Chapter Ninety-Five: Luo Shanghao's Warning

The water of the Bailong River was far more turbid than Yang Ji imagined, and in this environment, not only consciousness, but even the mastery of using the sword for the purpose was restricted ,โ€”โ€” there were too many factors that interfered.

Yang Ji's speed was very fast, first rushing down the river to the east, and for a few hours, it didn't stop. Then it reverses downstream and rushes upstream.

Before and after, the range of hundreds of miles was within Yang Ji's search range.

The swarm watched in the sky, and Yang Ji searched in the river. But there was no news, and the Weishen Sect did not raise its head from beginning to end. Like air, he evaporated out of thin air.

Until evening, the sky darkened, and the Weishen Sect was nowhere to be seen.

"No way, it looks like I can't find it!"

In the evening, Yang Ji stood in the middle of the river, muttering to himself.

Sou!

Yang Ji's body was vertical, pulled out of the turbulent river, climbed all the way up, and soon reached the top of the cliff. Wei Shenzong seemed to have fled, Yang Ji raised his head and beckoned, retracted the swarm of bees in the sky, and finally took a last look at the Bailong River that was like thousands of giant pythons rushing, and finally left.

Bailonghe was quiet, and no one knew what was going on except for the parties.

The river is babbling, and even in the darkness the river is white and bright. From evening to dawn, from dawn to dawn, the river does not change at all, as it has been since time immemorial.

Before you know it, it's a night away. When the sky brightened, a figure appeared behind a large tree on the shore.

"This guy is so cunning that he doesn't even come out like this. โ€

Yang Ji stood on the shore and muttered to himself. Dark night was supposed to be the best time to escape, and if the Weishen Sect wanted to move, it was the best time.

But Yang Ji hid on the shore all night, and he didn't see any movement.

The giant bee has the ability to see at night, and if the Weishen Sect thinks that it can escape at night. Then Yang Ji can definitely give him a big surprise.

But the Weishen Sect actually held back.

I have to say that this person's cunning and patience really surpass any of Yang Ji's previous enemies. The Bailong River is so wide and this side is long, Yang Ji himself still has important things, and it is impossible to spend so endlessly with him.

"The high-ranking disciple of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor is really a bit powerful, maybe this guy has really run away along the White Dragon River. โ€

Yang Ji muttered to himself.

"Hey!"

Yang Ji smiled. He beckoned, and took back the remaining group of giant bees in the sky from the mustard bottle.

The sun and the moon rise and fall, and the stars move.

After Yang Ji left, there was still no movement in Bailonghe. By the middle of the day, Yang Ji was really dead. Knowing that he couldn't find the Weishen Sect anyway, he summoned back the last few giant bees that served as eyeliner.

"It's really strange that there are such people among the Black Wind Thieves! In the past, I underestimated them. โ€

In the mountain forest, Yang Ji squatted on a bare rock. frowned. He can't be said to be impatient, and he set up ambushes several times in a row, but the Weishen Sect didn't even take the bait, it was too calm.

"Hmph! You're lucky this time. Hope you have such good luck next time!"

Yang Ji stood up, his body was vertical, and he headed north. This time, he was really gone.

The sun rises and the moon sinks, and after Yang Ji leaves. Until noon the next day, the bottom of the Bailong River ......

"Bang!"

A few huge rocks break through the waves. Flew out of the water. These rocks vary in size, the small ones are at least the size of the grinding disc, and the large ones weigh seven or eight hundred pounds.

The rocks are covered with thick silt, apparently all stones from the riverbed at the bottom of the river.

"Ahem!"

With a violent coughing sound, the Weishen Sect suddenly turned over from the ground. He was soaking wet and his hair was scattered. Close to the body, it looks like a wolf bรจi to the extreme.

The moment he jumped out of the bottom of the river, a large mouthful of silt erupted from his mouth.

From jumping off the cliff to jumping out of the Bailong River, it took more than two days before and after. Only then did the Weishen Sect reveal Xingzang. He actually hid under the riverbed more than 20 feet apart.

"Yang Ji, when you go back this time and heal your injuries, I will definitely not let you go. โ€

Wei Shenzong glanced at the north where the Zhou Mansion was located, and there was a strong hatred in his eyes.

He had never been hunted down to such an extent. In the past two days, in order to escape Yang Ji's tracking, Wei Shenzong had to hide deep in the silt at the bottom of the river, and also pressed dozens of large stones at the bottom of the riverbed on his body, so that it looked like a pile of stones at the bottom of the river.

The Weishen Sect did not dare to use martial arts at all, nor did he dare to move at will. The only thing that keeps him under the water without revealing the surface of the water is a hollow reed pipe.

The upper spike of the reed tube has been cut off, and only a small section is exposed on the murky water.

Yang Ji's perception was very developed, so Wei Shenzong didn't dare to inhale at all. Only dare to inhale slightly, and each breath takes a few pillars of incense.

Sometimes the waves rushed over and flooded into the reed pipes, and Wei Shenzong only had one bite to suck it down. For those who have not experienced it firsthand, it is difficult to imagine that Wei Shenzong is like a dead man, hidden in the mud at the bottom of the water, covered with stones, and hidden for two days and two nights.

On a few occasions, Yang Ji's flying sword even slashed through his forehead at the bottom of the river, and it was only a little bit close to breaking his skull.

But the Guardian God Sect didn't dare to move at all.

It's a huge shame.

But Wei Shenzong knew that his current situation was not his opponent at all. Such a miserable situation has never been seen before.

"Wait!"

Wei Shenzong hated and hated, his body was vertical, he rose from the water, climbed to the rock wall, and then used his hands and feet together, and climbed to the top of the cliff in a few breaths. He glanced in the direction, and then flew away.

......

The early morning sky of Zhoufu is blue, and the clouds are rolling and relaxing, and under the clouds, the houses are beautiful, row upon row, and a peaceful and tranquil place. No matter how turbulent the undercurrent is in the private affairs of the Zhou Mansion and how many things have happened, for the ordinary people in the Zhou Mansion, it will always belong to another world.

No one sued them, and they didn't pay attention to it.

Yang Ji chose a winery at this time, chose the side by the railing, and enjoyed the calm and peaceful life of ordinary people.

The winery is called "Yangchun Noodle Restaurant", and the most famous thing is the Yangchun beef noodles in it. The price is not expensive, for the noble and the rich. I don't care about it at all, and I even feel that setting foot in it is detrimental to my identity.

But it is very popular among ordinary people.

The Yangchun beef noodles here have gluten and taste good. The best wheat is made into dough and pulled into extremely elastic noodles on the spot. Put in boiling water and cook, sprinkle the soup. Pour some hot chili oil, sprinkle some fresh green onions, and match with large pieces of beef slices, the oil noodles are fragrant, and the mouth is full of fragrance.

From morning till late at night, it is always a constant of guests.

Yang Ji also discovered this place by accident. Walking around the state house alone, I saw a crowded place and squeezed in and tasted it. There's basically nothing wrong with that.

"Guest officer, your Yangchun beef noodles are here. โ€

In the crisp voice, the door curtain was opened, and a junior bowed down and walked in with two plates of Yangchun beef noodles. In front of Yang Ji, Xiao Er put down the tray, but did not leave, but pulled a bowl of Yangchun beef noodles from the tray and put it in front of him. I took a pair of chopsticks and quickly got up.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

Yang Ji said with a smile. Watching Xiao Er eat noodles, he was not surprised at all.

"Hehe, being chased and killed, not careful!"

Luo Shanghao raised his head, ripped off Xiao Er's hat on his head, and said with a grin.

"How. Are you going to General Tieler's Mansion again?"

Yang Jidao.

"Hey, after suffering such a big loss, how can you not vent your anger. โ€

Luo Shanghao grinned and admitted it unabashedly.

"Be careful, you're no match for them at all. โ€

Yang Jiti warned.

"Hmm. I've been leaving lately. โ€

Luo Shanghao nodded. Two missed in a row. No matter how persistent Luo Shanghao is, he knows that his current strength is really not good.

"It's fine. So you asked me to say goodbye to me?"

Yang Ji said with a smile.

It's already three poles in the day, if it weren't for receiving Luo Shanghao's note, Yang Ji wouldn't have come here to eat noodles at this time.

"Hehe, yes and no. โ€

Luo Shanghao said with a smile, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Oh, what do you say?" Yang Ji said in surprise.

"Yang Ji, be careful. โ€

Luo Shanghao stopped his chopsticks, looked at Yang Ji, and said seriously:

"Sooner or later, something big may happen to the Zhou Mansion. โ€

"Do you mean the matter of the Marquis of Zhongwu?"

Yang Jidao. The recent major events in the Zhou Mansion, what Yang Ji can think of is the martial arts examination, because of the relationship between the loyal and martial marquis, now the three sects and nine streams do not know how many forces they have attracted.

Honorables, families, gate valves, sects, evil ways...... Once the competition becomes fierce, it is difficult to say whether there will be a conflict in private.

After all, this time the matter is too big, and it can make a family grow stronger and stand out from others.

"Not really. โ€

Unexpectedly, Luo Shanghao actually shook his head and looked at Yang Ji, his eyes full of worry:

"Yang Ji, a few days ago in Wanguan Building, you also went. Didn't you notice that there are too many famous masters in Wanguanlou?"

"Huh?"

Yang Ji looked surprised, his brows moved, thoughtful. Yang Ji never expected that he would actually say this:

"This ...... Wanguanlou was originally a business place, gathering many people, isn't it normal?"

"It's not!"

Luo Shanghao shook his head and said with a serious face:

"Yang Ji, you don't know. I came up to Wanguan Tower, and it wasn't like this at all. What kind of place is Taiyuan Continent, don't you and I know. If you look at the street, haven't you noticed that there are suddenly a lot more top powerhouses in Taiyuan Continent?"

"I'm on the street, and I've already met two martial artists......"

"What!"

Yang Ji was shocked, and looked at Luo Shanghao in surprise.

"Don't worry, I still recognize whether it's Wuzun or not. โ€

Luo Shanghao said quietly:

Although both of them had disguised, they also restrained their breath. But I recognized it anyway. They just glanced at me, and my heart palpitated and trembled, as if I had died once. We people from Tianshui County don't say anything else, but we are still very sensitive to the perception of threats. โ€

"I've also met a few Yae Great Martial Sects, but none of them gave me this feeling. What do you say isn't Wuzun?" (To be continued......)