Chapter 31 Beauty, Are You a Princess?

Author: LeesensenUpdate Time Status: Serialized

Soon, Tang Yan and his party began to set off again, but this time, there was no carriage behind, because Fu Bo's carriage set off a few hours earlier than them. Before leaving, I also hired a lowest-level mercenary group in the union, there were about ten small mercenaries, and the highest powerful group leader was the Seven Star Fighter. When he was on them, Fauber felt very sorry for them, but he didn't explain to them, let them be cannon fodder, just let them escort the carriage to the next city.

The small mercenary group in the big city can receive this good task, they are very happy, how can they notice that they are in danger, they only know that if they are successfully sent to the next city, they can get a thousand gold coins. You can get a thousand gold coins in three days, and many mercenary groups are vying to do this work, but unfortunately Fubo is a helper who is cannon fodder, as long as they die, they don't have to give the other half of the money, but Fubo doesn't know if he can come back alive.

"Boss, why did you go this way?" asked Fauber, a small mercenary leader.

"Oh, we're going to pick up someone, don't worry, I'll pay you. Fauber said to them.

"It's okay, we're just asking, guys, let's keep going, it's only a half-day mistake at most, it's not much worse!"

"Yes, Commander!" said the little mercenaries below.

But they had been walking for a long time, and they did not meet the person whom Fauber had said he was going to pick up, and when they wanted to ask, Fauber said that his friend might not have come. Then he told everyone to go back, saying that it was safer to take the official road, but everyone didn't say anything, and they also thought it was safer to take the official road. As they returned, ten men appeared in front of them, each wearing a black suit and carrying a sword behind their backs to block their path.

"Hand over the men in the carriage or die!" said the man in front of him, pointing to the carriage behind Fauber.

A few little mercenaries, although their strength is not very good, but they know very well the identification of fighting spirit, seeing the fighting spirit exuded from these ten bodies, they hurriedly ran to their regiment commander and said: "Regiment leader, what should I do, I see that the strength of the other party is above the level of the big fighter!"

"I'm not blind, I see! Damn, why is this unlucky? Last time we were robbed of the merchants, this time it's the same, it's still a big fighter, I'll wipe it!" said the regimental commander as he looked at the buckets on their bodies and retreated to the side of the carriage.

"I'll say it again, hand over the people in the carriage, or don't blame us for being ruthless!" said the leading fellow again.

To them, Fauber finally spoke, yes, he was talking, not moving. Even if they can kill these big fighters, the guy who doesn't move in the back is the king of fighting.

"Guys, I'm just a chauffeur, please don't embarrass us!" Fauber said to them with a smile.

"The old thing of the Xuanyuan family, don't think that if you say these words, you can fool us, we are not those guys, let's say, where is Xuanyuan Yue?" They know the Xuanyuan family very well in the world, including this Xuanyuan housekeeper Fubo.

"You all leave!" Fu Bo's goal has been achieved, but he didn't expect that the other party would not kill them, and it would be nothing to let them stay here, so he took out a few hundred gold coins and gave them and let them leave.

"This ......" looked at the head of the regiment who was holding the bag of gold coins in his hand, it was better to say something, just to look at Bofu, and then look at these strong people.

"You can't help me, get out of here!" said Fauber.

"I'm sorry, but we're no match for them!" said the regimental commander, then turned to his subordinates and said, "Let's go!"

These men in black don't kill them, they don't know what's going on anyway, and they don't know them, so they just let them go.

After these little mercenaries left, they immediately surrounded Fu Bo, and one of them climbed into the carriage to take a look, and then asked Fu Bo, "Is Xuanyuan Yue in that carriage named Tang Yan?"

Fauber wouldn't answer his question, but there was already a suspicion in their eyes and the blue sword behind them. As Fauber guesses who they are, one of the guys asks him if he wants to live or die.

"Are you sent by the Sword Sect?" asked Fauber, pointing at them.

Sure enough, after Fauber's question, the men in black all looked at the old guy behind him, as if waiting for him to reply to Fauber's question. Under the gaze of everyone, he just walked slowly towards Fauber, and at the same time took off the black cloth on his face, revealing his pale face, looked at Fauber with a smile and said:

"Are you satisfied with this answer? As long as you hand over the treasures of Xuanyuan's family, we can spare Xuanyuan's life!"

"The Ancient Xuanyuan family will not let you go. Fu Bo recognized him as an elder in the Sword Sect and said.

"Haha. Of course we are afraid, but as long as we collect all the things, the ancient Xuanyuan family will be like your secular Xuanyuan family. He laughed and said to Fauber.

After speaking, the figure disappeared from the spot, and reappeared in front of Fu Bo, with a finger sword deeply inserted into Fu Bo's heart, and his left hand slapped on Fu Bo's chest again. Fauber, who had not yet spoken, flew dozens of meters away from the side of the road like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground without moving.

"Did you go over and see if he was dead?" and everyone else was chasing after me! Damn, this old thing is not a good person, let's stay for a long time!" said the old guy who had killed Fauber and put the black cloth on.

"Yes. Elder!"

The words returned to Tang Yan, this guy is really relieved, after leaving Fengdu City, he has been meditating and retreating in the carriage, for the best beauty in the best around him. Tang Yan began to ask her a few words, but she always ignored Tang Yan as transparent, and Zilan next to her also stared at Tang Yan, making Tang Yan embarrassed to talk to her. If Zilan wasn't there, maybe Tang Yan would be flirtatious for this month.

After Tang Yan realized the power of the sword drawing technique: separation is integration, and integration is separation, Tang Yan began to feel that it was so cute, and practiced this sword drawing style even harder in the snow. There was no feeling of hunger in the snow realm, and every time Tang Yan practiced in the snow realm for ten hours, he would meditate on the ground and practice the five little dragon devouring techniques, over and over again, day after day.

In the snow realm, every day, Tang Yan has made a little progress, although the speed of progress is not very fast, but Tang Yan believes that as long as time continues, sooner or later he will reach the strength of the man in white.

"Hehe, kid, I didn't expect you to get Xue Ling's permission, yes, yes, now you have reached a one-star master fighter, hey, no, you are about to break through a one-star master fighter." When Tang Yan practiced his move, separation is integration, and integration is separation, Tang Yan said in a weak, familiar voice in his head.

"Old man, you finally woke up, damn, if you don't wake up, I'm going to curse you, after bringing me here, within a few days of waking up, you left me down, like a shopkeeper!" Tang Yan said after he stopped practicing his business.

"You're embarrassed to say this, if it's not for your carelessness, would I use it like this? Forget it, I'll have to absorb your strength a little more for the sake of safety!" said the old man, who had just woken up.

"Damn, I've worked hard to become a great fighter, you can suck it if you say it, ah!?I'll wipe your sister's!" Tang Yan found that when he was about to reach the two-star Great Dou Master, he suddenly fell to the level of a Great Dou Master.

"It's enough to absorb the power of a one-star Great Dou Master, and the power of a one-star Great Dou Master is equivalent to the power of a ten-star Great Dou Master. Don't be so stingy, how can you say that last time I almost didn't even have my life in order to save your life, don't you want some alchemy or secret tips?"

"You're embarrassed to say this, obviously there is such a good place to practice in the blowing snow, and you don't tell me, let me waste most of my time in the forest!" Tang Yan complained a little about this old guy.

"I said that at the time, I told you to have a good experience of blowing snow, but you were just stupid, but now it's okay, I didn't expect you to really get Xue Ling's permission. ”

After the old guy finished speaking, he began to explain to Tang Yan the benefits of blowing snow, one of which said that the space in the blowing snow was the same as the dragon ring in his hand, and the owner was automatically chosen. Not everyone can enter the space inside, one difference is that the owner of the space inside the blowing snow is Xue Ling, and the space inside the Dragon Ring is him.

"No wonder, at that time, I felt as if it was calling me, and it gave me a high and low chill!" Hearing the old man's explanation, Tang Yan finally understood the general truth.

"If only you understood, even if I told you at the time, you might not be able to get inside!" said the old man.

"Quickly pass on the alchemy to me, and give me any other powerful martial arts, who knows how long you will be asleep next time!" Tang Yan said.

"Well, I'll have to give it to you sooner or later anyway, take it!"

After the old man finished speaking, two books appeared on the snow, and there was a huge Dan furnace, which was carved with large and small animals, and it was as white as bones. The two books are: "Ancient Danshu" and "Three Thousand Curtain Snow", Danshu Tang Yan knows what it is, but the other one is called "Three Thousand Curtain Snow", which makes him curious to pick it up and take a look.

It's okay not to look at it, but when he opened it, a powerful spirit in Tang Yan attacked his brain, making him almost fall on the snow.

"Damn, aren't you trying to kill me?" Tang Yan hurriedly threw it on the ground, shaking his head and scolding.

"By the way, this thing was created by the owner of Blowing Snow, if it doesn't reach the Douwang level, you can't see it, otherwise you will become an idiot!" the old man said to Tang Yan.

"Can you practice as a fighting king? Are you fooling me again? Damn, I know that you are not a good thing. Tang Yan scolded.

"The above is to say that only the king of the fighting king can practice, but if you cultivate the dragon devouring technique, as long as you reach the spirit of the fight, you can peek at one or two!" the old man said with a very proud look.

"Then what rank is it? Don't tell me it's yellow-ranked. Tang Yan asked again.

"It should be considered a heavenly class, to be honest, I don't know how many classes, I remember that I used to be able to practice only a few moves at most, and I couldn't practice the last three moves!" said the old man as if he was recalling something.

"No, this man in white is really so powerful?" Tang Yan asked when he heard his words.

"What man in white? In the snow realm, he is just a snow spirit, and he is one heaven and one earth worse than his master!" The old man knew who the man in white knew Tang Yan knew.

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