Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

"Now that you're here, let's stay."

Yang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold murderous intention suddenly emerged.

With a wave of his hand, the strong man in black next to him took action first.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every time the strong man in black took a step, the ground shook and made a dull sound.

It is obvious that he is very cautious, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

The cultivation level of this guard Yang Yan has reached the level of Yi Marrow.

And he didn't think the person in front of him was any better than him. After all, he looked too young.

Among the talented warriors among the younger generation in the entire Shanyang Mansion, there is no such person among them who is stronger than him.

Therefore, he did this just out of caution.

As he stepped forward, Qi and blood flowed all over the body of the strong man in black, and veins like horned dragons popped out.

When he was less than two feet away from Fang Yue, the strong man in black stepped down and jumped up suddenly.

A punch struck Fang Yue like a cannonball.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, forming a huge pressure, as if a giant hammer was hitting him.

"The strength of this man in black is Yi Mui Dacheng, and he seems to be practicing a power-based boxing technique, and his strength touches the edge of Qi sensing.

It is definitely not something that ordinary Yi Shui warriors can match. This person is too careless. How could he let this strong man in black gather his strength to punch. "

Beside the yard, the young man in blue shirt, who was tied into a rice dumpling and had lost his fighting ability, couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Yes, that's true. My uncle relied on his agile movements just now to get around."

After saying that, the rich boy turned his head and couldn't bear to look any further.

This strong man in black is known for his strength. The more he accumulates strength in the martial arts he has learned, the more ferocious the explosion will be.

Ordinary warriors of the same level would not dare to challenge him directly.

This scarred man is so careless, I'm afraid he will end up in a terrible situation.

I originally thought a savior had arrived, but instead of a bear, I didn't expect it.

In this case, dare to fight hard.

How unwise!

"Hmph, you are so arrogant. Today I will teach you a lesson for this ignorant guy!"

Seeing that the strong man in black had finished gathering his momentum, the scarred man opposite him still looked like he didn't react in time. He sneered in his heart and then punched him hard.

The next moment, Fang Yue opened his eyes suddenly.

For an instant, there seemed to be a flash of divine light, and then he took a step forward, held his chest in his chest and drew his back. His whole body was like a strong bow, and he punched out with the same punch.

The fists collided, and a powerful wave of air burst out from between the two bodies and spread to the surroundings.

Kick, kick, kick. Kick, kick, kick.

The originally ferocious face of the strong man in black was instantly distorted by the severe pain he felt. He stumbled and was knocked out, smashing into a nearby house.

"Hiss! What's going on?"

Everyone around was shocked.

With one move, a martial artist with great mastery of Yi Marrow was sent flying, and he was beaten to the point of death.

Who is that scarred-faced man? !

Suddenly, everyone around them, whether they were Yang Yan who was sneering or the young man in blue shirt who felt pity, all had their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Your Excellency is so powerful. I guess you are not an unknown person. I made a mistake. I have 10,000 taels of banknotes here, so I can take it as an apology. How about just forgetting about it tonight?"

"Otherwise, I will burn these banknotes."

Yang Yan is also capable of bending and stretching. It seems that his strength exceeds expectations. Even if the remaining men come together, they are probably no match for this scarred man.

Immediately, he retreated and wanted to spend money and eliminate disaster.

"Hehe, you're right. You can make money when you go out, so bring it."

When Fang Yue heard this, he immediately smiled. This smile affected the 'scar' on his face, making him look even more terrifying.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Yang Yan immediately became happy and threw the stack of banknotes over.

Fang Yue took the banknotes and looked at them briefly. Each one was two hundred taels. Well, it's all true and nothing fake.

Seeing Fang Yue's movements, the expression on Yang Yan's face slowly changed from respectful to a sneer.

"Hey, ten thousand taels, you are really greedy. Don't you know that greed is the root of disaster? Now if you feel that your energy and blood are stagnant and you are feeling weak, you are poisoned."

Yang Yan had a winner's smile on his face.

At this time, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance, and the men in black who had just chased them also returned at this time.

"It's our man right now, no one else was found." One of the men who returned said.

"Yeah, I know."

Yang Yan nodded, and then walked up to Fang Yue: "Has anyone told you that the disguise on your face is too fake, but ordinary people are okay."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to reveal Fang Yue's disguise, but his hand just reached out.

In an instant, Yang Yan felt that his hand was clamped by an iron pliers.

"Haha, I actually poisoned the bank note."

Fang Yue smiled slightly. He had a wooden plaque made from the corner of the scepter of the great elder of the Moshan tribe. Ordinary poisons were completely useless to him.

Therefore, this black marketeer's little scheme was doomed to fail when it came to him.

"Let go of your head, or you will die without a burial place!"

Another Yizui Dacheng martial artist who had just returned immediately shouted angrily. However, this person actually launched an attack on Fang Yue while shouting angrily.

And without any regard for Yang Yan, who was captured by Fang Yue, he actually looked ready to take the opportunity to kill Fang Yue and Yang Yan together.

But, the next moment.

The ferocious look on the face of this black-clothed warrior completely solidified.

He only felt his eyes blur, and then a sharp pain came, his vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

A quarter of an hour later.

In a house next to it.

"Unexpectedly, we are in the same group as Wang Yuangang. It seems that 'meddling' tonight has been involved in a huge trouble."

Fang Yue glanced at Yang Yan who was killed by unknown means next to him, and shook his head with a wry smile.

He had just tortured out some information from this person. For example, the recent disappearance of children in Xiahe County was caused by these people.

He even knew the name of their organization, Blood Dragon Platform.

But just when Fang Yue was about to continue to interrogate the information about the Blood Dragon Platform, Yang Yan bled from all his orifices in just one breath and died in front of his eyes.

Fang Yue checked and found that the man did not die of poisoning, and no wounds were found on his body.

But my brain became a mess.

All in all, the death was very strange.

This also made Fang Yue know that this group of people was not simple. After all, they could commit such major crimes in many counties and even prefectures in Shanyang Prefecture.

And he is still able to get away with it and is still active and continuing to commit crimes in various places.

It is definitely impossible to say that this group of people has no backers or accomplices in Fucheng or even in the Wei Dynasty.

Moreover, he also found the same nameplate on this person as he had obtained from Wang Yuangang before.

From this point of view, this mysterious Blood Dragon Platform organization must have spread throughout Shanyang Mansion and has huge power.

"Hey, forget it, it's not something I can control. Anyway, I didn't show my true colors today."

Fang Yue stood up immediately and then came to the courtyard next door.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. Such a great kindness can never be repaid!" When the young man in blue shirt saw Fang Yue coming in, he immediately knelt down on one knee and said excitedly.

He was already preparing to become a disciple. After all, in his eyes, this person must be an expert in Qi Sensing Realm.

He had just changed his marrow. Although he had a good family background, he had not yet become a disciple.

This time I came out to Fucheng. In addition to wanting to meet the world's masters, I also wanted to find a famous teacher.

I finally met you today, how could I not pay my respects.

"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace!"

The rich boy next to him also hurriedly stepped forward to thank him, saying that he would be rewarded generously and that he would be well entertained when he arrived at Shanyang Mansion.

"Hey, it's good to be grateful. Please hand over all the valuable things you have."

Fang Yue chuckled, and immediately asked for reward unceremoniously amidst the astonished gazes of several people.

I managed to save them today, so it wouldn't be a big deal if they gave me some hard work.

Besides, he was so merciful that he didn't care about these people's previous mocking and rude behavior towards him.

These people should be grateful and grateful to him.

After a while,

Fang Yue weighed the two money bags in his hands, with a smile on his face, and immediately rode the horse of the young man in blue shirt, and quickly drove away.

Of course, Fang Yue still left some scraps of silver for these people, and also asked them to send the kidnapped children to the government offices in nearby counties.

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Five days later.

Fang Yue finally arrived at Shanyang Mansion.

Looking at the majestic city wall in front of him, Fang Yue felt a sense of pride and ambition that he would come back again.

This time, I don’t know if it’s because of the upcoming government examination, but there are many more people entering Shanyang Mansion than the last time.

"Hey, senior, wait for me, wait for me."

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

Fang Yue looked back and saw that it was an acquaintance, the young man in blue shirt whom he had met before.

However, the young man who once looked high-spirited now looked obviously a little tired.

The blue clothes were stained with mud, the originally neatly combed hair was messy, and the beard was unkempt. The whole person looked like a refugee who had fled somewhere.

"Oh, it turns out to be you. Sorry, I got the wrong person."

The young man in blue shirt recognized Fang Yue, but instead of speaking, he fell silent.

Fang Yue shook his head slightly, cupped his hands towards the other party, and then merged into the crowd.

"I didn't expect it to be this person."

The young man in blue shirt actually walked here just now. He looked at a certain figure in front of him who looked familiar. Thinking of the person he was planning to become his disciple, he quickly snatched him away. His blood surged and he stepped forward.

Then, it was proved that he was right.

However, it was not the person he thought, but another person whom he had met on the road.

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Joining the crowd, Fang Yue quickly entered Shanyang Fucheng.

Seeing the familiar streets and riverbanks, I quickly arrived at the inn where I stayed last time.

However, Fang Yue soon discovered that the inn was full.

Even if Fang Yue is willing to add money, there is no extra room.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to leave here, walked two more streets, and found an inn next to the fireworks river bank.

As soon as he entered the inn, he was immediately greeted by the enthusiastic waiter, making Fang Yue feel at home.

"This gentleman wants to stay in a hotel, right? We have three upper rooms here. Can I give you one?"

Fang Yue nodded, and then asked: "Waiter, how come you still have vacancies here when other stores are full?"

Fang Yue was a little curious. Several inns and restaurants he passed by were all full.

After all, the government examination is about to be held.

From all directions, in various counties and cities, there are countless warriors who want to come to Fucheng.

Together with their servants, chariots and horses, the number was even greater.

Moreover, Wuju people are originally a high-consuming group, and gathering in large numbers in Fucheng will also drive consumption in Fucheng.

Therefore, at this time, nearby merchants and farmers will also gather here.

Either looking for business opportunities or looking for a job.

Therefore, the closer the inn is to the government office, the more popular it is.

This inn is obviously not too far from the government office, but it is not full, which is strange.

"Well, our store is close to Huachuanliu Lane and it's not quiet at night, so there are fewer people here."

The waiter didn't hide anything and told the truth.

Huachuanliu Lane is indeed like this.

There is only a narrow river between them, and if you listen carefully now, you can hear a faint sound.

If he waited until night, he might not be able to sleep due to his physical condition.

The warrior's vitality and blood are strong. If this is affected and then lingers in the flowers, wouldn't it affect the performance of the government examination.

As a result, not many people would stay at this inn at this time.

Fang Yue was not worried about this, after all, his strength was beyond that of most Yi Xu Dacheng warriors.

Not to mention talent, his strength is twice that of an ordinary Yi Mui Dacheng martial artist, so it is not difficult to pass the imperial examination.

Paid the rent,

Fang Yue followed the waiter to the guest room on the second floor.

After tidying up, he took a hot bath, changed his clothes, and tidied up a little, and then Fang Yue looked much more energetic.

This is to meet the wind and wash away the dust. The ancient cities were far apart, and it often took ten days and a half to travel. In some places farther away, it even took half a year, or even more than a year.

The mountains and rocks are dusty and unshaven.

After freshening up,

Fang Yue opened the window. I don't know when it started raining outside again.

The cold rain fell, adding to the chill.

Immediately, Fang Yue poured out some items from the package he carried with him.

Broken silver, silver notes, gold leaves, two books, a jade tablet and two bottles of elixirs.

Of course, these things all come from the previous harvest.

The silver notes and books were mainly contributed by the black market businessman, the gold leaves and jade plaques were given by the rich young master, and the broken silver was given by the young man in blue shirt.

Of course, he also contributed a BMW.

But the white horse was too conspicuous, and he had sold it before Jincheng.