Chapter 110: Arriving at Zhanjiang City

Seeing that the city of Zhanjiang was about to be far away, Ye Xianglun slowed down the speed of the speedboat, the speedboat turned into a light boat, and marched forward at the speed of the carriage and horse, and when he saw that the outline of the city in front of him became clearer, Ye Xianglun realized that the torches on both sides of the river were gathered, and the wide river cut the fire into two sections, one was above the riverside city, and the other was on the other side of the river.

"Ship ahead, make a quick detour!"

When Ye Xianglun was approaching Zhanjiang City, he heard the patrolmen on the river in the distance shouting loudly.

Ye Xianglun knew that the patrol on the river must be enemy warships, so he did not reply and continued to gallop forward.

"There's a battle going on here, make a quick detour!"

Seeing that the ship piloted by Ye Xianglun was still moving forward, the patrolman on the river reminded again.

Ye Xianglun lowered the brim of his hat and turned a deaf ear to the patrol's intimidation.

"Who is coming? If you don't listen to persuasion, be careful to serve the bow feathers!"

Seeing that the boat driven by Ye Xianglun had crossed the cordon, for a while, the torches of the patrol ships on the river were bright, illuminating the entire river, and a soldier who seemed to be the leader held up the microphone and roared awe-inspiringly.

Ye Xianglun put the rhythm of the strings extremely slowly, and the light boat continued to advance at the speed of human and horse walking.

"Is it Shao Yuanqin's arrival?"

"There is a sound of strings, it seems that it is indeed Shao Yuan's violinist!"

"It's Shao Yuanqinist! Now the river is saved!"

Hearing the sound of the sparkling piano coming from the river, the soldiers guarding the city above the river chanted in unison.

"The generals will obey the order! Release the arrows !!"

With the shouting of the patrol general, the archers who had been on standby on dozens of ships released their arrows together.

"Whooshβ€”β€”

"Whooshβ€”β€”

"Whooshβ€”β€”

"Whooshβ€”β€”

With the sound of arrow feathers breaking through the air, thousands of cold arrows, reflecting the fire on the surface of the river, rushed towards Ye Xianglun like locusts, and the tips of the arrows shone with a fierce cold light under the reflection of the river.

When the rushing arrow was about to shoot into the ship where Ye Xianglun was, with the fluctuation of a string, a whole note shone out, turning into a note disc, carrying Ye Xianglun into the night sky.

"Knock β€”β€”"

"Knock β€”β€”"

"Knock β€”β€”"

"Knock β€”β€”"

One by one, the feathered arrows sank into the plank of the ship, Ye Xianglun looked at his feet, and the boat he was riding just now was stuck like a hedgehog by the arrows in an instant.

"Sure enough, it's the piano master, soldiers, keep shooting for me!" After seeing Ye Xianglun escape into the air on the note disc, the general of the river patrol continued to order the archers to shoot at Ye Xianglun in the night sky.

Ye Xianglun in the night sky saw the arrows like flying locusts shooting towards him again, his expression was not the slightest flustered, he plucked the strings with his fingers, and more than ten whole notes shuttled back and forth in front of him.

"Ding β€”β€”"

"Ding β€”β€”"

"Ding β€”β€”"

"Ding β€”β€”"

In the night sky, the sound of a metal collision was heard, and the arrows that came at a speed were all shot down on the surface of the river by Ye Xianglun's whole notes.

"Archer, keep firing arrows!"

The general who patrolled the river continued to drink, and ordered the bow feather hand to shoot arrow feathers at Ye Xianglun, who was sitting calmly in the night sky.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing the arrow feathers shot again, Ye Xianglun was finally enraged, and with a flick of his ten fingers, the strings of the guqin sparkled and moved, and all the notes in the sky poured out.

"Ding-dongβ€”β€”"

"Ding-dongβ€”β€”"

When the arrow approached Ye Xianglun again, Ye Xianglun drove all the whole notes and turned the direction in which the arrow flew in mid-air, and all the arrows from Huanghuang returned the same way as they flew.

"Uh......"

"Uh......"

"Uh......"

"Uh......"

There were countless painful moans coming from the ships confronting Ye Xianglun on the river.

"Puff β€”β€”"

"Puff β€”β€”"

"Puff β€”β€”"

"Puff β€”β€”"

The bowers who were originally standing according to the boat, in the inexplicable exclamation, fell into the water one after another, and in an instant, the river surface was blood-red, and under the light of the fire, the surface of the river was like the sunset stained red river surface.

"Those who dare to release arrows again will all die!" Above the night sky, Ye Xianglun, who was covered by a hat, said in a cold voice.

This voice was blessed by the whole note, and it resounded through the river for a while, and the bow feather hand who pulled out the bowstring again, under the deterrence of this sound, unconsciously put down the bow and raised the hand.

"There is such a ruthless violinist?" In the eyes of the leader of the patrol river, the Momen disciple who has always followed the rules and conformists, has there never been a violinist who is as bold as this violinist today, and besides, he is not afraid of the sanctions of the Qinist Association?

The general patrolling the river was completely shocked by Ye Xianglun's tone of staring at the world, and unconsciously showed frightened eyes, holding the token in his hand, and didn't know how to cast the number.

"This ......"

Under the panic of the generals, Ye Xianglun took the whole note disc and walked leisurely in the direction of the city tower with the three big characters of "Zhanjiang City" written in golden lacquer.

"Shao Yuanmo!"

"Shao Yuanmo!"

Seeing Ye Xianglun wearing a hat on his head, he drove towards the top of the city of Zhanjiang, and on the city wall, a group of walkers with guqin on their backs and sackcloth and bare feet walked in the direction of Ye Xianglun. There was darkness under the hat, and the walkers couldn't see Ye Xianglun's face clearly under the hat.

"Are you all disciples of Momen?" After standing firmly on the city wall, Ye Xianglun took off his hat, and under the light of the fire, he revealed a face that became more and more resolute.

"You're not Shao Yuanmo?"

After seeing Ye Xianglun's appearance, all the walkers took a step back one after another, and said with some surprise.

"In the next Ye Yiqiu, entrusted by Master Shao Yuanqin, he sent an object to the disciples of the Momen in Zhanjiang City, but all of you are the disciples of the Momen?" After a little explanation, Ye Xianglun continued to ask.

"In the Candle Ji of the Lower Ink Gate, can His Holiness borrow the things entrusted by Shao Yuanmo to read it?" Among the walkers, a burly middle-aged walker took a step forward and said with his fists clenched.

"Since you are a disciple of Momen, of course you can!" Ye Xianglun saw that the dress of this group of walkers was similar to that of Shao Yuanqin, so he took out the bookbag in his arms and threw it to the walker named Candle Ji.

After the traveler took the bookbag, his expression was slightly dark, and then he quickly opened the drawings in the bookbag and looked at it, and immediately exclaimed: "Sure enough, it is Shao Yuanmo's thing!

"Oh, I'm just an ordinary pianist, I met Shao Yuan's violinist in the northern area, because Shao Yuan's violinist was in a tight situation at the time, he couldn't come in person, so he ordered Ye to come and deliver this thing!" Ye Xianglun said lightly the reason for the incident.

"Shao Yuanmo can't come to command in person, is there any difficulty encountered on the way?" Candle Ji stepped forward and asked worriedly after hearing this.

"That's right, Master Shao Yuan was besieged by the ten sons of the Banmen, I'm afraid that there will be less luck!" Ye Xianglun said in a sad voice.

"What!" Shao Yuanqin Master ......," Candle Ji asked in disbelief.

"It's impossible! Shao Yuanmo is a two-star qin master in the Great Perfection realm, and the ten sons of the class will definitely not be able to threaten the safety of Shao Yuanqinshi!"

"Yes, it's impossible, you must be alarmist!"

"That's right!

After hearing Ye Xianglun's words, all the walkers fell into a voice of doubt.

"The disciples of the class used the mountain-building array to trap Shao Yuanqin Master firmly, I am afraid that at this moment it is already more auspicious and less, I advise you to still defend the city, don't let down Shao Yuanqin's parting hope!" Ye Xianglun and the others still didn't want to believe it, so they named and said.