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

The land of the north is beyond the heaven.

In the old place of Beique, snow falls all year round and the cold is bone-chilling.

"Your Excellency, the princess and the two guardians have returned from Chaisang City!"

There was only a flickering candlelight in the white cave, and the flame reflected the face of the white-haired old man, with the light varying between bright and dark.

The messenger who came to report bowed and half-knelt at the feet of the old man sitting in the wheelchair.

This person is one of the four great envoys of the Tianwai Tian Demon Sect, and he is also the current leader of the Demon Sect - Wuxiangshi!

Wu Xiang Shi pondered for a moment and said softly:

"They came back so soon, earlier than expected! Did they get anything?"

The messenger kneeling on the ground whispered in a low voice:

“This time, we did not bring back the young man with a natural martial vein, and Elder Chen also died at the hands of the Wen family!”

"what?!"

Wu Xiangshi, who had just been sitting calmly, suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief:

"Elder Chen is a master of the Free and Easy Heaven Realm. Could it be that the Poison Bodhisattva of the Wen Family killed him?"

"Your Excellency, it wasn't Wen Hujiu who did it! It was... it was his nephew... Wen Yanzhao."

When the messenger uttered the three words "Wen Yanzhao", Wuxiangshi frowned and pinched the wheelchair armrests with his knuckles creaking.

The messenger kneeling on the ground was so frightened that he dared not breathe.

Wu Xiang's expression changed, and then he asked the envoy:

“Is this Wen Yanzhao the grandson of the head of the Lingnan Wen family?

"In the past twenty years, apart from the Wenhu wine, how come I have never heard of such a young genius in the Wen family?!"

The messenger responded:

"What the envoy said is correct. He is the nephew of Wenhujiu, and his swordsmanship is invincible!"

Wu Xiang Shi: "Do you know where Tiansheng Wumai is at the moment?"

"Your Excellency, that man is on his way back to Qiandong City with the uncle and nephew of the Wen family, and there is another person traveling with them!" the messenger replied.

"Huh? Who?"

"It's a young man named Ye, who looks quite similar to the youngest son of General Ye Yu who was exiled and had his property confiscated that year!" the messenger replied.

"I understand. Let the young lady and the Purple White Guardian come to see me together. You can leave now!"

Wuxiang's voice was intimidating without him getting angry. He waved his hand and the wheelchair drove into the house...

After the messenger left, Wu Xiangshi muttered to himself:

"It seems that there will be two natural martial veins in Qiandong City! In this case, why not take them down in one fell swoop!"

A moment later, the two Dharma protectors, Zibai, followed Yueyao and came before Wuxiangshi.

After the three of them had finished their greetings, Wu Xiang showed a smile on his face and asked:

"Thank you for your hard work, Princess!"

Yueyao looked guilty:

"I returned empty-handed, not only failing to bring back my natural martial veins but also killing Elder Chen. I'm truly ashamed."

Wu Xiang Envoy chuckled, but didn't comment. Then he glanced at the two men in purple and white behind him and said:

"Do the two guardians know that Qiandong City is about to welcome two natural martial veins?"

The white-haired immortal Mo Qixuan's face changed when he heard the voice, and he was shocked:

"Two natural martial veins? Where did the Honorable Envoy get this information?!"

Zi Yuji, the Purple-Robed Marquis, was also very surprised and waited for Wuxiangshi to speak.

Wu Xiangshi was still smiling. Although his face was kind, his eyes were extremely deep and cold.

"Of course someone reported it. Have you two ever fought with that kid from the Wen family?"

Zi Yuji said with shame on his face:

"Your Excellency, even if the two of us and Elder Chen join forces, we are no match for him!"

Mo Qixuan also lowered his head and dared not speak.

Wu Xiangshi put away his smile and raised his voice a lot:

"Then why are you still hesitating? I invite the two envoys, Wufawutian, to go to Qiandong City with you two!"

"Let's set off now. It would be best if we can arrive before they return to the Zhenxi Marquis' Mansion!"

"If you come back empty-handed, don't come back to see me!"

Yue Yao was also surprised when she heard this. Just as she was about to ask about the natural martial veins, Wu Xiang Shi spoke again:

"Princess, you must be exhausted from your journey. Please return home and rest. I am also tired. For the rest of the matter, please follow the instructions of the two envoys, Wufa and Wufa!"

Before he finished speaking, Wuxiangshi activated his inner strength and drove into the depths of the cave, no longer paying attention to the three people behind him.

Mo Qixuan and Zi Yuji looked at each other, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Until Yueyao turned around and said with concern:

"Qi Xuan, Yu Ji, you two will have to endure the hardship once more!"

"Be extremely careful on this trip. If you encounter that young Master Wen, do not hurt him unless necessary."

"If we can win him over to serve Beique later, it might be better than obtaining a natural martial vein."

After hearing Yue Yao's words, Zibai and the others felt warm in their hearts, but they were secretly amused.

Wen Yanzhao entered the Fuyao realm. With his two Freedom Realm cultivation levels, it was a blessing that he didn't die at his hands, so how could he be hurt?

Zi and Bai: "Thank you for your concern, Princess. We will definitely keep your instructions in mind!"

After speaking, he left.

Yue Yao felt confused when she saw two figures, one purple and one white, disappear in the heavy snow.

Now there are two natural martial veins and Wen Yanzhao, and the current situation is becoming more and more beyond his control.

After sighing a few times, he left quietly.

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At noon the next day, in Qiandong City, Zhenxi Marquis Mansion.

After drinking the wine, he finally arrived at the destination in the carriage.

He looked up and saw a majestic mansion.

There is a huge plaque on the gate of the mansion, with four large characters "Zhenxi Marquis Mansion" written on it in silver hooks and iron paintings. On both sides of the gate are guarded by the Pofeng Army, who are fully armed with sharp weapons.

"Welcome back home, young master!"

In front of the Marquis's Mansion, stood a team of Fengpo soldiers in neat armor and awe-inspiring appearance.

The leading deputy general, a handsome man with a slight beard and dressed like a deputy general, bowed to the carriage road.

Baili Dongjun poked his head out when he heard the voice and replied with a smile:

"Deputy General Chen, did my grandfather ask you to pick me up?"

The man called Deputy General Chen did not answer, but walked straight to the warm pot of wine and saluted:

"Mr. Wen, thank you for your hard work along the way!"

Wen Hujiu nodded and said, "That's easy to say. He is my nephew after all!"

Baili Dongjun saw that he was being ignored, so he jumped off the car and complained to the warm pot of wine:

"Uncle, this carriage is too crude. After sitting in it for two days, the bones in the body are about to fall apart!"

Wen Hujiu handed the reins of the carriage to the deputy general who was waiting at the door, and then patted Baili Dongjun on the head:

"Nephew, we only have enough money to buy a carriage. It's good enough that we didn't have to walk back here!"

Baili Dongjun had a bitter face:

"I made five hundred taels of silver from that business I did at the wine shop! Where did the money go?"

"Cousin, we have to pay for food and horses along the way after leaving Chaisang City, and we have to pay for the accommodations!"

Wen Yanzhao followed behind Wen Hujiu and said.

Hearing this, Ye Dingzhi also leaned close to Baili Dongjun's ear and whispered:

"Dong Jun, the three of us drank more than a dozen jars of aged sword wine from the inn the night before yesterday. Each jar cost five taels of silver. Do the math..."

Baili Dongjun has been accustomed to a life of luxury since childhood, so naturally he doesn't need to worry about daily expenses.

In addition, the uncle and nephew of the Wen family fled from the Wen family in Lingnan in a hurry and did not bring much silver with them.

What's more, Wenhujiu lives on the money he earns from his nephews and nieces, so he can't be relied upon!

The group of four entered the mansion under the guidance of the deputy general of the marquis's mansion.

And on a corner tower a hundred steps behind them, an unfathomable gaze flashed across, staring at the four people intently.

After the cry of a cuckoo, the figure on the corner tower suddenly floated to the ground and disappeared.

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