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Chapter 271 Trapped Beast

"Ok, Ok……"

Tao Yunjiang was not sure what his grandfather meant now, so he had to give in for now.

But she soon noticed the words "little sweetheart" that Tao Yan just said.

"This... what kind of good-looking little girl... he is not..."

The girl blushed instantly and was a little incoherent.

"No? If not, then I can tell this kid to get lost?"

Tao Yan looked at her with a half-smile.

This girl just likes to be arrogant. I'm not saying that being arrogant is bad, but sometimes people who are arrogant will suffer.

She won't be so harsh after she suffers a loss.

Does An have any reason not to eat the fat meat that is brought to his mouth?

"No."

Tao Yunjiang lowered his head, stepped forward and silently grabbed Fang Weihan's arm.

She now realized that this grandpa was deliberately scaring her. It seemed that he and Fang Weihan should get along well.

The girl pouted.

Of course she wasn't very afraid of her grandfather. After all, she had grown up with Tao Yan and was not the kind of extremely strict person.

At this time in the past, the girl would definitely push back.

But now Tao Yunjiang is asking for something from Tao Yan, so she doesn't dare to do it.

She rarely became quiet, but held Fang Weihan's arm tightly to express her attitude.

Fang Weihan: "..."

He could feel Tao Yan's half-smiling eyes turning on him, and his scalp felt a little numb.

Fang Weihan understood what Tao Yan meant.

Look, my granddaughter doesn’t even have the temper to talk back to me because of you. Isn’t this ten thousand times better than the eldest lady of the Xie family? Isn’t she worthy of the position of a princess?

...The second half of this sentence was added by Fang Weihan himself.

"Okay, okay, now that Yun Jiang is here too, let's set off?"

Fang Weihan said seriously.

He didn't look at anyone, just looked at the air directly in front of him.

One of these two people is my sister-in-law and the other is an old man. I can't afford to offend them.

At this time, Fang Weihan felt that pretending to be stupid was the best solution.

"Let's go, let's go."

Tao Yan turned over and got on the old brown horse he had brought, and tugged on the reins.

"I've been wandering around for a long time, and I'm already hungry. I have to run ten miles with you to get food. Alas..."

The old general felt quite sorry for himself.

"Who told you to be like this..."

Tao Yunjiang blurted out.

Then under Tao Yan's gaze, she swallowed back the next half of the sentence.

"how do I?"

Tao Yan glanced at her and asked.

Tao Yunjiang originally wanted to say who asked you to come out so early.

But when the words came to his lips, he changed his tune.

"Who makes grandpa's cultivation level so high? Monks with high martial arts cultivation level are prone to hunger."

The girl smiled very sweetly.

"Well, you're right."

Tao Yan smiled with satisfaction.

He glared at Fang Weihan again and pursed his lips at him.

Fang Weihan: "..."

Why haven't you noticed it yet, little master? Is your grandpa obviously teasing you on purpose?

He held his forehead and sighed, having a new understanding of Jiang Jiang's innocence.

But this is his own fault. If it weren't for himself, Tao Yunjiang wouldn't have made such a concession.

"Let's go, let's go, the restaurant will be over in a while."

Fang Weihan hurriedly interrupted the conversation between the two, got on his horse, and walked to the front.

"Let's go? What are you doing standing still?"

Tao Yan glared at Tao Yunjiang again.

My granddaughter really has all her thoughts written on her face, it's really easy to guess.

In other words, Fang Weihan's character is barely passable, otherwise he might be bullied to death.

"Oh……"

The girl pursed her lips and followed him reluctantly on horseback.

The three of them walked out of Shuangqiao Gate together and ran south quickly.

From the outer city to Guocheng, and then to the endless green fields.

It was extremely quiet outside the South Gate of Changming today, and not a single person could be seen on the Changguan Road that stretched all the way to the horizon.

The noisy chirping of insects mixed with the harsh sunlight was like the sharpest weapon in the hot summer.

Fang Weihan tightened his grip on the reins, reduced his speed by a quarter, and entered a state of alert.

When they were outside the coverage area of ​​Guocheng, Tao Yunjiang accelerated silently, maintaining a parallel position with Fang Weihan.

The assassination will come at any time, and you must get closer to him, and then get closer.

Since he didn't know what path the sixth-level monk had, Tao Yunjiang had to be fully prepared.

The girl's little hands tightly pressed the hilt of the Qicang sword at her waist, focusing all her energy on her five senses.

Fang Weihan noticed Tao Yunjiang's little movements and felt warm in his heart.

"It's fine."

He whispered to the girl, his voice faintly heard in the rapid and loud sound of horse hooves.

"I promised you, remember?"

"Ah."

Tao Yun's pink lips moved slightly, but in the end he only said one word.

At such a critical moment, the girl did not want to say more.

The palm of her hand holding the Qicang Sword was covered with fine sweat, and even the handle of the sword that touched her palm was a little slippery.

Tao Yunjiang was nervous.

But girls were never like this.

Outside Huanhua Building, it was obviously a critical moment of life and death, and she even had the time to laugh loudly with Fang Weihan.

The Mingwu genius girl who is rare to find in a thousand years is rarely nervous. Rather, nothing can make her nervous.

...Except for Fang Weihan's safety.

He was only in the fifth-level realm now. If a sixth-level monk really showed up and wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to stop it on his own.

The good apprentice told her not to worry, and she believed in his plan.

But...what if?

Tao Yunjiang's heart was filled with fear and uneasiness.

The hustle and bustle of that night was always bright, and Fang Weihan's pale and confused expression was constantly gnawing at the girl's heart.

The girl held the Qicang Sword harder, and the sword shone slightly.

She blamed all of this on her lack of cultivation.

If his cultivation had been higher that day, he might have been able to stop that sword with his stronger blood control ability.

If my cultivation level were higher now, I wouldn't be worried all the time, and I wouldn't have to rely on my grandfather's strength.

Tao Yunjiang always stubbornly believed that he did not practice hard enough.

Even though the nineteen-year-old Ming Wu Rank 5 was unparalleled in the world, there was no one in the world who could defeat the Emperor Ming's Sword Sutra with his own sword technique.

She took a deep breath, ignored the dry feeling in her eyes, maximized her warrior energy, and continued to watch the surroundings vigilantly.

Tao Yan followed the two of them with a calm expression, and from time to time he would look at the scenery of Changming suburbs on both sides of the official road.

It seems that the old general really came to have a meal on the outing.

He didn't panic, and Fang Weihan naturally didn't panic either. Tao Yan is just one of them, after all, he still has a trump card.

There were still three miles away from Shili Village. Fang Weihan narrowed his eyes, pulled the reins, and slowly reduced the speed.

He stared closely at the end of the official road on the horizon.

On the deserted official road, a two-horse carriage drove towards him.

The distance between the carriage and them quickly shortened. The coachman was wearing a bamboo hat and his face could not be seen clearly.

Fang Weihan took a deep breath to calm his suddenly accelerated heartbeat.

He didn't feel any aura of cultivation from the coachman.

Fang Weihan started to ask Yun Shu.

"Yun Shu? What kind of cultivation level does this person have?"

"I can't tell. He is just like an ordinary person who has never practiced spiritual practice."

Yun Shu's tone was a little solemn.

"Either he has a high-level shielding weapon, or his cultivation level is higher than yours."

Fang Weihan frowned.

"Is there a possibility..."

"No."

Yun Shu said simply.

"You should also know very well in your heart that this person cannot be a mortal. He is here for you."

"Get ready, he's coming."

In my mind, the girl's ethereal voice completely disappeared, as if she suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea.

After a moment of silence, Fang Weihan raised his hand, reined in his horse and stopped in place.

The three of them dismounted one after another, led the horses to the side of the official road and stood there.

Tao Yunjiang stood in front of him, blocking between him and the carriage.

"What's wrong, Weihan? Why don't you leave all of a sudden?" Tao Yan asked curiously.

Fang Weihan: "..."

The old man still hasn't forgotten about pretending to be stupid.

"Let this car pass. The official road is too narrow for us to drive side by side."

He tugged on Tao Yunchang's arm and pulled her away from him and to his side.

"I……"

The girl looked at him anxiously, wanting to say something else.

Fang Weihan shook his head gently.

He moved closer to Tao Yan, just like the old general's little follower.

Tao Yunjiang gritted his teeth and had to give up his next move.

The speed of a good horse can reach hundreds of miles in an hour, and the speed of an enhanced horse is even faster than this speed.

From the moment they could see the carriage, within a short period of time, the carriage rushed less than ten meters in front of them.

The sound of horse hooves is as dull as thunder, shaking Fang Weihan's eardrums from far to near.

Closer, closer.

He could already see half of the coachman's face that was not covered by the bamboo hat.

He was unshaven, probably from having been shaved casually. There is a small oval-shaped scar on the side of the face, somewhat like a scratch from a streamer.

He might be a charlatan, a dangerous person, or a professional killer.

Fang Weihan quietly tensed his muscles and hid behind Tao Yan if things went wrong.

The carriage was still traveling on the official road, and the horse's head was already at the same level as Tao Yunjiang, who was standing most forward among the three.

The driver seemed to have noticed the three of them avoiding him and thanked him loudly:

"Thank you three..."

His voice was very embarrassed, but also a little grateful.

It was as if he were really a passing driver.

Fang Weihan still wasn't careless at all. On the contrary, he held his breath and concentrated, exerting the effect of adrenaline to its maximum, and focusing even more.

The horse's head passed over Tao Yunjiang, followed by the horse's body, then the horse's tail...

Finally, there is the position of the car body where the driver sits.

When the car passed by Tao Yunjiang, something unexpected happened suddenly!

"boom!"

The huge explosion of blood energy was like the explosion of a bomb, overturning the entire carriage and shattering the entire carriage. The roof of the carriage was lifted tens of meters into the air by the shock wave.

The white-gray powder scattered all over the sky like a storm. The horse pulling the cart lost the pulling force behind it and was caught off guard. It rolled forward and rolled to the ground.

The horses of Fang Weihan and the others were also frightened and fled in all directions.

"It's lime powder!"

This thought flashed through Fang Weihan's mind.

The load of lime powder suddenly exploded, and it was almost impossible to see anything within a circular area of ​​several meters.

His vision was now covered with white powder, and he couldn't even see Tao Yunjiang and Tao Yan beside him.

Never let lime fall into your eyes.

He closed his eyes and subconsciously drew out his Lumen Sword to block.

Is this actually such a method of attack?

This development was somewhat unexpected, but Fang Weihan had already made arrangements.

"Ow!"

The loud cry of the phoenix penetrated the sky and the earth, and the sound of the holy beast that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks set off a powerful airflow storm, bringing the biting cold air from the nine heavens to hit the lime-filled ground.

The lime powder disappeared like drifting clouds, and ice-blue birds of prey soared in the sky, with dazzling sunlight billowing on their smooth feathers.

It's Yumo.

Fang Weihan arranged for it to be on guard in the sky, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Holy beasts are psychic. They know what to do when situations like this require adaptability.

The lime powder dispersed, and the scene beside him came into view.

Tao Yan disappeared from his left side at some point and moved to his right side.

The old general's hair and beard were covered with a thin layer of lime, dyeing his already gray hair even paler.

This lime can block the sight, but it cannot stop the Qi of Mingwu Rank 6 powerhouse.

He stood in front of Tao Yunjiang, holding a majestic dark golden sword in his right hand, with a stick-shaped black iron on the sword's edge.

That seems to be...a mace?

Fang Weihan is not sure.

Tao Yan shouted loudly, and pieces of bloody armor floated on the surface of his gray robe, and the majestic killing pressure surged like a huge wave.

The dark golden sword was suddenly pushed forward, sending the mace and its owner flying backwards.

"Mace? Who are you?"

Tao Yan narrowed his eyes and held the dark golden sword in his hand, calm and majestic, like a majestic lion king.

This is the marshal of Changyuan, the guard of Jiubian, and the pillar of the empire. Just standing there gave him an unspeakable fear, like looking directly at a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Only then did Fang Weihan realize that Tao Yan obviously had a good attitude towards him from the beginning.

"Tao Gong?!"

The coachman's bamboo hat was knocked off during the confrontation just now, revealing a face that has experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Dark and tired, the hair that has not been taken care of for a long time is extremely dirty. But this could not hide his heroic face, which was filled with hatred and helplessness like a knife and an axe.

Chen Yuxian was shocked.

He never expected it. The old man following Fang Weihan was not a janitor at all, but the famous Imperial Army God Tao Yan!

Chen Yuxian reacted quickly after a brief moment of shock and regret.

There is a high probability that he can't beat Tao Yan, and he doesn't want to fight him. The plan must change.

His figure instantly disappeared from the spot, rushing towards the green crop fields beside him like an arrow from a string.

A few seconds after Chen Yu rushed out first, Tao Yan seemed to have just realized what he was doing, and he chased after him with his long sword in hand.

"Crack!"

Chen Yu first trampled down countless crops.

He moved nimbly through the crop fields that were as tall as a person, trying not to reveal his traces while maintaining a high speed.

He is a master-level hunter, and he naturally knows how to avoid hunters.

Chen Yuxian kept popping up a burst of blood while running, erasing the traces of his progress and creating an illusion.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

He could already hear the roar of the Ming River ahead.

There is spiritual pressure in the river, and the monk's spiritual power cannot be used at all. As long as he can jump into the open river, he will be safe.

Chen Yuxian hurriedly raised his blood energy, and his already extremely fast speed surged again.

He rushed out of the crop field and came to the tidal flat of Ming River. The view ahead suddenly became clear.

The distance between him and the big river was only a few dozen meters.

Just when Chen Yuxian breathed a sigh of relief, a black shadow on the horizon suddenly enlarged, accompanied by the shrill howling of the wind.

Chen Yuxian's pupils shrank suddenly, he rolled back as fast as he could, and stretched a distance of ten meters in embarrassment.

"Oh!"

The black shadow hit the river bank and the beach heavily, and the dust in the sky was stirred up and then fell down one after another.

Chen Yuxian's mouth was full of sand.

"Pooh!"

He spat out saliva mixed with bitter sand and wiped his mouth vigorously.

Chen Yu first looked forward, and the river in front of him was no longer visible.

The black shadow just now turned out to be a thick black iron plate!

It was deeply embedded in the ground, revealing a foot high above the ground, blocking his view of Minghe.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Dozens of iron plates fell from the sky, and the cold metal covered the sky and the sun, like a steel rain.

A cast-iron Great Wall rises from the ground, spanning the final path of Chen Yuxian's life.

His figure was as small as an ant in front of the Great Steel Wall.

Chen Yuxian raised his iron mace and looked directly above the iron plate as if facing a formidable enemy.

An old man with white hair and a boyish face was suspended on the iron plate, holding a wat plate in his hand and looking at him indifferently.

"Shi Dangliu..."

He squeezed out three words from between his teeth, and his whole body felt cold.

"Yuxian, it is indeed you."

A voice he could never forget in his dreams sounded beside him.

Chen Yuxian suddenly turned around.

Xiao Fuwei, the commander of Xuanzhong Guards, held Yan Ling's long sword with complicated eyes.

"Chen Yuxian? It turns out it's you..."

Tao Yan walked out of the crop field and stared at him coldly.

"Pfft..."

The sound of people walking on the sand sounded from Chen Yuxian's right side.

A man in black robe wearing a bronze mask slowly walked over and slowly drew out the sword from his waist.

"Shh!"

The slender and mysterious long sword is like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and the tip of the sword is pointed at the cornered beast.

As the leader of Yongzhou of the Vulcan Cult, Chen Yuxian recognized this person.

"Yi Yin..."

Chen Yu first spit out the name of this person.

He laughed miserably.

The crops were blown by the wind and rustled, outlining the eerie dead calm.

"Four six turns...you damn well look up to me..."

(End of this chapter)