A life of two souls traveling through time

The exciting fight in the mountain stronghold of Yanjiaopo was a feast for the eyes of the surrounding bandits. Everyone was cheering for the second in command Xue Gen, but the third in command Zeng Si was the only one whose mind and eyes were full of Xuan Yu. On the one hand, he secretly admired Xuan Yu's good skills, and on the other hand, he was worried that his second brother's brute force would hurt her.

Just when Yan Yu and the second in command Xue Gen had been fighting for a hundred moves and it was still difficult to determine the winner, a domineering force shook the two apart, and Yan Song, the leader of Yanjiaopo, appeared between the two with two large axes in his hands.

"Little girl, you are quite skilled. Let's stop here for today's competition." The boss Yan Song looked down at Yan Yu with a frown and angry eyes, and his rough voice slowly sounded.

After fighting for a while, Huan Yu was already exhausted. Moreover, the axe blow from the boss Yan Song just now made her realize that if she continued, not only would she not get any good results, but she would also be in danger. What's more, her real purpose of coming here today was to find Zhao Changhe, so there was no need to offend Yan Jiaopo.

"The Second in Command has superb martial arts and unique stick techniques. Huan Yu has to admit he is inferior to him." After weighing the pros and cons secretly, Huan Yu put away her sword, clasped her fists and smiled at Xue Gen who was still full of murderous intent towards her.

Xue Gen was a little surprised by Yan Yu's surrender, but seeing that the other party was sincere, he said nothing more, put away the iron stick and stood next to his elder brother Yan Song.

"Hello, Boss." Huanyu bowed to Yan Song calmly, still smiling.

"Who are you? Why did you come here alone to provoke me, Yanjiapo?" Yan Song stared at Yan Yu in front of him with vicious eyes and asked in a cold voice.

"The boss has misunderstood. The heroes of Yanjiaopo are famous far and wide. How dare a nobody like Huanyu come and provoke them without knowing my own limitations? This time I came up the mountain because I admire the three bosses and wanted to ask them for some advice. I didn't expect to be misunderstood by the boss. Alas, Huanyu is so scared." Being questioned coldly by Yan Song, Huanyu frowned slightly and sighed with a pitiful look.

Men will naturally feel soft-hearted when they see a weak woman, let alone the one in front of them is a beautiful woman with some looks.

"Xuan...Xuanyu...Miss..., don't...don't be afraid...Big brother is...not...the kind of person who can't...distinguish right from wrong..." Zeng Si, the third in command, who had already been bewitched by Xuanyu at first sight in the dense forest, came to Xuanyu with a distressed look on his face and stammered to comfort her.

"Thank you, Third Master." Yan Yu raised her eyes slightly and smiled at Zeng Si with her beautiful eyes.

Seeing the person he loved smiling at him, Zeng Si's heart began to beat again. His whole face and ears turned red. The two heads of the family nearby were quite dissatisfied and worried when they saw that their third brother was easily controlled by a strange woman.

"Little girl, don't you have a big gift for us?" Xue Gen, the impatient second in command, glanced at his good-for-nothing brother and continued to ask Yan Yu vigilantly.

"Yes, after meeting the three well-known heads of the family, Huanyu almost forgot about the gift." After being reminded by Xue Gen, Huanyu pretended to be surprised and took out a copy of calligraphy from her sleeve, handed it to Zeng Si and said with a smile.

Zeng Si shyly took the calligraphy and handed it to Yan Song. Yan Song opened the calligraphy in his hand puzzledly, and saw that it was filled with information about several caravans that would pass by Yanjiaopo in the next half month, with details including the time, number of people and the goods being escorted.

Yan Song frowned, staring at Yan Yu thoughtfully. Several caravans were indeed a great gift to the bandits in Yanjiapo, but how could a woman alone provide such detailed information? What was her identity? Was the information on the calligraphy credible?

"Don't doubt it, Boss. Every word here is true." Yan Yu seemed to see Yan Song's doubts and continued to smile.

"We have never met each other. The lady gave such a big gift just because she admires the three of us? And this big gift is enough to show that the lady's identity is not simple." Yan Song's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he tested carefully.

"I am not in a position to tell you my identity, but please rest assured, the three heads of the family, I came to Yanjiaopo today with sincerity, because Xuanyu also wants to request Yanjiaopo to let me meet someone." The gift has been taken out, and Xuanyu has no need to hide it, so she goes straight to the point.

"Who...to meet?" Zeng Si asked curiously.

"She wants to see me." Before Yan Yu could answer, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded outside the crowd.

Hearing the familiar voice, the corners of Xuanyu's mouth slightly raised, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice. Sitting under the shabby eaves not far away was the gray-haired and old Zhao Changhe.

"I wonder why Miss Yanyu went to so much trouble to find me. Also, you are not just the courtesan of Hongxiang Pavilion, what is your true identity?"

An unpleasant musty smell emanated from the narrow, run-down house. Zhao Changhe sat lazily on the messy bed and looked at Yan Yu who was standing motionless by the door and asked.

"Mr. Zhao, are you planning to live out the rest of your life in this shabby house? If so, wouldn't your son and daughter have died in vain?" Huan Yu did not answer, but just looked coldly at Zhao Changhe, who looked quite decadent, and smiled contemptuously.

"What did you say? Chu'er he..." As soon as Yan Yu finished speaking, Zhao Changhe suddenly stood up, staring with red eyes and asked in a trembling voice.

"Doesn't Mr. Zhao know?" Yan Yu sighed sadly and continued, "Mr. Zhao accidentally fell into a well while fleeing and drowned."

When Zhao Changhe heard this, he felt dizzy and fell back onto the bed. He was stunned for a long while before he buried his face in the quilt and burst into tears.

"Hercules can understand Mr. Zhao's pain of losing his son, but the Zhao family has not yet been avenged. I hope Mr. Zhao will take care of his health first." Hercules looked coldly at the white-haired old man crying on the bed, and after a moment's silence, she continued to sigh.

"Li Xingyuan! Li Xingyuan! I will make you taste the pain of having your family torn apart and your descendants extinct!" After a while, Zhao Changhe suddenly clenched his fists, raised his face which had become distorted and terrifying due to hatred, and growled with gnashing teeth, like the roar of a devil from hell, which made the listeners shudder.

Huan Yu should have been happy to see Zhao Changhe once again ignited by the fire of hatred, but at this moment, a trace of worry inexplicably arose in her heart. She was not worried about herself, but for him, Li Yunye.

"You are in a hurry to find me, do you have a plan to help me get revenge?" Zhao Changhe's sudden hoarse voice interrupted Yan Yu's thoughts.

"The plan is still being arranged. I'm looking for you because you are the most critical step in the plan. Please wait for my news here." Xuan Yu regained her cold expression.

"Who are you? Why are you helping me?" Zhao Changhe continued to ask in confusion.

"Your enemy is Li Xingyuan, and my target is the famous Li from Jiangnan, so we can cooperate, that's all."

After saying this in a cold voice, Yan Yu walked out of the dilapidated house.

As soon as Xuan Yu walked out of the village, she saw the first in command Yan Song and the third in command Zeng Si waiting for her. It seemed that she would not be able to leave if she didn't make things clear today.

"Don't worry, boss. Master Zhao and I have a common enemy. We are working together. In the future, Xuanyu will inevitably come to bother Yanjiaopo often." Without waiting for Yan Song to speak, Xuanyu took the lead to step forward, clasped his fists and said with a smile.

Yan Song didn't really care about Huanyu's true identity. After all, everyone in Yanjiaopo had their own secrets. He only cared about the authenticity of the caravan information revealed by Huanyu. But when he saw Huanyu said that she would come to Yanjiaopo again in the future, he felt relieved. So he said nothing more and asked his third brother Zengsi to send Huanyu down the mountain.

Zeng Si couldn't control his blushing and heartbeat when he saw Huanyu. His elder brother asked him to accompany Huanyu down the mountain. Although he looked shy, he was ecstatic in his heart.