The next morning, Luo Jiu and Wen Zhaobai waited at the mountain gate, swords in hand. To be precise, Wen Zhaobai was holding his sword, while Luo Jiu was happily eating a bag of dried fruit.
Her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel stuffed with pine cones, and even so, she was still restless.
"Senior Brother, would you like some?"
"Let me tell you, this dried fruit is absolutely amazing. Once you come down the mountain, you won't be able to find it."
Wen Zhaobai felt somewhat helpless, but the education he received from childhood had not taught him how to refuse people.
So he picked up a piece of dried mango, hesitated for a while, and then put it in his mouth.
"How is it? How is it? Is it delicious?"
Luo Jiu looked at Wen Zhaobai with bright, expectant eyes.
You ate all this delicious dried fruit, shouldn't you...?
Hmm, I've increased my favorability a bit! Hehe...
"Hmm...okay..."
"Shang Ke?" Shouldn't it be "Extremely delicious"? What does "Shang Ke" mean? Does it mean not delicious?
Just then, a sharp cry came from the sky, and a huge creature came into view.
"Greetings, Venerable Master."
A black voice leaped down from the back of the black eagle.
Yan Ze was still dressed in black, with black eyes and dark hair. The only difference was that he wore a red sword at his waist, the dazzling red gemstone shining brightly in the sunlight.
"this……"
The disciples in the front row looked serious when they saw the precious sword.
This red sword is named Xiaoyun. It was used by Yan Ze to quell a rebellion and defeat the demon race. Legend has it that Yan Ze's sword is red because it was forged from demon blood after drinking it.
When the clouds appear, bloodshed is sure to follow.
Upon learning the origin of this sword, Luo Jiu's lips twitched involuntarily.
Listen to your descriptions! This sword is supposed to be the light of righteousness! Isn't its origin already bizarre enough? Are you all selectively blind to this worshipful look?
“Zhao Bai”.
"Disciple is here."
Knowing that Yan Ze disliked wasting time on such matters, Wen Zhaobai immediately ordered his disciples to head to Luoxian Town.
Luo Jiu's eyes darted around, and she made an excuse that she didn't know how to fly a sword, and wanted to ride a public bus with Wen Zhaobai in order to improve their relationship.
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Ze opened his mouth.
"You come with me."
Luo Jiu pouted and reluctantly climbed onto the black eagle's back with Yan Ze.
They remained silent the entire way.
Yan Ze was a man of few words, so he naturally wouldn't say anything more if Luo Jiu didn't speak.
Luo Jiu was sulking with Yan Ze. She already had few opportunities to interact with the male lead, and with Yan Ze interrupting her, she didn't know when she would be able to complete the mission in this world.
In no time, they had arrived at the territory of Luoxian Town.
To avoid attracting attention, Yan Ze did not choose to fly directly to his destination, but instead stopped at the border and walked into the city.
The main road of the vast city gate was not bustling with activity or people as Luo Jiu had imagined. It was deserted, empty, as if abandoned by humanity.
Even if there were two or three people, they were all young and middle-aged men, their faces covered with white veils. They mechanically repeated their work, without exchanging a single word throughout the entire process.
"Why isn't there a single woman on this street?"
Luo Jiu looked puzzled.
Although there have been cases of missing women, they are all young women and there are not many cases. Why are there no women on the streets at all, and even the men are dressed in strange outfits?
Luo Jiu looked at Wen Zhaobai with a puzzled expression, only to see that he also looked puzzled.
Everyone looked worried and had doubts hidden in their hearts. Soon they arrived at the gate of a large house.
"This is the Ma family's house in Luoxian Town. The case of the missing woman first appeared in their house, and it was he who asked us to thoroughly investigate the matter."
Yan Ze nodded, indicating that he understood.
Wen Zhaobai stepped forward and knocked on the door twice.
A moment later, a servant peeked out from the crack in the door, looking at Luo Jiu and his group with a puzzled expression.
"Who...are you?"
Wen Zhaobai quickly handed over a letter from his bosom and explained:
"We were invited by Master Ma to investigate this case."
The servant looked away from the letter with a puzzled expression, scrutinizing Luo Jiu and his group. He noticed that although they were dressed in ordinary clothes, their attire was neat, and their demeanor was unlike that of ordinary people.
His gaze shifted from doubt to eagerness in an instant. He grasped Wen Zhaobai's hand, his face filled with excitement:
"Immortal Master, you've finally arrived! Come in quickly, we're finally saved!"
As soon as she entered, Luo Jiu smelled something unusual. She was a practitioner of wood-based magic and was particularly sensitive to smells.
Why is there a hint of blood in this lush, green mansion?
"Please rest here for a while, gentlemen. I will call my master over immediately."
As the servant's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, Luo Jiu looked at Yan Ze anxiously many times, but because of the maid, she couldn't directly voice her doubts and could only keep quiet.
A moment later, a burly man walked in from outside the door.
The man heard his words even before he got close.
"Immortal Master, we've been waiting for you for so long!"
Lord Ma grabbed Wen Zhaobai's hand with a warm gaze, exactly like the servant's reaction before, making Luo Jiu's lips twitch.
"I've heard that you are Immortal Master Yan Ze's disciple. You are truly handsome and extraordinary, with an imposing presence. In that case, I'll have to trouble you with this strange matter."
Wen Zhaobai was about to explain that he was not the team leader, and besides, his master was right behind him, so how could he presume to teach him a lesson?
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Ze interrupted him with a look.
Seeing that Wen Zhaobai did not deny it, Lord Ma became even more obsequious. He didn't even need to think before showering praise upon praise.
"Cough cough!"
Luo Jiu couldn't stand it anymore; she'd never seen anyone more outgoing than her, and she interrupted:
"Lord Ma, it would be better if you told us in detail what happened in Luoxian Town."
Lord Ma finally turned his gaze to Luo Jiu, and his murky eyes lit up the moment he saw her.
"And this is...?"
"My junior sister, Luo Jiu."
"Oh, so you're also an immortal."
"But this immortal is truly beautiful; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's a fairy descended from heaven..."
Luo Jiu felt inexplicably uncomfortable being stared at by that man. His gaze, as if he were probing for prey, made Luo Jiu feel nauseous.
He looks like another scumbag.
Just then, Yan Ze stood up and subtly pulled Luo Jiu behind him. Accompanied by his displeasure, a chill instantly filled the entire room.
"Ouch, cough, cough..."
Lord Ma realized that Yan Ze was not someone to be trifled with, so he dared not continue with his polite banter and attempts to get closer to him. He gave an awkward smile and continued:
"This is what happened..."
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