Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 313 Guiyuan is currently committing

Hula————

The spring rain was as fine as a woven cloth, and the crimson silk hanging outside the once cold moon was rustling in the wind.

Zeng Lengyue had just been imprisoned by the imperial court, and no one in the capital dared to approach him openly for fear of getting beheaded. Therefore, Qingyan instinctively believed that this person had ill intentions.

Boom————

Late at night, spring thunder suddenly resounded through the clouds in the night sky, illuminating the dark lake surface as if it were daytime.

The light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Qingyan only felt a slight blur in front of her eyes. The middle-aged man who was walking on the water on the lake and covered in blood suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her through the dark night and rain.

crunch————

Qing Yan was slightly startled and closed the window, thinking that this man's martial arts skills must be extremely high. He didn't know whether he was a master or the top martial arts expert... He shouldn't be the top martial arts expert, because the top martial arts masters are not common people.

Her thoughts were in a mess, and she hurried downstairs, only to find that the hall was no longer as lively as before. The girls put away their musical instruments and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Some dancers opened their collars on their own initiative while dancing, and now they hurriedly covered their white spots and adjusted their clothes.

Zhao Wumian was talking to Xiao Yuanmu, "Why are there still people from the underworld coming here in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of the emperor's wrath?"

"Your Majesty?"

"...Luo Chaoyan took out her anger on him."

"You'll know after you take a look." Xiao Yuanmu withdrew her gaze indifferently, and frowned slightly. She felt strange in her heart, but in her current state she definitely couldn't appear in front of others as Zeng Lengyue's boss, and Zhao Wumian was not suitable either.

Qingyan put on her veil silently without saying a word, and went downstairs on the wooden stairs, "thump thump thump". But when she reached the second floor, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by voices.

"Hey, Taoist priest, I just heard some music inside. Can you please let me in quietly to have a drink and listen to some music?"

The voice was not old, just an ordinary middle-aged male's voice. Although his words were free and easy like a playboy, it seemed that because this middle-aged man was injured, the momentum hidden in the depths of his voice leaked out, as if a huge rock was pressing on people's hearts out of thin air. Most of the girls felt depressed.

Zhao Wumian was naturally not afraid of this momentum. He just looked at Xiao Yuanmu and asked in a low voice: "Master Taoist? Besides Wugong Mountain, are there any other Taoist forces in Dali?"

Xiao Yuanmu shook his head silently, but his eyes began to take on a hint of coldness… Wugong Mountain was in Jiangyou, and Taixuan Palace was in Jiangnan, both of which were considered to be close to the southern underworld forces, so they had the most grudges. Wugong Mountain was also the state religion before, so they certainly could not tolerate the traitor Taixuan Palace, and therefore they had caused trouble for Xiao Yuanmu.

Wugong Mountain had killed disciples of Taixuan Palace, and disciples of Taixuan Palace had also killed these Taoists. The two forces were also at loggerheads... After all, they were the leading sects of the righteous and evil sects respectively, and it was impossible that there was no grudge after all these years.

When Zhao Wumian saw Xiao Yuanmu's expression, he immediately realized that although this man seemed to be here for a drink, he might really have bad intentions. So he gave Shen Xiangge a look, telling him to roll up his sleeves and beat him up if the old Taoist did anything wrong.

Shen Xiangge rolled her eyes in a very charming way, sat at the small table, stuffed a grape between her lips, and said leisurely, "You want to vent your anger on your childhood sweetheart, what does it have to do with me?"

Shen Xiangge's master, the previous Queen Canghua, had a grudge with Wugong Mountain, but now she is just Shen Xiangge. Zhao Wumian can solve it, and it is definitely not her turn to do things in the identity of Queen Canghua.

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhao Wumian again, "If someone were to expose you for staying overnight with Zeng Lengyue, the emperor would have to issue two imperial decrees tomorrow morning to summon you to the palace. Let's see if you are willing to offend the emperor again just to help your childhood sweetheart vent his anger."

Zhao Wumian thought that Luo Chaoyan was actually quite cute when she was angry. She even threw flower petals at him. She was even cuter when she was crying. He really wanted to see her more, but he certainly couldn't use Zeng Lengyue to make her angry again. As a prince of the imperial court, he was obviously qualified to inquire about the affairs of the Recluse Sheath, and his appearance here could be said to be handling official business.

But how could Shen Xiangge turn a legitimate business into a war between Xiao Yuanmu and Luo Chaoyan?

Fortunately, Xiao Yuanmu didn't pay much attention to these matters between men and women, and didn't care about Shen Xiangge's instigation. Instead, he silently looked at Qingyan's back. She had already trotted downstairs and pulled the bolt.

Seeing this, Zhao Wumian stepped lightly on the ground with his boots and hid in the dark for the time being, using his sword skills. It seemed as if his body was one with the heaven and earth. If he could not be seen by the naked eye, no one would know that there was a person hiding here.

Zhao Wumian was obviously not idle during the time he returned to Beijing. Since he couldn't kiss and hug the girl, he could only concentrate on practicing martial arts. As Mu Lier broke through the martial arts champion and had a deeper understanding of sword, Zhao Wumian, as her disciple, naturally benefited from it and his sword skills improved a lot.

crunch————

call----

The door of the room opened wide, and cold wind mixed with raindrops rushed in from outside. Turning his head, he saw a dark shadow standing outside the door. It was dark outside the building, so he couldn't see the face of the person clearly. He could only vaguely see the raindrops hitting him, turning the bloodstains on his robe into blood water, which dripped along the edge of the clothes.

Anyone who sees this will be certain that this person is not a good person and is seeking revenge.

Therefore, the girls were secretly on guard, and Zhao Wumian also frowned, thinking to himself, could it be that Zeng Lengyue's matter as the branch of Taixuan Palace was exposed, so he came to Wugong Mountain to kill the rebels and traitors in order to get credit for it and give it to Chaoyan?
He concentrated his mind to prevent the man from suddenly attacking and hurting Qingyan.

Qingyan was wearing a veil and looked at the man in front of her expressionlessly. She was not afraid at all and said calmly, "The door is closed and we are not accepting guests. Please go back."

The man wanted to go up to the front building, but Qingyan blocked his way, so he had no choice but to ask, "This is not the first time I've come to Zeng Lengyue, why is the door closed? Zeng Lengyue is known as the capital's never-sleeping building, why is it closed today?"

Qingyan frowned, "You don't know?"

"I, the old Taoist priest, just arrived in the capital. I didn't even have a sip of water before I came to Zeng Lengyue. Isn't it because I miss the wine and beauties here? I did come here around the end of the year, but unfortunately I had some important things to do and didn't have time to visit Miss Yiyi..."

Hearing this, a few little heads quietly popped out from behind the crimson silk in the hall and looked towards Yi Yi who was hiding in another corner.

Yiyi was the prostitute who was forced to use the guqin to 'defend herself' in front of Zhao Wumian that night. She shook her head repeatedly, and her first reaction was to explain that she usually just recited poems, wrote couplets, played chess and painted in the building, and her hands had never been touched by others. "Don't look at me like that. What if the young master misunderstood?"
But after he finished speaking, the Taoist priest could not help but take a few steps forward. The light in the hall illuminated his face. He had a goatee, and his hair was black and white, held up by a hair crown. He was covered in blood, but he was still dressed meticulously.

He doesn't look like a man of the world, but more like the head of a noble family with a fairy-like aura.

The Taoist priest lifted his sleeves and threw a bulging purse toward Qingyan, continuing, "Don't look at me in such a bad state now, but I still have some face in the martial arts world. Tell me what happened to Zeng Lengyue and any difficulties you have. I can think of ways to help you."

Qingyan was still thinking about wearing an attack speed suit and taking Mr. Jiao to warm Zhao Wumian's bed tonight. Seeing that Zhao Wumian would fall asleep after playing for a while, he didn't want any so-called guests to come and disturb him at this moment. He didn't even take a step back. He raised his hand and slapped open the bulging purse, looking at the Taoist coldly, "I told you that we are closed tonight, don't you understand? How can you force us to do business?"

The purse was thrown to the ground, and the gold beans inside rolled to the ground.

Qingyan obviously had a bad temper and didn't want to give the Taoist priest any face at all.

The Taoist priest lowered his eyes and glanced at the golden beans scattered on the ground, but did not get angry. He just suddenly raised his hand and reached for the purse. The candlelight in the hall suddenly flickered, and the light and shadow seemed to swirl. There seemed to be a vortex of white gas in the palm of his hand, which collected the purse and golden beans in his hand.

Zhao Wumian's eyes focused. Controlling the crane and capturing the dragon... Different schools and sects have different names for this technique, but the essence of this technique is to use internal energy to control objects from a long distance. When did Zhao Wumian learn this technique?
The practice of the unity of man and nature was inherited from Mu Lier.

This Taoist's martial arts...

Xiao Yuanmu sat quietly in the hall, fanning herself with a round fan. She did not look surprised at all. She had recognized the Taoist's identity as soon as he opened his mouth.

Junior Brother Guiyi, the de facto headmaster of Wugong Mountain, Guiyuan... Around the end of the year, Guiyuan was ordered by the Crown Prince to come to the capital to assist Eunuch Lin. Now, in the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and he is back in the capital...

What is intended?

Xiao Yuanmu could recognize her, so could Shen Xiangge. Unlike Zhao Wumian, the two women had rich experience in the martial arts world and knew most of the top martial arts masters. However, Shen Xiangge did not expect Gui Yuan to suddenly appear in the capital. He did not confirm her identity when he heard her voice just now. Now that he saw her move, he was immediately certain, and a bit of surprise appeared in his eyes. Then he said to Zhao Wumian in secret:

"This person is Gui Yuan, who fought in Zhuwu Lake. He is a veteran martial arts champion. However, Gui Yi Zhenren in Wugong Mountain is even more powerful, so the martial arts champion plaque did not fall into his hands...

……归一洒脱随性，酷爱游历江湖，归元看似稳重实则闷骚，最喜附庸风雅玩弄诗词，一般都是归元驻守武功山，虎踞江右，与太玄宫也算勉强相持，你还是躲起来别打了，否则被压着揍，本姑娘可是会第一个跑，以防瞧见你狼狈模样，伤了你的自尊心。”

Zhao Wumian frowned even more tightly when he heard this, but he didn't care about Shen Xiangge's sharp tongue... What was Gui Yuan doing in the capital?
Why didn't this bastard just hand over the Sheath of the World-Sequestering Sword and still have the time to visit a brothel? How come he was injured? Who could have hurt him?
"Pah." Gui Yuanchao spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. As a martial arts master, he had a great temperament and naturally would not be angry with Qing Yan, a little girl.

"You should be the courtesan Qingyan, right? I have watched her from afar a few times in Zeng Lengyue before. Her dancing is indeed good, but her martial arts are a little lacking. All kinds of people are worldly-wise, and the courtesan is also considered a gangster. You should learn more martial arts to protect yourself. I have lived a long time and seen a lot, and I know that the courtesan is the most popular with the flower thieves..."

Qingyan's eyes became even colder, "Threatening me?"

"Hey, the courtesan misunderstood. I was just reminding you. After all, the biggest flower thief in the world is now in the capital..." Gui Yuan lifted his sleeves seriously, raised his hand and flipped out five secret books to show her.

"I have five secret manuals of magical skills here. Look, there is Taixuan Palace's Moon Shadow Frost, which is the sect's palm method and is the best in the martial arts world. It was written by Xiao Yuanmu himself. There is also Canghua Tower's Butterfly Love Flower, which is the sect's sword method and was written by Empress Canghua..."

Xiao Yuanmu and Shen Xiangge were both surprised. Where did this old Taoist get the martial arts secret book? This is the sect's secret.

Qingyan was also stunned, "Swindler? How could you possibly know this kind of secret book?"

"The great hermits hide in the city, the small hermits hide in the wild. This old Taoist is just like the hermit masters that often appear in the picture books of Jianghu." Gui Yuan coughed lightly. There were no disciples of Wugong Mountain around him, so he was quite open and could say anything. "But I can't give you the secret manuals of Wugong Mountain. After all, they are the secrets of the sect. But Taixuan Palace and Canghua Tower are no problem. This old Taoist also has the Western Region Holy Religion and Wujitian..."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Yan asked in astonishment, "You secretly learned his martial arts?"

“Steal?” Gui Yuan laughed. “As for cultivation, one can do whatever one wants. Stealing some martial arts secrets is not a crime. How can a martial artist be said to be stealing? Do you know Zhao Wumian, who is in the limelight today? He is a disciple of the Sword Sect. He is a member of the Sword Sect, but he knows the techniques of Wan Yue Xian, Wu Shan Dao, and The Difficult Road to Shu…”

"Are you worthy enough to compete with...Weiming Hou?" Qing Yan had never expected that the Taoist priest had secretly learned the sect's secret book. He was so angry that he almost let the cat out of the bag.

Gui Yuan waved his hand calmly, "What you think of me is irrelevant. After all, I don't have you in my heart... I only have Miss Yiyi."

"A monk visiting a brothel..." Qingyan found that the old Taoist priest was like a dog-skin plaster and could not be driven away at all. He was even more angry and could not help but sneer. "I have practiced Taoism for decades, but I have not achieved immortality. I don't want to practice Taoism anymore... Anyway, being pure and abstinent does not necessarily lead to Taoism, so get the hell out of here." Guiyuan spat out blood foam again. No matter what Qingyan said, it was clear that he wanted to drink a glass of water and wine with Zeng Lengyue and Yiyi, and recite a few poems.

As a member of Taixuan Palace, Qingyan really didn't want to move Luo Chaoyan out, but at this moment he was entangled by Guiyuan and had no choice but to say coldly: "The emperor sent troops to seal Zeng Lengyue. If she doesn't speak, who dares to do business with us?"

Hearing this, the smile on his face suddenly faded, no longer as frivolous as before. He was silent for a few seconds before asking, "There must be a reason, right?"

Gui Yuan is afraid of no one in the martial arts world, but he obviously doesn't dare to disobey the current emperor. After all, Wugong Mountain and the imperial court are still in a sensitive period, and he cannot help but consider his disciples.

Qing Yan got excited when he mentioned this, and said proudly with his head held high: "Marquis Weiming fell in love with me. On the first night after returning to the capital, she did not go to see the emperor, but insisted on coming to Zeng Lengyue. After we spent a night together, the matter was reported to the palace, and the emperor was furious. In my opinion, she was just jealous..."

Zhao Wumian, Xiao Yuanmu, Shen Xiangge, Su Qingqi, Gui Yuan: "..."

Gui Yuan took a deep breath. He didn't expect that it would be so difficult for him to even have a drink with Yi Yi during his rare visit to the capital. He felt unhappy. Even if he couldn't beat you, he had to scold you to vent his anger. Luo Chaoyan was cowardly, but Wei Minghou was the real culprit. He raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:
"Everything has to be based on right and wrong. Zhao Wumian is to blame for Zeng Lengyue's banishment. He went out to visit brothels without any cover-up. He felt good about it, but Zeng Lengyue has no business to do. Every day of delay means one day's less money to earn. Who knows how long the emperor will ban the ban?

As the saying goes, cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. Now that Zeng Lengyue has been sealed, please don't make Miss Yiyi suffer. When I came here, I thought of a few couplets to show off to Miss Yiyi... You should keep these golden beans. It can be regarded as an advance reservation for Miss Yiyi by me, and it can also help you solve some of your urgent needs."

Gui Yuan was so angry that he threw the purse, but he didn't notice that the girls in the hall had more interesting expressions than each other when they heard his words.

After saying that, Gui Yuan left with a wave of his sleeves, and said coldly: "As for Zhao Wumian... I will go to him to ask for an explanation. It doesn't matter if he caused trouble, but it will delay your business and delay me and Miss Yiyi from reciting poems. No, Hua Kui, just wait for good news..."

Before he finished speaking, a calm voice suddenly came from behind Gui Yuan, "Master Gui Yuan, are you looking for me?"

The voice was indifferent and clear, with a bit of the nobleness and condescension of a prince, and suddenly sounded behind him. Even Gui Yuan was slightly startled... He didn't take Zeng Lengyue seriously, so he didn't concentrate on sensing. But Wu Kui's perception was almost a passive skill. Although the effect was definitely not as good as concentrating, he shouldn't have failed to detect any breath before! ?
Gui Yuan's face changed slightly. He turned around and looked at Zeng Lengyue again, only to see a young man in a white robe leaning against the door with his arms folded. He had a handsome face and was wearing a snow-white fox fur coat. He looked very noble, but he did not wear a crown. He just tied his black hair into a vertical position with a black tie and let it hang behind his shoulders. He caught the purse thrown by Gui Yuan at some point and was tossing it around to play with it, which made him look more free and easy like a playboy.

"The sword here... the Marquis has great skills. I'm afraid he has already reached the highest level of 'power'?" Gui Yuan did not expect that the Master of Bian would appear right after he angrily rebuked Marquis Wei Ming. However, the cultivator would definitely not care about this little embarrassment as his attention had long been attracted by Zhao Wumian's martial arts.

Snap, Snap————

Zhao Wumian tossed the money bag, and the golden beans inside made a crackling sound. He definitely didn't show up to chat with Gui Yuan, so he ignored the conversation and asked calmly, "A month ago, your clan discussed the matter of the Sheath of Retreat with the imperial court, but now a month has passed and there is no news at all..."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian held the purse and handed it to Qingyan beside him, glancing at Guiyuan, "Master Guiyuan had better bring the Sheath of Retreat with you when you enter the capital, otherwise it will be considered as a crime of deceiving the emperor."

Gui Yuan's face darkened slightly. After a few seconds of silence, he pointed at the wound on his body and said:
"Marquis Weiming also saw these injuries... To be honest, sir, the Sheath is as valuable as the Nine Bells, and this matter is of great importance. If I were to send a message, the news might be intercepted along the way. This is why I came to the capital in a low profile, just to return the Sheath to the court safely to appease the emperor, but I never thought that the news would leak out for some reason and I was intercepted along the way."

"Lost?" Zhao Wumian smiled and asked, not surprised by the answer.

If he really believed that the Sheath was lost along the way and investigated the matter thoroughly, then the Sheath might still be hidden in a secret room somewhere in Wugong Mountain... Who would be willing to hand over these Nine Bells?
Zhao Wumian didn't think that Wugongshan would be obedient from the beginning.

Gui Yuan knew that Zhao Wumian didn't believe it, "My Lord, do you think this old Taoist is using a self-torture tactic?"

"Isn't it?" Zhao Wumian asked back, "Where is the evidence?"

Gui Yuan took a deep breath, "The emperor also sent Commander Xu Ran to Jiangyou, right? We met on the way, and the Sheath of Seclusion had already been handed over to him, but less than half a day later, Commander Xu was ambushed and seriously injured. At that time, the old Taoist was closest to him, so he went to find the old Taoist with the sheath. Only then did the old Taoist know that the attackers were Mo Jingxue, the master of Huanzhen Pavilion, and Tong Congdao, the master of Benwo Hall."

Zhao Wumian frowned. Since this old Taoist priest had met Xu Ran, he could believe his words 50%, but only 50%.

Since the matter concerns Jiu Zhong, no matter how much doubt it is, it is not excessive. Who knows whether the old Taoist priest is talking about human beings or ghosts? They are not the bald donkeys in Xiao Xitian, so no matter how much they lie, it is not excessive.

"Where is Governor Xu?" Zhao Wumian asked in a deep voice.

Gui Yuan shook his head calmly, "General Xu was quite powerful, but he was tricked by Mo Jingxue and Tong Congdao, and suffered a loss. He was seriously injured and could not exert his full strength. Therefore, even with the help of the old Taoist, he was no match for Mo Jingxue and Tong Congdao. He fought and retreated all the way, and finally got separated in the melee... The Sheath of the Recluse should be in the hands of General Xu now, but he is unknown whether he is alive or dead. The old Taoist thought that he might have escaped back to the capital, so he rushed here without stopping."

Gui Yuan sighed as he spoke, and pointed at the blood on his body, "I didn't even have time to treat this injury, and I rushed over here."

"This is a serious matter. You came to Beijing without informing the court first, but instead came to visit a brothel first?"

Gui Yuan's eye twitched, and he said bluntly: "Since I handed over the Bi Shi Jiao to Governor Xu, I have retired. Now I have done so much, and I have done my best. It's late at night now, and the emperor has already gone to bed. Not everyone can treat the palace as their own home like the marquis... I have fought all the way, and I want to rest and enjoy myself after returning to the capital. Is that wrong?"

Zhao Wumian was wondering how true or false this was. He couldn't possibly believe Gui Yuan's one-sided statement... After all, Gui Yuan's words were a clean exoneration of himself. Anyway, the responsibility was not his. Want to find the Bi Shi Sheath? Then go find Xu Ran and Huan Zhen Pavilion.

And what about Xu Ran and Mo Jingxue? I don't know.

If your court cannot find it, it is your court's business, and Wugong Mountain is not responsible.

Zhao Wumian turned his head and glanced at Shen Xiangge.

Shen Xiangge shook his head slightly, indicating that she didn't know about this either.

Zhao Wumian had a headache. Damn, as expected, they started playing tricks when it came to Jiu Zhong. This matter was probably not that simple.

Seeing that Zhao Wumian was still thinking, Gui Yuan did not say anything about seeking revenge for Zeng Lengyue. He bowed slightly and said, "To be honest, I have done my best by sending the Sheath to Governor Xu and helping him to resist Mo Jingxue and Tong Congdao. Now that I am seriously injured, I will take my leave to recuperate... With my old bones, I am afraid I will not be able to take action for a while."

As he spoke, Gui Yuan sighed, "There are always outstanding people in the martial arts world. Mo Jingxue is ten years younger than me, but his martial arts skills are amazing. I'm afraid he is almost as good as Xiao Yuanmu... If the Marquis wants to investigate this matter, he will have to fight with him. Be careful and don't underestimate him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Yuan wanted to leave, but he wanted to leave before the matter of the Bi Shi Sheath was concluded, which seemed to be disrespectful to Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian suddenly stood in front of him and bowed slightly, "Master Guiyuan, it is true that we have some old grudges, but due to our positions, we can only say that we each serve our own master. The emperor is also satisfied with Wugong Mountain's recent performance. As long as the Sheath of the Recluse is returned to the court, the past grudges can be written off. However, there are too many doubts about this matter. Now that the master has left, it will be difficult for me to find him again."

Gui Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a colder tone, "My Lord, do you want to stop me?"

Zhao Wumian turned sideways and raised his arm to indicate the brightly lit capital behind him. "The capital is full of talented people. I don't know how many old masters of medicine live here. If you want to heal your wounds, there is no better place than here."

After hearing this, Gui Yuan's expression turned cold. "Under house arrest, old Taoist?"

"Master Guiyuan knows how important the Sheath is better than me. You can't just rely on your words." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, raised his hand to untie the ties of the fox fur coat, revealing the brocade white robe inside. He stroked his fingers, "Today's bad guy, I have to deal with him. Otherwise, if he falls into your trap at Wugong Mountain, I'm afraid I'll never find the Sheath again."

Gui Yuan remained silent. Although he seemed to be in the right on the surface, neither of them was a rookie in the martial arts world. With Jiu Zhong here, Zhao Wumian had to be cautious, and no one could find fault with him.

But Gui Yuan is a veteran martial arts champion and the de facto headmaster of Wugong Mountain. He is arrogant and it is impossible for him not to have a trace of anger. But Zhao Wumian is the Weiming Marquis of the court, so it is not appropriate to attack him at this moment...

Gui Yuan is not a wandering knight who knows everything, so he has to consider Wugong Mountain when doing anything. If he has nothing to hide, he can just stay in the capital. Zhao Wumian is unlikely to kill him for no reason. If he takes action now, he will be in the wrong... Why should he be a troublemaker?

Tap tap tap————

Just then, footsteps were heard.

Looking back, they saw Yiyi running towards them from the hall, holding up her skirt, which surprised both Zhao Wumian and Gui Yuan.

But Yiyi's delicate face, which looked very bookish, was slightly flushed, shining with a moving light under the light.

She ran to Zhao Wumian's side, took a few breaths, let down her skirt, and then blushed and came forward, suddenly kissed Zhao Wumian on the face, and then said timidly: "My Lord, don't lose!"

Zhao Wumian and Gui Yuan were stunned again.

Yiyi blushed and smiled shyly, then quickly hugged Zhao Wumian's fox fur coat, lifted up her skirt and trotted to the side, then suddenly stopped, perhaps because she felt that this was not enough, or perhaps she had her own selfish motives... So she suddenly turned around, came to Zhao Wumian, took his hand and rubbed it in front of her clothes.

Return to the origin: ...

Yiyi's pretty face suddenly turned even redder. She didn't even dare to look at Zhao Wumian and quickly ran back.

The soft touch still remained. Zhao Wumian looked towards the hall. Xiao Yuanmu was sitting leisurely, waving a round fan and nodding slightly at him, meaning... beat him, teach Guiyuan a lesson, vent my anger, and even better, accuse him of attacking a marquis of the imperial court.

It turned out that it was this witch who ordered it!
Gui Yuan wanted to leave peacefully, but not only Zhao Wumian, but even Xiao Yuanmu and Shen Xiangge would not agree.

Being targeted by a demon woman is indeed dangerous...

Glancing sideways, Gui Yuan's face was already extremely ugly, his aura was rising steadily, and the rain curtain around him was constantly swirling around him under an inexplicable aura, faintly forming a yin-yang fish shape.

If Gui Yuan didn't have the intention to take action at this moment, then he was not even worthy of being a man, not to mention whether he was worthy of practicing Taoism...

At this point, Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds and said no more.

The two stood facing each other in the rain.

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I will finish one chapter tomorrow to prevent the chapter from being interrupted by fighting.

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