"Why do I want girls to like me?"

"Don't you like girls?"

"I don't like people who ask for money."

"How could you do this?"

"Get used to it."

"This is a brothel!"

"I know."

…

Miss Yan'er is a little worried. This man is not only proud, cold, and highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also stingy and boring.

"Miss Yan'er, serve the wine!"

Miss Yan'er nodded: "As the saying goes, wealth and wealth can be gained through danger, the three heroes are really thoughtful people."

Yan Chuzong did not reply when he heard the words. He seemed to have regarded these people as nothing, and his eyes were still looking at Guandao. In fact, his eyes had never moved even half a minute.

His head was a little confused and his heart was slightly blocked. He was somewhat sure, but he didn't expect that Xue Huaiwei and the others would take action against him.

The wooden "sliding boat" stayed in Fengma Town for half an hour, bought enough food for the journey, and then continued on the road.

As night fell, the suburbs were dark. Xue Huaiwei and Tang Shi were holding torches in front of them. It was no problem to see the road clearly.

Yan Chuzong finally picked up the knife again, but this time he inserted it into the scabbard and said coldly: "I have loved pulling carts since I was a child!"

His cold eyes lit up slightly, and he disappeared in a flash.

Tang Shize asked Yan Cuizong curiously, but his voice was not deliberately suppressed. After all, he was already a prisoner. It didn't matter whether Xin Zhuo heard it or not.

"Save me?" Yan Kuizong frowned.

"So that's it!" Miss Yan'er asked, "Will he pass by here?"

Miss Yan'er blinked: "Since this person is so powerful and all three of Mr. Tang have been poisoned, why do the three of you dare to come? It's not that the slave family looks down on the three of them, but they are just worried that the three of them are in danger."

The four of them looked at each other again and saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes. They quickly returned to their seats as if nothing had happened.

Tang Shi then suppressed his laughter and asked: "Death, or pulling a cart?"

Yan Cunzong nodded: "That's right! To be honest, I and others know your whereabouts. You all bought them from the ancient master."

Miss Yan'er asked the waiter to bring the wine flask, and filled it for the three of them considerately, with bright eyes: "Excellent martial arts skills? Are they real or fake?"

Yan Chunzong thought for a while and said: "Maybe he wants others to explore Xin...the king's reality first."

Miss Yan'er obviously recognized a few of them, so she hurriedly greeted them and narrowed her eyes: "Hey, these are the three heroes Fu Liu Dao, Hao Fang Ke and Ru Yun Long. Which gust of wind brought you here?"

Of course he didn't fall by himself. He had a sword, a gun and a sledgehammer on him.

"Serve the wine!"

Miss Yan'er's heart was moved, and she said with a sweet smile: "Where did you get it? The top-notch martial arts skills cost more than ten thousand gold? Could it be that they were brought by the strong wind?"

"It's you, the coquettish man who can smell it from ten miles away, and the hot man, who has one hundred thousand taels of silver and three books of superior martial arts techniques!"

Du Jiunian asked: "Why doesn't he come?"

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Xue Huaiwei and the others. His expression was still cold, as if he was the winner. He didn't mean to do this, he was just used to it:

"Why? Are you controlled by Thief Xin?"

The three of them and Miss Yan'er looked at each other.

Fu Liudao said calmly: "Is it possible that Miss Yan'er doesn't know about the murder orders of Shenqian Villa, Du Family and Duanyang Tower?"

The bold guest chuckled and explained like a teacher: "This man's name is Xin Zhuo. He is a cunning and treacherous bandit. It is said that he is good at poison. In the past, he deceived Mr. Zhao and others, and later he poisoned Mr. Tang. Du

Master Xue Huaiwei!"

"How many masters have taken over Jianghu's pursuit order now?"

Xue Huaiwei nodded and said: "That's right! If we don't save you, you are already a corpse now!"

Because the 100,000 taels of silver and three sets of high-grade martial arts from the three families of Shenqiang Villa will only impress the fifth-grade and lower martial artists at most, and the masters will not care."

As expected, he is a master and has such beautiful Qinggong skills.

"We are actually saving you!" Tang Shize still held the sword, but his expression was very strange.

Of course he is no match for one against three at the same level.

It was Yan Kuzong who was sitting by the window. Although he was talking, his eyes were still staring at the official road outside the window, and he didn't seem to take the three of them seriously.

The three of them laughed heartily and sat down separately while laughing.

Fu Liudao said: "This is what the ancient master calculated. I spent five hundred taels of silver to buy it. I'm afraid it's true!"

…

Yan Kuzong finally looked at the young man sitting on the wooden "sliding boat" behind him. He looked at it carefully and could not tell his level of martial arts. He shook his head and said, "I don't understand this statement!"

Fu Liu Dao and Miss Yan'er looked at each other, picked up their swords, and immediately ran to the window to look down. Then, they froze on the spot with a blank look on their faces——

The expressions of Fu Liu Dao and the other three people couldn't help but change. They immediately stood up and saluted respectfully: "It turns out to be Li Feng Swordsman Yan Cuizong. Please forgive me for my poor eyesight! Forgive me!"

Yan Chuzong turned around and nodded to please, and then thought about it: "I alone know that there are more than a hundred people including Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Ge, Shaolin Master Xingchi, Wudang Ke Qinge and so on!"

"Canglang——"

Yan Kuozong was lying on the solid stone street, his whole body aching. Pedestrians around him stayed away and looked at him in horror.

"The ancient man? The Guqi old man from Gujiabao who is in the fifth level and is good at calculations?" Xue Huaiwei was finally moved.

Yan Chuzong turned around and replied seriously: "The ancient master is in the fifth level. There are not many people like him. There are probably three or four. No matter how high the level is, there are probably no fifth-level masters.

Ruyunlong smiled and said, "How can I lie to you?"

Xue Huaiwei and the others immediately got out of the way and said with strange expressions: "Very good, you try it!"

He forgot about the pain and looked at Xin Zhuo in horror. He naturally saw a faint trace of cyan wood attribute energy in the air, and his body began to tremble violently.

Yan Chuzongzhen jumped up and grabbed the knife he had thrown aside. Just as he was about to touch the handle of the knife, a stone suddenly flew over and accurately broke the little thumb of his right hand.

Li Feng Swordsman Yan Chuzong is thirty-one years old. He entered the sixth-level realm last year. His sword skills are unpredictable and well-known. He is definitely not comparable to lower-level seventh-level warriors like them.

"Hahaha..." Hao Fangke laughed, "You don't know something. It is said that the little thief is only sixteen or seventeen years old. How high is his martial arts level? He is just a master of poison. We have prepared seventeen types.

I should be somewhat certain about the antidote!"

Xin Zhuo, who had been listening silently, suddenly asked: "How many people are there in the realm of Master Gu? What is the highest realm?"

Li Feng Swordsman Yan Kuizong suddenly lay down on his back, his hair all messed up.

Miss Yan'er blinked her big eyes: "How could a mere prostitute from the Nu family know about such terrible things? Who is so unlucky that he is wanted by three families?"

It's just that the original three people pulling the cart became four.

Fu Liudao and the other three looked at each other and couldn't help but look grim: "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of the wind blowing your tongue?"

Not far away, three young men holding weapons came from downstairs. They were all strong and muscular, with slightly protruding temples. At first glance, they were masters of martial arts!

Yan Kuozong's sword has been unsheathed, with the word "Li Feng" engraved on the snow-white blade.

At this moment, on the official road, three people pulled a wooden "sliding boat" and walked slowly.

The three of them were about to joke a little more when a cold voice came from not far away: "This person belongs to me! You can leave now!"

"Crunch, crunch..."

Xin Zhuo nodded, that's the truth. He had already tested the opinions of Xue Huaiwei and the others on the way. The three families of Shenqiang Villa did not have a Little Grandmaster Realm master with the highest combat power of level 5, so what they could offer was limited.

He asked: "Where are the people from the Shenqian Villa, the Du family and the three Duanyang Tower families?"

Xue Huaiwei and the others immediately looked at their noses and hearts and raised their ears.

Yan Chuzong was stunned: "Something seems to have happened to the three families. It is said that they gathered in Duanyang Tower to discuss, and after issuing the Jianghu fatwa, they stopped taking care of it."
Chapter completed!