has an imperial chef who invites banquets from the capital, there are no empty seats despite the high price.
But at this time, it had been three days since lunch, and the meal was about to arrive. It should have been full, but the Zuixian Pavilion was deserted. Even if there were guests who wanted to come, they were all turned away by the waiter.
It is not accurate to say that there is no one.
In the middle of the empty hall, there was a large table filled with delicacies, wine and wine.
There are all kinds of delicacies, all prepared by the royal chef, with all colors and flavors, but no one of the six people present moved their chopsticks or cup.
The shopkeeper of Zuixian Pavilion is the seventh person and the only one standing.
He is also a prominent figure in the city, with a fortune of millions, enough to buy a street in the busy city. However, at this time, he is waiting on the side like a servant.
He didn't even dare to speak.
There was no other reason. The six people on the table were all big shots that he could never afford to offend.
On the table, there were monks, Taoists, young and old, men and women.
The monk whose hair is half white is called "Fuyun". He is a very famous monk in Delin Mansion. However, this fame is not due to his profound Buddhist teachings.
But he has all the five poisons, including eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling.
He looks like he is seventy or eighty years old, but he is actually only fifty years old.
Beside him, there was a very coquettish woman with her skirt half-undressed. She was his mistress and the proprietress of the largest brothel in the city.
Sitting directly opposite him is a middle-aged Taoist wearing a mysterious crown. His face is like a crown jade, his body is slender, his Taoist name is "Beifeng", and his origin is unpredictable.
But his swordsmanship is very good, and he once blinded fourteen masters with one sword.
On his left and right hands were two Taoist boys, a boy and a girl. One was carrying a sword and the other was carrying a harp. However, they were not his boys, but the elders of Wanxing Gate outside the city.
It’s not because you are young, it’s because you are born this way.
Because the two were never separated, they were also called 'male and female Taoists'.
The sixth person outside the five people is a middle-aged man with a fair face and a rich appearance. He has a smile on his face and is wearing silk and jewelry. He looks very wealthy.
"Wang Yuanwai, you invited me to come and said that there was a great good thing coming. I wonder what it is?"
Monk Fuyun half-exposed his withered chest, breaking the silence.
The other people had different expressions, but they all looked at the wealthy middle-aged man.
"Haha, don't be anxious, everyone. After all, we have to get everyone together before we can talk."
The wealthy middle-aged man responded with a smile, but kept his mouth shut.
"Is there anyone in the Delin Mansion who can drink with me?"
The boy with the sword on his back spoke, his voice was like a loud bell, showing his strong internal energy cultivation.
"Fellow Taoist hero, please be patient and don't be impatient."
The boy carrying the sword was only three feet tall, but Wang Yuanwai seemed to have a more cautious attitude towards him. He listened to his words and explained:
"Although it doesn't exist in Delin Mansion, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist in other places either."
"Um?"
"Not Delin's?"
"Is there a guest outside, Mr. Wang? Where did the raptor come from?"
Hearing this, the other people were also a little curious.
Poor people may not be stingy, and rich people may not be generous.
Apart from Mr. Wang, he has a net worth of tens of millions. In the entire Delin Mansion, only the big boss who has never been seen is richer than him. However, he is extremely stingy.
In a wealthy family, there are three concubines, but only two houses to enter. I am covered in silk, but the whole family is dressed in linen, and there is no smell of oil.
This is true for one's own people, let alone others.
They were still surprised that he had changed his gender when he booked the entire Zuixian Pavilion today, but now it seems that it was because of this guest.
"Haha~"
When Wang Yuan saw that everyone had guesses, he no longer concealed it:
"Do you know that Mulin Mansion and the Dajiao Clan are there?"
"The Dajiao Gang that once controlled nearly half of Mulin Mansion's water transportation?"
Beifeng Taoist said in a deep voice:
"The Big Flood Dragon Gang is said to have over ten thousand members and a cloud of experts. However, Pindao heard that the Big Flood Dragon Gang was wiped out by the imperial court a long time ago, and many of the experts were captured in one fell swoop..."
The others also frowned.
Mulin Mansion and Delin Mansion border on each other. Although they are not close to each other, it is natural that they would not know about such a big event.
"If the people coming here are from the Dajiao Gang, I'm afraid they may not be worthy of Yuan Wang's generosity."
Monk Fuyun lost interest.
He didn't want to pay attention to a gang that was wiped out by the imperial court.
Because this represents huge trouble.
"Don't underestimate the Big Jiao Gang. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The big gang that has controlled water transportation for many years naturally has some background..."
Wang Yuanwai said, suddenly paused and looked out the door.
The rest of the people, in no particular order, all looked at the crowded street outside the door.
call!
There seems to be a gentle breeze coming.
A figure appeared in the restaurant like a ghost.
Several people looked at the visitor.
The person who came was dressed in black, about eight feet tall, with a slender figure and a handsome face, but there was a deep gloom between his eyebrows, which made people dislike him.
The visitor looked around at the crowd and slightly bowed his hands in greeting:
"Xu Silong, I have met all of you colleagues."
"Xu Silong? Young leader of the Dajiao Gang? I heard that you were captured by the Jinyi Guards and put in prison, but you actually escaped?"
Everyone was surprised when they heard that people were signing up.
Jinyiwei is different from the Six Doors. It rarely takes people, but once it takes someone, it is more difficult to escape. How does a young gang leader of a run-down gang have such strength?
"Jinyiwei has too much time to take care of himself, so it will be easy to escape."
Xu Silong glanced at it, and the shopkeeper trembled all over. He hurriedly took a few steps back, closed the door, and stepped out.
"Brother Xu is too nervous. I'm waiting here. Does anyone dare to leak the news?"
Wang Yuanwai chuckled lightly and asked him to take a seat.
"No."
Xu Silong waved his hand and refused. He scanned the surroundings again, restrained his voice, and said in a deep voice:
"Of course you are here, you must be one of our own. I will make a long story short. Firstly, I am here to invite you to join the religion, and secondly, I have a great good thing that I want to share with you!"
"etc!"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a few people who changed their minds:
"Join a religion? Which religion do you want to join? What religion do you want to join?!"
Xu Silong calmed down his expression and became solemn:
"All living beings suffer, my mother is compassionate!"
"Pity Life Cult!"
They looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.
Monk Fuyun was about to explode, but he was held tightly by the old lady. She bit her lips and looked at Wang Yuanwai, who still had a warm smile: