Yu Yang adjusted his breathing, adapted to the air-flowing surface, his eyes drooped, and looked at a corner of Mulin City.

In the restaurant, Li Eryi raised his glass from afar and saw him off.

"Old Li's luck is really bad..."

Austria Yang felt silent.

On the first day of entering the city, he met Li Eryi. The two of them drank for most of the day in Qiufenglou and listened to him complaining about the pain all night.

It was not long before the poor man came to Mulin Mansion. He wanted to settle down, but unexpectedly he encountered another siege.

I saw the big cloud eagle gradually fading away.

Li Eryi just withdrew his gaze at a corner of Linjiang Tower.

"How long has it been?"

Li Eryi was a little envious.

Compared to being a storyteller, who doesn’t want to be a great hero who is passed down by word of mouth?

But, I can only envy.

He didn't want to live the day when he licked blood from the knife.

"Shunde Mansion was targeted by Liansheng Cult, and Mulin Mansion was targeted by Changliushan again..."

Li Eryi complained and felt that the wine had no smell.

After thinking about it, I still felt that Mulin Mansion was not safe. I had to clean up and took advantage of the alcohol to find a caravan, negotiated the price, and got on the carriage with my luggage.

Yang Yu left in a hurry, and thousands of bandits were still escorted in the city, which made him very uneasy.

...

...

Trepidation!

Listening to the faint sound of the eagle cry.

"Hmm?!Yu Fengxian?!"

On the Datao River, on a merchant ship, Zhao Kun, who was sitting quietly and breathing, suddenly turned over and sat up, as if facing a great enemy.

"How could Dayunying come to Mulin Mansion?"

Seeing that it was not for him, Zhao Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

In the battle before the New Year, six or seven people participated in the siege and killing of Yu Fengxian, including him, Duan Fei, Wang Jianhao, and Yu Lingxian was on the side.

Even so, he was gone. If he was beaten to the door, he would probably have no choice but to die.

"Is this Yu Fengxian's Big Cloud Eagle?"

Qin Si looked at the awning with her hands, and was also a little surprised:

"Didn't you say that Yu Fengxian is blocking the door in Liansheng Sect and chasing Yu Lingxian everywhere? Why did you suddenly come to Mulin Mansion?"

"Who can guess the crazy woman's thoughts?"

Zhao Kun's face looked ugly, and after a while of breathing, he calmed down. Seeing Qin Si smiling, his face was a little uncomfortable:

"After this woman understands the invincible Tiangang, Qingzhou is enough to rank in the top five. I am afraid that she can challenge Wei Zhengxian and Fang Qidao.

But if you and I can understand that the golden body is not damaged…”

"Then Yang Yu has become a climate. It will be not easy to take him down..."

Zhao Kun felt very regretful.

But he also said casually.

He was really shocked by Yang Yu's martial arts progress. He was only young and his martial arts were no less than himself. Such talent was too rare.

There were other thoughts in my heart.

Qin Si was annoyed by these words. As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately turned around and wanted to return to the cabin.

"You, you."

Zhao Kun shook his head helplessly and suddenly said:

"You said, how about taking Yang Yulong Temple into my Yulong Temple?"
Chapter completed!