The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

Anyang City.

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the frogs and owls are screaming.

The four of them slept in the open, and Zhao Huan was holding his sword to watch the night. There was a crackling sound in the bonfire, which was about to go out. Seeing this, he added some small sticks, and the bonfire slowly rekindled.

The black horse and the red horse stood with their heads bowed and fell asleep, the curtain on one side of the carriage was lifted, A Fei and Wang Lianhua rested in it, Yu Tianbao was wrapped in a thin quilt and leaned against a tree—just across from Zhao Huan—young The man closed his eyes and frowned.

Zhao Huan stared at the bonfire, moved his gaze upwards, and looked at the starry night sky.

Under the night sky, the dew was deeper, the young man lowered his head, and silently wiped his sword.

There was the sound of howling wild animals in the wind, the crackling of branches and leaves of trees, and the carriages, people, and bonfires were all shrouded in the watery moonlight.

The Qiushuang sword glowed coldly under the moonlight, reflecting Zhao Huan's eyes with a slight smile.

"I do not want--"

Yu Tianbao under the tree cried out in his dream, full of grief and indignation, but full of powerlessness.

He is dreaming.

Zhao Huan looked at the frowning and sleeping young man under the tree.

After traveling together for many days, he could occasionally hear Yu Tianbao's sleep talking at night.

At this moment, Yu Tianbao was still trapped in the nightmare, curled up even tighter, trembling.

"father--"

Mengbai took on a crying voice.

Zhao Huan stared at the other party silently. He kept vigil several times and guessed what Yu Tianbao might say in his sleep next.

"go to hell!"

Zhao Huan is used to it.

Yu Tianbao probably didn't have a good relationship with his father - Yu Luocha. Although he talked intermittently in his sleep and didn't mention Yu Luocha's full name, Zhao Huan guessed that Yu Luocha was Yu Luocha based on the previous clues. Tianbao's father.

As a friend, one cannot force others to make things difficult, so Zhao Huan decided to wait for Yu Tianbao to reveal his heart before talking about this topic with him.

At dawn, when the morning light was dim, the four of them cleaned up, and Yu Tianbao drove the carriage on the road.When he was in Lanzhou City, he said that he would learn from Zhao Huan, and he did learn a lot.

Linqing City was ahead, Wang Lianhua got out of the carriage after passing the city gate, greeted Zhao Huan and A Fei, turned around and left, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

The streets in the morning were crowded with people, and their group was very conspicuous.

Someone observed secretly, and saw the crimson clothes in the carriage. His eyes stayed on the crimson for a moment, and then looked at Yu Tianbao, who was holding the bridle.

Yu Tianbao didn't know that someone was peeping secretly, so he drove to find the inn after Wang Lianhua's figure disappeared.

Wang Lianhua always knew which inn they were staying in, so they never worried that Wang Lianhua would not find them.

The spy in the dark only stared at Yu Tianbao, compared his face with the one described by his superiors, and when he made a decision, he was about to look back and leave, when he saw the young man in crimson in the carriage looking out, as if separated by The air and the bustling crowd saw him at a glance.

The man was startled, and when he took a closer look, the carriage had gradually moved away, and he only had time to see one side of the young man's jaw.

He stopped for a long time, until he could hardly see the shadow of the carriage before turning around and leaving quietly.

Linqing City is neither big nor small, but with waterways passing by, it can be considered prosperous.

Wang Lianhua found the people who had been arranged a long time ago, recognized their faces, and then asked them to go down to find out the news.

Although he hadn't asked about Jianghu affairs for many years, his subordinates had not forgotten Wang Lianhua's ruthless and vicious style of acting, they handled things obediently and never asked more questions.

Wang Lianhua's subordinates were very efficient, and he soon knew who the Jianghu forces in Linqing City were - frankly speaking, there were not many, except for the spies Wang Lianhua planted in the early years, there was only Wuzheng Villa It's just business with Wanmei Villa.

Yuan Dongyuan, the owner of Wuzheng Villa, has not asked about Jianghu affairs for a long time, and Ximen Chuuxue, the owner of Wanmei Villa, is obsessed with kendo.

Wang Lianhua thought for a while, and when she saw that her subordinate was hesitant to speak, she signaled him to continue.

After hesitating for a moment, the subordinate mentioned the Rakshasa religion in the Western Regions.

"Raksha Sect?"

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows slightly.

He had dealt with Jade Rakshasa before, and the few encounters were not pleasant, so he was very curious about the appearance of the Demon Cult in the Western Regions in the Central Plains. As for why...

Of course it's going to mess things up.

According to his subordinates, the people of the Rakshasa Sect have sneaked into Linqing City two years ago, but they haven't made much of a move since then, and they have lived in peace with them; until today they made a "big move" ——A Rakshasa spies followed a new carriage into the city for some reason, and is now guarding near the inn.

Wang Lianhua was thoughtful: "Who are in the carriage?"

"Two young men and a young boy." The subordinate said, "There is a young man in crimson clothes, with a black sword on his waist and a bright yellow sword tassel, somewhat like the rumored Zhao Jueming."

Wang Lianhua glanced at him, said nothing, and asked, "Which inn is Zhao Jueming?"

The subordinate was taken aback when he heard the words, and remembered another version in the rumors in the rivers and lakes - that there was a young man with thousands of faces among the people traveling with Zhao Jueming. He was a little annoyed, and hurriedly said: "It's at the Yuelai Inn on the East Street."

Wang Lianhua waved him down, and cleared her mind in the room.

Zhao Jueming once told him about encountering Yu Luocha in the desert. The leader of the Demon Cult claimed to be Beitang Yu, who had a hand in Zhao Jueming and Leng Xue's battle against Shi Guanyin, and then disappeared.

Zhao Jueming burned the poppy bushes without leaving a single poppy seed. It is not impossible for Yu Luocha to hold grudges because of this...

Wang Lianhua frowned, he always felt that he had overlooked something.

Yu Tianbao, who was neglected by Wang Lianhua, was holding his stomach and sighing comfortably. Since he followed Zhao Huan out of the desert, he began to try the delicacies of the places he visited under the leadership of Zhao Huan. They look more mature than him.

Zhao Huan had already put down his chopsticks, with his usual serious expression on his face, but Ah Fei caught sight of him reaching for the hilt of his sword.

He immediately looked at Zhao Huan with burning eyes, the latter looked sideways slightly, smiled at A Fei, turned over and jumped off the railing the next moment, plundered one by one, and drew his sword to block the neck of the fleeing man.

The evil wind gusts, and the sword intent is astonishing.

The crimson-clothed boy tilted his head and smiled at the frightened man.

"It's all here, don't you plan to sit down?"

A Fei and Yu Tianbao leaned on the railing and looked down, only seeing Huan's crimson clothes corner protruding from the corner of the wall.

The former couldn't hide his excitement and longing, his eyes shone with astonishing light, which was the respect for the strong swordsman; Is the villain peeping?

Zhao Huan's actions were really astonishing. When he held the sword and dragged the spy up the stairs, the diners talked and whispered. Some people had already seen that Zhao Huan was "Zhao Jueming". Slowly shut up.

When he reached the second floor, there was no sound on the first floor.

Yu Tianbao looked at the peeping person, while Zhao Huan asked directly: "Who are you staring at?"

The man was still stubborn: "Why do you ask such a question? I am enjoying the cool in the alley well, but your Excellency is doing well, and put your sword against my neck—I don't know if it is bleeding or not."

Zhao Huan took a look for him, and said honestly: "I have a degree, and I didn't bleed."

The other party choked, and said again: "It's good that you didn't get hurt. Your Excellency hasn't answered my question yet, and I didn't do anything. If the young hero wants to punish the evil and promote the good, I'm afraid I'm looking for the wrong person."

His trick of turning the guest into the main is very subtle. Ordinary people are afraid that they will feel guilty because there is no evidence, and even apologize in turn; but Zhao Huan's upright group ignores it at all and sticks to their own opinions: "I know it's you, you Who are you staring at?"

The man continued to speak bluntly: "I don't understand what Shaoxia means."

Zhao Huan admired him a little.

A Fei stood beside Zhao Huan, and the man glanced at him; Yu Tianbao also leaned over, he realized something was wrong, looked him over carefully, his complexion changed slightly, and he snapped off the man's collar.

Zhao Huan moved back with his arms around Ah Fei, Yu Tianbao almost threw himself on the man, staring at the pattern three inches below the man's collarbone, his face was blue and white.

The man was hit by Zhao Huan's acupoints, and Yu Tianbao took advantage of his weakness. At this time, he tried his best to shake off Yu Tianbao, but the latter threw away his hand as if he had exhausted all his strength, and hit the wooden table without any trouble. There was no response, and he sat back in his original position with a dazed expression.

A Fei's eyes showed doubts, while Zhao Huan's expression was calm.

Knowing that his identity had been found out, the man calmed down and said, "Young master, it's time for you to go back. The master is very worried when he learns that you have left the sect."

Yu Tianbao was originally immersed in his own thoughts in a panic, but when he heard the words, he was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, a sullen breath came to his heart, and he said angrily: "Master, I won't go back!"

He was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked down the subordinate of the Rakshasa Sect. He gritted his teeth and his face became ugly.

It was the first time Zhao Huan and A Fei saw him losing his temper, and they couldn't help but stare round.

Realizing that he lost his composure in front of his friends, Yu Tianbao was filled with remorse, scratched his head, opened his mouth, and hesitated to speak.

He had no one to control him in the teaching, and he had a bad temper. He also knew that he had a bad temper. After waking up from the dream, he was worried and restrained intentionally. After walking with Zhao Huan, he was in a happy mood all the way, and never showed it.

But at this moment, Yu Tianbao saw the behavior of the two of them, and was afraid that Zhao Huan and A Fei would alienate him because of this, and he was in a complicated mood, and he couldn't think of what to say about those long stories.

Zhao Huan smiled at him and comforted him, "No hurry, we will listen to you."

Yu Tianbao was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings for a moment, but his mood was miraculously calmed down by Zhao Huan's words.

In any case, he will never return to Rakshasa.

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