Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

The two portraits in their hands were of teenagers of about sixteen or seventeen years old, and were painted very lifelike.

The young man on the left has sharp features, clear eyebrows and bright eyes. He is dressed in the shabby clothes of a waiter. The smile on the corner of his mouth is full of enthusiasm and flattery, but there is a hint of unruly ruffian in his eyes.

The young man on the right has eyebrows like a crescent moon and eyes like stars. Although he is painted as a handsome scholar, he looks more like a graceful and heroic woman.

The two people in the painting are clearly Lu Bei and Jiang Nan.

The moment the two saw it, they immediately lowered their heads in shock, and placed their right hands on the parts where weapons were hidden, ready to attack and escape at any time.

Jiang Nan's heart sank as she marveled at this painting skill. She thought to herself that the royal family of Damang must have sent a royal painter to paint these two portraits. Otherwise, it would be impossible for such a skilled painter to be created in such a remote area like Liangzhou City.

From this, it seems that the Great Mang really paid a heavy price to capture her. Not only did they send out 10,000 wind-chasing soldiers, but they also found the imperial painter.

Lu Bei's scalp was also numb, and he cursed inwardly, "Fuck, who drew this? It's so scary. I might as well just give you a Polaroid. Even my eyes look so real."

He looked up at Jiang Nan, who also lowered his head, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

They should be able to get away with it with their current disguises. After all, they are both covered in dust and dirt, like fugitives.

Unless the officers and soldiers asked them to wash their faces on the spot.

But, this shouldn't be the case.

Lu Bei frowned and thought about something.

He gently tapped Jiang Nan's arm with his finger and whispered, "Don't lower your head, it's too obvious. No one should recognize us in our current state."

Jiang Nan nodded slightly, then began to eat noodles normally.

The officers and soldiers carried the portraits and paraded them along the streets, shouting, "The government is seeking important fugitives. Whoever can capture these two will receive a reward of 1,000 taels."

"Anyone who can provide important information will receive a reward of 100 taels."

Along with the shouts of officers and soldiers came.

Lu Bei's eyes widened slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Good boy, am I worth so much money?"

An absurd thought came to his mind, "How about I report myself?"

He shook his head secretly again, "Forget it, forget it. If I had martial arts skills, I would do it this way."

As portraits of officers and soldiers were displayed along the street.

Street vendors and passers-by were all pointing at the portrait.

"Hey, why are these two fugitives so handsome? What bad things have they done? Could they be flower thieves?"

"Nonsense! How could a flower-stealing thief have such a high reward? He must be a murderer."

"Yes, look at that boy dressed like a waiter. He has a scoundrel look in his eyes. He's obviously a bad boy and not someone you can mess with."

"This man's face looks a bit like my third uncle's child. He ended up becoming a bandit. Sigh, now the grass on his grave is almost a meter high."

Those people were talking a lot, especially about Lu Bei's appearance, but less about Jiang Nan's appearance. They said that this young scholar was very handsome, like a girl, and it was obvious that he was not a bad person.

Lu Bei's face was covered with black lines when he heard this, and he cursed inwardly, "These people actually said that I am ugly. How rude! It is obviously the most handsome and beautiful one who kills without blinking an eye. My kitchen knife has not even stained blood."

Jiang Nan saw Lu Bei's chest heaving with anger, and felt both amused and helpless inside, but he didn't dare show it. He could only control his expression and endure it secretly.

Because the officers and soldiers had already arrived in front of this noodle shop.

The leading officer stepped onto the steps and said in a stern voice, "Everyone, raise your heads and look carefully. Have you seen these two fugitives?"

"No."

The five or six tables of diners in the noodle shop all shook their heads.

The outlaws took a closer look at the portrait and finally shook their heads.

Lu Bei looked at the portrait dully and shook his head blankly.

Jiang Nan frowned, took a look, and shook his head calmly.

The officer inspected the expressions of everyone in the noodle shop.

He stayed on the calm Jiang Nan for a second, then looked at a diner at the back of the noodle shop who hardly looked up.

This is a young swordsman dressed in black. He looks ordinary but has an extraordinary bearing.

"Hey, the one in the innermost part, raise your head!" the officer pointed at him and shouted.

The young swordsman ignored him and buried his head in eating noodles, slurping them up with ugly mouthfuls.

The leading officer immediately drew his sword and shouted angrily, "How dare you! Raise your head!"

More than ten officers and soldiers outside the door immediately drew their swords and pointed them at each other with grim expressions.

But the young swordsman seemed not to hear, picked up the porcelain bowl and scooped up the last bit of noodle soup into his mouth.

Finally, he picked up another bowl of tea, drank it all, rinsed his mouth, and finally spit it out.

The leading officers and soldiers approached with knives in hand, their faces fierce and ready to attack.

The young swordsman also stood up, wiped his mouth, glanced at the leading officer, and said calmly, "I came to the secular world only to find someone. I don't want to get involved in what's going on down the mountain."

"So, don't mess with me," the young swordsman smiled coldly.

How could the leading officer be frightened by a stranger? He shouted, "I suspect this man is related to the fugitive. Capture him for me."

All the officers and soldiers shouted in unison, "Kill!"

More than a dozen officers and soldiers rushed into the noodle shop with knives in hand.

The noodle shop owner was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his hands, and many diners also stood up and hid away in fear.

Lu Bei Jiang Nan took the opportunity to slip away.

Those heroes also slipped away.

But Lu Bei just arrived at the door.

"Whoosh!"

There was only a loud sound of sword ringing.

Everyone looked back.

But the young swordsman had already sheathed his sword, his expression indifferent, "I told you, don't mess with me."

The many officers and soldiers in front of him who were holding swords and preparing to chop were frozen on the spot.

The young swordsman sneered, "Because secular laws cannot control me."

After saying that, his figure turned into a fast afterimage, shuttling among the many officers and soldiers, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Lu Bei Jiang Nan on the street.

He instantly stood beside Lu Bei, patted his shoulder lightly, and said lightly, "Little brother, I helped you with the matter, so a bowl of noodles is not too much to ask for."

Lu Bei was like a fossil, his face stiff as he nodded.

But he suddenly woke up and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you know me?"

The young swordsman shook his head. "I don't know you, but I can tell it's you in the portrait."

Jiang Nan gripped his dagger tightly, ready to strike.

The young swordsman glanced at her coldly and said calmly, "Don't draw your sword, you will regret it."

Jiang Nan frowned and stared at him.

Boom.

Finally, the bodies of the dozen or so officers and soldiers fell to the ground with a loud bang, their bodies were all separated, and blood slowly flowed out.

Lu Bei was facing the noodle shop and saw it clearly. He immediately said firmly, "Brother, I'll pay for the noodles!"

After saying that, he hurriedly took out a few ounces of silver from his clothes and threw it in front of the noodle shop owner.

The young swordsman patted his shoulder again and said with a smile, "Boy, you have a bright future."

After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Nan, whose body was tense, and chuckled, "He saved you, otherwise you would have died the moment you drew your sword."

Jiang Nan stared at him with an ugly expression.

The young swordsman chuckled again, took a step forward, and rose from the ground, rushing straight into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.