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

The two of them had been at the palace for more than half a month.

Xu Fengnian committed no offenses during this period.

Azhu and Abi were completely relieved.

Hearing that the group would soon be heading to the Song Dynasty, he decided to stay by Wang Yuyan's side to continue serving her, and then take the opportunity to return home together.

At this moment, she is playing the role of a servant.

"Everyone says that the young master is surrounded by beauties, and seeing it today, I can confirm that this is indeed true." Shangguan Haitang smiled slightly.

She was still dressed in men's clothing, wearing a white robe.

Holding a folding fan, he exuded an extraordinary elegance.

Xu Fengnian forcibly took it from Zhu Wushi, yet he showed not a trace of reluctance.

A faint smile always lingered at the corners of his mouth.

He has a very refined manner.

Seeing this, Azhu and Abi couldn't help but feel admiration.

"Miss Haitang, you flatter me. My sister and I are just servants by the young master's side, ordinary and plain-looking. How could we possibly deserve such praise from you?" A'Zhu smiled gently.

Hear the words.

Shangguan Haitang couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that A'Zhu was dignified and graceful, I thought that such a person must be Xu Fengnian's concubine.

Unexpectedly, even the maids beside him...

They all possess such beauty and charm.

Shangguan Haitang couldn't help but sigh, "Xu Fengnian truly deserves to be called the most romantic playboy in the world!"

Yes.

Since Emperor Liyang issued his edict of self-reproach to the world.

Xu Fengnian thus gloriously went from being the number one playboy in Liyang to the number one playboy in the world.

Some even jokingly call him Xu Kuzi (Xu the Pants).

Ah!

That spoiled brat, all he does all day is play with his pants...

"Hehe, you two ladies are too modest. In that case, please lead the way." Shangguan Haitang gently waved her paper fan.

Xu Fengnian didn't come to greet her personally, which was within her expectations.

After all, my godfather said,

When he went there, Xu Fengnian didn't take it seriously at all.

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From Fengge Pavilion, view the Chrysanthemum Garden.

At this moment, there was no woman beside Xu Fengnian.

All that was there was a coachman, leaning on his sword case, looking on with a sigh of regret.

Sword Nine Yellow.

"Old Huang, this time when we leave the capital, you will be traveling the world with me. When we pass through the Martial Emperor City, do you want to fight your inner demons again?"

Xu Fengnian spoke frankly.

Just two days ago, he revealed Jian Jiuhuang's identity.

Old Huang wasn't too surprised when his identity was exposed.

After all, there are many intelligence agencies in the world.

The fact that Lao Huang is Jian Jiu Huang is not some earth-shattering secret, so it's normal for the young master to know it.

"No, young master, that Wang Xianzhi is too strong. I, Old Huang, am no match for him. I... am afraid of dying." Old Huang chuckled, mostly self-deprecatingly.

He fled when he was defeated in battle, bringing shame upon his sect.

At the same time, it planted a seed of inner demons within itself.

I'm afraid to face myself.

They dared not face the invincible Wang Xianzhi.

Countless years have passed, and his heart has been filled with demonic desires. Eventually, he became disheartened and decided to 'prefer' to just be an ordinary old man.

"What are you afraid of?" Xu Fengnian said, "The best way to eliminate fear is to face it. I have a Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom here, which can bring you back to life even if you die."

The reward of Tianxiang Doukou

Xu Fengnian signed in twice.

It's not impossible that it will be released again in the future.

Use one to keep Lao Huang alive, and it won't be difficult to slowly sign in the remaining two.

"Young Master, using such a treasure on Old Huang is a waste, and... my Dao heart is destroyed. Unless I'm driven to the brink of death, having Heavenly Fragrance Bean as a backup plan, even a battle with Wang Xianzhi would be meaningless." Old Huang sighed.

How could he not want to recreate the glory of Jian Jiuhuang?

Unfortunately, time flies, and everything has changed.

The Jian Jiuhuang of the past is gone forever.

Just when I was feeling utterly disheartened.

A hand landed on his shoulder, and when he looked up, he was met with Xu Fengnian's smiling face.

“Old Huang, I know that if you want to redeem yourself, you have a long way to go. It’s okay, I’ll accompany you on that journey of redemption.”

Is this the path to redemption?

Old Huang gave a bitter laugh upon hearing this: "Young Master, I may be able to save others, but I can't save myself."

“Saving others is like saving yourself, so you should save others first and then save yourself!” Xu Fengnian said with a firm gaze.

However, Lao Huang stubbornly shook his head.

"A sword can't save many people."

Old Huang knew it all too well.

Xu Fengnian wanted to guide him onto the path of redemption.

By redeeming others, little by little, one accumulates merit, and then uses this will and belief to repay and replenish one's own moral compass, dispelling inner demons.

But how many people can one person with a sword save?

“Indeed.” Xu Fengnian nodded, then said in a deep voice, “If one sword cannot save everyone, then let’s start by saving one person! Until this sword can be wielded by millions!”

"Can the sword that can be wielded by millions slay your inner demons? Can it slay Wang Xianzhi?"

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if thunder had exploded.

Old Huang was immediately stunned.

Xu Fengnian's words kept echoing in my mind.

Indeed, one sword cannot save everyone, so let's start by saving one person, until this sword can be wielded by millions!

Can the sword that can be wielded by millions slay your inner demons? Can it slay Wang Xianzhi?

Li Yishan drew a circle on the ground as a prison on the top floor.

Li Chungang listened to the tides until he was old.

Jian Jiuhuang, on the other hand, put shackles on his own heart.

click-

At this moment, a single word awakens the dreamer, and that invisible shackle is showing signs of cracking!

His body was filled with surging true energy.

A surge of sword intent soared straight into the heavens!

Xu Fengnian's words actually helped Jian Jiuhuang, whose cultivation level had been stagnant for a long time, to advance to a higher level!

"Old Huang...thank you, young master!"

The sword intent penetrated the body.

It was as if the repression that had been building up in my heart for many years had also vanished with it.

Old Huang is still the same Old Huang.

Sloppy and missing a front tooth.

But in his eyes, it seemed as if an inextinguishable flame had appeared!

"Old Huang has eight swords. I hope that the ninth sword can completely sever the inner demons and defeat that invincible person. Please, young master, bestow a name upon this ninth sword!" Old Huang said excitedly.