Xuanjun swordsman

The next morning.

When Su Yi woke up from meditation, the boat had already continued sailing on the Dacang River, and everything had returned to tranquility.

Walking out of the room and reaching the first floor of the pavilion, Yuan Luoxi and the others were already waiting there.

On a copy, a hearty breakfast was also prepared.

"Mr. Su, I'm waiting for you to have dinner together."

Yuan Luoxi said crisply.

The girl's beautiful eyes are as bright as the morning sun and spring water, and her tone is intimate.

This subtle change was seen by Su Yi, who couldn't help but smile, sat down casually, and said, "Let's eat together."

Yuan Luoxi, Cheng Wuyong, Huang Qianjun and the others took their seats one by one.

While eating, Cheng Wuyong coughed suddenly.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Were you injured last night?"

Cheng Wuyong smiled and said, "It's just a small injury, it's not a big problem."

Huang Qianjun couldn't help but said: "Brother Su, last night Senior Cheng chased the thief who insulted you all the way, and he was injured only after desperately trying."

Su Yi was startled, and then he remembered something, and said, "The guy who said he wanted to chop off my head?"

The image of the middle-aged scribe from last night already appeared in his mind.

Huang Ganjun smiled and said, "Exactly, but this guy's head has already been chopped off by Senior Cheng."

"Have a heart."

Su Yi couldn't help but take another look at Cheng Wuyong.

Cheng Wuyong quickly said: "Mr. Su, don't be polite, this is what Cheng should do."

At this moment, a deep voice sounded from outside the building——

"Old Cheng, is Mr. Su awake?"

"It's Zhang Yiren who is here."

Cheng Wuyong said in a low voice, "Mr. Su, he already knew what happened last night. If my guess is correct, he should come to thank you."

With that said, he got up to meet him.

While eating, Su Yi told Yuan Luoxi, "Tell me about what happened last night."

The words are flat and natural.

Yuan Luoxi immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, and talked about what happened last night in a low voice, like a warbler in a valley.

Seeing this scene, Huang Ganjun couldn't help admiring him.

Who would dare to believe that the dignified Yuan Clan's favorite jewel, the famous eldest lady in Yunhe County, is treated like a maid by Brother Su?

And Yuan Luoxi has such a savage and arrogant character that he dares to kick the bag of Zhang Yuanxing's descendants, but in front of Su Ge, he is extremely obedient.

And judging by her expression, she seems to be very happy

As a son who used to hang out in brothels all year round, Huang Qianjun would not be able to see that if Su Yi had the intention at this time, Yuan Luoxi was doomed to escape the clutches of the clutches, and he could easily win him.

How can Huang Qianjun not admire this?

He boasted that the means of chasing women are also handy and easy to use.

But now, I can't help but feel admiration towards Su Yi.

If Brother Su wants to indulge in flowers, with this method, all the fairies in the sky will have to fall into his arms, right?

A sound of footsteps from far to near interrupted Huang Qianjun's chaotic thoughts.

Looking up, Zhang Yiren and Cheng Wuyong, who are tall and resolute, have already walked in.

"Mr. Su, don't get up. Mr. Zhang came here just to express his gratitude, so he will leave immediately."

Seeing that Su Yi was about to stand up, Zhang Yiren waved his hands quickly.

Then, he clasped his fists in front of his chest, and bowed to Su Yi solemnly.

As expected, he spoke quickly, straightforwardly, and exchanged pleasantries with Su Yi for a while, then left.

But Cheng Wuyong was very moved, and said with emotion: "Mr. Su, the ceremony that Zhang Yiren performed just now is the highest courtesy from the Qingjia Army under the command of Marquis Wu Ling. Grass, life and death pay off!"

Su Yi couldn't help being surprised, nodded and said: "Such a character deserves praise."

Before Zhang Yiren left, he left behind a generous gift, which was a jar of spiritual wine.

The name of this wine is "Feng Xue Xing", which was brewed by Wu Linghou Chen Zheng himself.

Soaked in sixteen kinds of elixir, blended with the blood essence of the fourth-grade monsters, buried deep under the bottom of the ice and snow to absorb the bitter cold air, it took ten years to be considered full of fire.

The surging spirituality and energy and blood power contained in the wine are far superior to ordinary second-grade elixir.

The value of such a jar of wine is immeasurable.

"Wind and snow, strong wind and heavy snow, clang and walk, this name is not bad."

Su Yi secretly thought.

Giving such a precious gift also shows how much gratitude Zhang Yiren has in his heart.

He opened the wine jar, poured out a glass of wine, and saw that the color was bright red and translucent, crystal clear like fine wine, exuding an extremely strong aroma of wine.

"You cut off the head of the enemy for me, and I will present Buddha with flowers and drink to you."

Su Yi picked up the wine glass and handed it to Cheng Wuyong who was beside him.

Cheng Wuyong couldn't help being flattered, and quickly took it, saying: "Thank you Mr. Su for giving me the wine."

"You're welcome, this wine should be good for your injuries."

Su Yi said casually.

Seeing Yuan Luoxi and Huang Qianjun looking at him eagerly, Su Yi couldn't help but smile, and said: "This wine is extremely violent, if I let you drink it now, you will have to spend the whole day in cultivation today, so let's drink it together in the evening."

Yuan Luoxi and Huang Ganjun agreed with a smile.

Not long after, the young man in purple robe and Qing Jin came to visit together.

"Master Su, thanks to your help last night, we were able to resolve a big crisis for us. A small gift is not a respect, but I hope you will accept it with a smile."

As soon as he entered the door, the young man in purple robe presented the box of gifts he was carrying with both hands, and saluted respectfully.

Seeing that Su Yi didn't object, Huang Ganjun got up cleverly and took the gift box.

Cheng Wuyong smiled and invited the young man in purple robe and Qing Jin to sit down.

Facing the big Saturday prince, even he and Yuan Luoxi seemed a little cautious.

But Su Yi seemed to be fine, sitting there with a demeanor and asked: "Has the matter been investigated?"

"To tell you the truth, my lord, after the interrogation last night, we have found out that those assassins are all from a desperado named 'Xing Fiend League'."

The purple-robed youth pondered and said, "This is an underworld force dormant in the underground world of Dazhou, and the strong men under its command are all sinister characters."

"For this operation, they are hired by someone. After the employer promises to be fulfilled, they will give ten thousand taels of gold, one hundred elixir plants, ten mysterious-level cheat books, and one heavenly-level cultivation method."

Seeing that he was going to keep talking, Su Yi interrupted: "Who is the employer?"

The young man in purple robe suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment, "Those thieves don't know, they communicate through secret intermediaries."

Su Yi had expected it a long time ago, so it wasn't surprising. He said, "Then who do you think is the mastermind behind this employer?"

"This"

The purple-robed youth hesitated for a moment before saying, "From my guess, it should be related to my third brother."

Third Prince!

Yuan Luoxi, Cheng Wuyong and the others looked at each other with expressions of surprise.

"The princes have turned against each other, and I am afraid that they are fighting for the inheritance of the imperial power."

Su Yi shook his head for a while.

This is a secular country. Even in the eyes of warriors, imperial power represents the supreme power, which makes people flock to it.

The purple-robed youth pondered for a while, then stood up and cupped his hands suddenly, and said, "Young Master Su, at this time, I don't have to hide it any more. My name is Zhou Zhili, and I rank sixth in the imperial family line. "heart break"

Before finishing speaking, Su Yi smiled lightly and said, "You want me to do something for you?"

Zhou Zhili looked serious, and said sincerely: "If you can get the help of the young master, it will definitely be like a tiger with wings added to me! I can guarantee that if the young master is interested in the affairs of the government and the opposition, I will help the young master to become the king and worship the minister."

"If the young master asks with all his heart, I can also do my best to search for the world's rare treasures and secret arts for the young master!"

After a pause, his eyes were firm and he said, "If one day I can aspire to the throne, I will treat you as a national teacher!"

Hearing these words, Yuan Luoxi and the others felt their emotions churn and trembled.

National Division!

The position of the Great Zhou National Teacher is almost an existence under one person and above ten thousand people. His status is respected and his authority is so great that those princes have to rely on his prestige.

Like Hong Canshang, the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty today.

He is not only the head of the Hong family, the top family in Yujing City, but also the head of "Fengqi Academy Palace", one of the top ten university palaces in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

And he himself is an existence who has proved the Dao Xiantian Wuzong many years ago, and his martial arts power is unfathomable!

"National Division?"

But Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "Not to mention that I, Su, are not rare at all, but you, a prince ranked sixth, have never really taken power, so you talk and make empty promises, how exaggerated."

Zhou Zhili was stunned, his cheeks flushed, and he said, "Young Master Su, I sincerely hope to have your help. I swear to God, every sentence comes from the bottom of my heart. If there are false words, I will die!"

Su Yi's expression was cold, and he said, "There's no need to say any more."

Are you kidding me, a little prince is worthy of Su Xuanjun's life?

Simply whimsical!

Zhou Zhili was silent for a moment, and sat down slumped.

He was quite depressed, if he were any other martial arts master in the world, he might have already agreed.

However, Su Yi didn't seem to bother bowing his head at all.

This made him feel a little frustrated.

Seeing all this, Yuan Luoxi and Cheng Wuyong felt a burst of emotion in their hearts.

From their point of view, Zhou Zhili made a big mistake, he didn't know at all, if Mr. Su was a celestial being, how could he be bought with worldly power and wealth?

If he puts on a straight posture, abandons his status as a prince, and really makes friends with Mr. Su, maybe he can still get some favors from Mr. Su.

Suddenly, Qing Jin spoke with reprimand, "I told you earlier that those who are truly aspiring to practice don't care about power and wealth in the world, but you just don't listen."

Zhou Zhili shook his head wryly.

How would he know that a young man with profound and unpredictable martial arts attainments already regards power and wealth like floating clouds?

"No matter what, I am very happy to be able to get to know Mr. Su this time. What's more, Mr. Su saved my life. I will always remember this kind of great kindness."

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zhili spoke softly.

After finishing speaking, he stood up, ready to say goodbye and leave.

However, Qing Jin hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind suddenly, raised her bright and beautiful face, looked at Su Yi with a pair of sharp eyes like blades, and said: "What I said last night will naturally count, tell me, What exactly do you want me to do?"

The voice was determined, almost like a prisoner who waited for the trial and died generously.

Everyone's expressions became subtle.

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ps: There was a change before 7:[-] p.m., my dark circles are just like this, I hereby declare