Chapter 169 Sword Jianghu: I met a robbery

Xiaoxiao drizzle is silent, Biting Lou looks at the sky, the grass scatters all kinds of fragrance, and the horse returns to Luoyang City.

The New Year is approaching, Zhang Peng and the others did not choose to continue to stay in the Royal Dragon Villa, but chose to rush back to Luoyang City in time, because now Zhang Peng and his party have been in the desert for more than half a year, and now the burial sword tower has become the biggest concern of Zhang Peng.

For Zhang Peng's choice, Xiao Huang did not keep too much, and for Zhang Peng and Xiao Yajun's matter, Xiao Huang avoided talking about it, neither agreeing nor opposing, since the day of the negotiation between Yun Xuecheng and the Burial Sword Tower, Zhang Peng has never seen Xiao Huang in person, even if he resigned, he said goodbye to Jin Sanniang and Xiao Yu.

Today's Zhang Peng has to say that he is in a good mood, after all, it is the greatest blessing for his three brothers to be reunited, and now there is no such fugitive life outside the border and facing life and death, so it also adds a lot to the mood.

And the only thing Zhang Peng was reluctant to leave Yulong Villa was Xiao Yajun, but now that the end of the year is approaching, it is impossible for Xiao Yajun to return to Luoyang with Zhang Peng, which is also Zhang Peng's biggest regret.

As for Mo Yuan, he immediately sent the result of this matter back to the Burial Sword Tower, so that everyone in the Burial Sword Building could feel at ease. And Liu San also sent back the message in time, and he would personally take people out of the city for eighteen miles to welcome Zhang Peng and the four of them back home.

And Broken Waves, was left by Emperor Xiao in the Royal Dragon Villa to recuperate, for this move, Zhang Peng and the others did not object, after all, the Royal Dragon Villa is much safer than the current Burial Sword Tower!

After some packing and preparation, Zhang Peng, Zhang Jie, Zheng Yingjun and Mo Yuan set off three days later and left the Royal Dragon Villa.

"Peng, next spring, I will go to Luoyang City to meet you!"

This is the words that Xiao Yajun left for Zhang Peng before leaving, and this sentence more or less relieved Zhang Peng's originally somewhat gloomy mood.

Yulong Villa is in the west, and Luoyang City is in the Central Plains, the two places are far apart, if you go slower it will take two months, but the year is just around the corner, Zhang Peng decided to hurry up and rush back to the Burial Sword Tower before the year.

At this time, there is exactly one month before the Chinese New Year.

Mo Yuan rented a carriage and a coachman, and then several people hurried towards Luoyang City.

The carriage galloped down the dirt road, kicking up a puff of dust along the way.

Zheng Yingjun was half-lying in the carriage, smiling through the window and looking at the winter scenery outside.

"After a lot of shopping, I still like the Central Plains!"

Hearing Zheng Yingjun's words, Zhang Peng smiled slightly, and then opened his mouth and said: "Although the scenery outside the gate is good, it is never our place!"

As soon as he mentioned Guanwai, Zheng Yingjun's originally smiling face immediately became a little ruthless.

"Lao Tzu has never suffered this kind of shitty spirit in his life! Zejun's dog thing, Lao Tzu will chop off his dog head sooner or later! Demolish his bullshit Cloud Snow City!"

Zhang Peng had long been accustomed to Zheng Yingjun's character, so he didn't answer, just smiled, and then turned his head, but saw that Zhang Jie was dignified at the moment.

"Applejack?" Zhang Peng called out softly.

Zhang Jie was startled by Zhang Peng's voice, and then his eyelids twitched, and he looked at Zhang Peng quite suspiciously.

"Huh?"

Zhang Peng frowned and said, "I see that you have been absent-minded all the way, what are you thinking?

The corners of Zhang Jie's mouth curled slightly, then shook his head, then sat up straight, looked at Zhang Peng, and said slowly: "I'm thinking about Biluo Huangquan!"

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Huang Quan?" Zheng Yingjun suddenly came to his senses, his small eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Jie, as if waiting for him to continue.

Zhang Jie nodded: "Well, what I didn't expect the most was that the force that commanded Yunxue City behind the scenes would actually be Biluo Huangquan! I don't remember that we had a holiday with them! Isn't this also a matter of the former underworld?"

When he said this, Zhang Jie's voice was deliberately lowered.

Hearing Zhang Jie's words, Zhang Peng also frowned, he himself had been thinking about this problem, but he had never come up with a clue.

"Maybe, as the saying goes, nothing will go to the Three Treasures Palace! If we don't have the slightest intersection with Biluo Huangquan, then they will never go to such great lengths to catch me! I think, maybe it really has something to do with something in the past, maybe it's not like there, now that the underworld is gone, and I am the heir of the underworld that everyone knows on the rivers and lakes, if Biluo Huangquan really has any negotiations with the former underworld that have not been finished, then it is reasonable to find me!"

Zhang Peng said softly while thinking.

"Alas, although I haven't dealt with that Biluo Yellow Spring, its reputation is that it is a powerful river! But will this ancient force that has not been born for a long time really go into the rivers and lakes for the sake of the underworld? If it is, then how much hatred will there be between the underworld and the Biluo Yellow Spring?" Zheng Yingjun muttered.

Zhang Peng also scratched his head in annoyance, then grinned, and said nonchalantly: "No matter how much I think about it now, I'm afraid it won't help, forget it! Forget it! Let's do the things in front of us first, as for what the purpose of this Biluo Yellow Spring is, I think it will be clear soon!"

Hearing Zhang Peng's words, a trace of coldness flashed in Zhang Jie's eyes.

Zhang Peng felt a strong brotherhood from Zhang Jie and Zheng Yingjun's expressions, and he couldn't help but stretch out his palm and pat the shoulders of the two of them hard.

Zheng Yingjun's eyes rolled, and then he asked with a smile: "Okay, let's talk about the matter in front of us now, what are we going to do next?"

Zhang Peng's thumb and index finger of his left hand rubbed lightly, and then said with a smile: "Of course, we have to inform the rivers and lakes of the fact that we got to the desert to pay homage! In this way, we will have three full years without being disturbed by those forces in Luoxia Valley, and during this time, we still have a lot to do!"

As soon as Zhang Peng's words fell, he saw that the curtain in front of the carriage had been lifted, and Mo Yuan, who was originally sitting outside with the coachman, drove Mo Yuan, and said to Zhang Peng: "Brother Zhang, the forces of the Central Plains may not be looking for trouble for us in the past few years, but will the Biluo Yellow Spring also live in peace like this? That is not a behemoth that these forces of Flying Emperor Castle can be compared!"

"Oh, I said Master Mo, we just finished that topic, and you pulled it back for me! It's really unpleasant for us!" Zheng Yingjun said with a pretended complaint.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan was quite stunned, obviously he didn't hear the conversation between Zhang Peng and the others just now.

Zhang Peng smiled slightly, then reached out and grabbed Mo Yuan's arm outside, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, Brother Mo come and sit inside!"

Mo Yuan was moved by Zhang Peng's actions, Zhang Peng can speak like this, that is enough to show that Zhang Peng regards Mo Yuan as his own from the bottom of his heart! So, Mo Yuan hurriedly agreed, and then got into the carriage.

After Mo Yuan sat down, Zhang Peng first sorted out his thoughts, and then said: "The four elders of the Burial Sword Tower, except for Yajun, the rest are here!

Zhang Jie nodded, and then said softly: "Master Mo, I have been wandering in the pass area for the past few months, and Peng is recuperating in the Royal Dragon Villa, as for Brother Zheng..."

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As soon as he heard this, a flash of joy suddenly welled up on his face, and then he looked at Zheng Yingjun with a wicked smile on his face, and asked jokingly: "Speaking of which, fat man, you are obviously seriously injured, but now in just six months, not only are you completely injured, but I even faintly feel that your martial arts seem to be more sophisticated! What is going on? Isn't Liu Yun accepting you as a son-in-law?" haha..."

Hearing this, Zheng Yingjun not only blushed, but laughed quite proudly.

"Hehe, it's not a secret! In the past few months, I have indeed been taken care of by Liu's predecessors and Xun'er, especially Xun'er's careful care, under the care and encouragement of love, the injuries in my body are not only all healed, but also a blessing in disguise, the so-called broken and then standing, that day I should have been a mortal situation, I don't know what method Liu's predecessors used to save my life, of course my martial arts will also improve! But then speaking, I still like the medicine that Xun'er boiled for me, that is called a Xiangxiang, comparable to mountain abalone soup..."

"Ahem!" When he heard that Zheng Yingjun was about to fall into the never-ending realm again, Zhang Peng hurriedly coughed twice, trying to interrupt Zheng Yingjun's words, "Fatty, why didn't Senior Liu and Miss Liu come to Yulong Villa with you?"

Zheng Yingjun smashed his mouth, and then said loudly: "After I recovered from my injuries, I found out the news of Peng, so I said goodbye to them and rushed to the Dragon Villa alone, originally I wanted to call them, but they refused to come! Senior Liu said that he would naturally meet again if he was fated! In short, it was right if he didn't come! Actually, I still regret it in my heart! You must know that I and Xun'er..."

"Ah, that fat man, let's talk about the rest of the story!"

This time, it was Zhang Mingyan who interrupted Zheng Yingjun who was about to talk endlessly.

was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Jie, Zheng Yingjun pouted, glanced at Zhang Jie with a complaining look, and leaned back lazily with his fat body, and muttered quietly from time to time: "Love to listen or not, you don't listen, I don't want to say it yet!"

Zhang Peng, Zhang Jie and Mo Yuan looked at each other and smiled.

Zhang Jie opened his mouth and said, "What I wanted to ask Master Mo just now was..."

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, I want to pass by here, leave to buy road money!

A rough shouting voice suddenly came from outside, and it actually interrupted what Zhang Jie was about to say, and Zhang Jie's face couldn't help but sink.

And the driver who was driving also hurriedly poked his head into the car, and said tremblingly: "A few masters, there are... There are robbers!"

Zhang Peng was about to speak, but was robbed by Zheng Yingjun's burst of laughter.

Zheng Yingjun smiled at Zhang Jie and said, "Haha... Now, Applejack, you can feel the taste of being interrupted!"

Zhang Jie sighed helplessly, and then said slowly: "It's really rude, then please don't be weird!"

Zheng Yingjun hurriedly smiled, waved his hand and said, "Hey, brother, it's easy to say!

"Hey, don't get out of here when you hear the uncle's voice, you want to die!"

Zheng Yingjun closed his mouth that had been open to speak, and then took a deep breath, and then a violent voice suddenly came out of the carriage.

"You turtle bastard! It's okay if Lao Tzu was interrupted by his own brother, and today he was interrupted by such a deflated three of you, it's really fucking shameless! Alas, forget it, who the fuck makes Lao Tzu kind-hearted, and if you're in a good mood today, I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

Immediately after that, a vast killing intent diffused out from the carriage, and the curtain in front of the carriage was slowly lifted a corner, and then I saw a bright knife tip slowly poking out!

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