The Prodigal Son of Northern Liang: Starting with Signing in to Find the Four Ghosts of Western Huna

To put it bluntly,

Not all of his resources and connections belong to Xu Xiao?

Since Tianxiang Doukou∞ was presented by someone else, it should have been presented to the King of Beiliang.

Then there's the four-person team that knows the Phantom Technique.

Known as the world's number one bodyguard!

In the entire world, only one among the 13 million high-ranking officials could gain the other party's loyalty through divine connections and wealth.

Where did Feng Nian get such skills?

Li Yishan couldn't understand these things.

"Hey, Yishan, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. We don't need to worry about how Fengnian got his chance." Xu Xiao laughed heartily, not bothered by Li Yishan's words.

Instead, I became even happier.

Can't see through?

It's better if you can't see through it!

Even the father couldn't see through his son.

Shouldn't we feel more at ease and proud?

"But... sigh!"

With a long sigh, Xu Xiao rubbed her temples: "I just don't know if the news of Feng Nian's resurrection is true..."

This is what he is most worried about.

The imperial edict of self-reproach is now confirmed.

However, the fact that Xu Fengnian is still alive is, after all, just a 'rumor'.

Even if the rumors are true, when it concerns his son's life and fortune, he can't help but lose his composure and make poor judgments.

Is it true that concern leads to confusion?

Just when I was having a headache.

A golden eagle flapped its wings and landed in front of the bed in Tingchao Pavilion.

I took the letter down and looked at it.

Xu Xiao felt much more at ease: "It's a personal letter from Feng Nian, and Lao Huang will be returning to Beiliang in a few days to personally confirm this!"

Handwriting can perhaps be imitated.

But when Jian Jiu Huang arrived...

Xu Xiao could then confirm the truth of the matter.

Looking at the handwriting in the letter, Xu Xiao seemed to see Xu Fengnian's mischievous smile in a daze.

"That brat, he's really grown up..."

Xu Xiao was relieved.

He understood that his son was afraid he would worry about him.

-

Bordering Yang.

Cangshan Ridge.

Before the firelight,

Iron-Blooded Marquis Zhu Wushi was staring blankly at the intelligence report in his hand.

As a celestial being on land, the imperial uncle of the Ming Dynasty, this ambitious Zhengzhi family member has a renowned reputation throughout the land!

The Divine Marquis would occasionally travel incognito.

Punish the wicked and eliminate evil!

Kill the notorious scoundrels of the martial arts world.

Suppress the bandits who were causing trouble in the forest.

And not just in their own country.

Whenever he has free time, he travels to various countries.

Many people call him the embodiment of justice.

Folklore also suggests that the Monkey King is the reincarnation of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

However, all of this is just for show.

Zhu Wushi's true purpose was to travel to various countries, absorb the true energy of others, and strengthen himself!

This is a world of martial arts.

Geniuses and experts emerge one after another.

A sense of crisis compels him to constantly become stronger!

As the saying goes, "Look far away and gamble nearby."

Absorbing someone's true energy is a shameful act in the martial arts world, so it's safest to do it secretly in other countries.

Anyway, he's a terrestrial immortal, so he can go anywhere in the world.

Incidentally, they can also find out the whereabouts of Tianxiang Doukou.

This is not.

I recently traveled abroad and today I arrived at the border of Liyang.

They just drained the life out of more than three hundred bandits in Cangshan Ridge!

No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

Besides, little by little, it adds up.

Before the raging pile of corpses, by the flickering firelight, Zhu Wushi's eyes, which were fixed on the intelligence report, could no longer be looked away!

What edict of self-reproach?

What would it take to gain control of three more states and become a king on par with others?

It doesn't matter! None of it matters!

now.

Zhu Wushi only had four words in his eyes: Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom!

His breathing became increasingly heavy.

Iron-Blooded Marquis, a terrestrial immortal, had a bead of sweat on his forehead: "Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom!"

"Xu Fengnian, he actually ate three of them in one day!"

"Xu Fengnian..."

whoosh-

A gust of wind howled.

Zhu Wushi vanished into thin air.

Does Xu Fengnian have any extra Tianxiang Doukou?

This is a problem that doesn't need to be considered at all.

∞Yes, no matter the cost, Zhu Wushi will get it!

If not, you can ask about the origin and history of this treasure.

Even if there is only a sliver of hope,

Zhu Wushi will not let this go!

Meeting Xu Fengnian is imperative!

"Su Xin! Wait for me!"

"Pure Heart..."

Zhu Wu's face was utterly deranged, his voice utterly insane.

Where is the unparalleled temperament of a strategist and a refined gentleman that he usually possesses?

-

Liyang Imperial Palace.

From Fengge.

Xu Fengnian slept for about an hour before inexplicably waking up.

Perhaps it was because he was too excited about receiving a beautiful woman today.

As soon as they opened their eyes, their eyes met.