Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Seeing Gu Jianmen's sad face, Wen Yanzhao tried to comfort him:

"Master Lingyun, please accept my condolences. In today's battle, you have eliminated the evildoers and avenged your brother!"

Gu Jianmen's eyes were filled with tears:

"Thank you for your help, Master Wen. My brother raised me since I was young, but now he has been killed by a villain and has died with sword marks all over his body. I, Gu Jianmen..."

Before he could finish his words, tears rolled down his eyes and he was choked with emotion and unable to speak.

After hearing what he said, Wen Yanzhao looked sideways at the dishevelled body of Gu Luoli in the coffin, and said with a thought in his mind:

"Yan Zhao has a secret technique passed down from my ancestors. I cannot bear to see your brother's body covered in sword scars. So please allow me to use my technique to give your brother a complete body!"

Seeing Wen Yanzhao's sincere words, Gu Jianmen nodded.

Wen Yanzhao took out an indigo porcelain bottle wrapped in oil paper from his arms, opened it gently, and a unique stench spread out.

He approached the coffin and tapped the porcelain bottle with his fingers, and the milky white ointment flowed into his palm.

Then he rubbed his palms on the wounds on Gu Luoli's body, and the horrifying wounds disappeared, and his skin was the same as the other ones.

At this moment, everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Wen Yanzhao in surprise.

Only Wenhujiu was grinning from ear to ear, as his beloved nephew kept creating new inventions.

However, as the Poison Bodhisattva, he clearly realized that the ointment in Wen Yanzhao's hand was not an ordinary item, and should be used for disguise and makeup.

Moreover, over the past ten years, the uncle and nephew have been together day and night, and they never found out that he could do such a thing. Of course, they didn't investigate further because they were in high spirits.

Baili Dongjun said to Sikong Changfeng: "My cousin's ointment is so magical, I am even a little jealous of him!"

Sikong Changfeng smiled somewhat dejectedly: "Dongjun, you should be happy to have such a powerful cousin! Unlike me, I have nothing except you as my brother."

The other young masters of Beili were also pointing and talking.

Lei Mengsha's expression was exaggerated: "Brothers! Did you see it? Did you see it? Is this young Master Wen really a god? I was wondering how he could break through to the Fuyao realm in such a short time! Comparing yourself to others will only make you angry..."

Luo Xuan stood there, playing the flute: "Mr. Wen has a kind heart. I didn't expect that the Wen family has such a secret technique! It's really amazing..."

Liu Yue's eyes gleamed with greed: "I wonder if this handsome boy can give a living person the art of keeping his youth. If so..."

Ling Su, the porcelain doll-like little follower beside Master Liu Yue, said: "Master, I will ask him secretly for you later. If he doesn't give it to me, I will not leave!"

Mo Xiaohei's voice was barely audible: "Damn idiot, thinking about that face all day long..."

……

The medicine bottle in Wen Yanzhao's hand gradually became empty, and the horrific wounds on Gu Luoli's body were also healed.

He turned around and said to Gu Jianmen:

"Your brother was murdered, his body is covered with sword wounds. The dead are the greatest, Yan Zhao happened to have some, so we can bury your brother now!"

Gu Jianmen looked into the coffin with tears in his eyes, then leaned over and bowed to Wen Yanzhao:

"Master Wen is kindhearted, Gu Jianmen will definitely never forget him!"

Yan Liuli beside him also had tears in her eyes. Although she didn't say anything, she was very grateful to Wen Yanzhao and just bowed.

Then he said to Gu Jianmen:

"Second Master of the Gu Family, although I have never been able to enter your Gu Family, I, Yan Liuli, will never marry again in this life and will always be Gu Luoli's!"

"From now on, the Gu and Yan families will be reconciled for generations. All the members of the Yan family, follow me back to the mansion!"

Gu Jianmen was moved by the woman in front of him. Without saying much, he leaned forward and bowed deeply to express his feelings.

Everyone present was moved and sighed.

……

With the burial of Gu Luoli, the Gu family compound was gradually cleaned up, and it was already dark.

Gu Jianmen ordered that a banquet be set up in the yard again, this time it was for Wen Yanzhao and his group and the Eighth Young Master of Beili.

The wine was flowing,

After the banquet, it was time to say goodbye.

Gu Jianmen was naturally grateful to Wen Yanzhao, and also treated Wen Hujiu as a guest of honor.

Although Wen Hujiu pretended to refuse, this back and forth earned the Wen family enough face.

The pioneer duo who stole the bride - Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng have now become good friends of the Gu and Yan families.

Except for Gu Jianmen who wanted to stay at home for a few days to reunite with his brother, the other four young masters prepared to set off back to Jixia Academy the next day.

Gu Jianmen escorted everyone a few miles away on behalf of his brother before reluctantly going back. When he left, he said something meaningful to Wen Yanzhao:

"Young Master Wen is my Gu family's benefactor. If you come to Chaisang City again in the future, you must come to Gu's house to drink with me!"

Wen Yanzhao expressed his gratitude, and the uncle and nephew of the Wen family led Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng back to the Donggui Tavern.

"Zhao'er, you couldn't say it in front of them just now, but now that there are only four of us, you can say it now!"

Wen Hujiu sat down on the stool with a carefree look on his face as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"Uncle, what did you say? I don't understand!" Wen Yanzhao pretended to be stupid.

"Are you playing dumb with your uncle? What happened to the ointment just now? Where did you get it?"

He asked with a deliberately stern face while warming the pot of wine.

"Yes, cousin, I am also curious, is this magical thing the legendary magic potion of disguise?"

Baili Dongjun took the opportunity to say something.

"Hiss... This is my privacy, you are crossing the line!" Wen Yanzhao said with a frown.

"Okay, don't tell me now. I'll go back and ask your grandfather. Let's see if he's hiding something from me!"

Wenhujiu rolled his eyes and threatened.

"Okay, okay, uncle, you're going to do this, right? Then I'll use the money you stole from home to buy rouge for Dai Dai... wuwuwu..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wen Hujiu flashed and covered Wen Yanzhao's mouth with his big hand.

"Uncle, my cousin said something about Dai Dai buying rouge... Am I going to have an aunt?" Baili Dongjun raised his little head and asked innocently.

"Boss, stop asking, stop asking. That's my uncle's privacy and you're crossing the line!" Compared to Baili Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng is much more insightful about people's hearts.

"Ah? What do you mean? Uncle's Dede... wuwu... wuwu!"

Just as Baili Dongjun was about to ask again, the other hand that was warming the pot of wine reached out like lightning and tightly covered Baili Dongjun's mouth.

"Oh, what a sin! What bad luck did I have in my previous life to meet this pair of enemies!"

After warming the pot of wine, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he spoke.

"Senior Wen, that's not right... Uncle, I didn't hear anything just now! Are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of beef noodles!"

Sikong Changfeng looked embarrassed and wanted to escape quickly.

"The little spear fairy is still the best! Go ahead, remember I don't eat beef!"

(A small happy ending! After this chapter, I will meet the second male lead, Ye Dingzhi! Thank you all for your support! Keep it up, your support is the motivation for Daju to update! I love you all, please give me tips, urge me to update, and give me good reviews! (* ￣3)(e￣ *))