Yan all over the world

Chapter 236 How Much Gratitude and Enmity Can Make You Happy (1)
I carried Zhu Gaochi, who had been acupunctured, through the crowd with ghostly faces, and when I kicked open the door of the hall, I saw Mu Xin, who was indifferent outside the hall, looking slightly down at the few people under his feet.

There was no expression of joy or anger on his face, he just frowned, looking at a man on the ground, the scattered weapons beside him made me frown too, and asked him hastily, "Are you injured?"

Mu Xin shook his head, let out a long breath, and said, "Why would the prince recruit such people as guards?"

"Just by looking at the weapon, you know it's not a thing." I sneered, tore off a corner of Zhu Gaochi's outer robe and put my hands on it, picked up the modified Emei thorn, knocked it on, and said: "It's hollow, filled with poisonous juice, the machine The spring is exquisite, the thorn horns can be removed, and it is a vicious hidden weapon when you get close... Well, what is this? There are poisonous insects... Which sect of this, the methods are very vicious..."

Mu Xin said lightly: "I asked, it was taught by Ziming. He is a incense master of the Luzhou branch of Ziming's teaching. He broke the rules and was kicked out. He paid a lot of money to ask a master craftsman to reform this weapon. It was made for the triennial Zimingjiao Selection Conference."

I narrowed my eyes, then returned to normal, and asked calmly, "The selection meeting?"

Mu Xin has no color of liking or disliking, "Zi Mingjiao's rule is that every three years, a martial arts competition will be held. At that time, the rudder master Xiangzhu and so on in all sub-rudders in the world will be determined by martial arts. The higher the martial arts The higher the status, the excommunicated people like him are not eligible to participate in the selection meeting in the early years, but the rules are different this year."

My heart moved, but I didn't speak.

Sure enough, Mu Xin said: "He said that a few days ago, a holy envoy came to the general altar, saying that this year's selection meeting is no longer limited to members of the Ziming Sect, and that all capable people in the world can sign up for the election. Those who beat the crowd with skill will be granted a high position."

I frowned and said, "Zi Ming Sect is a demon sect, how could these people..."

"Zi Ming teaches martial arts to be unrivaled in the world, and its influence is huge, and its power is overwhelming," Mu Xin said indifferently: "Even if he claims to be a knight of the White Way, he also has vanity and wants to eat."

I murmured: "Zi Mingjiao suddenly broke the old rules and recruited martial arts geniuses from all over the world. What is He Lan Xiuchuan going to do? This person is deeply scheming and ambitious, I'm afraid..." After thinking about it, I smiled.

"No matter what he wants, it has nothing to do with us."

Picking up Zhu Gaochi, I greeted Mu Xin: "Let's continue with what we haven't finished!"

It was night, and both Siyingju and Yanwang Mansion had an extremely lively night.

First, in the middle of the night at Siyingju, someone saw ghosts floating across the roof, and then in the room of the red card girl Yuxian, a fat man who was almost naked suddenly fell from the roof, smashed the roof with a bang, and fell heavily on Yuxian's room. On the bed, Yuxian and her benefactor were so frightened that they screamed in unison. The voice pierced through the silent night of Beiping, and immediately caused a commotion in Siyingju.

There were chaotic footsteps, shouts, and women's cries. The bustard and the turtle lit the lanterns, and found that the fat man was awake, but his face was pale, his body was shaking, his hair was soaked, and he buried his head in his arms. Why did the people ask, but they refused to open their mouths, the old bustard had sharp eyes, and found that the fat man's obscene trousers were made of high-quality silk, satin and silk, which could only be worn by princes and nobles. They were all startled, and the crowd was tightly surrounded by three circles and three circles outside. Naturally, some of them were vicious and well-informed. Naturally, they also discovered the abnormality of the fat man, and they whispered and discussed endlessly.

By the time the bustard drove them away, the latest rumors about a certain prince and aristocrat who came to a brothel for whoring but was stripped of their money, and had no money to pay for the night's stay, were stripped of their clothes for public display.

After half an hour, everyone was still immersed in the joy and excitement of discovering the secret. A group of guards with bright armor and sharp expressions came to Siyingju, blocked all the entrances, and arrested the old bustard and turtle. Everyone was driven far away from Yuxian's house, and another carriage drove straight into the courtyard. Someone peeked through the crack of the door. The fat man was carefully helped in by the guards wrapped in clothes. Some people found that the guard logo of Yan Palace, which was not covered up, was faintly exposed in the cloaks of those guards.

As a result, the protagonist of the rumor became more precisely the Prince of Yan.

Then word of mouth spread, everyone added new descriptions, and finally became the prince of Yan who went to prostitutes, but refused to pay money because of his status, and even fought with clients for women. The latest legend of being stripped naked and thrown on a prostitute's bed.

In the cool morning after the rain, people in the tea stalls and teahouses in the streets and alleys were whispering to each other, whispering secretly about Ye Lai's fragrant and thrilling adventures, when the bloody man in Peking spit on the ground after listening, I scolded softly: "Grandma, whoring women are not willing to pay for money, you are really a **** father and son!" At that time, I was raising my horsewhip and laughing happily on a high hill outside Beiping City.

"Haha, haha, repay him with his own way," I bent my waist with laughter, "You want to give me a reputation of forcing slaves to be killed, so I will give you back as a prostitute, how about that? Who is more ruthless?"

Mu Xin looked at me dotingly, and said with a smile, "Don't drag others down."

"No!" I raised my horsewhip, "I have warned him, if he gets angry with anyone innocent, then next time I will not pick off his clothes, but his skin."

Jin Xie rode on the other horse coldly, and said coldly: "Cut!"

I choked, and before I could speak, Fang Qi laughed like a silver bell, "Oh, master, what are you talking about? Pick up? Pick up what?"

Liuxia Hanbi had already laughed so hard that she couldn't speak, and even Liu Cheng, who had been silent all this time, smiled faintly.

Liu Xia laughed for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and asked me with a blushing face: "Miss, um, um, you didn't pick the clothes yourself, did you?"

I answered seriously, "Yes."

Before the words were finished, I saw a black shadow tremble from the corner of my eyes. I squinted and saw Mu Xin making a dangerous move, copying the riding whip that had almost fallen into his hand. When he raised his head and met my smiling eyes, he suddenly stopped blushing.

(End of this chapter)