Four days later.

Rest at night.

As normal.

Zhao Qingchan and others escaped from the killer of the Mayi Holy Sect. Even if the fortune will not rise, it will not decrease.

But.

"My Master Zhenwu, why has the fortune really been reduced?"

"Zhang Jiejie, little luoli, ah, and my blessings have all turned into great danger?"

"Is this an evil person?" Zhao Qingchan scratched her head with a tangled expression. She couldn't figure out the reason for this.

Because even if the first-class master of Mayi Holy Sect came, he could not cause such exaggerated lethality to them only.

Unless there is a first-rate expert.

but.

The first-class master of Mayi Holy Sect is not a cabbage. Including the contemporary leader and the two guardians, it would be great if there were five or six of them to die.

They are just a not-so-famous cult sect, far from being a Wudang, Shaolin, a second-rank inferior to dogs, and first-rank walking all over the ground.

"So, are there other forces entering in a mess?" Zhao Qingchan currently has very little information, but it is not difficult to imagine the key.

That is, Ma Yi Holy Teaching increases manpower.

A first-rate master, or multiple second-rate masters.

The former is more likely, while the latter is too numerous, and it has been proved many times that they are not opponents of Zhang Jiejie and others. If Ma Yi Holy Sect is not stupid, it will not send so much waste.

besides.

"Other forces will not be so idle, so only the imperial forces will join." Zhao Qingchan suddenly felt a little overwhelmed when she thought of this.

The Ming Dynasty was good everywhere, but the court had infiltrated the rivers and lakes too much.

The East Factory, West Factory, Jinyiwei, Hulong Villa and other forces all have some special personnel to target people from the world, and most of them are inconsistencies.

If it weren't for the famous little master, the innate master, or some famous first-class master, these imperial forces wouldn't be spoiled by you.

Zhao Qingchan has the Wudang Sect as his backer, but he is not in Wudang Mountain!

In addition, these hawks and dogs in the court are all cruel and ruthless, and with the idea that no one knows you, how could they care about what your backer is?

Kill you.

Does anyone dare to seek revenge after knowing the truth?

All right.

Some people can.

But most of them are not.

This is also one of the reasons why the imperial court has a bit unscrupulous.

Zhang Jiejie looked at Zhao Qingchan who was tasteless and glanced at the tortoise shell and copper coins in his hand, and couldn't help asking: "Have you ever calculated what you have?"

"………………” Zhao Qingchan sighed to the sky, too lazy to talk. He regretted that he took on this benefit was great enough, but he was also prone to taking on the mission of life.

But, he didn't say that this graceful and graceful young woman Zhang didn't urge her, but just looked at him tenderly.

After a long time.

Zhao Qingchan frowned and said, "Mrs. Zhang, it's very evil!"

Zhang Jiejie was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and glanced at the two mountains, then suddenly raised her head with a slightly red face, coughed lightly, and said, "Do you think our people are not doing well?"

"It has always been unfavorable, but it was still fierce two days ago, but now it has become very fierce." Zhao Qingchan almost laughed out loud when she saw her movements, and suddenly remembered some interesting fortune-telling operations.

"But something unexpected?"

"Yes, according to Master Zhenwu's reminder, there should be a first-rate master who is hunting him down."

"But we galloped all the way, and they would not catch up too quickly. You said we were only one hundred miles away from Jiming Town, so I thought... I would go there day and night, all my strength." Zhao Qingchan said in a deep voice.

Zhang Jiejie looked at the child who was tired of her arms, gently stroked her hair, took a deep breath, and nodded and said, "Okay, two days, we will arrive at Jiming Town!"

"Okay, change horses and no ones all the way."

"No, the combination of these people is not normal. If the court forces intervene, our group will be too obvious."

"Those carrier pigeons are much faster than us, so we can't go to the inn." Zhao Qingchan hurriedly shook his head, but frowned again. If this is the case, there is really no way.

Zhang Jiejie pondered for a moment, showed a difficult expression to choose, and said, "If not, the young man took my token and carried Wuji..."

"No, I, Zhao Qingchan, will put my words here today. I will take your mission, so I will send you mother and daughter to the place safely!"

Zhao Qingchan stood up decisively and interrupted Zhang Jiejie's words.

My daughter is home and my wife is gone?

Grass (a plant), it would be enough for Chu Liuxiang to not beat him up, so why are you thinking about "leaving fragrance through the moon"?

This is a daydream drooling. Is the soft girl too tender and fragrant?

Moreover, Chu Liuxiang's other kung fu is basically top martial arts, even if it is internal skills, Zhao Qingchan really doesn't really want to learn anything, and it's not enough to put him in danger.

In addition, if Chu Liuxiang was not bound by Zhang Jiejie, even if he had a daughter, he would not have been born into the world of retreating, and would teach his unique secret book "Leaving the Moon and Leaving the Fragrance".

One sentence.

The task difficulty is here.

As long as it is not achieved perfectly.

Then it is impossible to obtain peerless martial arts.

Otherwise, do you really think the kung fu in [Jianghu] is easy to do?

These are all the experiences summarized by a group of players, coupled with the baptism of time.

But now there is nothing I can do.

He had no reputation in the Ming Dynasty, and was not familiar with the Wudang Sect office here, and he was even more unlikely to rely on other forces in the martial arts world. He could only take one step at a time and try his best to arrive at Jiming Town within two days.

Hesitate for a moment.

Zhao Qingchan stood up with righteousness and pointed his sword at Jiming Town: "Let's go, get on the road!"

Zhang Jiejie and Aya immediately stood up and started to act according to his order.

From guest to master.

What is this called?

Personality charm.

Otherwise, how could other young heroes of the top third rank point fingers in front of Zhang Jiejie?

Tsk, in three minutes, your hands and feet will be cut off, and the body will be fed to the dung beetle in the woods.

This is also the reason why Zhao Qingchan learned many secondary professions, that is, these non-spoken methods are really effective in the world.

certainly.

The most important thing is to be handsome enough and be handsome.

This is the basic requirement for becoming a hero.

It is definitely not good to be ugly. Heroes, young women, and old women will basically have the idea of ​​distrust.

Everyone set out on the itinerary again, constantly crossing mountains and hiking mountains and wading.

Um……

It's just riding a horse and running away.

There was not enough time for them to work hard in the mountains. If they did not arrive on the prescribed day and could not meet Chu Liuxiang, they would be dead.

And just after they rode their horses early the next morning.

But in just two hours.

Seven or eight Jinyiwei who had chased after him overnight came here.

Bai Shaoxie glanced at the bonfire buried in the mound of soil with a calm expression, and said in a deep voice: "Let the carrier pigeons go and continue chasing!"

The other six second-rank Jinyiwei showed bitter expressions on their faces, but they didn't even dare to breathe when they shouted loudly. They could only turn over and continue chasing.

Who is Bai Shaoxie?

The adopted son of Wang Zhi, the man from the West Factory, was placed on the face of the Jinyiwei. He was the most "hateful" in his life. Now someone violated the ban with martial arts and still killed someone in his eyes. How could he let it go now?

But it wasn't long before they left.

A man with a silver mask on his left face slowly came. He had long snow-white hair, tall figure and pale skin, but gave people a sense of evil and handsomeness.

He glanced at the many marks on the way, and a sneer flashed across his lips: "Let you go so many times, so that you can feel the joy of escaping, but you have provoked some pursuers by yourself?"

"It's interesting..."

"but."

"Steal the heads from our Fang Siming?"

"Are you tired of living?"

The white-haired man smiled contemptuously, gently stroked his face with his right hand with a sharp finger condom, and murmured: "But, after killing you, I can also change the core internal strength of the Mayi Holy Sect, right?"

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Chapter completed!