It was the seventh day after An Lan ascended the throne.

In a teahouse, a storyteller sat at a table.

He described vividly: "It is said that in the battle a few days ago, our invincible Master Xu not only rescued the head of the Crescent Pavilion who was under house arrest in the palace,"

"We will also kill the Imperial Master who controls the government and threatens the Emperor!"

"That battle was truly earth-shattering. It is said that the State Master was the Grand Elder of the Wu Sect, and was as powerful as the Master of the Qingluan Valley, but he still died at his hands."

"Master Xu won the heart of the head of the New Moon Pavilion, and even stood with him to nominate the Sixth Princess to become the new empress."

"In the past few days, a large number of officials have had their homes searched,"

"Even the family of the prime minister was raided, leaving no one alive. Fortunately, Master Xu was kind-hearted and spared the other two families. Otherwise, according to the laws of the dynasty, three families would be executed for rebellion! In serious cases, nine families would be executed directly!"

"How many people will die?"

At this point, the storyteller clapped his hands in admiration.

The pillow knocked against the table.

And heard a "pop!"

The diners around all applauded.

"Master Xu is truly a living Bodhisattva!"

"This time, he saved countless people. Those officials who escaped the disaster must be grateful to him."

These diners are all local residents.

There was an endless stream of praise for Xu Qiu.

However, there were several gangsters wearing conical hats, with knife scars all over their faces and arms thicker than their thighs.

Sitting at a table not far away, listening to the storyteller with great interest, I couldn't help but ask:

"It is said that this Master Xu is just a son-in-law of the Qin family. Half a year ago, he was still a weak scholar. How could he suddenly become so powerful?"

His companions around him also echoed:

"Yes, this is extremely unusual. It is difficult for ordinary martial artists to become first-class martial artists without decades of training."

"Could it be that he is really the reincarnation of a god?"

The sudden voices of several people made the diners around them frown slightly and clench their chopsticks tightly together.

It felt like someone was questioning their idols, and this discordant voice offended the god in their hearts.

But these people in the martial arts world were wearing swords stained with blood.

The diners dared not say a word.

Recently, there have been more than a dozen cases of gangsters going berserk and injuring people due to disagreements. Many civilians have white cloths hung in their homes, indicating that they were killed by gangsters.

So they are afraid of causing trouble.

Faced with such doubts, the storyteller was not annoyed.

Instead, he crossed his legs, reached out for the teacup, put it to his dry lips and took a sip.

The voice slowly rose and said: "It seems that you all don't know that the son-in-law of the Qin family is just an ordinary person. However, he is lucky. Not long after entering the Qin Mansion, he learned the skills of General Qin."

"Later, he attacked the Black Tiger Gang and obtained treasures. It is said that when he disappeared, he went to Qingluan Valley, became a junior elder, and obtained the inheritance of Qingluan Valley."

"He even obtained a divine weapon along the way. As a result, the son-in-law of the Qin family became a peerless master in just a few months and stood proudly in the world."

He had just finished saying this.

The people in the martial arts world were extremely disdainful, "You are too lucky, but even if you are lucky, you can't become a peerless master."

"That's right. If I could stumble upon opportunities just by walking around, I would have been the best in the world long ago!"

These people have bad tempers, but they speak the truth.

We are all swordsmen.

Either wandering around the world or on the road of wandering.

Who doesn't live on the edge of a knife? The storyteller smiled slightly, and suddenly lowered his voice several degrees.

"Have you heard of the Dragon's Rise Place of Daqian?"

He spoke in a low voice.

This immediately made everyone stretch their necks and become curious.

Even several swordsmen in Jianghu were staring at him, "You stupid storyteller, hurry up and tell me something, don't keep me on suspense, I have plenty of money!"

As he spoke, dozens of coins flew directly onto his desk.

Seeing this, the storyteller grinned.

He put away the copper plate and said in a low voice, "It is rumored that the first empress who founded Daqian suddenly realized the power of God in the Dragon's Rise Land. In less than a year, she became a peerless master and even overwhelmed the surrounding major mountain gates to establish a dynasty."

"From then on, Longxing Land also became the ancestral land of the Daqian royal family. Only the Daqian royal family knew about it, and outsiders had no way of knowing it."

The storyteller paused at this point and continued to persuade: "Do you feel any familiar places?"

They all lowered their heads and began to think.

Until someone exclaimed, "It's very similar to the son-in-law of the Qin Mansion!"

The storyteller nodded heavily, and his folding fan opened with a "snap" sound like a peacock's tail.

"That's right. Maybe the son-in-law of the Qin family once accidentally entered the ancestral land of Daqian, and thus became a peerless master in a short period of time."

However, someone retorted: "That's not right. If that's the case, why is the Emperor Daqian so weak...?"

The man hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly there was a noise at the door, and the imperial guards broke into the teahouse and shouted at the storyteller.

"Thief, stop making up rumors and causing trouble!"

The soldiers drew their swords and prepared to arrest the storyteller.

But the latter took a sip of tea, then climbed out of the window from the second floor to the ground, disappearing without a trace.

"Damn it, he escaped again!"

Several soldiers left the teahouse cursing.

at the same time.

The eyes of all the swordsmen in the martial arts world were shining.

Even many diners began to have doubts after hearing this.

There is no need for the storyteller to explain what he just said, because the arrests by the officers and soldiers are enough to prove the truth of the content, otherwise the government would not arrest people at will.

Soon the rumor spread farther and farther, and the entire capital was in an uproar.

At the same time, various letters were also sent to other places.

The number of people from the underworld gathering in the capital increased exponentially.

There are so many of them that if you catch someone on the street, there is a 50% chance that he is a gangster rather than a resident of the capital.

…

The Imperial Palace.

An Lan wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe.

In the night, strolling in the palace garden to digest the food.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared on the roof. Seeing that there were not many guards around An Lan, the man in black jumped down from a high distance and stretched out his hand to grab An Lan.

The alert captain of the Imperial Guards shouted hurriedly, "Your Majesty, be careful!"

He immediately stood in front of An Lan and drew out his sharp sword.

Ding! Sparks from the collision of metal and iron bloomed in the darkness.

However, the captain of the Royal Guard, who was only a second-rate warrior, could not withstand the strength of the man in black.

He took a few steps back and said, "Your Majesty, please leave!"

An Lan immediately ran in another direction. When the man in black was about to catch her, suddenly a large number of royal guards rushed over.

And shouted loudly: "There is an assassin! There is an assassin!"

The man in black then stopped and quickly fled the palace.

Looking at the back of the man in black leaving, An Lan gnashed her teeth. She had just become the queen not long ago and had already encountered such a thing.

An Lan said to the people around him: "Hurry up and inform Elder Xu."

…

At the same time.

Qin Mansion.

Under the night sky, several figures were on the roof, whispering, "Brother, it's too risky for us to do this. This is General Qin's residence. I heard that she is now the Saint of Qingluan Valley."

"What are you afraid of? If we can steal their opportunities, we can dominate the martial arts world, or even the entire Daqian."

Another person said.

Suddenly everyone's eyes lit up.

Yes, it is risky, but the returns are extremely high.

As the saying goes, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. Everything requires risk.

However, when they were about to take action, a cold light flashed, and several heads fell to the ground.

The body fell from the roof and lay limp on the ground.

Xiao Xia held the sword and said expressionlessly: "Too weak, it can't withstand a single blow!"

(End of this chapter)