The fighting intensified.
No one outside paid attention.
Except for those who are willing to help.
Feng Hua Ge is not far from Xia Ke Tang.
Looking down from the top floor attic, one can have a complete view of the battlefield.
Inside the attic, the women who were singing and dancing looked at each other in bewilderment.
Some even exclaimed, "Murder!"
"My beauty, do not panic! Continue playing the music and dancing!"
The speaker was a young nobleman.
He was slightly tipsy, his face pale, and he leaned against the woman's chest.
Left hand, placed under the skirt.
With his right hand, he gently stroked her delicate hand.
They lived a carefree and unrestrained life, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
But the women seemed somewhat at a loss.
After all, the place where the great battle is taking place is called Xia Ke Tang (Hall of Heroes).
At the river docks, Xia Ke Tang is undoubtedly the number one force.
They wouldn't dare continue singing and dancing at this time.
"Are you all deaf? Young Master An told you to sing and dance, what the hell are you standing there for?"
During the meal, a burly man with a bare upper body stood up.
His muscles, as hard as granite, were covered in scars.
As soon as he finished speaking, the head of Fenghua Pavilion, who was accompanying him, hurriedly instructed his subordinates to continue singing and dancing.
Although she didn't know where this mysterious young master An came from, she recognized the burly man in front of her.
There are three major forces in Canghe County: a hall, a gang, and a sect.
Among them, Weihu Hall controlled the canal transport business in Canghe County.
The burly man was the third leader of the Tiger Guard.
She dared not offend the Knights' Hall, much less the Tiger's Hall.
"Young Master An, are you satisfied?"
When the singing and dancing resumed, Yang Biao approached with a broad smile.
"It's alright!"
Chang'an squinted slightly, enjoying the warm touch on his fingertips.
The atmosphere at the river wharf is indeed different from other parts of Yuzhou.
The women of Miaoxianglou, in particular, possess a wildness about them.
Especially on the bed, they are as untamed as wild horses from the northern frontier.
He spent ten days at the Hejian Wharf, five of which he stayed at Miaoxianglou.
The reason I came to Feng Hua Lou today is to rest and recuperate.
"I'm glad you're satisfied, Young Master An!"
With a broad smile, Yang Biao continued, "Sir, go and deal with the men below first?"
Go!
With a wave of his hand, Chang'an decided the fate of Chen Shouyu and the others.
For him, crushing Chen Shouyu was as easy as crushing an ant.
To dare to spout nonsense in Yuzhou and invite people to join the Martial Arts Alliance is simply courting death.
......
The battle is nearing its end.
Chen Shouyu held his sword and knelt in the alley.
He looked up into the distance, his chest heaving violently.
This is not fear.
He is still gathering his strength.
Even if it means death, it must be in battle.
Four men in black blocked the alley, two in front and two behind.
They did not move forward, but seemed to be waiting for something.
Soon, footsteps could be heard in the distance.
Yang Biao, reeking of alcohol, appeared in the alley.
Chen Shouyu's pupils shrank as he saw Yang Biao approaching.
How could he not recognize the person before him?
Yang Biao, the third leader of the Tiger Guard.
Just ten days ago, when Yang Biao arrived, Chen Shouyu had received him.
"Why!"
Chen Shouyu stared intently at Yang Biao, his voice tinged with despair.
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
Be more careful in your next life!
Yang Biao waved his hand, and four men in black charged toward Chen Shouyu.
Chen Shouyu drew his sword, ready to meet the attack.
But at that moment, two figures descended from the sky.
The four men in black were killed on the spot before they even had time to react.
"You bastards, who are you?!"
Enraged, Yang Biao stomped his feet down heavily.
Thump!
A muffled thud came from the ground; Yang Biao was already close behind.
Eighth-grade Sky-Soaring True Qi bloomed within a small space.
The explosive punch, accompanied by a sonic boom, pierced through the air.
One of them carried Chen Shouyu and retreated.
The other man threw a punch, directly clashing with Yang Biao.
After exchanging blows, Yang Biao found himself at a disadvantage.
His burly body was blasted away like a cannonball. The mysterious man did not pursue him, but left gracefully after forcing Yang Biao to retreat.
......
"Young Master An, I'm sorry!"
Yang Biao finished recounting the events with his head down.
Chang'an waved his hand dismissively and said, "So what if they ran away? We can just kill them when we run into them again!"
"But the mysterious person who rescued him doesn't seem like someone to be trifled with!"
Yang Biao said in a deep voice.
"With me here, who can touch you?"
Chang'an's words were not an exaggeration.
Indeed, as he said.
Yuzhou is the Yuzhou of the Lingzong sect.
Lingzong is the Lingzong of the Chang family.
His surname is Chang, so everything is taken for granted.
......
"Senior, could you please put me down?"
Looking at the lights getting farther and farther away, Chen Shouyu said, "I want to go back!"
Your mother is dead!
The mysterious man did not stop. His voice was low and seemed to carry a hint of melancholy.
"Your mother and I both come from a mysterious force."
Each of us carries a special mission.
When no one summons us, we live our lives like ordinary people.
As the mysterious man spoke, he lifted the bamboo hat he was wearing.
It was a dark and weathered face, the lines on it bearing the marks of years of hard work.
Chen Shouyu even had a slight recollection of this face.
The mysterious man's words did not make Chen Shouyu lower his guard.
In this world, he only believed his mother's words.
"I shouldn't have made a move tonight."
After all, the people who attacked your mother and you weren't just from the Tiger Gang.
Standing behind Yang Biao was a very important person.
That important figure comes from the Spirit Sect and is the son of the current sect leader.
"Not to mention me, even the forces behind me can't afford to offend me."
The man continued, "I'm not saying this so that you'll go back and seek revenge."
It's not about telling you to live well, but about telling you not to have unrealistic ideas.
Chen Shouyu remained silent.
He didn't know what to say or what he could do.
Weihu Hall and Lingzong are enemies.
These mysterious people before us may very well be our enemies.
Everything before him seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog.
The immense pressure was almost suffocating him.
no!
I cannot give up yet.
Chen Shouyu roused himself and frantically wrote down all the useful information.
The streets and alleys I walked through, the face of the mysterious man, the words he spoke...
Just then, a sword rang out from behind.
A flash of silver light, and the longsword blocked their path.
Blood still dripped from the sword's edge.
At the narrow alley entrance, a figure appeared out of nowhere.
When the dark-skinned man saw the iconic bronze sword case, his pupils contracted sharply.
Panic flashed in his eyes.
However, it soon vanished into nothingness.
He glared at Li Fan and roared, "Chen Xinchen, what are you doing here!"
Xiaoyu is dead, what's the point of you showing up now...?
Bang!
A muffled thud came from the alley.
The dark-skinned man was smashed into the wall.
The violent true energy crippled him almost instantly.
Li Fan didn't speak, he just waved his hand gently.
The longsword shot out and pierced Chen Shouyu's feet.
"Kill him!"
Li Fan pointed at the dark-skinned man, his tone completely calm.
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