Chapter 90
Tianxiang's top weapon was directly dyed black by Yan Qinghuang and carried behind his back. In ancient times, pure black oil-paper umbrellas were still very rare. Not to mention, Yan Qinghuang's Tianxiang exclusive weapon was made of top-level materials, with fan bones made of fine steel. The sword body is made of meteoric iron from the sky, and the umbrella surface is made of deep-sea red dragon skin. In this world, there will never be another umbrella sword that is exactly the same.

Pin the Tang Sect's weapon fan to his waist, hide all the hidden weapons, release the puppet, and at the same time dress the puppet with a handsome knight costume, Yan Qinghuang is done.

With this style and dress, Yan Qinghuang dared to bet that as long as she walked out of this room, the rate of returning her attention would definitely be [-]%, and it would be difficult not to attract people's attention.

Opening the door of the inn, Yan Qinghuang glanced at the number hanging next to the door, and then walked up the stairs to the lobby of the inn. After all, she is also a person who wants to learn her beliefs. There is absolutely no such thing as white prostitution. Naturally, it must be given.

The tall puppet followed Yan Qinghuang step by step.

In the hall, a group of people from all corners of the country were chatting, and the waiter ran back and forth to greet the guests. As soon as Yan Qinghuang appeared, he immediately became the focus of everyone in the inn.

Yan Qinghuang walked to the counter with the puppet, and said to the shopkeeper very politely: "Because of important business, I just borrowed the Tianzi No. [-] room for half a day without your store's permission. This is the room fee. Please forgive me for being unreasonable."

"Women are very polite. Women can come to our store and they can afford us." The shopkeeper put away the money in a hurry, and complimented Yan Qinghuang with a smile. People in the martial arts often do this kind of thing, even if they don't give money. There is nothing to do, it is better to have money than to have no money.

Yan Qinghuang knew at a glance that the shopkeeper was a shrewd person. This kind of person who has been a shopkeeper for more than ten years has a very vicious eye for seeing people.Although Yan Qinghuang's clothes were a bit weird, his demeanor was extraordinary.

Yan Qinghuang exchanged casual greetings with the shopkeeper, then turned and left the inn.

The martial arts practitioners in the inn definitely sent Yan Qinghuang out of the inn with their eyes, because Yan Qinghuang's outfit and the puppet behind him were too eye-catching.

The black umbrella on Yan Qinghuang's back and the fan pinned to his waist can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye to be made of high-quality materials.Especially the puppet following Yan Qinghuang, who looked like a real person, it was unbelievable.

"Senior brother, that little girl's dress was really weird just now, and the man behind her was as dumb as a dead man." A green jade girl said to her senior brother charmingly, blinking her big curious eyes.

"Junior Sister, please don't talk nonsense, the one just now is not a living person, but a puppet with exquisite workmanship." The girl's senior brother hastened to explain to her junior sister, lest her junior sister say any more shocking words.

"Ah? That's not a human being, but a puppet?" The girl stared at her senior brother with disbelief.

"Well, it's still a puppet made of refined iron."

"But, I have never seen such an exquisite puppet in the Mo family?" the girl asked in confusion.

"Okay, junior sister, we still have business to do, so it's better not to meddle in other people's business." The girl's senior brother had already revealed an expression of impatience, and the girl in green pouted, looking at her already impatient senior brother, He could only reluctantly close his mouth.

The discussion in the inn did not stop, the mysterious girl suddenly appeared, and the refined iron puppet that was exactly like a real person, such news spread from the inn in an instant.

After Yan Qinghuang left the city, he traveled all the way south, heading straight for the small village where Granny Wandu was hiding.After all, this is the real wish of the original owner, to settle the Wandu mother-in-law first and then talk about other things.

The full moon hangs high, the woods are rustling in the cool night wind, the dark clouds are flying fast, and the dust is flying everywhere they pass. Yan Qinghuang has a serious face and rushes to the small village. Can rush to Xiaonan Village where Granny Wandu lives.

Ears moved slightly, brows frowned slightly, Yan Qinghuang tightened the reins without hesitation to stop Wu Yun from moving forward.

Turning over and dismounting, Yan Qinghuang patted the horse's back, indicating to Wu Yun to find a place to hide, and flew forward to check it himself.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the sound of weapons colliding could be vaguely heard.Yan Qinghuang flew up and walked among the treetops, and soon Yan Qinghuang saw a group of people fighting.

Standing on top of a dense tree, Yan Qinghuang had a panoramic view of the group of people who were fighting.

Six corpses lay in disorder on the ground, and ten black-clothed men in night clothes were besieging a girl in purple.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and she held a long sword to resist the attack of the man in black. The girl's left arm was empty, and there was a severed arm on the ground not far away.

Although the girl was seriously injured and embarrassed, in order to survive, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and fight fiercely, her moves were directly at the lifeblood of the man in black.

While waving the long sword, it gave people the feeling of the Nine Heavens Xuannv descending to the mortal world, but at this time the Xuannv was extremely fierce and deadly.

Yan Qinghuang frowned. The purple-clothed girl looked young and looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, Yan Qinghuang's eyes lit up, and she probably guessed who the girl was.

Without continuing to wait and see, Yan Qinghuang jumped down directly, the tungsten steel fan pierced the night sky, and attacked the men in black with lightning speed, and the sharp fan bones directly cut the throat of one of the men in black.The man in black covered his neck with his hands, and blood gushed out crazily from his fingers.

Under the night sky, the bloodthirsty fan made of tungsten steel is like the scythe of death, harvesting the lives of the men in black, and each of the ten men in black was killed by a fan.

In just two breaths, all ten killers clutched their throats and died. The girl in purple stared blankly at Yan Qinghuang who was flying down.

Under the moonlight, Yan Qinghuang's glowing white skin was particularly conspicuous, especially when paired with a black dress. If it weren't for Yan Qinghuang's rosy complexion, people might be mistaken for a female ghost.

"Mu Yao, disciple of Xuanyue Palace, thank you for your help. I wonder if the girl can tell Mu Yao Gao's name and where he lives? In the future, Mu Yao can repay the girl for saving her life." Although Mu Yao was seriously injured, she still Standing up straight, holding the sword in his right hand, he bowed to Yan Qinghuang and said.

"My servant, Meng Wuchen, who lives in no fixed place and wanders around the world, so there is no need to repay. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave first." After speaking, Yan Qinghuang directly used the teleportation method, and took the severed arm on the ground into his hand.

"Well," Mu Yao nodded, and didn't care about Yan Qinghuang's behavior. It was just a broken arm. Although I don't know what the benefactor wanted for the broken arm, it didn't matter. The important thing was that she was saved.

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