Originally, Zhao Changhe went to Jiangnan, just planning to find something to do.

His enemies are running out......

The Blood God Sect didn't know what to think now, so it took a break for the time being, and even the bounty was coldly treated. This is a good thing, Zhao Changhe really doesn't want to be an enemy of them in his heart, there is no real grudge, not to mention, Sun Jiaoxi still belongs to Shien, and Sect Master Xue is still ...... Then have fun.

After the bounty was coldly treated, Tingxuelou, who had been assassinated by the high bounty and brought a lot of pressure to Zhao Changhe, also stopped moving. Zhao Changhe didn't know what the idea of these assassin organizations was, would they take revenge for the failure of the mission and the death of many people, maybe a big wave was brewing? In short, it is true that there is no reaction at the moment.

Because of escorting Yangyang, he offended some people on Hebei Road, those people belong to the local underworld and will not travel thousands of miles to chase and kill, not to mention that now there is a high probability that they are trembling under Cui Wenjing's revenge, and it is difficult to protect themselves.

Because of the internal affairs of the Cui family, he offended the people of Cui Wenjue's family, which led to being intercepted when he left the Cui family, and now this matter has disappeared, Cui Wenjing cannot let this kind of thing develop, for such a long time, it should be cleaned early.

Well, the imperial court wanted warrant is gone, and he has become a secret agent of the Demon Suppression Division.

Turning his head, Zhao Changhe was surprised to find that he didn't have the pressure of survival when he first came to this world. In fact, this is very normal, who can be either a vendetta or something all day long, and there are so many conflicts, and it is not a halo of group ridicule. However, this made the natural bandits very uncomfortable, and they felt that they would lose the environment for martial arts ascension.

In addition, since Cui Wenjing and Tang Wanxiang were unable to improve their meridian conditions, they always had to find out what they had to try.

So going south, there are always more wonderful rivers and lakes in the huge rivers and lakes, waiting for themselves to explore.

But this kind of walking is relatively confused, and there is no clear goal. said that he took Maitreya as a goal to do things, but he didn't know where to start, so that he was depressed all the way, and he didn't know what he was going to do, and he was about to do social research.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in Yangzhou, I met the inexplicably enthusiastic Wan Dongliu, who was suspected of being related to Maitreya. This is still the young master of the Cao Gang, the top local head snake. Zhao Changhe's heart was simply pleasantly surprised, the sorrow along the way was swept away in an instant, all the excitement was mobilized, and the blood was rushing in his heart again.

Really born a bandit, Zhao Changhe himself couldn't help but comment on himself like this.

Wan Dongliu really didn't stay in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, nor did he take the fans around him and went home alone.

After a while, a turtle man chased after him, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Wan, Zhao Changhe and Ruyan entered the house, and soon threw themselves on the bed, and Ruyan scolded him for being anxious." ”

Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "Mountain bandit, do you really expect him to be so elegant, and he can't paint like a smoke and a piano?" That's normal. ”

Gui Gong also smiled: "It shows that this person is actually very easy to entrap." ”

Wan Dongliu shook his head: "It is said that this person has a backbone in the back of his head, and it is common for him to turn his face afterwards, and I am afraid that this little thing will not be able to be entangled." ”

"So the Buddhas also think that it is better if they can control it, and this person has potential and should be included in the teaching." ”

Wan Dongliu said leisurely: "I suggest going to the Buddha, so far it is relatively good, such as Yan is the kind of ordinary believer who has not practiced secret arts, it is not a big problem." Regardless of whether it can win people's hearts or not, it is finally a good fate, and there is no loss in giving away people to play with the top card of a green building. If you really want to control it forcibly, I'm afraid it will provoke backlash, but it's not beautiful...... Think about what the result of the Blood Evil Gong controlling him. ”

Turtle Gong sneered, "We are not comparable to the kind of waste of the Blood God Sect. ”

Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "That's nature, Maitreya has vast powers, and the Dharma is boundless, how can it be compared to a bloodthirsty evil god." Okay, I don't care about Zhao Changhe's affairs, originally I just met by chance, not my job. ”

Gui Gong lowered his voice: "The thing you did ......"

Wan Dongliu shook his head lightly: "It's not a place to say." ”

Gui Gong woke up and realized that this was on the street, just talk about Zhao Changhe, the real big thing is that no matter how clean and no one is at night, it is not suitable to talk about, so he said in a low voice: "Okay, go to the Buddha and wait for the feedback of Young Master Wan." ”

Gui Gong hurriedly went back, Wan Dongliu walked a few steps slowly, suddenly smiled "sneered", and started his light work and left quickly.

Zhao Changhe, who was hiding on the roof in the distance, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to go any further.

He didn't know if Wan Dongliu was sneering at Guigong, Maitreya, or him, the follower.

If it is the latter, the strength of this Wan Dongliu is a bit unpredictable. Due to the hanging of his eyes behind him, his strengthening of his five senses far exceeded that of normal cultivators of the same level or even slightly more advanced, which was the main reason why he was able to repeatedly avoid assassination and seize the opportunity before. But if Wan Dongliu's five senses have exceeded his own plug-in bonus, then what strength does he have?

But if that's the case, why laugh at the reminder? Is it just the disdain of the strong......

If it was the former, he was actually laughing at Maitreya and this turtle prince...... It shows that Wan Dongliu is a Maitreya on the surface, but he actually has other plans? Then his extra enthusiasm for himself seems to have another meaning......

Judging from the conversation he had with Turtle Gong just now, he didn't seem to have much ill will towards him, at most he didn't think much of it.

On the contrary, this Xiaoxiang Pavilion is directly subordinate to the Maitreya Sect, no wonder he rode his horse over, and this old bustard is particularly enthusiastic to solicit customers...... Just like Wanhualou in Jianhu City, it's not that he is particularly handsome, these two bustards are there for a reason.

Damn, it's all actors.

Zhao Changhe thought about it, but quietly returned to the Qinglou and got into Ruyan's side.

Originally, she was in a coma, and she didn't plan to continue to mix here, but since Ruyan is an ordinary person, it's not a big problem. In front of martial arts, how can ordinary people figure out how they are broken......

He lay quietly next to him and practiced the Liuhe Divine Skill, and after running for a few weeks, he woke up with a sound around him.

Zhao Changhe didn't settle down, so he quickly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Beauty, wake up?" ”

Ruyan shrank into the bed in some fright, from the perspective of ordinary people, it was that this villain was too rough when he pounced, and he didn't know where he knocked her out.

How can this kind of guest be served, don't be killed by him if you really get it.

Sure enough, I heard Zhao Changhe laugh and said: "You are too delicate, you will faint when you touch it, you are not happy, come again?" ”

Ruyan was scared half to death, and begged for mercy: "Master spared the slave family, and the slave family can ...... with his mouth"

"That's a big deal!" Zhao Changhe's eyes widened: "It's itchy through the boots, it's better not to!" ”

In fact, this is more comfortable, this reckless man really doesn't understand. But he didn't dare to argue, and he was a little trembling.

"Forget it." Zhao Changhe turned over and got out of bed, and took the wine jug on the table: "Accompany the master to drink a few glasses, if you really want to use your mouth, it is better to use your little mouth to tell a story." The first time I came to Jiangnan, I was quite interested in things here, and the woman was very tired of it. ”

Ruyan is ecstatic in his heart, and it's not useless for the vulgar bandits who don't understand the amorous feelings, isn't it easy to listen to stories? It's okay to talk all night!

She filled the wine glass for Zhao Changhe briskly, for fear that he would regret it, and hurriedly asked, "What story does the son want to hear?" ”

"Are there twenty-four bridges in Yangzhou?"

Ruyan was stunned for a moment, Meimu glanced at Zhao Changhe carefully, and said in her heart, don't you know how to understand, you know the ancient verses, can you not know what your mouth is doing? Oh yes, that's not what people mean in their original poems, it seems that they are in the land of fireworks but they are dirty, and Zhao Gongzi definitely doesn't mean that.

Thinking of this, he fixed his mind: "Yes, there is, but I don't know if it's that one, everyone thinks it is, that's it." ”

God knows that Zhao Gongzi means that, and he is particularly interested: "Oh, is the twenty-four bridges really one, not twenty-four?" ”

"There is also a saying that the bridges in the city add up, but now the bridges in the city are not more than thirty or fifty, and no one can say which twenty-four they are."

"Hmm......" Zhao Changhe took a sip of wine and said, "I have to go and see if I have time." ”

The conversation box was opened, and Ruyan was no longer afraid, and said with a smile: "Childe understands poetry? ”

"I don't understand, I used to go to the Qinglou to listen to other girls sing."

“……”

Zhao Changhe said seemingly casually: "By the way, the news of Brother Wan has not been updated in the Book of Troubled Times for a long time, he used to be the fifth level of the entrance, seventy, and now he is still the fifth layer, isn't it?" ”

"I don't know this like smoke, Young Master Wan has rarely done anything with others in the past two years, and no one dares to provoke the Cao Gang in Yangzhou."

"There are no foreign dragons? This is the place where Cao Yun gathers, and there are many foreign tourists. ”

"It's true that there are a lot of outsiders, but no one is so short-sighted. In fact, in addition to Gongzi recently, there are also other famous artists on the Qianlong list in Yangzhou. ”

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment: "Oh? Who else? I'd like to get to know each other when I have a chance. ”

Ruyan glanced at him, and stopped talking.

"What kind of virtue, if you know someone, you can say it!"

"There is the Xuanchong Daoist of the Taiyi Sect, the son of Tang Buqi of the Gusu Tang family......"

"Huh?" Zhao Changhe took a sip of wine and looked forward to it: "It seems that I came quite at the right time, the group of heroes is gathered, this is ...... What's so good about this, I haven't had a holiday with them. ”

Ruyan paused for a moment, and continued with a strange expression: "There are still ...... Luoxia Mountain Villa Yue Hongling. ”

"Poof!" Zhao Changhe squirted out wine.

(End of chapter)