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

Zhenxi Marquis Mansion, garden pavilion.

Wen Luoyu, dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a lazy look, was leaning against the back of the chair.

A cup of fragrant Rain-Predawn Longjing tea, which could be smelled a hundred steps away, was just handed to her by a maid, but before she could even take it, the person who came was snatched away.

Immediately, a pot of tea worth dozens of taels of silver was spilled all over the floor, stirring up a cloud of hot steam on the bluestone floor.

"Look at how you look now. Where is your former gangster style? You are becoming more and more like a rich lady!"

The person who spoke was the Poison Bodhisattva who was warming a pot of wine. There was some disgust on his face, but there was a hint of pampering in his tone.

As he spoke, he tilted the wine gourd in his hand. The tea bowl instantly became rich with the aroma of wine.

"What tea? Drink this!"

Wen Luoyu was not polite either, and the wine that Wen Hu handed over clinked with his wine gourd in the air.

Then he said something weird:

"Brother, what you said is true. I am now the Crown Prince's Consort. Isn't this the wife of a wealthy family?"

"Normally you don't like my attitude as a noble lady, and you don't even bother to stay in my house. Why did you think of coming to see me today?"

After Wen Luoyu finished the wine in the tea bowl, he warmed the pot of wine, looked around at the maids standing around the pavilion, and pretended to cough.

Wen Luoyu understood immediately after hearing the voice: "What's going on so mysteriously? Let's all go down!"

Several maids immediately left the pavilion in small steps, and now only the Wen brothers and sisters were left.

"Brother, can you tell me now?" Wen Luoyu blinked while sitting on the recliner.

"You really never leave your house. Everyone in the martial arts world knows about it, but you didn't hear a single word?"

Wenhujiu asked in some surprise.

"As for me, I spend the whole day in this mansion drinking tea and appreciating flowers, occasionally doing some needlework, and my life is comfortable. I haven't asked about the affairs of the martial world for many years!"

After Wen Luoyu finished speaking, she leaned back in her chair. At this moment, she really looked like a prince's consort. It was no wonder that Wen Hujiu spoke like that to her just now.

"Your son and nephew have long been famous all over the world!"

"Zhao'er's current swordsmanship is so good that even I am ashamed of myself. Your son only learned a few moves from him, but he defeated Wushuang City's top disciple with one sword!"

"Do you know about the Sword Forest Sword Competition? This year, your son will take the sword from the Immortal Palace that has not been mentioned for more than ten years!"

"This is not the most outrageous thing. Zhao'er is already a master of Fuyao Realm, and he is only one step away from me! He is not even eighteen years old..."

Wen Hujiu was drinking a lot of wine, which made Wen Luoyu feel frightened.

The three Wen brothers and sisters were famous for their poison back then, and they had few rivals in the martial arts world.

Ever since marrying into the Marquis's Mansion, her cultivation has almost stopped growing, and she is still at the Vajra Mortal Realm.

But she knew very well that what Wenhujiu had just said was enough to shock most of the world.

"But Dong Jun doesn't know any martial arts. Apart from a few basic light skills and punches and kicks, how could he possibly defeat the first disciple of Wushuang City?"

Wen Luoyu no longer leaned on the back of the chair, but sat up straight with disbelief written all over his face.

"You don't believe it? I don't believe it either, but Dongjun seems to be full of internal energy. In my opinion, he must be at least above the Vajra Mortal Realm. But it seems that he is shackled by something. Currently, his internal energy will only be released when he is drunk..."

He warmed the pot of wine, picked up a piece of jasmine cake and put it in his mouth, eating while talking.

"As his mother, I really never paid much attention to this matter. When he was young, he was so absorbed in being a wine drinker that he neglected martial arts."

"I've tried to find some famous martial arts masters to fight him over and over again, but to no avail."

"How can he have inner strength? Apart from that, he is just a winemaker. But he only mentioned it to me a few times, and it sounded very mysterious, like a white-haired fairy in a peach blossom forest. I just thought it was a child's naive fantasy and never paid any attention to it..."

After Wen Luoyu finished speaking, he picked up the wine gourd on the table, poured himself a glass and started to drink.

He warmed the pot of wine, wiped the fingers that had just been pinching the snacks, and said with a twinkling look in his eyes:

"We don't care where Dongjun's inner strength comes from or who his master is. This is all his good fortune!"

"I just don't want him to be coveted and spied on by others because of this. You know how treacherous the world is."

"Although he is surrounded by thousands of people who love him, there will always be times when he is alone!"

"This is not the most important thing. His childhood friend, Ye Yu's youngest son Ye Yun, also returned to the mansion with Dong Jun..."

Before Wen Hujiu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wen Luoyu's startled voice:

"What? Ye Yu's son? He's back in the Marquis' Mansion? Brother, do you know that harboring a son who plots treason is punishable by death?"

Wenjiujiu held her shoulders and comforted her:

"Of course. Apart from Zhao'er and I, no one else knows his identity. You are the fourth one!"

Wen Luoyu felt relieved after hearing what he said, but still asked carefully:

"So what are his plans now? Has he been hiding in the mansion?"

He warmed the pot of wine and sighed:

"Dongjun has a deep bond with him and is reluctant to let him go. This will become a hidden danger sooner or later. I'm also wondering what to do."

Just as Wen Luoyu was about to speak, a maid's voice came from outside the pavilion:

"Princess, the old marquis has returned home! Please go to the front hall with your uncle for a banquet. They said there are distinguished guests from Tianqi City!"

Wen Hujiu and Wen Luoyu looked at each other at the same time, with uncertain expressions on their faces.

"Got it, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes and then I'll go!"

Wen Luoyu threw down a sentence, and waited for the maid to walk away before whispering:

"Brother, the people from Tianqi City are not kind. Sigh... I don't know where Dongjun and his cousin are!"

He warmed the pot of wine, picked up the wine gourd on the table and hung it around his waist again, and said with a firm look in his eyes:

"Don't worry, sister. If anyone does anything bad to my relatives, I won't let you get hurt until I die from drinking wine!"

When Wen Luoyu heard this, his heart warmed and his eyes became hazy.

"Brother, please don't say such unlucky words. Don't just stand there. Let's go meet the visitors from Apocalypse City!"

He warmed the pot of wine and smiled: "Good sister, let's go!"

……

Qiandong City, Mingyu Restaurant.

"Waiter, same as usual! But you need three times more wine than usual, and put it on the prince's account!"

Baili Dongjun took Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi straight to the upstairs window and sat down in a prime spot, then shouted loudly.

The waiter at the restaurant was busy like a top, and when he heard that it was the young master of the Marquis's Mansion, he quickly responded:

"Young Master is back. I've missed you so much since I last saw you. Please wait a moment. The food and wine will be served soon~"

Wen Yanzhao knew clearly that his cousin was a frequent customer of this restaurant, so he asked:

"How much credit do you have here? Do you put all the money on your uncle?"

"Who told him to tie me up and lock me up in the woodshed? I can't remember it either, but part of it is hanging on Grandpa."

Baili Dongjun said with a proud look on his face.

Ye Dingzhi found it funny: "You, you, are still the same as when you were little, still the little tyrant of Qiandong!"

Several people laughed together. Amidst the laughter, the second brother came upstairs with wine and food and placed them on the table one by one.

"Young masters, please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just call me and I will give you instructions!"

Baili Dongjun fumbled around in his waist for a long time before pulling out a piece of silver. He looked embarrassed:

"Thank you for your hard work, little brother. You were in a hurry today. Please keep this money to buy some wine!"

Although Baili Dongjun was known as the "Little Bully of Qiandong City", he had never done anything to bully others or take advantage of his power.

It was just a title given by myself. Everyone in Qiandong City knew that the young master of the Marquis' Mansion was kind-hearted, and they were all on good terms with him.

The waiter was delighted to see Baili Dongjun rewarding him with silver:

"Young Master, what are you talking about? Every time you come here, you give me money. I will always remember your kindness!"

Baili Dongjun then smiled and said, "Thank you, little brother. Go ahead and do your work. We brothers can drink by ourselves!"

The waiter went there happily. While Baili Dongjun was talking to the waiter, Wen Yanzhao had already filled his pot of wine with poison.

Ye Dingzhi was so scared watching this that he moved his chair closer to Baili Dongjun.

"Cousin, you took poison again! Brother Yun, stay away from him and don't get poisoned. He is a pervert!"

Baili Dongjun reached out and pulled Ye Dingzhi over, feeling extremely disgusted with Wen Yanzhao.

"What do you know? Ever since I broke through the Free and Easy Heaven Realm, my inner strength has become even stronger. If I want to enter the Great Free and Easy Realm like your uncle, I don't know how much poison I will have to drink!"

Wen Yanzhao rolled his eyes and carefully put the porcelain bottle that he had just emptied of the poison into the storage space.

Hearing Wen Yanzhao talking about Xiaoyao Heaven Realm, Baili Dongjun became interested and asked:

"How come I have completely forgotten the swordplay that my cousin taught me in the Sword Forest? Now I have achieved the state of being untainted, when will you teach me swordplay?"

"And Brother Yun, your swordsmanship is very powerful, and you are evenly matched with my cousin in a duel! You have to teach me too!"

Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi looked at each other and smiled at the same time. They would definitely not refuse this young man in front of them, and said in unison:

"it is good!"

The three of them toasted each other, the wine jug emptied and filled, full and emptied again, and after five or six rounds, they finally felt satisfied.

Baili Dongjun was already staggering, unable to tell how deep his feet were. Ye Dingzhi was also getting drunk, but he had drunk little and was still able to control himself.

Wen Yanzhao, who was the only one who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, patted his bloated belly and pulled Baili Dongjun downstairs with one hand.

After leaving Mingyu Restaurant, Wen Yanzhao asked, "Xiao Baili, shall we go back home?"

When Baili Dongjun heard about returning home, he shook his head like a rattle:

"If we don't go back, my father will definitely lock us up in the woodshed again!"

Ye Dingzhi asked:

"Dong Jun, if we don't go back home, where are the three of us going?"

Baili Dongjun half-closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said firmly:

"Go to the abandoned training ground in the south of the city and teach me swordsmanship!"

Wen Yanzhao supported Baili Dongjun's left hand and clearly felt the internal force surge in his body. His eyes turned:

"Cousin, are you sure you want to go now?"

Baili Dongjun nodded weakly:

"Go! Go now!"

Wen Yanzhao looked at Ye Dingzhi standing beside him and asked:

"Cousin Ye, let's go..."

In the eyes of the waiter who was seeing off the guests at the restaurant, Wen Yanzhao carried Baili Dongjun and supported Ye Dingzhi, staggering towards the south of the city.

……