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Chapter 580

Words:1290Update:22/07/01 09:00:30

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Jianghu began to spread rumors of a reckless young man. He was dressed in black, barefoot, and had messy hair. He rose like a comet. He led a giant black tiger that was twice the size of a normal tiger. First, he rushed south to Shangyin Academy, and then he charged straight for Beiliang. He didn't take the initiative to hurt anyone along the way. The young man didn't smile or speak. He didn't do good deeds to help the weak, nor did he act like a villain. However, if someone tried to provoke him and blocked his path, no one left a whole corpse. The black-clothed young man was like the white-clothed Luo Yang of the Beimang dynasty. He was unstoppable. Many hotheads in Jianghu who didn't know the severity of the situation bullied him because he was alone. They weighed his weight and felt that he could be used as a stepping stone to build up their reputation. Most of them tore off his limbs or were eaten by the black tiger. When one person and one household crossed the border, the local sects that were slightly more well-informed all held back their troops and warned the younger generation not to join in the fun. During this time, six or seven groups of unknown assassins came one after the other. Their fates were particularly miserable. The young man was practically invulnerable. His brute strength was so great that he could overturn a ship and destroy a city.

Three hundred cavalrymen galloped out of Liangzhou to welcome the black-clothed young man, Xu Longxiang.

Huang Man'er returned to the empty Beiliang Palace expressionlessly. In the Wutongin, he saw the fake heir who only had the appearance but no charm. If it weren't for the servant girls he still recognized who risked their lives to stop him, he would have been smashed into meat paste on the spot. The young man didn't see his older brother, nor did he see Xu Xiao who was still patrolling the border. Huang Man'er didn't seem to know what to do. He stared blankly at Tidehark Lake for a while, then went to the Wutongin. No one could persuade him, and very few people dared to. Moreover, the young prince had a terrifying black tiger by his side. Afterwards, Huang Man'er became agitated and uneasy. He seemed to have discovered that he was lost. Then he began to rampage through Beiliang Palace. The layers of courtyard walls were all smashed through. No one dared to stand in front of the young prince.

Everyone in the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion knew that His Highness the Crown Prince had brought back two beautiful foreign women. The younger one lived in the Wutong Courtyard and rarely went out. The younger woman was so beautiful that she made people want to have an extra pair of eyes. Unfortunately, compared to the woman who would occasionally go to the lakeside for a walk, she only lived in her small plot of land filled with reeds and never stepped out. She left a graceful figure for everyone to catch a glimpse of, and it was difficult for them to let go of her. After her younger brother mysteriously disappeared, Murong Wuzhu lived a lonely life, but she wasn't sad. She lived under someone else's roof in the Wutongin. Fortunately, she had a gentle temperament that she was born with. Compared to Pei Nanwei who lived in the reeds, it was easier for her to be accepted by the second class maids. They were all outsiders who had left their hometown. Murong Wuzhu would occasionally visit Pei Nanwei in the reeds near the water. Today, when the two heard the movements in the prince's residence, Murong Wuzhu hurriedly ran out of the room. She stood on the high platform and looked around. She didn't see the familiar slender man, only a crazy barefooted young man. Other than fear, she also couldn't hide her disappointment.

Pei Nanwei didn't leave the room. When she saw the dazed young woman return and sit down, she secretly sighed in her heart. Is that prodigal surnamed Xu worthy of your concern?

Murong Wuzhu calmed herself down and said softly, "Sister Pei, I saw the young prince who came back from Mount Longhu. He doesn't look like him."

Pei Nanwei mischievously asked, "Him? Who is he? Your younger brother or the King of Beiliang? "

Murong Wuzhu's face turned red. She lowered her head and kneaded the corner of her clothes.

Pei Nanwei looked at her and felt a little envious. When a woman was young, she would be shy if she could. When she got older, she would become disgusting.

Murong Wuzhu was afraid that she would be teased again, so she found an excuse to leave. Pei Nanwei didn't get up to see her off. Her small house was built by the lake, so it could be surrounded by reeds. In the middle of summer, the reeds were green and several pairs of wild mandarin ducks were floating. She walked out of the house. There were no stone slabs outside the house. It was full of mud. She took off her shoes and socks and walked in the reeds that seemed to be isolated from the world. She gently raised her head and looked to the north.

It was Yuan Zuozong who came back with dozens of cavalrymen. For this adopted son of the King of Beiliang, Huang Man 'er recognized him. Outsiders didn't know what Yuan Zuozong said, but the young prince immediately calmed down. The cavalrymen didn't have time to eat and left the house. They didn't stop and came to the foot of Mount Wudang. Xu Longxiang ran barefoot all the way. His speed was faster than a horse. Last time His Royal Highness came to Wudang, only the hierarch Wang Zhonglou came down the mountain to welcome the guest. Today, there was only a young man in a simple robe standing under the four words "Black Tortoise Dang Xing". Yuan Zuozong nodded to the Taoist priest surnamed Li and stood still. Perhaps Huang Man 'er had stayed in the small Taoist temple on Mount Longhu for a long time and spent time with the old Taoist master, so she didn't dislike Taoists. Instead, she felt close to them. They climbed the mountain quietly. When they reached the top of Little Lotus Peak, Taoist Li Yufu no longer approached the Tortoise Camel Tablet. The young man in black and the giant black tiger came to the cliff together.

Here, a red robe flew up.

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