"The Ninth-level Open Monument, why are there strong people who have the Ninth-level Open Monument here!" One of the killers in black said in shock.
"Go, go quickly!"
The difficulty of martial arts is as difficult as reaching the sky.
The more you practice, the more you can feel that the martial arts is as long and true as iron, and you practice step by step without sparing any effort.
Every realm needs to be polished repeatedly, and every breakthrough requires accumulation over time before success can be achieved.
After the seventh level of the monument is opened, each level is different from the other.
To open a monument means to open a mountain and erect a monument, or to establish a sect. There are some seventh-level Kaibeimen in the world who have become gang leaders, and some strong men of the ninth-level Kaibeimen are like the heads of peerless sects in the north. For example, the leader of the Broken Blade Sect is a ninth-level Kaibeimen. On top of that, the mountain master of Cangshan Mountain is only half a step away from the tenth-grade grandmaster.
Facing the strong man who opened the ninth level of the monument, the black-clothed killer had already had the idea of escape. They all know how terrifying it is to face a cultivator of the ninth grade of the Open Monument. The gap here cannot be bridged by the number of people.
Simply put, no matter how much you come, it’s all in vain.
"Run!" Someone shouted.
The killer in black quickly retreated and disappeared into the night.
Yu Zhi did not pursue, and neither did Lao Huang, allowing the other party to escape.
The murderous intention came suddenly and went away quickly!
In just a few breaths, the black-clothed killer was frightened away by the great cultivator of the ninth level of the Monument. At the same time, the battle between Ye Qinghuan and Po Meng on the roof also ended.
A corpse fell on the open space outside the inn. If you look closely, you can see a very fine wound on the throat of the corpse. This person is none other than Po Meng, who has completely lost her life.
In the room, Yu Zhi hugged Li Wantong tightly. During the warm moment, the girl's frightened screams could be heard in his ears.
It wasn't until Li Wantong felt a little calmer in his arms that Yu Zhi let go of him and said again: "Tong'er, I'm here and I won't let anything happen to you."
I don't know when, Li Wantong's eyes were wet with tears. If he blinked, he would look like pear blossoms with rain again.
"What about you, are you injured?" Li Wantong asked. At the moment of life and death, she vaguely saw Yu Zhi's flying figure.
Yu Zhi shook his head and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me. If I don't, my Tong'er will cry."
Li Wantong did not refute, but said seriously and without doubt: "Listen, you must protect yourself."
"Of course. I want to spend the rest of my life with Tong'er." Yu Zhi gently stroked Li Wantong's back, and a soft infuriating energy entered the other person's body. "Tong'er, have a good sleep tonight."
As Yu Zhi's voice fell, Li Wantong's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep without realizing it.
It was already midnight, and this midnight experience was really uneasy. Even Yu Zhi felt a little tired, let alone Li Wantong.
The soft infuriating energy soothed Li Wantong's nervous nerves, allowing her to fall asleep slowly. As for the girl on the other side, she is not treated so well.
"Ah ah ah, get away, don't hurt my young lady!" The girl kept shouting, closing her eyes and waving the knife in her hand randomly.
Yu Zhi put his hands on his waist and kicked the girl helplessly, "Hey, it's okay. You should also take a good rest."
By the time the girl reacted, Yu Zhi had already left, and only she and Li Wantong were left in the room, as if nothing had happened.
Returning to the hall, Yu Zhi's expression changed, his brows furrowed, and a violent aura came from him.
Ye Qinghuan has also returned to the hall. Looking at the mess in the hall, he knows how fierce the battle here is.
"Wan Tong has gone to bed, and we need to be vigilant tonight. Qing Huan, Wang Dafu, please stay safe," Yu Zhi said.
Wang Dafu, who had never contributed anything before, naturally nodded.
Ye Qinghuan grew up with Yu Zhi and knew Yu Zhi even more. The battle just now almost injured Li Wantong, and now he understood how angry Yu Zhi was in his heart.
On weekdays, Yu Zhi muddles along, and when someone scolds him as "the shame of asking," he just takes it in his face. He rarely gets angry. In his own words, anger hurts the body, and I still want to live for a few more years.
But today, Ye Qinghuan clearly felt that all the little anger in Yu Zhi's body was released.
Ye Qinghuan glanced at the room downstairs and thought, he really cares about that woman.
Yu Zhi glanced at Lao Huang, who was a little bored, and continued: "I'm going out for a while."
As soon as he reached the door of the hall, Yu Zhi seemed to remember something and turned to look at the guest room on the second floor. He didn't say much. If the other party had evil intentions, the great cultivator of the ninth level of the Monument would be enough to take care of everyone without using any conspiracy.
After thinking about it, Yu Zhi left with peace of mind. In the face of powerful force, any conspiracy and conspiracy are futile.
After walking out of the inn, Yu Zhi glanced at the surrounding mountains and forests. After thinking carefully, he quickly locked in a direction and disappeared into the layers of white snow.
...
In the room on the second floor of the inn, Xiao Jingyao and others kept aloof from the incident until finally, at Yu Zhi's request, they came to the rescue.
"Sir, Yu Zhi has left the inn." Yan Zimu said.
Yan Zimu was similar in age to Prince Xiao Jingyao, and a few years older than Yu Zhi and others. He had studied at Qiuzhi Academy when he was young, and he was also a prominent figure in the Kyoto of Great Chu at that time. Then he stood out in the Qingyun Examination and became the commander of the bodyguards of the current Prince's East Palace, protecting the safety of the East Palace.
Xiao Jingyao asked in confusion: "What is he going to do when he leaves the inn at this time?"
Yan Zimu immediately replied: "This person behaves quite strangely and does not act according to common sense. Do you want my subordinates to go and investigate?"
Xiao Jingyao shook his head, "It doesn't have to be like this. If you follow and test me at this time, it will arouse the other party's resentment. Yu Zhi allows me to wait here, which also shows his goodwill."
Seeing Yan Zimu's hesitant look, Xiao Jingyao chuckled and said, "Zimu, you and I have known each other for many years. If you have any questions, just ask."
Yan Zimu then slowly spoke: "Young Master, if you come to rescue me this time, your whereabouts will be easily exposed. If you attract the attention of the Three Emperors...the Third Young Master, the Young Master's situation will undoubtedly be more dangerous."
"Furthermore, we don't know this Yu Zhi as a person. I believe that this person has a reputation for asking questions. It's not groundless, and he is definitely not a kind person. Young Master, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst!" "
After listening to Yan Zimu's words, Xiao Jingyao was neither upset nor angry. He never objected to the different voices of his subordinates, just like he never objected to disputes between several ministers in the court.
If the court hall is really harmonious and peaceful, then it is really time to close your eyes and listen. Da Chu is in danger!
He poured a cup of tea, motioned Yan Zimu to sit down, and then said, "What kind of person is Yu Zhi? Wan'er can answer you on this point."
Wan'er, who was waiting nearby, understood and said, "Master Yan."
Wan'er, who has been following the prince, naturally does not need to be so respectful to Yan Zimu. But Wan'er still treated Yan Zimu respectfully, without the arrogance of being favored.
As a close confidant of Xiao Jingyao, Yan Zimu knew to some extent the ambiguous relationship between the prince and the maid, and sighed in his heart. She is well-educated, sensible, neither humble nor arrogant. This is the woman that His Highness likes.
"Miss Wan'er, please clear up the confusion." Yan Zimu was equally respectful.
In the imperial city, having more friends may mean one more life.
