Gao Wu: The God Of Swords Of Six Gates And The Eldest Princess

"Luo Captou, Lord Mu, I suddenly thought of a piece of news. A year ago, there appeared a crazy flower picker named Duanmu Yangcheng in Saibei. In order to break through, he even took action to kill the desert. The daughter of the third elder of Beidao Sect was harvested!"

"This incident caused a huge sensation at that time, and the Mobei Sword Sect was even more mobilized. All the masters came out to chase him. In the end, he was indeed found and was seriously injured by the contemporary sect leader, but he still escaped. Got it!"

"In the following months, the Mobei Sword Sect has been searching Duanmu Yang City, but no news has been found. Some people speculate that he died of serious injuries. Do you think it could be him?"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Xingchen and Mu Xiyan showed a slight difference.

"Although it is a bit far from Saibei, the route is consistent. Moreover, in order to avoid pursuit, this person will most likely leave the Mobei Sword Sect's territory!"

"It is logical to say so. It seems that Duanmu Yangcheng has survived and is still lurking in Xinyun County!"

Luo Xingchen connected the things together and suddenly felt that this flower-picking maniac was probably Duanmu Yangcheng.

"He is a ruthless person. It is said that Duanmu Yangcheng was once a royal family of Nanzhao Kingdom. Unfortunately, he lost his royal status with the destruction of Nanzhao Kingdom. However, this person still maintains his noble nature and pays special attention to his image. It is said that he was in the early stages of his cultivation. At that time, a woman was fascinated by his appearance and would rather die than leave him!"

"Unexpectedly, in order to survive, he would even give up the dignity of a nobleman!" Mu Xiyan seemed to know the origin of Duanmu Yangcheng, and directly told it all.

On the other hand, the deputy on the side showed a solemn expression: "Two master catchers, this Duanmu Yangcheng has extraordinary strength. He exposed the ninth level of Grandmaster's cultivation a year ago, and he can escape from the hands of the master of the Mobei Sword Sect. There must be a lot of means, should we apply to the Imperial Capital for experts to come and help?"

A warrior at the ninth level of a grandmaster is naturally terrifying in strength.

Moreover, if the opponent can escape from the hands of the Grand Master, his strength can be imagined, and he must not be weak.

After hearing his words, Luo Xingchen had not yet spoken, but Mu Xiyan at the side spoke proudly.

"It doesn't matter. As long as he is not a grand master, I am confident that I can defeat or even kill him. Moreover, my lightness kung fu has made some breakthroughs in the past few days. With the help of you two, I will definitely be able to catch him!"

As she spoke, her confidence burst out at this moment.

Obviously, she was very discouraged by being dumped by the other party before. After practicing Qinggong hard in the past few days, she made a breakthrough.

This actually made Luo Xingchen extremely envious.

Every improvement he makes comes at the cost of decades of cultivation.

But the opponent is good, he just feels that his speed is low, and he can break through after a few days of hard work.

In contrast, how could Luo Xingchen not be envious.

This is the difference between genius and waste!

Fortunately, he has a system, otherwise, he would never be able to hold his head up in this life.

"In that case, then I will make arrangements to take good care of the daughters of several wealthy families!"

The deputy spoke at this time, and after receiving Mu Xiyan's nod, he hugged Luo Xingchen and left.

As for why he only protects girls from wealthy families, there is no other special reason.

But most girls from wealthy families practice martial arts, and their energy and blood are much stronger than those from peasant families.

But when it comes to the later stages of the Collecting and Tonic Technique, it has no effect on ordinary women and must be warriors.

This is the real reason why Luo Xingchen and Mu Xiyan chose.

Luo Xingchen looked at his back and suddenly chuckled: "Master Mu is so magnificent. A deputy of the seventh level of the Grandmaster is actually willing to give up his own future and is willing to follow you and protect you!"

Hearing this, Mu Xiyan also shook her head helplessly.

"I have told Huang Yun many times that I have no interest in marriage in this life. I just want to pursue the highest level of martial arts and ask him not to waste time on me, but he just doesn't listen!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Xingchen was very different.

A beautiful girl in her 28s, who has no expectations for love at such a young age, must have had an unusual experience!

But the two of them haven't gotten to know each other well enough, so naturally he won't ask questions.

After the two chatted for a while, they left separately.

Luo Xingchen did not return to the inn, but came to the slums and walked all the way.

At this time, a man with a black scar the size of a fingernail on his face caught his attention.

There is no way, this person's features cannot help but make people take a second look at him, especially the dense black hair on the black scars, which makes people subconsciously unwilling to take a second look.

Moreover, this person seemed to be an honest and honest farm man. He would timidly lower his head when meeting strangers, as if he had a bit of inferiority complex.

He carried a bundle of dry firewood to the teahouse where Luo Xingchen rested, sold the firewood to the shopkeeper, and after receiving thirty copper coins, he bent down to thank him and left.

Luo Xingchen then asked: "Shopkeeper, who is this man?"

The shopkeeper glanced at him, and explained as he did not want to offend anyone in business.

"He is also a poor man. There was a flood in his hometown a year ago. When he followed the team south, he arrived in our county. Later, he heard that the whole village was gone, so he gave up the idea of ​​going back and settled in our slum area!"

"Originally, with his honest and loving temperament, it would have been fine for him to marry a wife for the rest of his life, but he was accompanied by an old father who was injured and couldn't move his hands and feet, and with the black scars on his face, no one proposed to marry him, so he didn't. Now that I have that idea, I will go to the mountains to chop firewood honestly every day, and go to the dock to do some groceries in my spare time to support the father and son!"

"If you ask me, the world is still too pedantic. This person has encountered a great disaster, and he can't abandon his father when he can't even have enough to eat. His character must be good. It's a pity that no one is willing to give up his daughter. Even widows are willing to visit his house!"

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Luo Xingchen looked at his back and said: "Yes, he is such a poor man. By the way, shopkeeper, where does he live? There is a widowed sister among my distant relatives staying at home. If possible, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to let them look at each other!”

As soon as these words came out, the shopkeeper also became interested. He seemed to have a good impression of the black-scarred man and quickly told him the address.

After a while, Luo Xingchen left the teahouse.

Luo Xingchen's arrival did not cause the slightest disturbance, and the nervousness of the entire county still did not ease at all.

This day, at night, a sound broke the noisy night.

At the same time, Luo Xingchen, who was meditating in Panxi, suddenly opened his eyes, took a step forward, and flew in in front of a wealthy family.

The familiar Qingmen arrived at the back house. Luo Xingchen punched the door in front of him without any politeness, and happened to hit a masked man in black.

At this moment, in his hands, a young woman was looking at him in horror, her mouth covered and speechless.

Phew~~!

Almost at the same time, two more figures arrived, followed closely by Mu Xiyan and Huang Yun.

"Duanmu Yangcheng, something happened to you!" Mu Xiyan looked at this old rival and said coldly.