Ji Yuze's headless corpse was still there on the ground, surrounded by a group of ferocious cavalrymen.

Li Yi squatted down and looked at the jade pendant on the waist of the corpse, and said nothing for a long time.

"We must act quickly, otherwise it will arouse public grievances."

A man came over and whispered in his ear.

Li Yi came back to his senses and said, "Pack up the body and we will return to the capital."

His men are all elite soldiers in a hundred battles, so they acted very quickly. After ordering, they only took a cup of tea to handle the things that needed to be processed on the long street.

The people who died in Kaiyang Martial Arts Hall are not their business, and there will be people from the government office to clean the floor.

"It's going to change..."

Li Yi rode on the horse and remembered Wang Yu, "I hope you can keep going strong, otherwise, many people will die."

...

In the 12th year of Gande in the Great Zhou Dynasty, when the Ghost Gate of the Zhongyuan Festival opened, huge waves were stirred up in the world.

The name that people who had forgotten for more than ten years was brought up again.

Three swords Chen Emperor, Chen Jian Picture.

This time the protagonist is no longer him, but his apprentice Wang Yu.

In the battle of Yangzhou City, at least half of the famous martial arts masters in the south of the Great Zhou Dynasty died, including the semi-retired martial arts seniors such as the Thunder Palm, were beaten to death by Wang Yu.

Therefore, he also added a new nickname, Buddha-faced Demon Heart.

Many storytellers who specialize in telling stories about the world, under the guidance of those who are interested, described Wang Yu as a monk who returns to the world who does everything he wants.

Even Chen Jiantu's reputation became bad. He said that he had no eyes and taught a scum in the world.

And in a place where ordinary people cannot reach it, another news appeared. His Highness of the Qin King of Great Zhou offered a reward for the world that anyone who could take down Wang Yu's head could visit his Wanbao Tower and select ten treasures.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was in full swing. No matter what the righteous way, the demons began to investigate all the news about Wang Yu, preparing to seize the initiative before others succeeded.

If you can't beat it head-on, can't you use other means? There are not too many methods to poison and assassinate.

Dazhou River East Road, in a small county town.

Ji Yushang heard the storyteller's spitting everywhere, and couldn't help but sigh: "This Wang Yu is really brave. My cheap cousin killed him as soon as he says he wants to kill him. Now the court has issued a document of captive arrest. As long as he can report his news, he can get a reward of fifty taels of gold. Not to mention my uncle's Wanbao Tower, ten treasures, I am all moved."

Chen Dachui was a little sad, and sat on the steps by the roadside with a sigh, holding the reins in his hand, and the skinny red horse stood beside him, rubbing his head gently.

"Hey, Lao Chen, what's wrong with you? Then Wang Yu has nothing to do with us, just watch the fun."

Ji Yushang rubbed her belly and sat beside him and said, "We have been out for so long, when will it be the end?"

"The master said you must leave for a year, and you will be counting wherever you go, and then you are walking back." Chen Dachui said weakly: "Aren't I worried about my apprentice? I don't know how he is."

"What can happen to your broken place? It's all trivial matters. When I return to the palace, I will help you take him over."

Ji Yushang didn't care at all, and turned around and shouted at the middle-aged man who was still talking about books, "Where is Wang Yu now? Does anyone know?"

"Haha, you may not be able to answer the answer when you ask others, but I happened to receive the news yesterday and learned where he appeared recently."

The storyteller smiled mysteriously, picked up the folding fan and slapped it gently, but he just didn't say anything.

There were also a few people from the martial arts world who were listening to the story. They were so anxious that they heard this. But this old boy liked to deliberately swear his appetite. He was furious and took out the broken silver from his arms and threw it over.

"Speak quickly!"

The storyteller received money without any trace, cleared his throat and said, "Wang Yu, now he has left Huainan Road and is already in Henan Road. I heard that many people on the road wanted to assassinate him, but they were all killed."

Ji Yushang was shocked, "Henan Road? Then we might encounter each other?"

Chen Dachui suddenly looked up and said, "Young Master, let's get on the road quickly and go to Henan Road."

"Well? Do you really want to see him? It's not your apprentice. Don't worry, go eat something first and then let's get on the way."

"It's almost dark, and if you don't leave, you won't have time to rush!"

Chen Dachui lifted his collar, threw it on the horse's back, and led the red horse to the entrance of the town.

Ji Yushang looked at the rising sun with silence.

...

"Senior brother, is it really useful for you?"

Outside Lingjiang City, Henan Road, Chen Anzhi looked at Wang Yu facing the water, tidied up his wig, and asked with some doubt.

"Of course it's useful. This is my senior brother. I spent 80 taels of silver to buy it. It uses the store's ancestral bonding method. As long as it is carried on the head, it will not fall off without pulling it hard."

Wang Yu adjusted the last angle and smiled with satisfaction.

The three of them walked along the way, but at first they didn't care, but more and more people were in trouble. Wang Yu killed a group of them and found that it didn't work at all. Those people were red and were not afraid of death.

In desperation, he could only cover his head.

"Let's go into the city quickly, your stomach is starved to death." Jiang Yun sat in front of the carriage and shouted at the stream.

The three of them set off again. This horse was so docile that he was chosen by Chen An, so Jiang Yun was very precious and couldn't bear to beat him hard.

Before noon, they entered the city, stored the carriage in the carriage, and went to the restaurant to eat.

On the way, they saw the most swords and swords of the world. They held a portrait in their hands and shot pedestrians on the street from time to time, their eyes like wolves.

"It's really a big trouble."

Jiang Yun sighed, and suddenly saw a bald man walking in front of him. The whole street suddenly became quiet. The rangers looked like wolves who smelled meat. They turned their eyes all the time.

As the man walked, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Why were everyone on the street staring at him?

"What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone bald!"

He shouted viciously, touching his head and trying to leave.

As a result, after a few steps, a person suddenly rushed out from the side and pressed him to the ground, "Hahaha, I've grabbed it, I've grabbed the Buddha-faced Demon Heart King Yu, I'm going to develop!"

Before he could get excited, another person rushed over, two, three, four...

Until people piled up into a hill, the bald head at the bottom was rolled up.

Wang Yu scratched his face and was suddenly very glad that he had a wig. Otherwise, facing such enthusiastic guys, just thinking about it would make people get goose bumps.

"Let's go and eat."

After he hurriedly left with the two, a young man with a cold and hard face by the road stood up silently, put down a few copper coins on the tea table, and followed.
Chapter completed!