After taking a closer look at the old man, he couldn't feel any energy flowing around him. Xu Fengnian walked over quietly with a joking attitude.
He patted the other party's shoulder and smiled: "Brother, are you here to steal books too? Let me tell you, don't look at it. How many more books can you get?"
The old man ignored it and flipped through the book very quickly. In the silence of the attic, he could hear him turning the pages.
"The right way is to find some and take them away." Xu Fengnian whispered: "Have you heard of Murong Tonghuang? The Murong Tonghuang of 'Yijian Huangtian' can break through three thousand knights with a snap of his finger. His martial arts is as high as a three-story building." , he stayed in Tingchao Pavilion. By the way, he also has a sister, who is pretty, but unfortunately has a bad temper. You still have a way to survive if you offend Murong Tonghuang, but if you offend Murong Wuzhu, tsk Tsk tsk, I’m going to be hung up and beaten to death..."
The old man finally raised his head, cast a cross-eyed glance at His Highness, and pointed behind Xu Fengnian with his withered fingers.
Just as Xu Fengnian was about to speak, a chill suddenly ran down his spine and went straight to the top of his head. Turning around, he saw Murong Wuzhu, dressed in white, like an elf.
The corner of Xu Fengnian's mouth twitched. Fortunately, after traveling six thousand miles, he had developed a thick skin: "Hey, sister Wuzhu, when did you show up and startled me. I have something urgent to tell Brother Tonghuang. I'm leaving……"
After that, he was about to leave.
Murong Wuzhu did not stop him, but Xu Fengnian passed by him and was kicked by her with her embroidered shoe.
His Royal Highness immediately felt evil in his heart and anger in his guts.
——Running faster.
If it were any other beautiful girl, the biggest dandy in Beiliang would have spread her ass and let her know why the flowers are so red.
But the person in front of me really didn’t dare.
It's okay to have a big backer, but this girl's martial arts skills are still very high. The white-haired old man said that third-level masters and second-level combat power are not something he, a fledgling who has just learned martial arts, can deal with.
Murong Wuzhu bowed to the old man in sheepskin fur and said respectfully: "Mr. Li, our Tonghuang invites you to go boating and have a drink."
"Murong Tonghuang? Is that the kid who showed off his sword aura on the lake some time ago?" The old man in sheepskin fur narrowed his eyes and scratched his ears.
Murong Wuzhu nodded.
"I am also a little curious about him, so I will lead the way."
…
The water on the lake was surging, and a small boat was floating on the river.
Yu Liancheng was sitting cross-legged in the boat, the fire was rising in the cabin, wine was boiling on the stove, and a mellow and rich smell of wine spread throughout the cabin.
Xu Fengnian had already arrived on the boat, and her nose twitched. She had never smelled such fragrant wine before, and she actually felt a sense of ecstasy. There was also a strange taste spreading from the bottom of her heart. She couldn't explain it.
He was about to ask Yu Liancheng for a drink, but Yu Liancheng said: "This wine is not for a kid like you to drink. What do you want to do with me? Just tell me."
"Stingy." Xu Fengnian muttered with a smile, and then said: "The imperial court has shown signs of taking action against Huishan. This time it seems that the person in charge is an underappreciated prince named Zhao Kai. He is also accompanied by Han Diao Si and Yang Taisui."
When talking about the two names "Han Diao Temple" and "Yang Tai Sui", Xu Fengnian's tone seemed to be mixed with an unforgettable hatred that could not be washed away even by pouring water from the three rivers and five lakes.
"It's finally time to take action." Yu Liancheng stretched out and said, "That's good. I'll just listen to Chaoting's collection of books and read about them. It's almost time to leave."
He was not surprised at all by the court's actions.
First, on the Guangling River, he killed Prince Guangling and his son, Chi Guoguo challenged the majesty of the Liyang Dynasty. The second is that he now appears in Beiliang and enters and exits the Beiliang Prince's Mansion. The imperial court neither wants Beiliang to be dying, nor does it want it to be too strong.
Xu Fengnian said: "Didn't you say that if you don't enter Zhixuan, you won't leave the palace?"
Yu Liancheng looked up and saw a small boat speeding towards from far away. He said lightly: "Today I enter Zhixuan."
Another boat pushed away the waves, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to the boat where Yu Liancheng was. There were four people in the boat, except for the man driving the boat, namely Murong Wuzhu and the old man Sheepskin Fur.
Yu Liancheng's eyes fell on the sheepskin fur old man who was picking his nose, he cupped his hands, smiled slightly and said: "Junior Emperor Murong Tong, I have met my senior."
Xu Fengnian looked at the plain-looking old man in sheepskin fur in surprise. This kid Murong seemed approachable, but in fact he was more arrogant than anyone else.
Who is this old man? How could he have such great grandeur?
The old man in sheepskin fur also looked Yu Liancheng up and down, and nodded: "Yes, he has the style of my youth."
Xu Fengnian laughed.
What a disservice to say.
This old man in sheepskin fur has a broken arm, short stature, skinny bones, cross-eyed, and likes to pick his nose and earwax. He looks wretched and has no mastery at all. I'm afraid he wasn't much better when he was young.
The old man in sheepskin fur seemed to have seen through Xu Fengnian's thoughts, and his hoarse voice sounded: "Boy, my demeanor when I was young is beyond what a young man like you can imagine. There are countless heroines who have been waiting for me all their lives. All the masters in the world are like this. It’s an honor to be taught one or two moves by me.”
Xu Fengnian nodded in agreement: "You're right, the boy is superficial." His words were good, but they sounded a bit sinister.
"Why did Xu Xiao, the human slaughterer, give birth to a son like you?"
The old man rolled his eyes, then looked at Yu Liancheng, touched his chin and clicked his tongue.
"Tsk, tsk, young people are very eager to fight. When I was traveling in the world, I often met people like you. My hands were itchy when I saw the masters. Well, I was similar before. Later, I competed with too many masters. There are too many masters who have defeated him, so this kind of mentality has faded away."
Seeing the stinking look of the old man in sheepskin fur, Yu Liancheng chuckled and said, "Then you lost to Wang Xianzhi."
The old man was speechless for a moment, and then became angry: "You know what, I'm just trying to help the younger generation."
Yuliancheng said: "Then when I discussed Tao Qi Xuan frame, my mood was in chaos and my realm fell again."
The old man in sheepskin fur became even more angry and even plucked out two strands of his beard: "That's Qi Xuanzhuan's sophistry. He said that the one who conquers others is powerful, and the one who conquers himself is the right one. The cowhide blows are loud enough. All my skills lie in the sword." I'm too lazy to argue with him."
Yu Liancheng said: "In the end, I exchanged arms with an old man who was eating a sword. I won't win even if I'm not defeated. From then on, my level plummeted thousands of miles."
The old man in sheepskin fur was repeatedly poked at the painful spot, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I finally figured it out. You are provocative today. You are just here to force me to use my sword, and I will grant you your favor."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Although I want to compete with the old senior, I still want to treat the old senior to a drink first." After that, he pointed to the wine on the stove.
"Wait until I get angry."
"I'm afraid that if I can't let out this bad breath, I may have to hold it in even more."
