Chapter 392: Dreams

Twin Cities.

Strictly speaking, Wushuang City is not actually a city. The reason is that this Wushuang City is not a real city enshrined by the imperial power.

However, the scale of Wushuang City is not much inferior to that of the Emperor's Male City.

Today's Wushuang City is shining under the hands of Dugu.

Its influence has spread to more than 30 state capitals in the Central Plains, and its power is second only to the Tianxia Association founded by Xiongba.

In Wushuang City, in addition to being Dugu Yifang, his family and the people, there are also a large number of local civilians gathered in the city.

Because of the turmoil in the government and the opposition, the government has long been in vain, so the guards outside the city have been replaced by the solitary ones.

At this moment, Zhao Yu was wearing a green shirt and leading a horse to stand outside the city.

Looking at the iron pillar standing abruptly at the gate of the city, Zhao Yu sighed slightly.

This iron pillar is about three feet thick, more than five zhang high, and its appearance is unremarkable, but the most peculiar thing is that there are two characters about one foot in size engraved on this iron pillar.

Martial Saint!!

Sure enough, what is hidden in this peerless city is the same as what I guessed.

Of course, Zhao Yu also understood that in addition to the sword technique that could shatter the void, there were many good things in this Peerless City.

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An invincible overlord who can double his power.

One move to subdue the love of the elite disciples of the two thousand Peerless City!

In other words, in addition to the dragon vein, the chances of this peerless city are more than those of Lingyun Cave.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu led the horse forward and went straight to the city gate.

The guards at the city gate saw Zhao Yu leading the horse, and there was a greedy glint in his eyes.

Since the turmoil in the Central Plains to the new emperor's succession to the throne, there is no place in the world except for the capital.

And Dugu did even more desperately, and even replaced the guards with his protégés.

Looking at his posture, he almost didn't erect a rebellion!

And this peerless city has naturally become a fish in the mouth of the lonely party.

The disciples under his command were even more unscrupulous in the city, taking and taking away.

Looking at the guards who stopped him, Zhao Yu didn't want to cause more trouble here, so he immediately handed over a piece of silver.

The guard got the money and set his eyes on the horse led by Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to give the horse to the guard.

The guards happily put the relaxed Zhao Yu into the Wushuang City.

Zhao Yu is a willing to suffer?

Zhao Yu, who walked into Wushuang City, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

The guard with the silver and the horse didn't know that he had put one of the greatest scourges for the Peerless City!

"I don't know if our Great Lady of Nie is here......"

Zhao Yu swaggered on the streets of Wushuang City, constantly recalling this memory in his mind.

After a long time, Zhao Yu found that this Peerless City was strictly ranked.

Most of the people who sat in the restaurant eating and drinking and listening to small songs were lonely people, and the other civilians were basically in a state of being unclothed.

And the reason why Zhao Yu has nothing to do is actually looking for someone.

To be precise, he was waiting for a voice to appear.

"I want to be in love with Guan Lang, Taoyuan is righteous, and righteousness is thin and cloudy!

Why is he a hero, but he doesn't understand the mind of the slave family?

He went righteously, leaving the slave's house empty and cold, with tears in his eyes......"

The tune is like a sub-rule crying blood, like an infatuated woman in the world, and her voice asks and complains.

Looking for the sound, a woman with a light veil on her face was plucking the strings and singing at the entrance of the alley.

When Zhao Yu heard this, a smile flashed on his face.

If what he remembered was not wrong, then the key to Wushuang City was in this singing woman!

And she is still singing here, which shows that Nie Feng has not infiltrated Wushuang City at the moment.

Zhao Yu was not in a hurry, and only after the woman finished singing, did he step forward.

The woman's voice was sad and desolate, and the feelings that came out of the pipa sounded that even Zhao Yu, a real layman, heard the charm.

It's a pity that in the bowl in front of the woman, there are only a few copper plates.

Wushuang City, except for the minions of the lonely side, most of the others are poor people, and how many people are willing to give her money?

When the song was finished, the woman got up and took out the only two copper plates in the bowl, turned around and put them into the hands of an old woman who was begging beside her.

Zhao Yu, who was accustomed to seeing the warmth and coldness of people, couldn't help but feel moved when he saw this scene at this time.

The woman was holding the pipa in her arms and was about to leave, but a hand suddenly stretched out in front of her.

In his hand is an ingot of about ten taels of silver.

"Girl, I'm so stupid that I forgot to listen to it for a while."

Zhao Yu, who doesn't pick up money when he walks, is a loss, and he can take out so much money to give to the woman in front of him, which naturally has a purpose.

"Childe has good intentions, but at the end of the song, people are scattered, and he deserves it!"

The woman shook her head, and in the face of the silver handed out by Zhao Yu, she was not moved at all.

"Hehe, you can do without, but what about them?"

Zhao Yu pointed to the scrawny beggars beside him, and said softly as much as he could.

The woman's figure was stunned, and then she slowly looked up at Zhao Yu.

"In this way, the little woman is on behalf of these beggars, thank the son!"

The woman took the money, turned around and walked into the restaurant not far away.

A moment later, three or four guys from the restaurant came out with several large cages.

The cage drawer was opened, and it was full of steaming steamed buns.

The hotel guys, together with the woman, scattered the steamed buns to the beggars around them.

Silver?

If this thing is handed directly to the beggar, before she can turn around, someone may snatch it.

Even at the cost of those beggars.

And changing to steamed buns has become the safest method.

After dividing the steamed buns, the woman stepped forward again, gave Zhao Yu a blessing, and then asked: "Childe is kind, I haven't asked Childe's name yet."

Zhao Yu didn't reply, just stared at the woman and smiled indifferently, turned around and walked towards an inn.

And the woman frowned slightly after Zhao Yu left.

It is rumored that the world will be full of tigers and wolves, but she looks at this person's eyebrows. When giving alms to beggars, there is not the slightest disguise.

"Isn't it wrong?"

The woman with the lute in her arms glanced at the inn again, then shook her head.

Now that she will be on the same page as Wushuang City today, as a descendant of the Hua family, she will never allow anyone to be unfavorable to Wushuang City!

After the woman left, Zhao Yu, who had already entered the inn, was already standing where the woman had just stopped.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yu finally kept up with the woman's figure unhurriedly, and came all the way to a small blue brick courtyard.

"This should be the ......"

Of course, Zhao Yu followed the woman, and he definitely didn't have any wrong thoughts.

But according to Zhao Yu's memory, the place where the Martial Saint Sword Technique was hidden was under this blue brick courtyard!