Poverty

Li Yanchu used his ultimate body technique, avoiding the sharp edge of the sword at the critical moment.

A bit of anger gradually grew in my heart.

Boom!

The young man's sword energy directly smashed the door of the house.

A startled and charming face was revealed.

Yunniang's small, rosy mouth opened slightly, she stared at the group of uninvited guests with wide eyes, and was about to cry.

That kind of charming beauty makes people feel that the farmhouse is brightened up.

The young man's long sword issued a dragon chant, humming continuously.

"You are sick, come up and do it!"

Li Yanchu scolded.

He planned to take down the young man with the sword, otherwise the house would be ruined by his sword energy if the fight continued!
who knows.

The young man stopped when he heard the words!
The sharp gaze was nailed to Li Yanchu's face like a knife.

A few thick-backed men with bulging temples thought that the young man had fallen victim to the body-holding spell again.

They culled them all together, with strong wind blowing between fists and palms, obviously they were all masters with blood like a rainbow.

"stop!"

The young man shouted coldly.

Several burly warriors stopped immediately, this prohibitive temperament did not seem to be reckless in the world, but more like a soldier in the army.

The handsome young man said: "It's not him."

Then he smiled at Li Yanchu.

"This Taoist priest, I was the one who admitted the wrong person just now, and I hope you won't be offended."

Li Yanchu sneered and said: "If you admit the wrong person lightly, you will expose this matter. If I don't do it twice, I will die just now!"

The young man was stunned, he didn't think it was pestering, but smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I was entangled by demons along the way, and mistakenly thought that the Taoist leader was that person."

Li Yanchu sneered and remained silent.

The young man took out a stack of bank notes from his body, and handed them over without fumes.

"Don't be offended by the Taoist priest, this little money is regarded as an apology for the Taoist priest."

Li Yanchu's expression was calm, and there was a bad look in his eyes.

Throw money at me?

He took the bank note, glanced at it casually, and raised his eyebrows.

3000 two!
There are a full 3000 taels of bank notes in this stack of Tianbao Bank.

"This young man is very generous, so don't take it to heart if there is a misunderstanding."

Li Yanchu was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

Having said that, the bank note was slipped into his pocket.

What happened just now seemed to be passed away lightly.

The scene of swords being drawn and the life and death fight suddenly turned into a scene of having a happy conversation and seeing each other for a long time.

Yunniang couldn't help trembling, and tightly covered her thin clothes.

Li Yanchu glanced at her and walked over.

"You, don't come here."

Yun Niang trembled.

There was no blood on her delicate face, her body couldn't help but retreat, and her tight clothes outlined her graceful figure.

Several burly warriors with solemn expressions couldn't help but look sideways.

On the contrary, the handsome young man looked calm, with no other emotions except for the initial touch of surprise.

He looked at Li Yanchu with interest.

The expression on his face is intriguing.

Li Yanchu smiled gently at Yunniang: "Don't be afraid, lady, we just misunderstood."

From the time Li Yan entered the house until now, he has changed several faces one after another.

Yunniang couldn't help but tremble when she heard the words, she seemed even more frightened.

Barren hills, wind and snow, farmhouses.

A large pot of broth was re-boiled on the stove, and the rich aroma was quickly released, which made people's index fingers move.

The house has been cleaned up, and the crackling fire makes people feel warm in this icy world.

The handsome young man is sitting upright, with a sword hanging from his waist, and he is in high spirits.

Yun Niang was stirring the broth with a big wooden spoon, her face was rosy.

Li Yanchu explained to her just now that he mistook her for a mountain spirit to confuse pedestrians, so he intentionally provoked her.

The handsome young man also compensated Yunniang for the loss.

So there is this seemingly harmonious scene now, the wind and snow outside are frightening, but the house is warm and harmonious.

Li Yanchu didn't delve into it, but took out the dry food and ate it by himself, without even looking at the broth in the pot.

The young man called himself Lu Ying, a native of Qingzhou, and six burly warriors with eagle eyes on wolves were his followers.

"Li Daochang is going to Donglin County?" Lu Ying asked.

"Exactly." Li Yanchu took a sip of wine and ate a roasted golden chicken, and responded casually.

Lu Ying's eyes lit up, and she inadvertently looked at Li Yanchu's baggage, and said with a smile: "I'm going to Donglin County, but I can go with the Taoist chief. I don't know what Li Yanchu's intention is?"

Li Yanchu shook his head: "I'm used to being alone. I travel fast and sometimes slowly. I appreciate Mr. Lu's kindness."

Lu Ying didn't insist on hearing the words.

He has a kind of arrogance and nobility, and he is not willing to force others.

Boom boom boom!
Suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door.

Yunniang raised her head, frowned slightly, put down the spoon in her hand, and walked towards the door.

Lu Ying suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"

Yun Niang turned around and looked at Lu Ying.

Lu Ying said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid the person outside the door is not a human being. It's better not to open the door, lady."

Yunniang was startled when she heard the words, and looked towards the door with big eyes.

At this time, there was still knocking on the door.

Listen carefully.

Very regular, each priority, interval, are almost the same.

Yun Niang blinked her eyes, forced a smile and said: "I am timid, sir, don't scare me."

Lu Ying smiled slightly, but did not speak.

This barren mountain farmhouse lived with a weak and beautiful woman, no matter how she looked at it, she was abnormal.

What are you worrying about.

Yunniang took a look at Lu Ying and mustered up her courage to walk towards the door.

Opening the door, the wind and snow outside roared in.

But in the icy and snowy world, after the mounts of Lu Ying and others, there is no one else.

Yunniang's charming face suddenly lost its color.

Suddenly!

A white shadow flashed past!

This time.

Not only Yunniang, but several martial followers around Lu Ying also noticed this.

The broad and rough hand tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

Yunniang couldn't help taking a few steps back, startled, and staggered a little.

It just so happened that his body fell limp in Li Yanchu's arms, and the two looked at each other.

Yunniang's face flushed, she broke away from Li Yanchu's arms like an electric shock, and ran back to the inner room with a cry of surprise.

The round and firm buttocks made these tyrannical men couldn't help but look at them a few more times, and then regained vigilance.

A burly servant with a knife walked over and closed the door tightly, standing there with a stern expression.

These people are well-trained, their temples are bulging high, and they are obviously martial arts masters with the eight classics.

But he has great respect for Lu Ying.

Not just superficial respect, anyone can see the undisguised respect in his eyes, not just because of Lu Ying's identity.

Li Yanchu was a little curious about Lu Ying's identity.

"I have encountered such an old-fashioned plot of a woman disguised as a man."

Li Yanchu pouted.