"Brother, don't be sad. It's the best situation that we old brothers are fine. With our skills, it's also very easy to change a city and start over. At most, we can choose a smaller city." Tian Biaotou said. Yan Zhengyan nodded, then shook his head, "Brothers are getting old. When the time comes, we won't run an escort agency. Wouldn't it be better to open a restaurant? If we are really interested, let's go to the mountains and forests to hunt some prey. This is a no-cost business."

"Hahaha, big brother is right. The wife of Tian Laoer is a master cook. She will definitely make money if she opens a restaurant!" Another Li Biaotou laughed.

"You have to be able to open it..."

A faint voice reached everyone's ears, clear and distinct, showing that the person who spoke had a very high level of cultivation.

Yan Zhengyan and others suddenly looked up, and several drivers who were driving the carts hurriedly stopped the carts and looked forward in panic.

As the slightly teasing voice fell, a group of people slowly walked out of the woods beside the road ahead.

The leader was known to everyone who attacked Feiying Village yesterday. He was the son of the village chief. Following him were the top masters of Feiying Village except the village chief.

Old man Feihe glanced at him sideways and ignored him. He had now climbed up to Han Yichen's good side, and the other party had promised to take him with him as a housekeeper when they went to Yukong Tower.

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After learning about Yan Zhengyan's character from old man Feihe, they sent people into the city that morning to keep an eye on the escort agency. Sure enough, they saw the people from the escort agency appear. Yan Zhengyan actually handled everything in the escort agency within half a day and was ready to leave that day.

"Cho! Choke! Choke!"

After he finished speaking, the old man did not look at Han Yichen and his group, but glanced towards the woods on the left with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"The aura is full, the energy is full, wow, what a good physique, what a talent!" The old man's eyes were full of admiration, "Boy, are you willing to take me as your master and practice Taoism and refine your energy?"

The sloppy old man was standing next to Yan Zhengyan at this time, but his eyes were not on Yan Zhengyan, but on his son.

"It's the affairs of the martial world. Yan has to take responsibility for his own actions. We can't let Master Han make this trip in vain. But Master Han, you have already entered the door of the cultivators. You are no longer the same kind of people as us. We are no longer a threat to you. Can you let my family and brothers behind me go?"

Therefore, Han Yichen, who did not want to let the Flying Eagle Escort Agency go, brought a group of experts from the village to rob them.

Yan Zhengyan patted Tian Biaotou's shoulder, took a step forward, and stood in front of the panicked crowd with a calm expression.

"You little thief is looking for death!"

Han Yichen's facial muscles moved, he gritted his teeth, his eyes ferocious, "Kill them all! Don't spare any, kill them all!"

After a careful investigation, there was no gain. Han Yichen's master could only guess that either a ferocious beast happened to pass by, but because it was full, it had no interest in Han Yichen, or a cultivator happened to pass by and saw that it was not in a good condition for Han Yichen as a cultivator to chase Yan Zhengyan, so he drove him away.

It is obvious that Yukong Tower is a cultivation force, and his master comes from this cultivation force.

"I was in such a hurry yesterday that I didn't introduce myself. My name is Han Yichen." The young man said confidently with a false smile on his face, "I am now an outer disciple of Yukong Tower."

Judging from the way he appeared, the other party was certainly a god.

"It's bad luck for my Yan family today. You have to see some meat on your hands. But don't be too happy too soon. Bandits are bandits. There are masters in the cultivation world. You are just a bandit. You are nothing in the cultivation world. Sooner or later, you will be skinned and chopped up and fed to dogs!"

The old man had unkempt gray and white hair that seemed to have never been taken care of. His gray robe was wrinkled and sloppy. His face was full of wrinkles and furrows, and he looked dry and dull. However, his eyes were bright and deep, which made people fascinated at first sight.

Yan Zhengyan's body suddenly froze and he couldn't help shaking all over. Instead, his son broke free from Yan Zhengyan's hand, fell to the ground, and cursed at Han Yichen.

"Chief Escort!"

"Dad! I don't want you to die! If we have to die, we'll die together!" He was already eight or nine years old, and had been hanging around in the escort agency, so he was already sensible. "Asshole! Go back!" Yan Zhengyan was furious when he heard this, picked up his son with one hand, turned around and was about to throw him back.

The old man chuckled, "Saving your family's lives? It's very simple."

There are only these two possibilities. There is no third possibility. You said this monk is an assistant of the Flying Eagle Escort Agency? Haha...

"Okay, do you think that all of us came out here just for you?" Han Yichen laughed and stared at Yan Zhengyan with gloomy eyes, interrupting his father-son love, "None of you can escape today."

A slightly surprised voice sounded, and then everyone felt a flash before their eyes, and a sloppy old man covered in dust appeared in front of everyone.

From the Feiying Escort Agency, there were sounds of swords being drawn and knives being drawn, and they were ready to fight to the death.

"Hey, what a good seedling!"

"Old man Feihe, you are so shameless as to claim to be a master!" The leader of Tian Biao cursed loudly with anger.

For Han Yichen to stand in front of everyone, naturally, he needed the confession of old man Feihe.

"You are a damned bandit, you are so lucky to have met a bandit among the monks. You are like-minded, so you can be so powerful for a few days.

The little fellow was very smart. He stared at the old man blankly, blinked, and immediately said, "If you can save our family's lives, I will take you as my master."

"Senior, please don't misunderstand me. I am here to escort the Flying Eagle Escort Agency."

So the two of them just treated it as an accident and didn't take it seriously.

Yan Zhengyan also saw old man Feihe, who was following behind those people with a fawning smile on his face. He didn't look like the expert he was when he was at the Feiying Escort Agency at all.

Such a standard image template, either a beggar or a god!

A little boy of eight or nine years old rushed out of the cart, trotted over to Yan Zhengyan, and hugged Yan Zhengyan's thighs.

“Brother!”

"father!"

As the words fell, a thin middle-aged man slowly appeared, walked out of the woods, and slowly came to the side of the Flying Eagle Escort Agency.

Yi Ming was almost scared to death. He thought that at most he would be facing Han Yichen's master who was in the late stage of Qi Refining. With his current strength, he would be able to restrain him and let the people from the Flying Eagle Escort Agency escape.

But he never expected that he would meet a great monk who could fly, and who also fell in love with Yan Zhengyan's son and misunderstood that he also had bad intentions towards the Flying Eagle Escort Agency.

If he was killed by the old man, Yi Ming felt that his injustice could be compared with that of Dou E in his hometown.

(End of this chapter)