Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 399 Officials and Bandits
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the forest.

Behind Mr. Qingshan, two figures walked slowly out from behind the tree, a man and a woman, riding on two huge monsters.

Seeing this, Mr. Qingshan still stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the other person indifferently.

Mr. Qingshan just stood there quietly, and the visitor did not say anything to disturb him.

But they all came with a purpose, and it's not a good thing to always be so quiet. The beautiful woman sitting on the back of the colorful fox said softly: "It seems that the dragon's luck has been obtained by you."

Mr. Wei looked at the other party calmly and nodded slightly: "I didn't expect that since you came to the Wulin Alliance, you could actually hold back and not take action."

"That old man killed many of your barbarian warriors."

The two men narrowed their eyes slightly, and a faint murderous intent suddenly appeared on the young man.

"Snapped!!!"

After a crisp sound, the boy covered his burning face and looked at the beautiful woman beside him with wide eyes in confusion.

Puyang Ying scolded, "Don't be rude to Mr. Wei."

After that, she turned to Mr. Wei and said, "I was originally planning to wade into this muddy water, but I didn't expect that old man to have broken through. He is a pure martial artist in the realm of divine wandering. Isn't Mr. Wei also trying to avoid the limelight for the time being?"

Mr. Wei laughed and scolded, "I haven't seen you for a few months, but you're even more eloquent than before. It's a pity that I don't buy it."

"Since you've already decided not to get involved, why are you suddenly jumping out now? Do you think I've fallen behind and want to test me?"

As he spoke, the raging wind in the surrounding space suddenly stagnated, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth also began to surge faintly at this moment.

The two barbarians only felt that the temperature of their bodies was slowly dissipating, and the scorching sun shining on them still had no effect.

Puyang Ying was slightly stunned.

A cloud of green mist suddenly emerged from above his head, and slowly transformed into a human face. It slowly spoke: "We have no intention of being your enemy."

Mr. Wei looked at the face and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The terrible feeling of oppression on their bodies disappeared, and the Puyang Ying sister began to gasp violently.

Mr. Wei asked, "Now that you have shown up, the barbarians should be making some big moves. Tell me."

The blue face was silent for a while, then slowly said: "The barbarian army will move south in half a month, and we will need Mr. Wei to help us by then."

Mr. Wei suddenly looked at him with amusement, "Let me help you barbarians to plunder your own land, Puyang Rongxuan, are you old and confused or am I stupid?"

The blue-faced man shook his head and said, "We only want to take back what we lost. We don't ask for anything more. After that, we can help you take over the Lower Nine Provinces."

Mr. Wei gently rubbed his chin with his right hand, tapped his side with one hand, and said slowly: "The three states can belong to you, but you must be led by me. In the land of the nine states, there is no room for two masters."

The blue-faced man did not speak, but judging from the slight change in expression on his face, he obviously agreed.

Then, Mr. Wei smiled and asked slowly, "What do you need me to do?"

The blue-faced man said, "If you do nothing, that will be the biggest help to us."

The young man suddenly interrupted and said, "My barbarian tribe has already started a natural disaster in Jizhou. When Jizhou and Haizhou are full of refugees, it will be time for my barbarian cavalry to move south. That's when the time comes."

Mr. Wei interrupted the young man, looked at the green face and said with a smile: "Is this the newest lucky person of the Barbarians? He is just a three-year-old child!"

The blue-faced man's expression changed visibly, and his tone was a little awkward, "He just woke up. I let him out this time just to broaden his horizons. I hope Mr. Wei will forgive me for any offense."

Mr. Wei raised his hand and said, "I am not an unreasonable person. Since you have a plan, I will give you a piece of advice. Be more careful of Haizhou, especially that young general."

After that, he stretched lazily and said, "Let's go, if I continue talking to you, the one in heaven will be angry."

He walked around An Shang who was unconscious on the ground. Without Long Yun, it was no longer worth his while to even look at the latter.

As soon as Mr. Qingyi left, a voice came from the sky: "Puyang Rongxuan, if you dare to harm someone, you can't leave!"

The voice contained tremendous energy, like the mighty sound of heaven, which shook Puyang Ying so much that he bled from all seven orifices. Puyang Jun, who was of average strength, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The green-faced man looked up at the sky with some anger. Under the immortal gaze, there was a burly old man staring at him with his hands crossed.

He felt a headache and said quickly, "Let's go back to Yuezhou first!"

Puyang Ying patted the nine-colored fox under his butt, and the latter stretched out a huge tail to roll up Puyang Jun and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

One third of the Nujiang River in Jingzhou is under the management of the Wulin Alliance.

Midsummer is about to pass, and the river is still cold and windy in the early morning. On the deck of a merchant ship.

Pu Anyu was wearing a cotton robe to keep warm, sitting on a soft mat, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

On the left, there is a table with a stove on it emitting warmth. There is a pot on the stove with fresh ingredients cooking in the boiling water.

Fang Xuan and Pei Qian sat beside them, smacking their lips.

"The food in our Taixuan Sect is still the best. These days, we have been eating lots of fish and meat. My face has become more round."

Pei Qian picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, muttering to himself.

Fang Xuan slapped him off the chair with his backhand, then threw a sweet orange on the table to Pu Anyu.

"Since you have returned to Taixuan Sect, instead of cultivating well in the sect, you are wandering around in Jiuzhou. Do you think your life is too long?"

Fang Xuan broke off a slice of sweet orange and put it into his mouth, with a reproachful tone in his voice.

They bid farewell to the Wulin Alliance and headed north to Zhongzhou.

The small team now has four people.

However, since that night last time, Chu Kuang had intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself from Fang Xuan and the other two.

At this time, Zhou Yi, the person in charge of the merchant ship and also the deputy leader of the Wulin League, came over hurriedly and said with a smile:

"Commander Fang, the front is Wofeng Bay. Beyond Wofeng Bay is the territory of Zhongzhou, but..."

Seeing Zhou Yi hesitate to speak, Pei Qian raised his wine glass and joked, "Alliance Leader Zhou, but what? Could it be that there are still pirates here?"

After Pei Qian finished speaking, he did not hear Zhou Yi's explanation, and his expression became a little awkward.

“No way, are there really pirates? Do they dare to rob your Wulin League’s ship?” Pei Qian was stunned and his voice became sharp.

Fang Xuan also looked at Zhou Yi with some curiosity.

Zhou Yi explained with a smile: "These water bandits have powerful forces behind them. We in the Wulin Alliance don't want to get into too much trouble with them. Usually, we just pay them some tolls."

He continued to say to Pei Qian: "If nothing serious happens, don't do it."

Pei Qian said "hmm" in a haughty manner, maintaining his master's demeanor.

Zhou Yi bowed and left.

Pei Qian whispered to Fang Xuan: "Brother Fang, maybe they are bandits."

Fang Xuan nodded in agreement.

The status of the Wulin Alliance in the entire Jingzhou is not low. Most forces have to give face to the Wulin Alliance, so ordinary bandits certainly don’t dare to rob the merchant ships of the Wulin Alliance.

The forces in Jingzhou are intertwined, and the existence of the Wulin Alliance is very special. It is very likely that the official forces deliberately cultivated some river bandits in this section of the river to monitor and contain the Wulin Alliance.

The Wulin Alliance obviously also knows this, so the two sides maintain a delicate relationship.

Everyone sees through it but doesn't say it out loud.

The merchant ship sailed forward for more than half an hour. A huge bay could be seen on the deck. The water flow became gentler. After passing several sharp turns, the ship's speed slowed down.

In order to ensure that the merchant ships continue to sail, the boatmen can only row the boats manually.

Dengdengdeng. At this time, Zhou Yi brought dozens of Wulin League disciples to the deck, stood by the boat with weapons in hand, and were on guard all around.

Fang Xuan gazed into the distance, his eyes instantly replaced by golden vertical pupils. In his sight, there were already dozens of small boats gliding towards the shore, leaving countless white waves on the river surface.

These small boats have pointed ends and slender hulls. They do not take up much water on the river and can only carry three or four people, but they are very fast.

"No, why are there so many people this time?"

Zhou Yi's face turned slightly pale and his expression was solemn.

Fang Xuan roughly counted the pirates, there were at least a hundred of them, and asked in confusion:

“Weren’t there so many people before?”

(End of this chapter)