A life of two souls traveling through time

Through the Shadow Gate, Xuanyu learned that Zhao Changhe had hidden her in Yanjiapo, a bandit's nest on the border between Chaoyun City and Mo City.

"Find a place to hide and wait for me to come out." Xuan Yu, dressed in black and holding a long sword, stood in front of a steep mountain gate. She looked back at Hong Nu behind her and instructed.

"Girl, you have to be careful." Hong Nu, who was barely able to even tie a chicken, knew that if he continued to follow the girl, he would be a drag on her, so he had to stop where he was and watch Yan Yu walk into the mountain gate with a worried look on his face.

With a cold expression, Huanyu continued to go up the mountain. It was spring now. The snow on the mountain melted into water and flowed down. New buds appeared on the bare branches, and the green grass swayed in the wind.

Huan Yu walked cautiously all the way to the dense forest on the top of the mountain. With a "whoosh", an arrow shot from the front of her. She dodged it easily and took a tentative step forward. Two more arrows attacked her again. It seemed that the bandits on guard at Yanjiaopo were warning her not to go any further.

"I've heard for a long time that there are many heroes in Yanjiapo. I, Huanyu, have admired them for a long time, so I came to visit them with valuable gifts." Huanyu sneered at the two arrows blocked by her feet, then clasped her hands together, looked up and looked straight ahead and shouted loudly. Her clear voice echoed in the empty forest.

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall and thin young man suddenly walked out from the front and waved at Huanyu expressionlessly. Huanyu's eyes turned cold and she walked forward slowly. She checked her surroundings with every step to prevent another hidden arrow attack.

"Where is the valuable gift?" When Xuanyu came up to him, the young man looked at Xuanyu, who was dressed in black, warily and asked.

"Who are you?" Yan Yu asked slowly, showing her usual faint smile.

"Why do you want to know so much?" The young man snorted coldly and pulled out a long knife from his back as if warning.

"Since Huanyu has come here out of admiration, naturally she wants to meet the person she admires first so as to confirm whether Yanjiaopo is justified in name only." But Huanyu did not show the slightest fear and continued to smile calmly.

"Who do you want to see?" the young man asked with a sullen face, somewhat impatient.

"Yue Yu came here for three people. One holds an axe in both hands and is called the Living King of Hell. One is strong and powerful, and can swing an iron rod weighing nearly 100 kilograms. He is called the Black Impermanence. The other is called the White Impermanence, and has a powerful soft sword wrapped around his waist. He often kills people without being seen."

"You want to meet our three heads of the family? Then we have to see how valuable the gift you bring is." After listening to Yan Yu's introduction, the young man showed arrogance and looked down on the other party.

"The gift I brought is not for your lordship to see." Feeling despised by the other party, Yan Yu crossed her arms and challenged him.

The young man was frustrated but did not dare to get angry. He thought that the woman must be very skilled to dare to go into the mountains alone, not to mention that she had a big gift to give. So he decided to go back and report to the third in command first.

"Just wait!"

Looking at the disappearing figure of the young man, Yan Yu had already put away her smile and her face became grim.

About half an incense stick of time later, the young man came back again, followed by a fair-skinned, young and handsome man dressed as a scholar. Yan Yu narrowed her eyes and saw the thin and shiny soft sword on the scholar's waist. She knew that the man was Zeng Si, the third in command of Yanjiaopo.

"The third in command is her." The two men came up to Yan Yu, and the young man introduced her to the pale-faced scholar.

When the fair-faced scholar saw Yan Yu, his eyes widened instantly, and he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound for a long time. A blush suddenly appeared on his fair face, and he could truly feel his heart beating like a deer.

"Third in command, Bai Wuchang, I have long heard of your great name. Xuanyu pays my respects to the Third in command." Xuanyu, who used to be an courtesan in a brothel, knew what the Third in command was thinking at the moment by the look on his face. She deliberately glanced at him with a radiant look, which made the Third in command even more excited.

"Third in command?" The young man at the side looked at the Third in command in shock, his face flushed and his eyes full of peach blossoms. He was puzzled in his heart. This woman was pretty but not to the point of being stunningly beautiful. Although the Third in command rarely touched women, he had seen women before. Why was he so obsessed with her?

“Ahem, please...please...please come up, young lady...” After being reminded by the people next to him, the pale-faced scholar finally reacted, and hurriedly lowered his head shyly to make way, stammering for a long time.

"I am not talented, but I would like to learn something from the Third In Command." But before the pale-faced scholar could finish his words, Huanyu suddenly drew out the long sword in her hand and stabbed at the scholar.

The pale-faced scholar was startled at first, and took several steps back and dodged sideways, but the opponent's long sword kept lingering on him and pressing forward step by step. Although the pale-faced scholar had sympathy for the woman, Huan Yu's sword was fast, accurate and ruthless, forcing him to draw the soft sword at his waist to deal with it. The two swords kept fighting each other in the dense forest, but after just a few moves, Huan Yu's long sword was already in front of the pale-faced scholar's throat.

The young man watching from the side was stunned. He guessed that the woman was very skilled, but he didn't expect the third in command to lose so quickly.

"Thank you!" Huan Yu put away her sword, clasped her fists and said with a smile to the pale-faced scholar.

"Girl...you have great skills!"

The fair-faced scholar was not angry. Instead, he admired Yan Yu even more. He clasped his hands together, blushed, and stammered.

With the warm hospitality of the Third In command of Yanjiaopo, Huanyu successfully entered the village. When the bandits in the village saw the Third In command bringing in an elegant beauty, they all came forward to watch. Some even joked in public that this was the wife the Third In command brought back, which made the Third In command Zeng Si stutter and scold the busybody. However, seeing the Third In command's red face, everyone naturally took it as a joke.

As for Yan Yu, she pretended not to hear the jokes and jokings of the bandits around her. She looked calm, clenched her sword, looked around, and then asked loudly, "Excuse me, where are the first and second in command?"

Yan Yu's voice made the surroundings quiet instantly, and then the crowd automatically made way for a path leading to the hall. Sitting high in the hall was a burly, ferocious-looking middle-aged man with a pair of sharp and shiny axes in his hands. This was the boss of Yanjiaopo, Yan Song.

"Little girl, you are very brave to come to Yanjiaopo alone. I heard that you have a great gift for us?" On the other side, a man who was slightly younger than the boss walked out of the crowd. He had a dark face, a short and thin figure, and held a thick and long iron rod in his hand. This man was most likely the second in command of Yanjiaopo, Xue Gen.

"Huan Yu came to Yanjiaopo, firstly to give a gift, and secondly because I have long heard of the great names of the three bosses in the martial arts world, so I came here to seek advice." After confirming the other party's identity, Huan Yu clasped her hands together again and smiled faintly.

"Little girl, I am a rough man and I am not as gentle and considerate as your third brother. If I start fighting, I will not show mercy just because you are a beauty." The second in command placed the iron rod in his hand heavily on the ground, sneered with a disdainful look.

"Second...Second brother..."

The pale-faced scholar at the side was worried about Huanyu. Just as he was about to plead for mercy, Huanyu had already drawn her sword and stabbed at the second in command Xue Gen again. Xue Gen kicked the iron stick on the ground with his right foot and held it horizontally in his hand. He flipped backwards to block Huanyu's powerful attack. Sparks flew as the sword rubbed against the iron stick. Huanyu then jumped up and stood behind Xue Gen to prepare for an attack. Xue Gen swung the heavy iron stick and swept it backwards with brute force. Compared to the gentleness of the pale-faced scholar Zeng Si, Xue Gen was extremely rude. But Huanyu also became stronger when facing a strong opponent, and the sword in his hand became more and more fierce.