Niu Youdao was speechless. He didn't expect this woman to have so much confidence in him.
Guan Fangyi turned around and asked, "Where is my Divine Sword Talisman? Did you exchange it for something?"
Niu Youdao returned the talisman to her. "I wouldn't dare to do that. If I really did exchange it, you would fight me to the death."
Guan Fangyi snatched the talisman back and put it away. She said bluntly, "Forget it. Stop pretending to be a good boy. If I really needed it, you wouldn't care about what I think."
Niu Youdao smiled bitterly. "It seems like you have a deep misunderstanding about me."
Guan Fangyi laughed coldly. "Misunderstanding? Isn't it against your conscience to say such words? Isn't it shameful and blushing? That's right, with your thick skin, you don't even know how to write the word 'shame'. You're just shameless. "
"Stop it." Niu Youdao took out a rag from his sleeve and stuffed it into her hand.
"What is this?" Guan Fangyi opened it and looked at it. "A letter of blood? A letter of guarantee from Chao Jing? No, it seems to be a prescription. "
Niu Youdao said, "The Yan army has many soldiers and we need a lot of medicine. It's not a good idea to buy these things. Contact the Waning Moon Pavilion as soon as possible and give them the prescription. "
Guan Fangyi nodded. She sniffed the rag and found that it was indeed human blood. She blinked and said, "Chao Jing's blood? You didn't do anything to him, did you? "
Niu Youdao said, "What could I have done to him?"
Guan Fangyi thought of the grave mound outside the Cottage Villa. She asked tentatively, "You let him go so easily?"
Niu Youdao looked into the distance and didn't say anything.
Guan Fangyi made a series of mouth movements and curled her lips. She cursed Niu Youdao and then asked, "Why did the Wan Shou Clan break the rules and get involved in the war to help the Song Kingdom?"
"The Prime Minister of the Song Kingdom, Zi Ping Xiu, has sent people to threaten us. Secondly, the Wan Shou Sect also has their own interests, they want to seize the opportunity to take away the autonomy of the Wan Shou Sect. More importantly, the Wan Shou Sect is feeling uneasy because of the war between the nations. The Wan Shou Sect doesn't have their own forces, so they want to use this opportunity to show off their strength. No matter who wins or loses in the future, no matter who the Kingdom of Song belongs to, they won't dare to provoke the Wan Shou Sect … "Niu Youdao explained the information he got from Chao Jing.
Guan Fangyi sighed. "I see. Because of this, hundreds of thousands of lives were lost."
Niu Youdao: "Even if they don't intervene, people will still die. They won't care about that. After all, it's not their people who will die."
…
The corpses in the canyon had already disappeared. Chao Jing had personally cleaned them up.
He was alone in the canyon for a while, then he sighed and flashed out of the canyon.
Along the way, the eldest disciple, Xu Huo, appeared to welcome Jiang Yi. He was a little bewildered as he said, "Master …"
Chao Jing knew what Xu Huo was going to say. He wanted to ask why he didn't give the signal to attack. Chao Jing raised his hand and said: "Everything is fine. Arrange for everyone to retreat. Try not to make any noise."
"Uh …" Xu Huo swallowed the words that he wanted to say. He cupped his hands and said: "Yes!"
Chao Jing flashed away and left. He was extremely depressed.
He wanted to find Chao Shenghuai and ask him what was going on. But he couldn't. Not only that, he had to find a way to help Chao Shenghuai lie. He had to find an excuse for Chao Shenghuai's sudden disappearance.
He knew that the more he did, the more clues he would leave behind, and the harder it would be for him to get out of this mess.
He had only heard about this Niu Youdao before. Today, he had seen him for himself. Niu Youdao had paved a path for him.
He had even said something like, "I want you to be a human, then you will be a human. If I want you to be a dog, then you will be a dog."
He had never thought that he, an elder of the Wan Shou Sect, would be controlled by such a person.
Unfortunately, he had no other way out. He could only follow this path of no return.
Most importantly, Niu Youdao was not an ordinary rogue cultivator. He already had a considerable amount of power. He was not the kind of person that could be suppressed by force.
Chao Shenghuai, that bastard, provoked this kind of person. How could that bastard be a match for Niu Youdao? Just thinking about it made Chao Shenghuai furious.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He hoped that Niu Youdao would keep his word and let him go. Otherwise, he would break that bastard's legs.
…
On the side of the official road, there were dilapidated buildings and deserted farms. There were traces of war. It was the work of the Yan Army.
Two people in ragged clothes were digging for food in the fields that were ravaged by the war. Not everyone was chased away. There were always fish that escaped the net.
They couldn't find anything to eat, but there were seeds that were planted before the war. As long as it was edible, they wouldn't miss it.
A person walked over from afar. The two people who were squatting in the abandoned farmland looked at him. When the person came closer, they saw that the person had a burly physique and was carrying a large knife on his back. The two farmers immediately fled in panic. They ran as fast as they could towards the dilapidated farmhouse.
The person was none other than Yuan Gang.
Yuan Gang didn't chase after the two of them. He looked around the fields and didn't find what he was looking for. He then walked towards the dilapidated farmhouse.
He was looking for ingredients and seasonings.
Because of Yin 'er, the Demon King was very picky. When Niu Youdao was around, he was able to control his appetite. Yin' er was obedient and had a good appetite.
Niu Youdao was gone. Yin 'er's temper flared up. She thought that the food was disgusting. She kept asking Yuan Fang to make something delicious for her.
Yuan Fang wasn't here at all. How could she get Yuan Fang to make food for her?
Yuan Gang couldn't be bothered at first. Then, he saw that the situation wasn't right. Yin 'er was angry. She was really angry. Silver lines appeared on her face.
Yuan Gang knew what would happen if Yin 'er got angry. If things got out of hand and people found out about the Demon King, the consequences would be dire. Daoye wouldn't be able to handle it. He could only think of a way to solve it.
Fortunately, Yuan Fang's culinary skills were taught by him. He just needed some seasonings.
Yuan Gang thought of the nearby village and came to look. If there weren't any in the fields, maybe there were some in the dilapidated buildings. The army might have taken all the food, but they might not have taken all the inconspicuous things.
There were not many places to hide in the ruins. After Yuan Gang arrived, he rummaged through the ruins as if he was searching. The two farmers hiding behind a broken wall finally couldn't hide anymore. They were so frightened that they ran away again.
At this moment, a rider galloped over. Yuan Gang glanced at it and quickly hid behind the broken wall to peep.
The two farmers who were running on the road saw a knight coming towards them, and were so frightened that they turned back in panic.
With a swish, the knight drew his sword and shouted, "Halt!"
Two legs couldn't outrun four legs. The two farmers were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and raised their hands to beg for mercy.
The reins stopped. The skinny man looked down at the two people kneeling on the ground. He pointed his sword at them and asked, "Who are you? Are you Yan spies? "
The two farmers kowtowed and begged, "We are not spies, not spies. We are just farmers here. We couldn't escape in time. Sir, please spare us. Sir, please spare us …"
After begging for mercy, the skinny man put down the sword in his hand. Looking at the two skinny people, they didn't look like spies. His eyes turned red.
Sheathing his sword, the skinny man jumped off the horse. He opened the bag on his back and squatted in front of the two people. He took out some dry rations and gave them to them.
Furthermore, it was delicately made dry rations and pastries.
Perhaps they were really starving. Seeing delicious food and seeing that the other party wasn't hostile, the two of them immediately grabbed the food and wolfed it down.
It was easy to imagine what would happen if they wolfed down such dry food. Both of them choked and swallowed hard.
The petite man's tears streamed down his face. He lifted his sleeves to wipe them away. Then, he spoke in a woman's voice. "Eat slowly. There's no rush. Eat slowly. I'll give it all to you." He took out all the dry rations from his bag and gave them to the two.
Yuan Gang, who was peeping from behind the broken wall, was surprised. Woman? A woman disguised as a man?
The two farmers seemed to react when they heard the voice. One of them swallowed hard and said in surprise, "Sir, you are a woman?"
The skinny man regained his man's voice. He stood up and said, "The Song army couldn't protect the country and made you suffer. It's our fault. Don't stay here anymore. The Yan army will come back at any time. Take the dry rations and head for the capital. Leave this place quickly. "
The moment he mentioned the Yan army, the two farmers turned to look at the broken wall. One of them pointed and said, "Sir, the Yan army. There are spies from the Yan army hiding inside."
The skinny man immediately became alert. He saw someone peeping from behind the broken wall. He waved his hand and two arrows shot out.
Yuan Gang, who was behind the broken wall, immediately tilted his head and dodged the arrows. The two arrows stabbed into the wall behind him.
With a swoosh, the petite man unsheathed his sword again and rushed forward. With a single stride, he reached the top of the broken wall. When he saw Yuan Gang behind him, he pounced down and thrust his sword at him.
Yuan Gang could tell that the skinny man wasn't a cultivator but knew some martial arts and was quite skilled.
Unhurriedly, Yuan Gang raised his hand and grabbed the sword that was stabbing at him.
The skinny man was shocked. The other party wasn't afraid of the sharpness of the sword. It was as if no sword or spear could penetrate it. He grabbed the sword with his bare hands.
More importantly, the skinny man couldn't move his sword when the other party grabbed it with his bare hands.
Just when the skinny man wanted to kick Yuan Gang, Yuan Gang suddenly let go of the sword and punched the skinny man's abdomen.
"Pfff!" The skinny man coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his entire body was sent flying by the punch. He crashed into the broken wall with a loud bang, and he struggled in the smoke and dust.
They weren't on the same level at all.
Yuan Gang walked out from behind the broken wall expressionlessly. The two farmers widened their eyes in fear. Without saying a word, they abandoned the skinny man and ran.
The skinny man wanted to get up, but a foot stepped on his chest and pushed him back, making it hard for him to move.
Rip! Yuan Gang bent over and tore off the skinny man's mask. When he saw the person's face, Yuan Gang cried out, "Su Zhao!"
After the dust settled, he realized that he had seen wrongly. It wasn't Su Zhao, but she looked 70% similar. The remaining 30% was because she was more beautiful than Su Zhao.
"Who are you?" Yuan Gang squatted in front of the woman and asked.
"If you want to kill me or torture me, do as you please!" The woman turned her head to the side and coughed twice because of her injuries. She looked like she would rather die than submit.
Yuan Gang stared at her for a while with a complicated expression. Suddenly, he pulled her up and struck the back of her neck with his palm, knocking her out. Holding her under his arm, he ran to the horse by the roadside. He flipped over and mounted the horse, then galloped away with her in his arms.
Not long after the two of them left, several more riders arrived.
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