Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Why...why does he only have five thousand taels of silver?"

Shan Yue looked at the banknote in his hand and wanted to scold his mother, but because of that terrifying aura, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"I will bid ten thousand taels for a complete book, but not for the fragments." Shen Yian folded the rag into a small square.

Shan Yue opened his mouth slightly, as if for this reason, he felt as if he had fallen into Shen Yian's pit.

"Now that we've talked about it, can you tell me your name? Let's make friends." Shan Yue said, showing his big white teeth.

Having known people for many years, he could tell that this mysterious young man had a good character. He traveled around the world, not to fight or kill, but to be human and worldly. He had many friends and many paths, and everyone could take care of him when something happened.

"Ye Beian." Shen Yian did not refuse and told him the pseudonym he used when traveling in the world.

The Beiwu Alliance is the top force in the northern martial arts world, and its disciples are all over the major cities in the north. There is no harm in being friendly with them. If the barbarians attack in the future, this will be a powerful force to resist the barbarians.

"Shan Yue." Shan Yue held his hand.

Ye Beian? This name sounds more familiar, familiar, but I can't remember who the other person is, which is strange.

"Leader Shan."

"Ahem, you're welcome, you're welcome."

Shan Yue put the book away and winked: "Are you really not going to buy such a good single book? Wouldn't it be nice to buy it back and study it carefully?"

"No, you can collect it yourself."

Shen Yi'an rolled his eyes. He had studied with so many "teachers" in his previous life, so he still needed this thing?

"Oh, there is no store like this after passing this village!" Shan Yue stood up and patted his butt, pretending to be sorry.

"Leader Shan, walk slowly." Shen Yian chuckled.

"Oh~ let's go."

Shan Yue sighed again, picked up his roast chicken, jumped up and flew towards Tianwu City.

"Your Highness, who is that senior?" Ye Liyan asked curiously after Shan Yue had gone away.

"Leader of the Beiwu Alliance, Shan Yue." Shen Yian stood up and said.

Beiwu League!

Cheng Hai was a little surprised. He once belonged to the Saibei Army, so he had naturally heard of the Beiwu League.

Unexpectedly, the famous leader of the Beiwu Alliance would have such an image.

"Beiwu League..."

Ye Liyan murmured that she had only seen a little information about the Beiwu League in the [Jianghu Directory] given by her grandfather, and her knowledge was very limited.

"Cheng Hai, this sword technique suits you very well. Don't let me down." Shen Yi'an handed over the small square.

Cheng Hai was shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, please think twice about such a precious sword technique!"

His Highness bought this for a total of five thousand taels of silver. How could he be a warrior?

"Take it if I tell you to. If you fail to practice, I will punish you." Shen Yian's tone was strong, revealing an unquestionable attitude.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I will definitely not disappoint Your Highness!" Cheng Hai knew His Highness's temper well and took the small square with both hands respectfully.

After the interlude, everyone continued to have a picnic, and the carriage returned to Tianwu City leisurely until the sky turned red.

"Your Highness, the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion has arrived."

In the carriage, Shen Yian let go of the silly girl's little hand and said softly: "I will marry you soon."

The slender and long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with joy and shame, her little head lowered slightly, and Ye Liyan replied in a soft voice: "Liyan will always wait for His Highness."

Shen Yian pointed at his face and said like an old gangster: "Why don't you give me a farewell kiss?"

"Your Highness..."

Ye Liyan lowered her little head deeper in shame.

Why is Your Highness always so bad...

Seeing this, Shen Yian stopped teasing the silly girl. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a familiar warmth on his cheeks.

When she came back to her senses, the silly girl got up and got out of the carriage in a hurry with red ears, leaving a gust of fragrant wind lingering in the carriage.

Shen Yi'an smiled gently: "Cheng Hai, go back home."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Chu palace.

"Your Highness, your sword is back." Fu Sheng said respectfully, holding the sword in both hands.

"Dragon Yuan."

Shen Yi'an gave a soft drink with cold eyes, and the sword trembled excitedly, suddenly flew out of the sheath and fell into his hand.

The dragon lurks in the abyss and soars to the sky.

Hidden Disaster and Fu Sheng's pupils trembled at the same time.

At this time, His Highness stood proudly like a peerless swordsman. Although the two of them had never stepped into the sword, they could clearly feel the terrifying sword intent surrounding Shen Yi'an that could annihilate everything. Even the space seemed to be slightly distorted.

"Crack!"

Long Yuan returned to the scabbard, and Shen Yi'an once again returned to his restrained and harmless state.

Sure enough, Long Yuan finally regained his former sharpness after being raised in Jianhu for so long.

I still remember that when he first met Long Yuan, he thought he had picked up a piece of iron and almost threw it away.

Putting Long Yuan away, Shen Yian noticed the sword marks on Fu Sheng's hand that had not yet recovered.

"Did you fight that old man?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Don't move yet. I'll help you eliminate the remaining sword intent of the old man in your body."

Shen Yi'an's palms were full of energy and he pressed Fu Sheng's chest fiercely.

There was only a muffled groan, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of Fu Sheng's mouth. The sword intent suppressed by the true energy in his body was quickly swallowed up by another burst of true energy.

After a moment, Fu Sheng felt an indescribable lightness all over his body.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

After taking the healing pill, Fu Sheng's condition quickly returned to its peak state with the help of Yin Qian and Shen Yi'an.

"Hidden Disaster, have Wolf Head and Ghost Face arrived in Gusu?"

"Back to Your Highness, I have arrived and met with Si She and others. I am looking for those groups of Japanese Ronin."

"The people of King Song have been dispersed and settled in the inn of the Chamber of Commerce."

"Okay, let's start when everything is ready. Don't leave anyone alive." Shen Yi'an's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He would settle the accounts one by one for every person and force that participated in that incident.

"I understand!" Hidden disaster lowered his head.

The pieces on His Highness's chessboard are about to begin to fall.

Daqian Palace-Shoutian Pavilion.

Lu Wenxuan, wearing a white robe hanging lightly on the ground, with long hair as white as winter snow and clear eyes, with a face like a young man, sat cross-legged under the dome, staring at the bright night sky in a daze.

For countless days and nights, he sat cross-legged like this, watching the stars in the sky, using the power of the stars to predict the future of the world, and predict the fortunes of the Daqian Dynasty.

"Pavilion Master, His Royal Highness the King of Chu would like to see you." The little Taoist boy called softly.

"King Chu? Why is this kid here again?"

Lu Wenxuan showed a helpless expression.

After Shen Yi'an returned to Tianwu and was banned from the palace, he came to him whenever he had something to do, saying he wanted to study.

At first he thought it was interesting, but gradually he realized that this brat's study was a lie, and that he was treated as a tool.

Every time he thinks about it, his head feels heavy. This is the first time that he has been so angry that he loses his composure.

"Let him come up directly." Lu Wenxuan shook the fly whisk and sighed.

"Yes." Tao Tong responded and immediately went down.

After a while, Shen Yian, dressed in a silver four-clawed dragon robe, walked up carelessly.

"Teacher, long time no see!" Shen Yian bowed and saluted.

Lu Wenxuan stood up and returned the salute, "His Royal Highness the King of Chu."

Their eyes met, Shen Yian felt scary every time he saw that face that was younger than his own. An old man who was almost seventy years old had such a youthful appearance. No wonder everyone who saw him called him a fairy on earth.

"I wonder why His Royal Highness the King of Chu has time to come to Lao Dao as a guest today?"

"Please ask the teacher to help the students calculate the hexagram."