0339, Weicheng

This ghost-like black figure was found by her ten days ago, claiming to be the sect master of the ancient sect [Amorous Dao], and her strength was indeed terrifying, far beyond Jiang Xiaohan's cognition, but the problem was that this sect master himself was also physically destroyed, and only kept his soul, as for the so-called [Amorous Dao], maybe it was really terrifying, but Jiang Xiaohan checked countless classics in the library of White Deer Academy, but he did not find a description and record of [Amorous Dao], it seems that the sect has been destroyed a long time ago.

Such a sect, joining it, blessings and disasters are unpredictable.

If it was before, Jiang Xiaohan would never consider such a suggestion.

But the problem now is that Jiang Xiaohan's situation has changed.

Because of Ye Qingyu, now the entire White Deer Academy does not want to see him, and the aristocratic sons who revolved around her in the past also avoided her one by one, and continued to stay in the White Deer Academy, it is difficult to have any further possibilities, Jiang Xiaohan's biggest wish over the years is about to be completely shattered.

She was not reconciled.

After graduating from the academy, she was unwilling to become an ordinary woman, get married, be an ordinary woman, have children, and finally grow old mediocrely, and be trapped in a small place like Luming County for the rest of her life.

"What are you still hesitating about, the era of the sect is coming, the power of [Amorous Dao] is unimaginable, your physique, born to suit my amorous Dao [Smoke and Eye, Charming Heavenly Scripture], Ninefold Heavenly Scripture, you refine the first three, you can overlook the Lingquan Realm martial artist, reach the fifth level, you can overwhelm the top powerhouse, if you have the opportunity to cooperate, you will be trained to the ninth level, you can roam between heaven and earth, and there is no existence that can suppress you......" The voice of the sect master, with endless temptation, sounded beside Jiang Xiaohan.

Jiang Xiaohan took a deep breath.

"Okay, I promise. ”

She made her choice.

"Haha, that's the smart thing to do. The Sect Master smiled with satisfaction.

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At dawn, Ye Qingyu came to the territory of Qingluan Province.

The Snow Country rules a large area of the Terran Race in the Heavenly Desolation Realm, and the territory within the territory is divided into eighteen provinces, and Qingluan Province is one of them, because compared with Luming County, the terrain is relatively southeast, so within the jurisdiction, the grass and trees are more lush, mostly hilly, but compared to the steep and strange mountains like the Cutting Deer Mountains, it is much more gentle.

Sentinel B was born in a Terran city called Weicheng in Qingluan Province.

He was the son of an ordinary merchant.

Previously, Ye Qingyu inquired about the military status through Liu Yuqing, and had investigated the information of Sentinel B's family, he also has an elder brother and a younger sister at home, his parents are still alive, and there is a chamber of commerce in Weicheng, presided over by his brother, which can be regarded as a wealthy family.

When Ye Qingyu arrived in Weicheng, the sky had just dawned.

The [Bright Sword] stopped in mid-air ten miles outside of Weicheng.

According to the rules of the Empire, airships that are not garrisoned by the local army are not allowed to enter the city.

The [Bright Sword] arrived in Weicheng only half an hour earlier than Ye Qingyu, Wen Wan had already sent someone to report to the city, and he needed to invite the document to enter the city, so that everyone could enter, after all, this was already another province, and Ye Qingyu's influence here was naturally not as good as when he was in Youyan Pass and Luming County.

Ye Qingyu arrived on the airship, rested for a while, and adjusted to restore the inner element.

Within a quarter of an hour, the sergeant who had gone to report came back and got the entry papers.

"Let's go. ”

Ye Qingyu took Ximen Yeshuo and four other Youyan sergeants with him, got off the airship, and came all the way to the gate of Weicheng.

Weicheng is not the capital of Qingluan Province, but it is larger than Luming County.

And because the land is close to the snow country, the natural environment is more excellent than the Luming county city, and the products are more abundant, so the city is incomparably prosperous, the flow of people is like weaving, after crossing the city gate avenue, after really merging into the city, you can feel its brocade prosperity, the shops on the street are numerous, the hawkers along the street are endless, and the pedestrians wear mostly brocade cloth, highlighting the wealth of the Weicheng people.

Ximen Ye said that he walked all the way to take a look, his eyes were straight, and he looked like a country bun entering the city.

"Uncle, how do you get to Qinchun Street?" Ye Qingyu stopped an old man on the side of the road who was carrying a burden and selling cooking cakes.

"Oh, after walking through this Chunxi Street, I entered the alley of Lane Chun on the street, and at the end, it was Qinchun Street. The old man looked to be in his seventies, with gray hair, ragged clothes, a little shabby, his body was bent, he was carrying two green bamboo baskets, sweating on his forehead, constantly panting heavily, and he looked very hard.

He glanced up and saw that Ye Qingyu and the others were dressed with extraordinary temperament, and they didn't dare to slack off, and pointed the way very clearly.

Hey?

The moment the old man raised his head, Ye Qingyu saw that there was a big scar on his forehead, obviously just recently, and he simply sewed it up, but it had not completely healed, like a bloody centipede, lying on the part between his left sideburn and his left eye, looking like that, it should have been injured by a sharp weapon such as a sword.

Ye Qingyu was surprised in his heart, but he didn't ask again, thanked him, and continued to move forward.

After only a few steps, suddenly there was a noise behind him, and then the screams and pleading of the old man who had pointed the way.

Ye Qingyu frowned, and when he looked back, he saw several strong men in lilac hospital uniforms, boxing and kicking the old man who pointed the way, and a middle-aged scribe-like triangular beard, standing aside, scolding something in a weird way.

"Old thing, the money you owe has expired for three days, when will it be repaid?" The middle-aged scribe with the triangular beard scolded viciously, and said, "I was about to go to your house to collect debts, and I ran into you on the way...... Why, when you see us, you can't run?"

"Steward Zheng, I'm ...... You and Wu Gongzi said that I will pay it back in the next few days, and I will definitely not pay the bill, and the valuable things at home have been taken away by you...... I was selling cooking cakes to save money, and I ...... "The old man was trampled on several footprints, but he didn't care about the pain, and lay on the ground and begged bitterly."

"Selling cooking cakes?" Triangle Hu Zheng housekeeper smiled coldly, raised his foot and kicked two green bamboo baskets, dozens of cooking cakes in it, suddenly flew out and fell into the stinky ditch on the side of the road, "How much is your broken cooking cake worth, when will you sell it, you can pay off the debt, old thing, don't struggle, let your daughter enter the Wu Mansion obediently, this debt will be written off......"

There were people on the road, seeing this scene, but no one dared to stand up and say anything, most of them didn't see it and hurriedly walked away, and a few people showed sympathy, but they also dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

It seems that this group of people has a lot of identity in Weicheng.

In the distance, Ye Qingyu frowned.

"Wow, wow, is this the legendary bully bullying the weak? I have read a lot of biographical novels, but it is the first time I have seen it in real life, hey, hey, brother, this is the moment when you will take action and achieve the legend of the hero......" Ximen Ye said excitedly.

Ye Qingyu was speechless for him.

Turning around and saying a word, a Sergeant Youyan named Gao Shou next to him took the order, walked over to stop it, and subdued the old man who was guiding the way.

Two of the guards wanted to do it, but they were lightly shocked by Gao Shou and flew out.

"Where did you come from something that is not afraid of death, and you dare to ask for wildfire here?" said the middle-aged scribe with a triangular beard in surprise.

"If you collect debts, you collect debts, why do you want to beat people?" Gao Shou was a warrior who survived a hundred battles from the battlefield of Youyan like a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, how could he be shocked by a mere dog-legged housekeeper, and said lightly, helped the old man up, helped him lift up the green bamboo basket, and picked up the fallen cooking cakes. "Hehe, what kind of thing are you that dare to care about me?" the middle-aged scribe sneered.

What else did he have to say, Gao Shou's eyes narrowed, and a cold and murderous aura swirled, this kind of murderous aura polished out from the corpse mountain and blood sea of the demon battlefield in Youyan Pass was like a substance, like a blade that was forced out, and suddenly the middle-aged scribe's face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of a bean rolled down his forehead, and the few guards around him trembled even more, like mice targeted by cats.

"I ...... I will definitely repay the debt, Steward Zheng, please say it, I ......" The old man said tremblingly.

The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, his face was gloomy, he didn't say a word, he turned around and walked away with his subordinates, walked a few steps, and turned to look at the old man, the cruel look in his eyes was chilling.

When these people left, the old man couldn't help but feel sad, two lines of old tears rolled down, raised his hand to wipe it, and then bowed and thanked Gao Shou for his help.

Ye Qingyu looked at it from a distance, knowing that the middle-aged scribe butler would definitely not give up, and this time he asked people to help, and he didn't know if he had harmed the old man.

"You go and keep an eye on it, ask what the origin of this Wu Mansion is, how the old man owes debts, find an opportunity, pay off the debt for him, and solve this matter." Ye Qingyu put the high guard who came back to teach him and commanded in a low voice.

"Yes. Gao Shou obeyed the order and left.

"You can manage this kind of thing for a while, but you can't manage it for a lifetime. Simon also sighed lowly.

Ye Qingyu smiled.

"When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, if you encounter it, you have to take care of it, and if you can't meet it, you can't do it, but ask for peace of mind. ”

Ximen Ye said and nodded slightly.

Ye Qingyu actually didn't say a word, if everyone could see it and take care of it, then in this world, there may be very few such bullying things.

After this little episode, the crowd continued on their way.

According to what the old man said, everyone walked all the way, crossed a few alleys, and finally came to Qinchun Street.

This is a bustling street, full of people, no less than the previous city gate main road-

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