"Tonight, a few of you will go out with me." Yang Fuzhao instructed. Everyone obediently stayed in the residence and didn't go out. As night fell, Yang Fuzhao brought two people with him. The three of them had been wearing normal attire since they entered the city.
Arriving at the Immortal Residence, Yang Fuzhao looked at the brothels in front of him. There were still people coming and going. He stood at the door for a long time before speaking to the two people beside him. "I will go in alone. You two wait outside." Yang Fuzhao finished speaking and strode into the Immortal Residence. The noise and all kinds of shameful words were released here.
The atmosphere of insanity filled the entire residence and drilled into everyone's pores, stimulating the hidden primitive instincts and desires. "Guest, please come in." Seeing the handsome Yang Fuzhao, a few people surrounded him and used their bodies to tease Yang Fuzhao.
"I am here to find Miss Yun Guiyu." Yang Fuzhao was unmoved. He pushed everyone aside and said. Seeing that Yang Fuzhao had come for Yun Guiyu, the crowd didn't ask for trouble and scattered.
"Guest, I am sorry! Guiyu is not feeling well today. " Seeing that Yang Fuzhao was looking for Yun Guiyu, the female owner of the Immortal Residence apologized. Yun Guiyu's appearance depended on her mood, so she couldn't meet anyone.
"Qian Yan, tell Liu Xu." Yang Fuzhao recited a poem. The female owner's expression changed. Then she gave him a look and led him to the top floor of the Immortal Residence.
"Let's go in!" The higher they went, the quieter it became. It was as if the Immortal Residence was a luxurious building with no one living in it. The noise below was like the flowing water outside, quietly flowing away. Stopping in front of a room, the female owner said and left.
Yang Fuzhao stood in front of the door and looked at the dim lights through the window. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open. There were only a few lights inside, barely enough to illuminate the room. A woman in white sat in front of the window, her hair loose.
Because the door was open, the wind blew her hair. In the fluttering black hair, there seemed to be a series of sparkling droplets falling down.
"You are finally back." Yun Guiyu didn't turn around and said very calmly.
"I'm back." Yang Fuzhao looked at Yun Guiyu's back and clenched his fists. He was trying his best to restrain himself. His trembling body was barely visible in the dark night.
"Speak! Find out what I need. " Yun Guiyu turned his head. His eyes were a little wet, but there was coldness in them. There was a disdainful smile on his lips. Under the moonlight, he looked particularly desolate.
"I need some money." Yang Fuzhao closed his eyes, not daring to look into Yun Guiyu's eyes. It took him a lot of courage to say this.
"I understand. Someone will give you the money tomorrow." When Yun Guiyu heard Yang Fuzhao's words, she was not surprised at all. It was as if there was nothing else that could affect her.
"Many thanks." Yang Fuzhao cupped his fists and said. His lowered eyes were filled with sadness and struggle. But when he raised his head, his eyes regained their usual coldness and arrogance.
"Go!" Yun Guiyu looked at Yang Fuzhao.
Just like how she missed him day and night. But he was not the person she had been waiting for.
Yang Fuzhao did not say much. He turned and left. He did not know how to face Yun Guiyu. Yun Guiyu looked at Yang Fuzhao's unhesitant footsteps and his figure gradually blurring in her vision.
Yang Fuzhao left, bringing her longing with him. Yun Guiyu sat on the ground. She could not hold back her tears any longer. They dripped onto the wooden floor. "Bastard, bastard." Yun Guiyu could only curse in a low voice.
Yang Fuzhao stood outside. He had not left. The two of them were like this. Their hearts had never strayed from each other, but they could not walk into each other's heart. It was not that they could not, but that they could not.
Hearing Yun Guiyu's curses, Yang Fuzhao gritted his teeth and left quietly. He knew what he should do. Or rather, if they had hugged each other when they first met, they would not have been in such torment. But he could not.
Yun Guiyu was done scolding and crying. He stood up and looked at the flowing river outside. The stars were reflected on the surface of the water like snowflakes.
"A thousand words to Liu Xu. Only Yang Kurong in this life. " Yun Guiyu finished reciting the poem and smiled softly. There was a trace of satisfaction in the smile. Perhaps the memories Yang Fuzhao had left her were enough for her to endure.
"Uncle Liu, get ready." Yun Guiyu shouted into the darkness.
"I understand, Miss." A voice came from the darkness. Then it was silent. Yun Guiyu blew out all the candles. Only the moonlight shone in through the window.
After Yang Fuzhao left the Immortal's Residence, the two from the Yang family stayed at the door. "Young master." Seeing Yang Fuzhao's silent appearance, their hearts ached. Only part of the story between Yun Guiyu and Yang Fuzhao knew.
They also knew that Yang Fuzhao wanted to be with Yun Guiyu, but he still had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving the Yang family. How could he so easily entrust his time to love?
"Let's go!" Yang Fuzhao left with the two and returned to his temporary residence. The night passed. "Young master, come out and see." Early the next morning, someone woke Yang Fuzhao up. There were several boxes of jewelry in the courtyard outside.
"Let's go!" Yang Fuzhao and the others each carried a box and walked out of the Song capital. But when he looked back at the city, he still said thank you and said that he would be back.
"Captain, there's movement at the Black Mountain Stronghold." When the scout came back to report, Nie Li followed him out and saw several men in black carrying a dozen boxes back to the Black Mountain Stronghold. Nie Li knew it was Yang Fuzhao. It seemed that the plan was only one step away.
"How's Zhao Bao doing?" Nie Li asked the Demon Apprentice. When Nie Li left yesterday, Zhao Bao sent a message through the transmission crane saying that the craftsmen had made what Nie Li wanted. But they had not tested it yet and could not guarantee its stability.
"He said it can be done at any time." The Demon Apprentice looked at Nie Li with reverence. When Nie Li's idea was put into practice, his view of Nie Li changed greatly.
"Then let Zhao Bao send a large number of people to attack from the front. Also, let him send some people to fly over from here."
"But will Zhao Bao listen to you?" The Demon Apprentice heard Nie Li's words. Zhao Bao probably wouldn't be willing to send people over himself. This kind of thing had its risks.
"Don't worry. Once you tell him, he will naturally send people over. Otherwise, would we send our people to their deaths? Besides, we have more important things to do. "After Nie Li finished speaking, the Demon Apprentice took out a transmission crane from his bosom and briefly explained the contents.
Nie Li looked at the Black Mountain Stronghold in the distance and a cold light flashed in his eyes. As night fell, Nie Li stood outside the cave with Shadow Killer's people. The sky was getting darker and only the sounds of insects and birds could be heard echoing in the mountains.
"Sir, do you think he will go back on his word?" The Demon Apprentice saw that Zhao Bao's people had not come and was a little worried.
"Don't worry, they will come." Nie Li crossed his arms and looked at the entrance to the mountain. Sure enough, a group of people sneaked up the mountain. However, because the things they brought were too complicated, the process of going up the mountain took a long time.
"Lord Ghost Emissary, we were sent by General Zhao to assist you." They saw Nie Li, Shadow Killer, and the others standing at the top of the mountain. Each of them was dressed in black and had a ghost face, looking extremely terrifying.
"When the army attacks, you will fly over from here." Nie Li looked at the dozens of people who came. Although there were not many people, it was enough. These people flying over from the sky was enough to pose a considerable threat to the enemy.
"We understand." A few people cupped their fists. They were sent on this mission because they were deeply trusted by Zhao Bao. Furthermore, they were already prepared to die. After all, flying over was an unimaginable idea.
"When the time comes, we will receive you. The rest of you, follow me." After Nie Li finished speaking, his figure was already a few meters away. The others followed behind. As Shadow Killer's people hurried through the mountain, they heard the sound of footsteps and the sound of drums and horns.
"Sir, it has already begun," the Demon Apprentice said. The battle had already begun, but Nie Li brought them to the back mountain of the Black Mountain Stronghold. Just what was this for?
When they reached the back mountain of the Black Mountain Stronghold, the Demon Apprentice was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him. He saw dozens of ropes hanging from the vertical cliff. "Everyone, follow me." Nie Li did not waste any more words. He grabbed the rope and began to climb up.
"Boss, not good. The soldiers have begun to attack us." Inside the Black Mountain Stronghold, Tao Duan was just about to sleep. The army had been outside for the past few days, disturbing him to no end. They fought but did not fight. He had not closed his eyes for several days.
"What? How many people did they send?" Tao Duan did not expect the army to attack at this time.
"This time, it's all the soldiers." The people below swallowed their saliva and said. This shocked Tao Duan. He did not expect Zhao Bao to have such courage to send everyone to attack at full force.
"Quickly wake up the others and have them hurry to the stronghold gate." Tao Duan said loudly. The people below began to disperse. Drums and gongs sounded in the stronghold. Everyone put on their clothes and held their weapons as they hurried to the stronghold gate.
"Young Master, it's done." At this moment, in Yang Fuzhao's courtyard, they heard the sounds of drums and gongs outside. They knew that the army had attacked. Yang Fuzhao and his subordinates were all fully armed. They were armed with swords, sabers, and bows.
"Brother Li, take a few people and quietly lower the ropes that we prepared in advance." Yang Fuzhao made some arrangements. At this time, Nie Li should have already made his move.
"I understand." Yang Li did not think too much about it. Yang Fuzhao's opportunity was known to the few of them. Therefore, he knew what it meant to lower the ropes.
Yang Li took a few people and left. Yang Fuzhao and the others did not rush out and waited for a while.
"Second Boss, Boss is calling for you." At this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open. A bandit looked at Yang Fuzhao's armed subordinates and a bad thought flashed through his mind.
Just as he was about to run, a golden spear pierced through the back of his head. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were filled with doubt and unwillingness.
The tip of the spear was still dripping with blood.
"Brothers, follow me." Yang Fuzhao raised his spear and the bloody battle began.
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