Swire Overlord

Chapter 112 A Secret Letter

Sensing everyone's expectant eyes, the city lord smiled wryly and nodded helplessly.

Seeing the city lord nodding, when everyone looked at Zhao Yufan, there was a slight change in their faces. They did not praise Zhao Yufan like they praised Lin Tai, but there is no doubt that Zhao Yufan's wisdom is definitely not inferior to Lin Tao.

The city lord raised his head lightly, looked straight at Zhao Yufan, and said in a tired voice, "I wonder if Master Zhao can help Bishuiyan City survive this disaster?"

Closing the golden feather fan in his hand, Zhao Yufan looked serious, and replied very seriously: "There is a way, but I wonder if the city lord can let go of something?"

"Please speak!" The city lord's words resounded loudly.

Zhao Yufan got up slowly, put the golden feather fan on his chest, gazed into the distance, and said with a sly smile: "With the current strength of the city lord, if he wants to fight against the emperor, he will definitely lose! So the only way is to ask for foreign aid. If you You can persuade any of the six major sects to come forward, and the matter can be resolved, but the premise is... you must abandon your current identity and status, as well as your soldiers and wealth."

The city lord hesitated for a moment, and immediately made a decision: "Yes, if this is the case, then I will invite Qing Lanzong to come forward."

"Qinglanzong..." Zhao Yufan muttered with deep meaning, and nodded with a half-smile: "Any sect is fine, and so is Qinglanzong. As long as Qinglanzong comes forward, the emperor will at least not embarrass the city lord, and Your daughter, but whether the Qinglan Sect will show up or not depends on your sincerity!"

"I understand, I'm going to the study to write a secret letter. When the time comes, your suzerain will definitely help out when he sees this letter!" After speaking, he left the living room and went straight to the study.

It took him a long time to write the letter, maybe he was not writing the letter, but was weighing whether to ask Qing Lanzong to come forward, or he could choose other sects to come forward.

No one knows what the city owner wrote, but his tone is very confident.

The sun gradually faded behind the mountain, and the sky and the earth gradually became dark. When it was getting dark, the city lord finally came to the living room.

Everyone looked at the city lord, each thinking.

Zhao Yufan didn't have too many worries. No matter what the city lord chose in the end, he was helping the city lord and making the city lord owe him a favor.

The city lord's face was paler than before, and he was more exhausted. When he walked up to Zhao Yufan, he stared at Zhao Yufan with deep eyes. After a while, he handed him the letter in his hand: "Young Master Zhao, this letter must be handed over to the Sect Master of Qinglan Sect!"

After receiving the yellow letter, Zhao Yufan put it into the storage ring and smiled slightly, "Please don't worry, the city lord, I will rush back to Qinglanzong immediately, but before that, the city lord will have to hold on for a while."

"Naturally, even if the Zimang iron cavalry is tyrannical, it will not be possible to break through my Bishuiyan City overnight!" The city lord raised his head confidently at this time, this is the only thing he can be proud of now.

Zhao Yufan opened the golden feather fan, looked at his companions with both eyes, and said in thought: "You stay here for the time being, I will come back for at least ten days, at most 20 days!"

"Okay!" Frost Moon replied.

Can Yue looked elsewhere, but ignored Zhao Yufan.Lin Yu and Lin Tao snorted disdainfully.

Tie Yunshan asked bluntly and worriedly: "What will you do if you die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qi kicked him and cursed: "Your uncle, it's better to be dead, out of sight and out of mind."

Zhao Yufan shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly, mounted a brown steed, swung his whip and walked away.

The clatter of horseshoes sounded, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose from the road. Zhao Yufan's figure turned into a black spot, which became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared on the mountain road with different heights.

Not long after Zhao Yufan left, Yu Hengshan, the commander of the Zimang Cavalry, learned of this matter, and beside him was a servant of the City Lord's Mansion with a flattering face.

Yu Hengshan's face was ferocious, he held the gleaming spear in his hand, and looked towards the direction of Bishuiyan City.

The servant rolled his eyes wildly, and after thinking for a moment, he knelt on the ground and asked confidently: "General, please give me a team of Zimang cavalry to chase and kill Zhao Yufan. I promise, I will bring his head to you!"

"You are worthy too?" Yu Hengshan glanced at the servant with disdain, and shouted: "Ye Qing! You lead a small team and intercept and kill Zhao Yufan! Don't let him rush to Qinglanzong!"

"Yes!" Ye Qing agreed, and led a hundred Zimang iron cavalry to detour to the back of Bishuiyan City, chasing Zhao Yufan.

Zhao Yufan didn't go too far. Not long after he left Bishuiyan City, he led his horse and hid on a high slope to observe the situation on the road.Not long after, a hundred purple mans cavalry flashed past his eyes like lightning.

"Hehe..." Zhao Yufan smiled triumphantly, led the steed and appeared on the road in a calm manner, turned on the horse, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, the steed neighed, and followed the road that the Zimang cavalry had trod, galloping And go.

Ye Qing led the Zimang iron cavalry on the road non-stop day and night, but he never found Zhao Yufan's trace. Feeling vaguely uneasy, he immediately flew a pigeon to send a letter to Yu Hengshan.

Yu Hengshan may seem rough, but he is shrewd, and there are smart people around him, so he immediately guessed that Ye Qing might have fallen for it.

At this time, the servant beside Yu Hengshan knelt down again and sincerely asked: "General, you give me a team. I will chase and kill Zhao Yufan from behind. We will attack from both sides. He will not be able to run even if he wants to. Get rid of him, and under the command of the general, Bishuiyan City will definitely be broken in an instant, and the general will be a great hero of the Zimang Empire, and he may be named a prince, and the villain will also be happy."

"Hmph! A slave is a slave!" Yu Hengshan glanced at the servant disdainfully, pondered for a moment, and said with a smirk: "Well, you lead twenty purple mans cavalry and chase after Zhao Yufan. Our purple mans cavalry is the weakest All of them are middle-level fighters of the fifth level, and they are good at siege, Zhao Yufan is strong and is the middle-level warrior of the tenth level, and twenty Zimang cavalry are more than enough to deal with him!"

The servant bowed his head, nodded and left.Thinking of the chance to kill Zhao Yufan, his hands trembled with excitement. If it wasn't for that damned guy Zhao Yufan, he wouldn't be driven away by the city lord, let alone kneel down to this vulgar Yu Hengshan every day.

Two days have passed since Zhao Yufan left Bishui Yancheng, and now he needs two more days to arrive at Qinglanzong.

The wind in winter is very cold, even if Zhao Yufan is a warrior, his face is a little blue, looking up at the clouds, it seems that it is going to snow.His face turned bluer. If it really snowed, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him.

The heavens did not favor Zhao Yufan, snowflakes fell from the sky, and after a while, the road ahead was covered with a thin layer of snow. If you step on the snow, you will leave a string of footprints behind you.

Turning his head to look at the footprints of people and horses behind him, Zhao Yufan patted the back of his head, got on his horse, and said helplessly, "This snow is so coincidental, I don't know...whether it's a blessing or a curse."

(End of this chapter)