Han Yu didn't expect to be recognized by people when he showed up in the ghost market, and he was also remembered by the yellow-faced monk.

Since he didn't have a flying magic weapon in his hand, Han Yu didn't want to rush in the wilderness, so he found a lean mortal leader and paid some silver to get into the carriage.

Han Yu was sitting in a carriage at the back with his eyes closed, and a young man with a hurried expression ran out of Heihefang, paid some silver taels and got into the carriage.

Han Yu lifted the blue curtain and saw the young man in his twenties, he was slightly surprised in his heart, and he was a little more careful in his heart, and looked at him deeply.

The lean man shouted and set off, and several coachmen who were hurrying responded one after another, and the horseman pulled a whip and whipped it on the old horse, and immediately the carriage walked slowly out of the city.

But at noon, the sun was shining, the carriage returned to the town, Han Yu jumped off the horse and found a restaurant to eat and drink, and the young man in the white robe also followed him.

Han Yu suddenly became alert!

He quickly recalled what he had done in Heihefang, and found that there was no mistake, who was eyeing him?

Han Yu ordered the banquet of eight dishes, and slightly released his divine sense to probe the situation downstairs, and found that the young man was sitting at the top of the stairs and ordered three side dishes.

Han Yu frowned, this person's strength is only at the tenth level of Qi refining, and this cultivation will dare to kill people and seize treasures?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong, Han Yu called Xiao Er to pay the silver taels after a little eating and drinking, and cautiously jumped down from the window.

Han Yu went straight to the carriage and horse shop, spent money to buy a sturdy red date horse, and ran towards the outside of the town.

The young man waited for half an hour, felt that something was wrong and hurriedly called Xiao Er, knowing that someone jumped out of the window and ran out of the restaurant, where was Han Yu on the street?

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At this time, Han Yu was galloping on a fast horse, his face was gloomy like water, he hadn't figured out what was wrong?

Before he could think clearly, a yellow light chased after him.

Han Yu's heart sank violently!

I saw that he directly reined in the horse, carried it lightly, and ran directly towards the mountains and forests.

The light made a slight turn in the air, chasing in the direction of escape.

chased and fled, and soon chased to the rocky slope halfway up the mountainside, Han Yu jumped onto a boulder and clasped the Qingluo knife in his hand.

As soon as the yellow light flickered, a yellow-faced monk revealed, and Han Yu was slightly startled when he saw it, it was Zhu Feiyu, the former owner of the Jubao Building.

"The junior is also a little anxious, but you can't run out of my palm!" The yellow-faced monk looked at Han Yu, who was not in a hurry, and there was a hint of strange color in his eyes.

"I don't know where I offended?" Han Yu saw that there was no resentment on his face, and said politely with a change of heart.

"You're Han Yu, a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, right? Zhu Feiyu said coldly.

"Your Excellency is the shopkeeper of Jubao Building, right?" Han Yu didn't answer, but asked with a smile.

"Do you recognize me?" the yellow-faced monk's eyes flashed.

"When I came to Fangzhong, I was fortunate to see your true face. Back then, I went to Wanbaolou to buy some low-grade pills, and your building's reputation was excellent in the workshop. Han Yu's words were mixed with compliments for him, and if you want to ease the atmosphere, you can't be tense.

Han Yu really didn't want to compete with this person, after all, this place was too close to Heihe Fang, and it would be troublesome if he alarmed the ancestor of the Yudan period.

Hearing Han Yu praise Jubaolou, a hint of triumph flashed in the yellow-faced monk's eyes, but his eyes soon became cold again: "Have you ever known Wu Feng?"

"Naturally, I know that I have a grudge against him. Han Yu was slightly happy when he heard this, and said respectfully.

"Your body is borrowed from me, and I will help you avenge your revenge!" the yellow-faced monk roared with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

I saw an astonishing spiritual pressure surging up on his body, and he took out a small yellow tower in his hand, looking at Han Yu as if he was staring at a dead person.

"Daoyou really want to do it?" Han Yu's face turned cold and he took a step forward.

"Fellow Daoist?" The yellow-faced monk was slightly stunned, and just wanted to mock but found that the aura on Han Yu's body was also increasing, and after a while, it also reached the level of foundation building!

"You ......" The yellow-faced monk was startled, and hurriedly floated back dozens of feet away, his face full of jealousy.

He had just used his divine sense to sweep Han Yu on Han Yu's body several times, but he didn't notice anything unusual. I didn't expect this person to be proficient in the art of concealment, and he was a genuine foundation building monk!

"Shopkeeper Zhu, I don't want to do it with you for the sake of buying pills in Jubaolou back then, if Shopkeeper Zhu insists on doing it, then I will accompany you to the end. Han Yu's words were soft and hard, and he said politely.

Han Yu knew that it was the Lingguo incident that happened back then, and the shopkeeper Zhu in front of him believed that the mastermind behind the scenes was Wu Feng, and of course he would not take action to eliminate the thunder planted by his own hands for the Wu family.

Zhu Feiyu's face was cloudy, Han Yu's mana was slightly inferior to him, and the spiritual pressure on his body was also a little unstable.

He was thinking silently in his heart, the monks who had just built the foundation were very poor, they could starve to death in the storage bag, and it was impossible for them to have any top-level magic weapons on their bodies, so it was sixty percent possible to take him down!

Seeing a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes, Han Yu snorted coldly and instilled mana into the Qingluo Knife, and waved it forward casually.

Zhu Feiyu was thinking about it, his heart jumped violently, and without thinking, he took out a copper shield, and with a loud roar, it suddenly turned into the size of a table and blocked it in front of him.

"Boom"

Only a loud bang was heard, and the rocks were splashed, and countless gravel and dirt rolled down.

The yellow-faced monk was stunned for a moment, only to see a five-zhang long ravine on the stone wall dozens of zhang beside him.

After many years of running Jubaolou, his vision is naturally extremely vicious.

The flashing sword just now has such power, it is definitely a high-quality magic weapon, and it even has the potential to be refined into a magic weapon!

Han Yu saw that his face changed slightly, and he took out a cyan flag in his hand, embroidered with a hideous dragon.

"Top-level Boutique Magic Weapon!" the yellow-faced monk's face became very ugly.

He didn't expect that the monk who had just built the foundation actually had two fine magic weapons on him!

Han Yu held the frog flag and waved it gently, and the dragon kept swimming on the flag, looking extremely hideous!

"Han Daoyou, we haven't reached the point of fighting to the death yet!" Zhu Feiyu weighed the pros and cons and shouted.

Han Yu ignored it when he heard this, and more than a dozen blue hazy wind blades appeared on the tip of the flag, whistling and flying towards the copper shield.

"Bell, bell..."

I saw that the wind blade slashed on the copper shield without causing any damage, and not even a single white spot was left.

Han Yu was secretly surprised in his heart, although the Qingjiao Banner had not yet been cultivated, it was still a high-quality magic weapon, and the power infused into it with the mana of his foundation had increased by two times, and it still couldn't hurt a little!

"Hmph, doesn't the shopkeeper Zhu want my body, just take it!" Han Yu snorted coldly and said.

He knew he wanted to give in when he heard the yellow-faced monk's shout, and now he did it on purpose, so that he could have the upper hand during the negotiations.

"Han Daoyou, the Wu family is our common enemy, and if we lose both sides of the fight, we will only cheapen Wu Feng's traitor for nothing!" Zhu Feiyu said loudly.

Han Yu deliberately showed hesitation on his face when he heard this, and Zhu Feiyu continued to persuade when he heard this: "Han Daoyou, I am willing to make some compensation for the recklessness just now!"