A domestic prostitute who was forcibly bought from King Yujiang.

"You guys move your things in first, then Grandma Zhang will bring a few people to help me choose a house..."

Zhao Guanren kicked the courtyard people away with a sullen face, and the women quickly moved their things into the courtyard. After a while, two more bad guys came and said: "Boss! Huamei is your slave, and I have no fault of yours."

If you can’t get out of the city, you must hide in the city!”

"You go check out a yellow horse and black carriage with a green curtain and different colored wheels on the left and right, heading south..."

Zhao Guanren took out the emperor's imperial edict. As a result, the two of them could not read it at all, but the brothel girl read it again in surprise. Then they excitedly congratulated each other and quickly ran out to mobilize all the bad guys in the city, as well as the Wuhou from all walks of life.

search.

"Master! Where do you keep this knife? Do you hang it up or carry it with you..."

A mature woman walked into the yard holding an old wooden box. There was a big word "demon" on the wooden box, and a circle of talismans sealed it in the middle. However, it was already covered with thick dust, and even the talisman seals were scratched.

It's cracked, but it can still be seen that it was sealed more than two hundred years ago.

"I'll go! Where did these damn eunuchs find these shabby antiques? I'm afraid..."

Zhao Guanren casually opened the wooden box, but before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly popped out. He snatched out the dusty black sheath Yanling knife, but when he pulled it out with a "crack", it was actually covered with copper rust and

Dirt, only the blade can be faintly seen to be blood red.

"Hey~ It stinks so bad. What kind of broken knife is this..."

The mature woman covered her nose and took half a step back, but Zhao Guanren was stunned and wiped the blade back and forth with his sleeve several times. Finally, a bloody blade was exposed, and he saw two very familiar words on the handle.

——Chiyue!

"Red Moon Demon Sword! Why are you here..."

Zhao Guanren suddenly raised his sword to the sky. With a flick of his wrist, the dirt on the sword suddenly spread out, and a touch of strange blood bloomed. The demon sword that had been sealed in dust for hundreds of years finally reappeared in the world, just like the legend.
Chapter completed!