The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Tsukihime nodded; she naturally knew this.

"Do you know that this Old Man Tianquan is actually one of the Crimson King's men?"

Is Tianquan Villa also owned by the Red King?

Even the "Longbow Chasing Wings, a Hundred Ghosts Parade at Night" technique was trained by the Old Man of Tianquan for the Red King.

Did you know that the tragedy of the Underworld Lord came from this Red King?

Before it was renamed, Wangyi Tower was called Xueyi Tower.

As you can tell from the name, this is an organization dedicated to eliminating trouble for others.

There are many ways to solve problems in this world, but the most convenient and quickest way is to get rid of the person who caused the problem.

But once a person enters the world of martial arts, they are no longer in control of their own destiny. Once they have blood on their hands, it is not so easy to wash themselves clean and get back on shore.

The Crimson King was dissatisfied and naturally wanted to massacre the Watchtower, because he needed people to do his dirty work. He also wanted to show others the consequences of betrayal.

"Is what you say true, senior?" Yueji was shocked and bewildered. This series of questions made her scalp tingle.

“I shouldn’t have questioned my senior, but the Crimson King is about the same age as the Underworld Lord. When the Wangyi Tower was wiped out, the Crimson King was just a child.”

Zhou Zhen yawned and nodded in agreement.

Indeed, he was just a child back then.

But not all children in the world are the same.

Some people are still peeing and playing in the mud when they are eight or nine years old, while others are already influential figures at that age.

For example, my junior brother learned the power of the Great Dragon Elephant at the age of six. Who can say that he wasn't a child?

The emperor's son naturally wants to be the emperor.

Even though he was young, he would be surrounded by a bunch of sycophantic retainers who wanted to ride in his coattails.

Many things, if he wants them to be done, will naturally be handled properly by someone else.

"Children who are high and mighty already possess the power to control the life and death of others, don't they?"

Yueji fell silent. She understood that Zhou was right.

This fact is simply hard to accept.

Because she and the Underworld Lord had served the Crimson King for a long time.

But in the end, they were told that the culprit behind all of this was also the Red King.

Although the Old Man of Tianquan wiped out the entire Wangyilou family, the root of the problem lay with the Red King.

"What exactly is the purpose of your senior telling me all this?"

Tsukihime understood even better that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"It's very simple, I want you to help someone."

You are a smart woman; you should know that the Red King's feelings for you are not ordinary.

Because in his heart, you have long been his plaything.

Therefore, he could not tolerate the Marquis of the Underworld.

I can see the affection between you two, and I'm very touched.

If one day, the Red King uses you to threaten the Underworld Lord into doing something, do you think the Underworld Lord will resist?

Tsukihime bit her lips, leaving a row of neat teeth marks.

She knew very well that Zhou had been right again.

On the surface, the Red King is respectful and kind, but in reality, he is a cold-blooded person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

After a long while, the wind dispersed the bloody smell mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

The Marquis of the Underworld arrived with bloodstained steps and tears in his eyes.

He knelt down in front of Zhou Zhenhuan and banged his head on the ground.

"Whom are we to help, or whom are we to kill?"

"I, the Lord of the Underworld, would brave mountains of knives and seas of fire, without hesitation."

Zhou Zhenhuan laughed: "It's not that serious. The person I need you to help is someone who bears a destiny."

Chapter 29 Longbow Chasing Wings, A Hundred Ghosts Parade at Night

The snow on the road is starting to melt; the cold winter is almost over.

The road was muddy and difficult to walk on.

Yue Ji remained silent with a sullen face, while Ming Hou scratched his head, wanting to speak several times but not knowing how to begin.

In the end, he just mumbled, "I was wrong."

Tsukihime paused, turned around, and bumped right into him.

Unable to stop, Minghou instinctively pulled her into his arms.

Yue Ji's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "What's wrong?"

"I...actually, I've always known how you feel."

Yueji smiled, a smile that made all the flowers blush.

She nestled in Minghou's arms and pinched the flesh around his waist twice, but Minghou only held her tighter.

Yueji sighed gently and then gently rubbed the area where he had twisted.

"Idiot, hurry up and leave."

The talisman that the master gave me, the Divine Speed ​​Armor, can only last for three hours.

This method is so mysterious that it allows one to travel a thousand miles a day.

It is three points better than the best thoroughbred horse.

We need to find Xiao Se and the others before nightfall.

According to the gentleman's calculations, given their speed, they have probably encountered the group of Longbow Chasing Wings and Hundred Ghosts Parade.

But to everyone's surprise, the least threatening cripple among them was actually Xiao Chuhe, the former Prince Yong'an.

With a chuckle, Minghou placed Yueji on his shoulder, but quickened his pace by three steps.

"This way we can save one, and use it for six hours."

Yueji tugged at his ear, said coquettishly, and then guessed:

"Are you saying that the master intends to make Xiao Chuhe the crown prince?"

Minghou felt an itch in his ears and shook his head: "I don't know what the master is thinking. I only know that the master has his reasons for asking us to do things."

Instead of thinking about these things, we should imagine the kung fu that our teacher will pass on to us.

The Chaotic Wind Blade Technique passed down by the master is truly exquisite.

And the legendary Rose Eight Kills technique is truly a perfect match for you.

The scent of rosewater on you always smells wonderful.

Yueji was both embarrassed and angry, and casually tapped him on the head: "What an idiot."

However, you are right about one thing: if the master tells us to do it, then we will do it.

If that person is indeed Prince Yong'an, Xiao Chuhe, then only he can avenge your family's grudge.

Longbow Chasing Wings, a Hundred Ghosts Parading at Night—they're not some respectable organization, but a band of horse thieves.

But this band of bandits was infamous in the martial arts world, practically a death-reaping ghost blocking the road from Beili to the Western Regions.

The fact that these bandits have horses sounds like a pointless statement. If bandits don't have horses, why are they called bandits?

But their horses were different, because their horses were all top-quality warhorses.

A hundred-mile raid is just routine.

Moreover, these bandits were highly skilled on horseback, able to draw their bows and shoot arrows while on the move, demonstrating exceptional skill.

No matter how much time passed, the number of these bandits was always kept to one hundred.

But these hundred men were masters of encirclement and blocking tactics, and many experts fell for their tricks.

Some say they are a group of highly trained elite soldiers, but no one admits it.

People in the martial arts world don't acknowledge it, the imperial court doesn't acknowledge it, and naturally, these bandits won't take the initiative to admit it either.

Since they were bandits, they naturally had to do things like robbing and plundering.

If you walk the night too often, you're bound to encounter ghosts.

Sometimes, if you provoke a tough opponent, one of the hundred ghosts will become a real ghost.

However, the number of demons in the night parade is still only one hundred.

Moreover, once they set their sights on you, they will fight to the death.

Over time, this longbow, with its wings drawn and a hundred ghosts roaming at night, earned it a great reputation.

For ordinary people, witnessing such an event would either result in financial loss to avoid disaster, or result in the complete loss of their remains.

They also do jobs that don't pay well.

For example, they arrested a guy today, a guy dressed in phoenix fire but only had five copper coins on him.

Clearly, this person isn't going to make any money.

But the young master valued this person highly, and even went over to him personally to drink with him.

Lei Wujie has finally sobered up. After sobering up, he found that he had inexplicably broken through the Vajra Mortal Realm and entered the Free Realm.

This was naturally a very happy thing. I vaguely remembered that Senior Zhou patted me, and I felt comfortable all over at that moment.

It must be that the senior saw that my skills were too poor and helped me out.

However, Lei Wujie was not happy at the moment; instead, he was somewhat angry.

"Those two bastards actually abandoned me and ran away. They have no loyalty whatsoever."

Oh dear, what can we do now?

What am I going to do if these two don't come to my rescue?

Just then, a cheerful and enthusiastic voice came from next door.

"A young man should be dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse, drinking and singing. Why do you sigh and lament, my brother?"

Lei Wujie mimicked Zhou Zhenhuan's mannerisms and leaned against the wall, saying self-deprecatingly, "Where can I find wine here?"

"Oh? You don't have one? I do."

I'll buy you a drink, and you can tell me why you're locked up here.

"There's wine? Sigh, I'm locked up here, it's a long story."

In short, it's all because of a disreputable monk.

Lei Wujie drank the wine, but was slightly taken aback as he did so.

"You also like to drink this kind of wine? It tastes very good, but drinking too much can easily lead to trouble."

For example, I missed out... well, I can't talk about that.

Xiao Yu, the Crimson King next door, was somewhat surprised: "Oh? You mean, because of a monk? Where is the monk?"

Lei Wujie sighed, "I want to know too. This guy is so disloyal. But don't worry, I think he'll definitely come back to save me."

"When the time comes, I'll take you with me. You'll buy me a drink, and I'll rescue you."

Lei Wujie took a swig of wine with great relish, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"Do you think he'll definitely come back to save you? What's your relationship?"

Lei Wujie turned the wine glass upside down to make sure there wasn't a drop left, then said with some regret, "Of course, we're friends."

"Oh? Just friends? Then do you know that the least trustworthy people in the world are your friends?"