In terms of geography, Jiangdong's Big Bull-Bull Gang and Jiangxi's Dragon and Tiger Demon Slaying Platform stood opposite each other. In terms of geography, they were similar. Adhering to the principle that a close neighbor was better than a distant relative, they generally minded their own business. They were like two old women who treated each other with respect. Although the Xuanyuan Family's ancestor's morals were questionable and he was despised by the scholars of Jianghu, his martial virtues were not low. He had made friends with many heroes and warriors in the world. Some of the men who had been on the government's list and wanted to be killed could seek shelter from the Xuanyuan Family, which was one of the few powerful families in the martial arts world. The government could only turn a blind eye to it. The Xuanyuan Family's Old Master, who had controlled the family for half a century, was also willing to cultivate the younger generation who came to the mountain to study martial arts. After Yuan Tingshan took his revenge, he became a fugitive wanted by the government and was even on Zhao Gou's list. If it weren't for the Xuanyuan Family's willingness to let him go to the mountain, he would have been captured by Zhao Gou at the foot of the mountain.
To the cold-hearted Yuan Tingshan, this life-saving favor aside, if he wanted to have some achievements in saber art and break through the bottleneck, he had to be willing to do some shady business for the Xuanyuan Family. When a steward of the Bull-Bull Gang found Yuan Tingshan at the foot of the Six-Fold Waterfall, this sabersman was using his back to withstand the water column falling from the cliff of a thousand feet to temper his muscles and bones. Among the Six-Fold Waterfall of Mount Hui, this one fell the most rapidly and was known as the Dragon Spitting Water. In the past thirty years, no young generation of the Xuanyuan Family had trained their physique to such an extreme degree. As soon as Yuan Tingshan heard the gist of the situation, he led twenty light cavalry down the mountain to intercept two young playthings who were trying to escape from a small house. He really did not have the energy to do so, but since he was living under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to help them eliminate the disaster.
As long as Yuan Tingshan agreed to do it, he would do his best. After finding out the route of the escort agency, he first chopped off the legs of Qin Yaozi, who was good at beating and kicking, and then gathered a group of useless bandits. It was not that he wanted to borrow their strength, but he wanted to create a smokescreen for the government that the bandits and the escort agency had perished together. It was said that the pair of beauties were very famous in Jianzhou. When they were only twelve or thirteen years old, their beauty had already spread far and wide. Ancestor Xuanyuan had taken a liking to them and regarded them as his exclusive playthings. He had already half-publicized it in River East. He was just waiting for the right time to "invite" them up the mountain to enjoy themselves. He never thought that the pair of beauties, who were praised as "one of them is already beautiful enough to topple a city, while the other is even more beautiful enough to topple a country", would actually run away.
Yuan Tingshan, who was slow to realize many things, glanced at the two people who had almost the same face and body, then pointed at the one standing on the coach with the tip of his blade, laughed out loud and said, "Your skin is even better than a woman's. No wonder Patriarch Xuanyuan cares more about you. I wonder how many days you can be played with by my sister with your soft and tender skin. Remember, my name is Yuan Tingshan. Before I master my blade skills, don't die. Otherwise, it won't be fun anymore. "
Yuan Tingshan had already seen the famous uninvited guest sitting high on the horse, looking at him from afar. The corner of Yuan Tingshan's mouth curled up, and a murderous intent surged. He was born poor, and after he started practicing martial arts, he never hid his hatred for the rich and powerful. When he first entered Jianzhou, he slaughtered a whole boat of rich and powerful people on the river. Yuan Tingshan made a beheading gesture to the valiant light horse that Xuanyuan had painstakingly trained. He gently tapped his shoulder with the back of his blade and walked towards the black bodyguard who was still crawling on the ground. He did not forget to turn his head and say with a smile, "I kindly remind you. I heard on Mount Hui that Ancestor Xuanyuan has strange hobbies. When the time comes, when the old man asks you to have sex with your sister, what will you do?"
The sister with the shocking purple mark on her neck was paralyzed on the ground. When she heard Yuan Tingshan's words, her delicate body trembled and her face turned pale.
The blood at the corner of the bodyguard's mouth became thicker.
Yuan Tingshan made a suggestive gesture of straightening his back and laughed as he walked towards the young bodyguard who was struggling at death's door, leaving behind the androgynous pair of brother and sister. The sister who was sitting on the ground raised her head in fear and looked at her brother who had been very opinionated since he was young. The latter just happened to be looking at her coldly from above. She shivered to the bone. Yuan Tingshan did not care about being hated by the siblings at all. With their looks, if they could really curry favor with Ancestor Xuanyuan, it would not be difficult for them to be favored at Bull Gang for a few years. However, by that time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng would already be his woman. A pair of weak pets who could not even control their fates could not cause any trouble.
Han Xiangma, who had lost both of his legs, was still crawling in a pool of blood with difficulty. He was only surviving because of his stubbornness.
Yuan Tingshan stood between Han Xiangma and the old bodyguard's corpse. He stabbed his saber into the ground and bent down with a smile. "Try a little harder. You will see your father's head soon."
When Han Xiangma's head, which was still moving forward with its broken body, reached the edge of the saber, Yuan Tingshan sneered and slowly cut a gully in the road. He then gently cut off the head. After pulling out the saber, he kicked the head with the tip of his foot. Blood splashed out of the head and the head rolled to the old bodyguard's corpse.
"Jianghu men die in jianghu. It is a worthy death."
Yuan Tingshan murmured, "I am a good person."
This scene made the siblings feel nauseous, especially the sister who was so terrified that she fainted on the spot. The man who was standing straight on the carriage called out to Murong Wuzhu, but there was no response. He expressionlessly lifted his sleeve to wipe off the blood. "She", who had been praised for her beauty in countless poems in the River East of Jianzhou, had a blank look in her eyes. The Murong family was the last aristocratic family in Jianzhou, far inferior to those powerful aristocratic families. It was said that when the Murong siblings were born, there was a magician who passed by and left a ballad, "A female and a male, a female and a male, a male and a female flew into the Wutong Palace." Everyone knew that the Wutong Palace was the palace of Great Peace City. As the Murong siblings gradually grew up, the scholars of Jianzhou praised them. The elder sister was a rare beauty, and the younger brother was as beautiful as a lotus. It was said that since he was born, the lotus pond in the mansion had never bloomed. Every year, the pond filled with green lotuses only grew to buds. Therefore, Murong Tonghuang was also known as the Lotus Man. In addition to the ballad that had been sung for many years, the Murong family had great expectations for this pair of siblings. There was once a clan member who was blinded by lust and tried to molest the siblings when they were only ten years old. However, no one knew why he didn't succeed in the end. He was even blinded in one eye and was expelled from the family. Unfortunately, when the siblings were thirteen years old, they went to Longhu to burn incense. At the foot of Mount Hui, Ancestor Xuanyuan saw them and regarded them as his exclusive property. The Murong family was powerless in the face of such a huge figure in Jianzhou. It was unknown whether it was because they were cornered that they endured until the end of the three-year deadline and ran away from home. Ancestor Xuanyuan didn't make things difficult for the Murong family, but the Chang'an Escort Agency, who was kept in the dark, suffered.
At the end of the road, His Royal Highness, who had heard the news from the Blue White Luan in the sky and had only rushed over to join in the fun, widened his eyes. Seeing the 20 riders charging towards him, he didn't understand for a moment. Could it be the armored soldiers of Hezhou? But it didn't seem like it. If they were really going to fight, wouldn't 20 riders be too shabby? Didn't they know that there were 100 Phoenix Battalion soldiers following behind him? Because of the Blue White Luan's warning, he didn't allow the 100 light riders to pull away. His Royal Highness was already in a bad mood as he approached Mount Longhu. Especially after seeing the macheteman's cruel actions of cutting off heads and kicking heads, he became even angrier. He raised his hand, and with Great Halberd Ning Emei in the lead, the 100 light riders split into two columns and stomped on the ground, creating an ear-piercing rumble.
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