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

"A member of the family?"

Wen Yanzhao straightened up and frowned when he heard what Xiao Ruofeng said.

I had long guessed that Xiao Ruofeng would try to win me over, but I didn't expect it to be in this way.

There are eight princes in the Beili royal family. Apart from the eldest prince who died young, the one most favored and respected by Emperor Tai'an is the ninth prince Xiao Ruofeng.

Although according to the original plot of Young White Horse, the one who will succeed in vying for the throne in the future is Xiao Ruofeng's brother, King Jingyu Xiao Ruojin.

Unfortunately, the brilliant and talented Prince Langya did not fight for the throne that everyone admired, but ended up committing suicide to prove his innocence...

Seeing that Wen Yanzhao was indecisive, Xiao Ruofeng thought that letting him be a guest in the mansion was of low status.

Moreover, he has never accepted the title of King of Langya, and he has not moved into the magnificent Langya Palace to this day.

Then, Xiao Ruofeng seemed to have made up his mind. He straightened his body, bowed to Wen Yanzhao who was silent, and said loudly:

"If Master Wen thinks highly of Ruofeng, heaven and earth will bear witness to my wish. Master Wen and I will become brothers of different surnames. From now on, we will trust each other with life and death, and share happiness and misfortune!"

"For the sake of the people of the world, Ruofeng hopes that even if a talent like Master Wen is not employed by the court, he will not harm anyone because of our brotherhood!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yanzhao suddenly looked up in shock, and looking at Xiao Ruofeng who looked sincere in front of him, he also stood up hurriedly:

"Young Master, you absolutely cannot do that. You are a member of the royal family, and I, Wen Yanzhao, am just a martial artist. Wouldn't that be a waste of my fodder?"

Baili Dongjun was also frightened by Xiao Ruofeng's behavior. He stared at Xiao Ruofeng in shock and was speechless.

Although he is the young master of the Marquis's Mansion, he will definitely inherit the title of Marquis of Zhenxi in the future.

But in terms of identity and status, he is naturally incomparable to Langya King Xiao Ruofeng.

Just as Wen Xiao and the other man were bowing to each other, Lei Mengsha, who was outside the carriage, grabbed the reins and dismounted.

He rushed to the carriage, stopped the coachman, and lifted the curtain:

"Seventh Brother! You want to become sworn brothers with this kid? Do you remember the two sworn brothers of the current emperor?"

"Now that the current emperor has not yet decided on the position of crown prince, the court is full of twists and turns. I believe you can see further than me!"

"I, Lei Mengsha, am not jealous of you becoming sworn brothers with him, so I am trying to stop you. I just want to advise you to think twice before you act!"

"Now that Wen Yanzhao has inherited the mantle of the Confucian Immortal, and has not yet cleared his relationship with the Ye family, you have to think clearly!"

Lei Mengsha was originally a quick-witted and loyal man, ever since he entered the Jixia Academy and became Li Changsheng's disciple.

He had the best relationship with Xiao Ruofeng, so there were many things wrong with what he said at this moment.

If someone with ulterior motives heard this, it would definitely be very disadvantageous to Lei Mengsha.

However, due to his brotherly love for Xiao Ruofeng, Lei Mengsha would say it without blinking an eye, even if it meant the death penalty.

Xiao Ruofeng was of course aware that his second senior brother was thinking about him, so he smiled, nodded, and said to Lei Mengsha:

"I have taken Second Senior Brother's words to heart, but I, Xiao Ruofeng, have observed Young Master Wen's martial arts and character."

"It would be great if we could have a friendship as classmates. Even if Master Wen is far away in the future, I, Xiao Ruofeng, will have a like-minded confidant!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yanzhao immediately felt a liking for him. He was a gentleman as kind as jade and had a kind heart. It didn't seem like he made such a decision just to win him over.

Wen Yanzhao sighed softly:

"Thank you for not abandoning me, Mr. Yan Zhao is willing to become your brother. No matter whether in the court or in the underworld, we are of the same blood and will never let each other down!"

When Xiao Ruofeng saw Wen Yanzhao agreed, he was very happy:

"I don't know Master Wen's age, but Ruofeng will be eighteen in two months!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled at each other:

"In that case, I can only call you brother! Yan Zhao is still four months away from turning eighteen!"

Lei Mengsha felt a little emotional when he saw that the two of them had become sworn brothers. Since Xiao Ruofeng had made up his mind, the rest of the matter must have been planned long ago.

Thinking of this, he stopped trying to persuade her and said with a smile:

"Good for you, Old Seven. Today you have an outstanding brother like Master Wen. Don't forget me, Lei Mengsha, in the future!"

“But I have to say it, I think Baili Dongjun and I have similar temperaments, and we have the potential to be brothers!”

After saying that, he glanced at Baili Dongjun who was beside Wen Yanzhao.

Baili Dongjun's face flushed a little when he heard what he said, but he said:

"Be my brother? That's not impossible. When we get to Tianqi City, you have to take me to drink Qiulubai at Diaolou Xiaozhu!"

When Lei Mengsha heard him say this, he patted his chest and said:

"That's not difficult. I'll take you to drink as much as you want when we get to Apocalypse City!"

Baili Dongjun answered cheerfully: "It's a deal!"

Lei Mengsha: "It's a deal!"

Xiao Ruofeng's face was filled with his usual bright smile again, and he half-closed his eyes and felt deeply moved by the chivalrous and handsome young man in front of him.

Then he smiled and said, "How can we have a sworn brotherhood ceremony without wine?"

As he spoke, he took out a wine bottle with a emerald green glaze from the small table in front of the group and casually brushed off the gold paper seal on the mouth of the bottle.

Holding the bottle in one hand, he said to everyone:

"This bottle of Yulu Qingchun is the fine wine given to me by my father when he conferred the title of King of Langya. I have kept it at home and never opened it!"

"It is just right for Ruofeng to have a brother like Yanzhao today!"

Then, he took out four exquisite rhino horn cups from the small table, filled them up, and handed one to Lei Mengsha outside the carriage:

"Second Brother, please bear with it and drink outside the car! Please!"

Lei Mengsha took the wine glass with a smile: "Okay, if I go in again, this car will be crowded!"

Then Xiao Ruofeng picked up another cup and handed it to Wen Yanzhao: "My brother, please!"

Wen Yanzhao took the wine glass and nodded slightly: "Thank you, brother!"

Ever since Xiao Ruofeng opened the bottle of wine, Baili Dongjun's little nose has been constantly moving, greedily inhaling the aroma of the wine.

Xiao Ruofeng took one of the two remaining wine glasses and handed it to Baili Dongjun:

"Dong Jun, although we have not sworn brotherhood, if you can pass the academy exam and become my master's last disciple, we will definitely be classmates and brothers in the future!"

When Baili Dongjun heard this, he raised his head:

"Of course, I, Baili Dongjun, will definitely become Mr. Li's last disciple! And I will also become the most outstanding disciple in Jixia Academy!"

Lei Mengsha curled his lips when he heard this:

"Did you hear that, Old Seven? Your position is in jeopardy!"

Xiao Ruofeng still smiled and nodded:

"Then Dongjun must work hard. The title of the most outstanding disciple of Jixia Academy still belongs to Ruofeng!"

The entire convoy was filled with the laughter of the four teenagers.

The aroma of Yulü's mellow wine fills the air, and the rhino horn cups clink and clatter.

In this small world, the wine is not yet drunk, but the brothers are already brave enough to fight!

……

Xiao Ruofeng and his group still took advantage of the hot summer heat to rush from Qiandong to Tianqi City. The four brothers talked and laughed along the way, and it was very lively.

In the small town of Nanjue, 1,400 miles away, thunderstorms continued to hit, and the dense black clouds seemed reluctant to leave much space for the blue sky.

Under the thunderstorm, a small black-covered boat was swaying in the river half a mile outside the city.

Bean-sized raindrops rushed into the river, stirring up mist on the surface of the river.

At the bow of the black-sailed boat, a tall woman with her hair tied up in a high bun stood with her back to the cabin, holding a large umbrella embroidered with a dragon totem.

"Did the person you mentioned obtain the remaining power of the Confucian Immortal?"

When the words came out, it should have been a gentle and pleasant female voice.

But what entered Ye Dingzhi's ears behind him was a deep and hoarse male voice.

Ye Dingzhi, dressed in black, stood in the rain, with raindrops on his ears and temples like pillars:

"That's right, the young man named Wen Yanzhao has probably reached the Great Free and Easy Realm by now!"

The person holding the umbrella is Yu Shengmo, the number one swordsman of Nan Jue and Ye Dingzhi's master.

When Yu Shengmo heard this, his eyebrows twitched slightly:

"It's a good material. It's much stronger than you who are born with martial veins!"

Ye Dingzhi did not comment, but he clenched the Zhenwu sword in his hand tightly.

Yu Sheng Mo turned around, held up an umbrella and walked in front of his disciple, blocking the rain from falling on Ye Dingzhi:

"Did he also give you this sword?"

Ye Dingzhi nodded:

"He and my friend Baili Dongjun are blood brothers, and they are very nice people!"

It was the first time that Yu Shengmo heard Ye Dingzhi say this to someone other than Baili Dongjun, and a smile broke out on her pretty face:

"Really? This sword is not an ordinary item. Are you still going to look for him?"

Ye Dingzhi nodded, then shook his head:

"I still have to go to Apocalypse City, but not to look for him! But I guess they'll be here soon."

Yu Sheng Mo reached out and wiped away the raindrops on Ye Dingzhi's brow bone:

"Don't act on impulse, that person might be able to help you."

A bright look flashed across Ye Dingzhi's eyes:

"How did Master know?"

The voice of the Rain Demon is soft:

"The fact that he gave you this sword shows that you are more than just an ordinary friend in his heart!"

Ye Dingzhi drew out the Zhenwu Sword, and then sheathed it:

"Got it, Master. I will leave Nan Jue and head for Tianqi tomorrow!"

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