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Chapter 290

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After leaving the Ancient Tomb Sect, Mu Qingxiao flew on his sword towards his destination, Xiangyang City.

According to Liu Haoren's message, Guo Jing and his wife had called for a Heroes Assembly to gather all the martial artists in Jianghu to discuss the matter of resisting the Meng Dynasty.

Moreover, they were going to choose a Wulin Alliance Leader to lead all the heroes in the Heroes Assembly!

The disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds had been preparing for the Meng Dynasty for more than ten years. However, Guo Jing and his wife had been delaying it until the most crucial moment. It was inevitable that people would think that they were doing it at the last minute.

Moreover, the Hall of the Nine Clouds's intention had been clear for many years. It was the same as Guo Jing and his wife's idea. However, they had never joined the Hall of the Nine Clouds. Now, they had to organize this Heroes Assembly.

In his opinion, this Heroes Assembly was child's play. The disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds who had died in the Heroes Assembly were the real heroes.

Of course, Mu Qingxiao could understand their thoughts. It was nothing more than their pitiful pride.

Most of the people in Jianghu were proud and arrogant. They could not be restrained by others. Perhaps they wanted to protect their homeland, but they did not want to be under others.

However, not everyone was willing to risk their lives. Thinking of this, Mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly.

No matter what, the Heroes Assembly that Huang Rong had put in so much effort to organize had helped him. This was the opportunity he needed because to complete the System's task, he needed to become the Wulin Alliance Leader.

Therefore, Mu Qingxiao had to get involved.

Suddenly, when Mu Qingxiao flew past a valley not far from Xiangyang City on his sword, his eyes narrowed as he saw the figure of a young man riding a horse.

The young man carried a long sword on his back and had a green foxtail in his mouth. He hummed a song and walked leisurely on the road. His destination was Xiangyang. This young man was none other than Yang Guo, whom he had not seen for more than ten years.

Yang Guo was no longer the little brat. He had grown up and his strength had reached the level of a Peerless Master. Although they had not seen each other for more than ten years, Mu Qingxiao could recognize him at first glance.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, two dry coughs were heard on the mountain road without any warning.

On horseback, Yang Guo raised his head. When he saw Mu Qingxiao in the distance, his eyes flashed with excitement.

He rode his horse up to him and examined him carefully. Then, he asked, "Big Brother Qingxiao, why are you here? Could it be that you and Auntie Long are also living here?"

Upon hearing Yang Guo's words, a strange look flashed across Mu Qingxiao's eyes.

How could this guy think like that? Could it be that he had been living in seclusion in this deep forest? No wonder there were no rumors about him in the Jianghu.

"Yang Guo, I haven't seen you for many years. You seem to have matured a lot. Why don't I see you with Goddess Li?"

Hearing this, the muscles on Yang Guo's face twitched. Obviously, he thought of something unpleasant.

"Big Brother Qingxiao, are you treating me like a kid? You're really touching a sore spot. I haven't seen Aunt Mochou since she left the Ancient Tomb Sect."

"Let's not talk about this for now. Where's Auntie Long? Why don't I see her with you? Don't tell me you two had a falling out?"

"Your Auntie Long went on a long journey. She won't be back for a while. Are you going to Xiangyang?"

Upon hearing Yang Guo's humorous words, Mu Qingxiao casually found an excuse. However, she felt bitter inside. Long 'er didn't just go on a long journey. She had crossed through time and space!

"I see. Big Brother Qingxiao is also going to Xiangyang."

"We're going the same way. I heard that Uncle Guo and Auntie Guo are holding a Heroes' Assembly in Xiangyang. I'll go and join in the fun. I'll also try my luck and see if I can meet Auntie Mochou …"

They weren't far from Xiangyang City. The two of them walked side by side. Mu Qingxiao listened to Yang Guo talk about his life in the past few years.

As the main character of the plot, Yang Guo's halo was quite big.

After Li Mochou left the Ancient Tomb, he went to Lin Chaoying's tomb to pay his respects. He accidentally found the Nine Yin Manual hidden in the coffin.

Because there was only Grandma Sun in the Ancient Tomb and Yang Guo wasn't used to the dark and damp life, he hid in a valley not far from Xiangyang City after leaving the Ancient Tomb.

But in these years, Yang Guo still couldn't forget Li Mochou. It must be the aftereffects of the Woman's Heart Sutra.

Just as the two of them were approaching the Great Victory Pass, two white eagles suddenly flew over their heads.

After seeing the white eagles, Yang Guo's eyes flashed with nostalgia. "These are Auntie Guo's two white eagles. I think Sister Guo Fu and the Wu brothers are nearby."

Because of the impression they left when he was young, Yang Guo didn't have a good impression of them. Because when he was young, he was often bullied by them on Peach Blossom Island.

Although it was when he was young and Yang Guo was almost 30 years old, he still felt complicated when he thought about it.

But now, he was no longer the little brat who could be bullied.

Soon, Mu Qingxiao and Yang Guo arrived in front of the Great Victory Pass. At this time, the gate of the stronghold was filled with people of Jianghu. It was as lively as a market.

Mu Qingxiao raised her eyebrows. With such a scene at the Great Victory Pass, it was no wonder that Jinlun Fawang acted like he was taking a stroll in his own courtyard.

At this time, Mu Qingxiao discovered that Yang Guo's body was emitting a violent aura. She followed his gaze and saw a group of Quanzhen Taoists.

Among the group of Quanzhen Taoists, there was a familiar figure. This figure was Zhao Zhijing.

"Senior brother, I didn't think that the Hierarch would order you to participate in this Heroes Assembly. I think you have a chance to regain your position as the First Disciple."

"Yes, the Hierarch and Master are busy. Senior brother Zhao's strength is one of the best in Quanzhen. The Hierarch was only angry back then. It is inevitable that Senior brother Zhao will regain his position as the First Disciple."

Hearing the flattery of the surrounding disciples, Zhao Zhijing showed a satisfied smile. "It's fine if we talk about this among our fellow disciples, but don't spread it to the Hierarch …"

Originally, Zhao Zhijing didn't want to participate in this so-called Heroes Assembly. After all, he had bullied and humiliated Yang Guo.

After so many years, he didn't know how Yang Guo was doing. Now that he came to see Guo Jing, it was inevitable that he felt a little unnatural.

But for some reason, the Hierarch had personally ordered him to come. Naturally, he couldn't refuse.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Guo finally suppressed the anger in his heart. What happened in the past was like a cloud of mist. People would always grow up.

If he was younger, Yang Guo would have rushed up and beaten Zhao Zhijing up. But now, he could clearly distinguish the severity of the matter.

Watching the group of people from Quanzhen enter the Great Victory Pass, Yang Guo's violent aura dissipated.

"Yang Guo, Quanzhen's morals are good. It's just that there are a few scum. Don't worry about it."

Mu Qingxiao's face curved into a disdainful smile. A despicable and shameless person like Zhao Zhijing was destined to never achieve great things.

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