After sending away a few roadblocks with heavy thunder and small rain, Mu Linchun fell back to the boat, feeling quite tasteless.

Along the way, Mu Linchun fought all the way on the Longwei River, and so far, it has been the seventh day.

At first, when dealing with these second- and third-rate warriors, they could still benefit from every battle, but now, there is no point in it.

And Mu Linchun's high-profile and arrogant style can only attract some martial artists with average strength, basically below the Xuan Realm. The higher masters are disdainful and unwilling to make a move, or they dare not make a move because they see Mu Linchun's origin.

Mu Linchun traveled rapidly on the river for more than an hour, stopped at a ferry, walked a little way ashore, and came to a city gate.

The city in front of you is bordered by the Longwei River in the south and Zhongyuzhou in the north, so it is called Jiangzhou City.

Mu Linchun walked into the city, dressed in a snow-white fox fur with a heavenly sword, which looked dusty and elegant, which was particularly eye-catching.

With a cold and handsome face, coupled with an innate grace, the places where Mu Linchun passed attracted the attention of many people, especially some of the ladies and small jasper who went out to hang out by buying rouge gouache.

Mu Linchun walked unhurriedly, looking around at the buildings on both sides of the street, teahouses, restaurants, gambling houses, brothels, and some shops of all colors selling along the street.

Mu Linchun saw it in his eyes, and his heart gave birth to a sense of comfort, he liked this noisy and vigorous scene, before he went to Kunlun Snow Mountain, he was weak, and he rarely could be so carved, in the market, to experience the hustle and bustle of the world.

Mu Linchun walked into a chic tavern, ordered a pot of wine and a dish, and drank it slowly.

Jiangzhou City is located on the southern border of Zhongzhou, if you rush from the Longwei River to Zhongzhou, Jiangzhou City is a must-pass place.

At this moment, there are many people from the rivers and lakes who have come from other places in the tavern, most of them are talking about a major event that is about to happen in Luoyang, Zhongzhou.

Mu Linchun has already heard about it along the way, and it is Jiang Ruhua who challenges the sword king Bai Pusheng.

Mu Linchun didn't care about this matter at all, but immediately after, a message from one of the Jianghu guests made Mu Linchun change color.

"Eh, have you all heard of it, the current Luoyang City seems to have been sealed by the Thunderbolt Hall, a branch of the Tianyuan Gang, and it is easy to enter and difficult to get out. ”

"And this kind of thing? What the hell is going on?"

"I heard that it was because Hu Guangnan, the second owner of Luoyang Golden Handle Knife Village, and his apprentice Ye Xiu were killed, Hu Guangnan must have heard of it, this Ye Xiu is a side disciple of the Ye family of the Tianyuan Gang. ”

"Hey, this Ye Xiu will not die sooner or later, but he was killed when the family opened a new hall, which is equivalent to slapping Perak Hall in the face, and it is said that the murderer is still in the city, and Perak Hall is about to dig three feet into Luoyang City, but he can't find it, and now he is embarrassed to throw it home. ”

"I'm a good girl, who is so bold that he dares to kill the people of the Ye family?"

"The person who killed Ye Xiu is really famous and surnamed, it is said that his name is Qin Xuan, I have never heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes before, it is estimated that he is the rising star of which sect and gang. ”

A few loud-voiced Jianghu guests, just talking about the rise, suddenly saw a white shadow flash, bringing a gust of wind.

Several Jianghu guests rubbed their eyes, and looked around together, only to see that the man in white who had just sat at the table and poured himself a drink was gone, leaving only leftovers of wine and a piece of broken silver on the table.

The Wanma Gang is the largest snake in Jiangzhou City, operating a horse business, and the gang leader Ma Pingchuan is a master of the Red Lotus Sword Sect, and his subordinates have recruited many masters, and they are also involved in the temple magnates, which can be described as powerful.

Ma Pingchuan is definitely a dominant figure in the rivers and lakes, but when this old man who was calling for wind and rain in Jiangzhou City, after seeing Mu Linchun, who suddenly arrived, his attitude was extremely humble and kind.

Although Ma Pingchuan has reached the age of the Mandate of Heaven, he is still dressed in brocade clothes, with a high crown and a broad belt, and his black and white hair is meticulously managed, not at all like a person in his fifties.

"Uncle Ma, do you remember your little nephew?"

Ma Pingchuan looked at the young man in white in sable in front of him, and then exclaimed in surprise: "You are ...... Koharu?"

Mu Linchun nodded with a smile: "It's the little nephew, Uncle Ma's demeanor is still the same, it's really gratifying!"

After confirming the identity of the person who came, Ma Pingchuan was suddenly a little excited, he looked Mu Linchun up and down, as if he saw something, and suddenly his eyes were a little moist.

"Xiaochun, your illness seems to be cured, and your martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of Xiao Tianyuan, if the old man is not mistaken, the internal strength cultivation of your body is definitely not the accumulation of your own bit by bit, is it ...... It's Master, his old man......"

Mu Linchun nodded, "Uncle Ma, before my grandfather died, he sealed his skills for more than fifty years in my body, so that I can survive to this day, it is my nephew's unfilial piety." ”

Ma Pingchuan is from the gang, when he was young, he once worshiped under the Red Lotus Sword Sect, and was a personal disciple of the previous sect leader of the Red Lotus Sword Sect, Mu Linsen, who started at the age of thirteen and became a teacher at the age of twenty-five.

Because the age difference between him and his teacher is only ten years old, in Ma Pingchuan's heart, Mu Linsen is not only his master, but also like his brother, the days when he studied art in Dafeng Mountain were also Ma Pingchuan's most carefree and unforgettable youth.

A few years ago, when he learned that his master had passed away, Ma Pingchuan cried tears and didn't eat for three days and three nights.

Ma Pingchuan looked at Mu Linchun deeply, remembering that many years ago, his teacher had brought the young man in front of him to Wanma Hall, but Mu Linchun at that time did not have the demeanor he has now.

At that time, the little boy had deep-set eyes, thin and pale, and looked terminally ill.

At that time, Ma Pingchuan used all his connections and relationships to invite many famous miracle doctors and ghost doctors, and it can be seen that Mu Linchun's illness is still helpless.

The teacher's depressed expression, Ma Pingchuan has not forgotten it so far.

After some ups and downs in his thoughts, Ma Pingchuan sighed softly, "Xiaochun, the past is over, I am relieved to see that you are now radiant, if the teacher has knowledge, there must be no more concerns." ”

When Mu Linchun heard this, his heart ached, but he had more important things to do now, so he restrained his emotions and said directly: "Uncle Ma, my nephew came here this time to borrow a good horse from Uncle Ma and go to Luoyang, the matter is urgent, and my nephew needs horses now." ”

Ma Pingchuan was stunned for a moment, "Now, that competition in Luoyang won't start until a few days, so it's not easy for you to come here......

"Uncle, my nephew is not here to watch the martial arts competition, a friend of mine is trapped in Luoyang City by the Tianyuan Gang, I have to rush over to save him. ”

Mu Linchun directly interrupted Ma Pingchuan's words, the latter was not angry, as a man of the hour in the rivers and lakes of Zhongzhou, Ma Pingchuan was naturally well-informed, he knew that it was a young man named Qin Xuan who was trapped in the city by the Tianyuan Gang.

Ma Pingchuan hesitated for a moment and said: "Xiaochun, the Tianyuan Gang is not easy to mess with, Ye Zhiqiu, that old guy, even if I see him, I have to respect him for three points, come out to mix the rivers and lakes, what I pay attention to is face, that friend of yours, killed the people of their Ye family, I'm afraid things will be difficult to do." ”

"Uncle Ma, if it weren't for Qin Xuan, my illness wouldn't be better, and my grandfather's sacrifice would be in vain, so I have to rescue Qin Xuan, as for the Tianyuan Gang, my nephew is not afraid. ”

"Oh, I see. Ma Pingchuan nodded and said suddenly: "Okay, since that's the case, I'll prepare it for you." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and instructed a disciple, "Go and bring Kui Lin over." ”

The disciple took the order with a surprised face.

At this time, Ma Pingchuan invited Mu Linchun to go to the hall to drink tea and wait, but Mu Linchun was so anxious that he politely refused.

The two chatted for a while, and the disciple who had just left led a mighty beast that looked like a horse but not a horse to the courtyard.

"Qilin Horse?" Mu Linchun was surprised at first, then his face was delighted, and he stepped forward and looked at it carefully.

The giant beast in front of him, although it has the size of a horse, is covered with scales, black and shiny, its body is taller and stronger than ordinary horses, and it has a pair of horns on its head, which looks like it has both the might of a unicorn and the tame of a horse.

Mu Linchun was amazed, "It is said that this unicorn horse, with the blood of one of the four divine beasts, the unicorn, can not only travel thousands of miles a day, but also tread water like walking on the ground, when I was a child, I heard my grandfather talk about it, I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that there really is such a divine horse in the world!"

Ma Pingchuan smiled: "Yes, this unicorn horse, but I worked hard to get it, since Xiaochun you have an emergency, then I will lend her to you, but this unicorn horse is rebellious by nature, and will not easily admit the master, if you can tame this horse, then the old man will give her to you." ”

Mu Linchun did not refuse, he threw his hand at Ma Pingchuan to the end, sincerely thanked him, took the reins from the hands of the horse-leading disciples, and jumped up on the horse's back.

The saddle is made of a special material, which is beautiful and soft, and it is very comfortable to sit on.

Mu Linchun, who is dressed in white and sable, sits on horseback, looks handsome, has a lofty spirit, and is indescribably freehand.

Ma Pingchuan looked at the picture in front of him, his expression was a little trance, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Young man, it should be like this!"