The injury on the arm was not serious at all. He just applied a little medicine and then wrapped it with gauze, so there was no hindrance. The next day, Yan Liqiang still got up vigorously, still had morning classes, and still had tendons and marrow cleaning meridians.

Yan Liqiang on the next day was just glad that Mo Leng did not have the habit of venomizing his sword. Otherwise, in the battle last night, he would have to fight with Mo Leng and die together.

An excellent swordsman, a confident swordsman, is disdainful to poison his sword. Even if that swordsman is a killer, he rarely does this. This has nothing to do with that person's character, but it is purely the warrior's confidence in his cultivation and weapons. He is especially responsible for using long and heavy weapons, and he will rarely poison the weapons, because a person can use weapons to make others see blood. He will inevitably kill him with weapons. Between seeing blood and killing, there is actually only a layer of window paper. If a practitioner does not believe that the weapons he controls can kill people and needs to use poison, the poison applied to the weapon will become a poison applied indirectly to the mind of the practitioner, which will definitely affect the cultivation of the practitioner. Therefore, there are very many people who really poison the weapon.

The hidden weapons are not listed here, because they are generally small in size and cannot compare with weapons, so it is common to temper poisoning on hidden weapons. At least Yan Liqiang has no psychological barriers to temper poisoning on his flying needles, because Yan Liqiang always believes that no weapon can speak. If it is used correctly, it will be correct, and if it is used evil, it will be evil. Don’t say a few poison-hardening flying needles, just like an atomic bomb, it is dangerous when it is controlled by some countries and some people, and it is dangerous, and if it is controlled by the People’s Republic of China, it is the strongest guarantee of world peace. This is not a joke, but Yan Liqiang’s most real feeling in his previous life.

For Yan Liqiang, head-on killing Mo Leng was not only annihilated a big trouble, but also a huge improvement in his mood. After a night of rest and after getting up early class the next day, Yan Liqiang suddenly felt like he was vast in the sky, as if he had lifted a burden. By this time, most of the imminent life and death crisis had been basically lifted.

Without Wang Haofei, Ye Xiao may not even hear of his own name from beginning to end, and without Mo Leng, Ye Xiao was just a waste in his eyes.

As a county magistrate, Ye Tiancheng, no matter how good he is, he is a dog official or a villain, but one thing is safe, that is, Ye Tiancheng's IQ has never been disconnected, and he is quite cunning. In any case, Ye Tiancheng would not openly use the power in his hands to do something too out of line for his fake son Ye Xiao.

In this way, as long as I don’t take the initiative to jump out and give Ye Tiancheng a chance, Ye Tiancheng will not take himself as a young man who is still studying in the National Museum. If he is now a passerby armor in Ye Xiao’s eyes, then he is an almost transparent passerby armor in Ye Tiancheng’s eyes.

This feeling of being a foe is really cool.

The two people from the Ye family may not know who Yan Liqiang is until now, but Yan Liqiang is not going to let them go.

As a disciple of the Ye family, Mo Leng's whereabouts are weird and cautious, and his practice is a bit terrifying. Neither Ye Tiancheng nor Ye Xiao could fully grasp Mo Leng's whereabouts. In the past, it was common for Mo Leng to disappear in the city for three or five days without showing up. Therefore, in a short period of time, at least within three or five days, neither Ye Xiao nor Ye Tiancheng would suddenly find something wrong with Mo Leng, and thus became vigilant. Therefore, within the next five days, it would be the best chance to deal with Ye Xiao and Ye Tiancheng.

Yan Liqiang had already had several different cases of dealing with the Ye family father and son in his heart, and the current situation in Pingxi City was the greatest power he could borrow.

...

In the next two days, Yan Liqiang returned to Pingxi City.

During the day, he went to the National Museum to report, training with Shi Dafeng and Chen Teng, and occasionally competed with two people on the ring. Of course, whether it was training or competition, Yan Liqiang did not reveal his strength. The strength he showed was just a little stronger than he was two months ago, and it did not arouse doubts at all.

At night, after dark, after separation from Shi Dafeng and Shen Teng, he wandered around the city, just like other young people in the National Museum who wanted to seize the mountain wind and make achievements, hung the waist signs of students from the National Museum on their waists, and then wandered around the streets and alleys in Pingxi City, hoping to find some clues.

Yan Liqiang was wandering around the city, and of course he was not looking for a mountain wind, but Shatu people. To be precise, Yan Liqiang was waiting for the opportunity to seize the opportunity of Shatu people to send the woman they plundered to the garment shop.

Ye Xiao is addicted to women and is practicing the evil skill of relying on women to build foundations by using dual cultivation methods. In recent months, the demand for young women has increased significantly. If everything has not changed and everything is based on history, then on the evening of November 18, the Shatu people will send the two women they have plundered to the ready-to-wear store. It is naturally a good time to start. Unfortunately, everything in Pingxi City has changed because of itself. Under the butterfly effect, the so-called history is no longer history, so Yan Liqiang is not sure whether everything that has happened will happen again by the evening of November 18.

Moreover, his father will come to Pingxi City on November 18. Yan Liqiang doesn't want to delay the matter until that day before it is resolved, and he doesn't want his father to step into Pingxi City on that day. Therefore, the most fatal blow to the Ye family and his son must be completed before November 18.

According to the current public security situation in the city, the Shatu people may send women to the garment shop before November 18, or they may not give them. Everything may be cancelled, postponed, or they may be in advance. Anyway, there are variables, and Yan Liqiang does not know. Therefore, at this time, he can only bet, try his luck, and then act according to the opportunity. If this plan does not work, then change to another plan. The final effect of the two plans is basically the same, but the process is slightly different. One does not require the mountain wind to come out, while the other one needs to come out.

The route for the Shatu people to take the woman to the ready-to-wear shop in a car was established. The road was very circling, but the route was relatively fixed. So for two consecutive nights, Yan Liqiang was wandering around that route, but unfortunately, he kept moving for two consecutive nights, and did not find anything until the curfew.

In the blink of an eye, November 15th. On this day, the temperature in Pingxi City turned sharply. The sky was gloomy and the cold wind was biting. There were signs of snow.

When Yan Liqiang walked out of the National Museum, it was already evening. There was no sun in the west, but there was only a little dark light behind the heavy clouds.

Yan Liqiang raised his head, looked at the sky, and breathed a deep breath. A thought surged in Yan Liqiang's heart. Today is the last day for Yan Liqiang to implement the first plan. If you prove that you don't have that luck before the curfew today, then tonight, after the curfew, you will let the mountain wind appear.

Yan Liqiang was about to go back to the rented hut at Jiulong Bridge when suddenly, a voice rang behind him.

"Li Qiang, Li Qiang..."

Yan Liqiang turned around and saw Shi Dafeng and Shen Teng walking out together. Seeing the two people coming, Yan Liqiang showed a smile on his face.

Shi Dafeng, who walked out of the gate of the National Museum of War, had empty hands and calm, but he was still carrying a bow and a few sound arrows for alarm. In the past few days, the National Museum of War has not asked the students to patrol the streets again, but he still asked the students who could shoot archers to do it. Every day when leaving the National Museum of War, he walked outside with his bow and arrows on his back so that the county magistrate knew that the National Museum was still working hard to find the mountain wind.

"Where are you this afternoon? Why didn't Shen Teng and I see you? This afternoon, I was a little itchy and I was about to find you to the ring to gesture..." Shi Dafeng said, walking over.

"I was practicing the basic skills of gun skills in the afternoon..." Yan Liqiang said with a smile.

"Oh, no wonder, I just said you have come to the National Museum these days very hard, why can't you see you all at once..."

"Haha, I was clicked by Teacher Shi, so I didn't dare to play these days and disappeared..."

"Why, Li Qiang, have you decided that your future weapon will be to practice gun skills?" Chen Teng next to him asked curiously.

"Well, it's not bad. I used to practice gun skills at home, so I'd still be ready to continue on this road in the future, not wanting to give up halfway..."

"The gun that has been a lifelong spear for the moon stick and the sword is not easy to walk on..." Chen Teng sighed.

"It doesn't matter, everyone has their own good. By the way, you guys come out together, where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going to have a meal!" Shi Dafeng said naturally, "I just heard that there is a place in the city where you can eat the most authentic mutton soup fillets. I'll treat you tonight, let's go together..."

Among the three, Shi Dafeng liked to eat the most, and he regarded eating as a pleasure in life. Not long after he arrived in Pingxi City, the most attractive thing in Pingxi City was, besides the National Museum, there were probably all kinds of hotels and restaurants, and he could always find places with delicious food.

"This, I have something to do tonight..."

"If you have anything, you won't even eat. The place is not far away. It's just in Xiliu Lane. You'll arrive in a while..."

Yan Liqiang originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard Shi Dafeng say that the place was in Xiliu Lane, he was stunned for a moment, because Xiliu Lane was the place he often wandered around these two nights. That alley was also the only way for Shatu people to "delivery" the clothes shop...

"Well, okay..." Yan Liqiang nodded.

"That's right. In this life, I really can't find a few things that are more important than eating and drinking. People can not practice for seven months, but there is nothing wrong, but as long as they don't eat and drink for seven days, they will die..." Shi Dafeng laughed and said his fallacies, and then the three of them walked towards Xiliu Lane together...

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Chapter completed!