Chapter 277: A Group of Jianghu Guests

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Arrange today's training task, Yan Chixia chatted with Xiahou and Pang Yong.

Yan Chixia said: "Brother Xia, Brother Pang, have you noticed recently that during this time, the atmosphere in the city is not quite right? ā€

"Something is wrong in the city?"

Xiahou shook his head, but Pang Yong was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, and asked rhetorically: "What you said should be that there have been a lot of people in the rivers and lakes in Hangzhou Mansion City recently, right?" ā€

"Hehe, Brother Pang has either been training in the martial arts hall recently, or he has been accompanying Miss Hu, and he has actually paid attention to the affairs of Fucheng?"

Ye Ke laughed and walked in while making fun of Pang Yong.

Pang Yong has been going through the wedding process since he and Hu Yuer made a lifelong agreement a year ago.

Hu Yuer is a big family in Phoenix Mountain, and almost everyone there is surnamed Hu, so some rabbit spirits also follow the customs of the countryside and give themselves a surname Hu.

At present, the next step is to ask for a date, that is, to discuss the wedding date, and if this step continues, the two will not see each other for a long time, so the two have been together for a long time.

Pang Yong listened to Ye Ke's joke, Yan Chixia and Xiahou made fun of it together, and he was not annoyed, but he just laughed twice, and said: "Two days ago, Miss Hu and I were playing in West Lake, and I saw batches of Jianghu experts coming here, so I inevitably muttered a little in my heart. ā€

"But at first, I thought that these people were all here to see Brother Xu's wedding, so I didn't care. But yesterday's wedding was a whole day, and those good players participated in three good achievements. ā€

Ye Ke nodded, feeling the same way.

In the past few days, although he has been preparing for the wedding, his surveillance and attention to Hangzhou and Qiantang County have not decreased.

After all, this is his territory, and he must always pay attention to it, otherwise his territory is violated by others and he doesn't know it, and he is not far from death.

Recently, there have suddenly been a lot of people in the rivers and lakes in Hangzhou with swords and swords, all of them have a strong breath and strong blood, almost occupying the general inns and green buildings in the city.

The Three Emperors Martial Arts Association had already sent him a message, saying that a purple-clothed marquis had come to Hangzhou Mansion and wanted to compete with a swordsman from Dongying, in order to attract countless masters of the rivers and lakes to watch the battle.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Dongying swordsman were Chinese people, in order to embody various martial arts, and traveled to Fusang in the east, and in his generation, he had already practiced to the highest level, so he returned to Middle-earth to try the sword.

And the Marquis of Ziyi is also a master of Middle-earth, who sails on the sea all the year round and is known as the first sword on the sea.

After the Dongying swordsman fought all over the world, he challenged the Ziyi Hou, and the two sides agreed to have a big battle on the West Lake in Hangzhou recently.

Hearing this news, Ye Ke smiled suddenly, isn't this the story of the sword record of the flowers, the hero of the story is that Fang Baoyu!

Therefore, although this story is slightly different from Ye Ke's impression, he didn't care.

Today, Li Gongfu has become a famous catcher in Hangzhou Prefecture, with a very high reputation, and his younger brothers are also strong in various skills, all of which have been polished by Ye Ke, and the catchers in Fucheng and the county town are all masters of polishing in the Han Wen Martial Arts Hall, and they can be regarded as his disciples. So as long as these guys don't get into trouble in the city, it's fine. Once they don't follow the rules, the strict catchers are not vegetarians, and they will be told to know what official law is!

After Ye Ke finished talking about this matter, Xiahou and Pang Yong nodded, but Yan Chixia frowned.

"Why, did you notice something wrong?"

His state naturally couldn't hide Ye Ke's eyes, he looked at Yan Chixia and asked directly: "If you find anything, it's just that there is anything inconvenient to say between our brothers!" ā€

"I didn't find anything wrong with this!"

Yan Chixia shook her head and said with a wry smile: "But I know about this matter, it happened once before. ā€

"What?" Ye Ke's face changed slightly, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "Brother Yan, please say it directly." ā€

Yan Chixia said: "When I was a child learning art, my master told me that about one hundred and fifty years ago, I also thought that the Dongying swordsman defeated the invincible opponent in the Central Plains, but with one move, he was defeated by the sword of the purple-clothed marquis of the East China Sea, so he made a ten-year covenant. The purple-clothed marquis was seriously injured and died. ā€

"Ten years later, the heir of the Purple Yi Hou rose, and a swordsman named Fang Baoyu created a kung fu that no one had done before, defeated the Dongying swordsman, and maintained the dignity of Huaxia."

"What? Isn't this story very similar to what is happening right now? ā€

Xia Hou's face was incredulous.

"Could it be that feng shui takes turns, and what happened a hundred years ago has turned here again?"

Pang Yong held his chin and analyzed methodically.

Ye Ke smiled coldly: "If you say that, someone is manipulating everything behind your back!" ā€

He had a glimmer of clarity in his heart.

Someone must have planned this, and the cloth painted a situation that led people to take the bait.

As for who to take the bait, Ye Ke smiled.

Within the boundaries of Hangzhou, who has the greatest power, who has the highest force value, and who has the fearsome tyrannical means?

Needless to say?

As for who set up such a big game, Ye Ke didn't care.

He was convinced that in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were ridiculous, and no matter who planned it, as long as the ultimate goal was against him, Ye Ke promised to make them desperate.

Not only did he think of it, but Xia Hou and Pang Yong also thought of it.

Xiahou is a son of Haoqiang, and he has no fear of the government and the rivers and lakes, because some people in his family have been officials for generations, and some people have wandered the rivers and lakes.

He thought of it, and no matter what Ye Ke thought in his heart, he said solemnly: "Regardless of whether they are targeting us or not, it is best to find out their details, and then take precautions. ā€

You must know that since ancient times, Confucianism has used literature to disrupt the law, and chivalry has violated the prohibition with martial arts. Those who practice martial arts are all bloody, and they are used to seeing the dark side of society, and they believe in the rules of the world that respect strength to the extreme, and they will inevitably do some unscrupulous things.

Although Ye Ke didn't take the imperial court very seriously, Qiantang County, and even Hangzhou Mansion, was his Ye Ke's territory, and it could be regarded as the land of Sangzi where he grew up, so he naturally didn't want to be ruined by a group of martial artists.

But then again, what should the other party do if he has attracted so many reckless people and people with strong blood?

Ye Ke nodded and said, "Yes, it is necessary to be cautious, I want to see what color Hangzhou West Lake will become!" If anyone annoys me, see if they can bear my wrath. ā€

"Master! Master! ā€

As soon as the words fell, a disciple strode into the hall, saluted a few people slightly, with a single trace of anger on his face, and said: "Master, just now, a group of people from the rivers and lakes smashed Qingyutang, and Ning Caichen, who was studying art inside, was also injured!" ā€