Originally, although Yang Fan's attack was fast, Lu Boyan's retreat was steady and light. With these few steps back, he had already neutralized Yang Fan's attack and was about to launch a counterattack. But for some reason, he was startled and his movements slowed for a moment. His right hand that had already stretched out paused, and Yang Fan's' whip 'viciously lashed across the left side of his chest.
Even though it was only a branch, the front of Lu Boyan's robe was split open with a 'shua' sound, as if it had been slashed by a sharp knife. The branch in Yang Fan's hand was also broken, but the branch in his hand was still more than two feet long. Yang Fan did not dare to give him a chance to catch his breath, and immediately raised the branch, 'shua shua shua' three times in a row. 'Sword!'
For some reason, Lu Boyan actually retreated three steps, and did not have the slightest intention of counterattacking. Yang Fan only thought that the opponent was, after all, old and had already exhausted his strength. He could not help but feel excited, and did not notice the strange expression on Lu Boyan's face.
Yang Fan was about to gather his strength and attack again, when he suddenly felt some movement behind him. The hair on Yang Fan's body stood up, and he hurriedly thrust out his sword, and with a twist of his body, he left the battle circle. He was worried that Lu Boyan had a helper, and wanted to sneak attack him from behind. But Lu Boyan did not move, and he was also looking in the direction that Yang Fan had noticed.
Yang Fan turned around and retreated to a relatively safe distance, and also looked in that direction. There were three people in the bushes. Originally, they had only revealed their heads, but now that they had been discovered and could not hide, they slowly walked out from behind the tree. There were three people: a nun, a Taoist, and a Hu.
There were still scattered maple leaves falling from the sky, but the forest was deathly silent.
Among the three people, the nun was a very old nun. She wore a monk's robe and a monk's hat. Her face was full of wrinkles, but her skin was very white. It was hard to tell how old she was, but looking at her appearance, she was at least sixty years old.
The second person was a Daoist priest. He was dressed in a roaming Daoist's gray robe with an Eight Trigrams scarf on his head. He had white hair and a ruddy complexion. His beard was as white as snow, even whiter than Lu Boyan's white hair and beard. He truly had the air of an immortal. However, looking at the wrinkles on his face, he seemed to be a little younger than Lu Boyan. It was unknown how old this Daoist priest was.
The third person was a Hu. His face was covered in a light yellow beard that completely obscured his face. All that could be seen was a pair of sunken eyes, blue pupils, and a sharp nose. It was naturally impossible to tell his age.
These three strangely shaped people ….
Yang Fan and Lu Boyan looked at each other, and a sense of wariness rose in their hearts at the same time.
The white-haired and white-bearded old Daoist priest bowed to his chest, waved his horsetail whisk, and chanted, "Supreme Heavenly Lord Taiyi! Who are the two benefactors? Why are you fighting in the manor of Marquis Le 'an? Don't you know that there is still law in this world? "
As the old Taoist spoke, he lightly flicked his sleeve. The sleeve lightly brushed against a large tree. He didn't seem to use much force, but the tree fell down with a "Cha La" sound.
Yang Fan was shocked when he saw this scene. It wasn't that soft objects couldn't hurt people, but to be able to break a big tree with such a light brush, what kind of soft and terrifying force was required!?
Yang Fan had never seen this kind of martial arts. In his mind, perhaps that god-like Grand Master would have this kind of martial arts, but that old man who was over a hundred years old was still lively like an old urchin who fished every day for fun. Yang Fan had never seen him make a move.
The old nun at the side put her palms together and said, "Amitabha, the heavens have the virtue of cherishing life, and the earth has the generosity of bearing things. We monks do not want to interfere with worldly affairs, but we are guests of Marquis Le 'an, so we cannot stand by and watch the two of you trespass into a private manor. We are outsiders and cannot bear to see such a bloody killing. Benefactors, please listen to this poor nun's advice and disperse."
As the old nun spoke, she slowly took two steps forward. She spoke in a gentle and soft voice and didn't show any great magical power, but Yang Fan and Lu Boyan suddenly felt that although her voice was still calm, that sentence of 'go your separate ways' was suddenly a little closer, as if this old nun was whispering into their ears.
Yang Fan was shocked. If these three people walked separately on the streets of Luo Yang, no one would find them strange, but a nun, a Daoist priest, and a Hu, these three people actually gathered together, anyone would find it strange. Sure enough, these three people were all unworldly experts.
Lu Boyan, on the other hand, had a slightly puzzled expression. His pair of old but unblemished eyes quickly swept past the broken big tree, and then stopped at the feet of the old nun who was two steps forward. His eyes suddenly revealed a trace of understanding, as if he had guessed something, and revealed a faint trace of a smile.
Lu Boyan indifferently glanced at the three strange people, and then glanced at Yang Fan. He suddenly turned around and in a moment, disappeared into the depths of the jungle.
Yang Fan did not know that the reason why Lu Boyan retreated was because he had seen through his martial arts, and Lu Boyan had a close relationship with that person surnamed Zhang. Now that he knew that Yang Fan was the descendant of that person surnamed Zhang, although he still pitied A Nu, he could not kill her.
Yang Fan thought that old man Lu was afraid of these three people, so he retreated. Seeing him retreating, Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and thanked the three people, "Many thanks to the three seniors …"
Before Yang Fan could finish, the old nun wiped her eyelids, turned around and said indifferently, "You should also leave!"
Yang Fan saw that this master did not want to pay attention to him, but it was not good for him to continue chatting. He could only secretly remember the name Marquis Le An in his heart, respectfully bowed to the three people, and slowly retreated.
Yang Fan was worried that Lu Boyan would be waiting for him in the distance, so he walked in another direction. He entered the jungle, turned left and right, and disappeared in an instant.
The three unworldly masters were still standing there elegantly, until the two figures completely disappeared into the depths of the jungle. The Hu man took a few steps forward, looked around, and said in a low voice, "There's no one else!"
Just as the barbarian finished speaking, the floating old Taoist immediately slumped his shoulders and said with lingering fear, "How mysterious, how mysterious, how mysterious. If we could not scare them away just now, these two ferocious people might kill us to silence us if they continue to fight!"
The old nun's voice was slightly trembling, and she said, "Just now this poor nun plucked up the courage to take two steps forward, I was really afraid that they would disregard everything and attack me. Luckily I scared them away."
The Hu man glared at her, and said, "If there's an ox nose, it's enough to scare them away, why do you have to show your hand? We have spent a whole day here to make all kinds of preparations, in a while Marquis Le An will be here, when that time comes, how are we going to fool him again? "
The old nun frowned, and said, "Aren't I just worried that the ox nose won't be able to fool them?"
The old Taoist tried to mediate from the side, and said, "Forget it, how would we know that people will come? Those two can come and go, they are people of great ability. Looking at how fierce their methods are, they are probably not good people. Since they have discovered us, what if they really kill us to silence us? Using a magical power, we can scare them away in exchange for our safety, and that is enough. "
The Hu man glared, and said, "But we have already invited Marquis Le An here today, what do we do when he arrives?"
The old nun said, "Don't we still have you? You can use your fire-breathing technique to temporarily stabilize Marquis Le An. As long as we can delay him for a day, we will be able to rearrange everything properly! "
The Hu man gave a heavy grunt, and said in a rough voice, "That is the only thing we can do now."
… …
Yang Fan dashed through the forest for a while, and after confirming that Old Man Lu did not chase after him, he immediately jumped to a high place to get a clear view of the direction, and ran towards Wan 'er's manor.
He was worried that if Old Man Lu could not find him, he would find trouble with Wan 'er, and he was also afraid that Wan' er would be worried about his safety, and when she chased after him, she would be seen by Old Man Lu.
The manor here had mountains, rivers, forests, and land, and it was not a vast grassland with a single glance. Yang Fan could not shout out loud, and after returning to Wan 'er's manor, he could only walk through the forest, looking for Wan' er's figure.
Gradually, Yang Fan returned to the place where he had just taken a stroll. This place was already somewhat familiar to Yang Fan, and after searching for a while, his heart suddenly moved, and he quickly rushed to the place where they had lunch. Yang Fan turned into a forest, and saw a white robe, Wan 'er was indeed waiting for him here.
As Yang Fan and Lu Boyan ran and chased, they very quickly got out of Shanghai Wan 'er's line of sight, and Shanghai Wan' er lost them. She was burning with worry, but she also knew that even if she chased after them, she would only cause trouble for Yang Fan. Now that she could not find Yang Fan, it was better to return to a familiar place and wait for him. As long as Yang Fan was free, he would definitely think of coming here to find her. If she randomly walked in the forest, after Yang Fan escaped, he would not be able to find her, and she was afraid that if she randomly searched, she would fall into the hands of that ferocious old man.
Now that Yang Fan had indeed returned, Wan 'er was anxiously waiting for him. As soon as she saw Yang Fan return, she could not help but be surprised and happy, and immediately threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, and then separated. She nervously looked at him, and seeing that he was not injured, she let out a sigh of relief, and asked, "Langjun, who is that old man, and why would he find trouble with you?"
Yang Fan said, "This is not the place to talk, let's leave first and then talk."
Wan 'er nodded in agreement, and the two hurried back to the pavilion. Wan' er called over an old servant who usually stayed here, and ordered him, "Go inform the four guards in front of the manor, tell them to immediately drive back to the city, and do not wait for me, tomorrow morning I will prepare another carriage to go back to the city!"
The old servant complied, and then went to the manor to pass on the message. As soon as he left, Wan 'er immediately pulled Yang Fan away, passing through a dense forest, and entered Princess Taiping's "Zi Ze Yuan".
In Princess Taiping's "Zi Ze Yuan", there were also servants who stayed behind. In the past, when Wan 'er left the city to play, most of the time she came and stayed with Taiping, so most of the servants who stayed here knew her.
Wan 'er summoned a servant she was familiar with in the Princess' mansion. She took out a small Yin Jin and gave it to him. She secretly gave him instructions. The old servant listened to Wan 'er's instructions and did not dare to be negligent. He quickly wrapped the Yin Jin in his belt and secretly hid it. After he left, he immediately rode a fast horse and galloped toward Luoyang.
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