Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

  What does Chapter 228 have to do with me? (1)

Lu Yuan calmly took off the water bag from his waist, took a small sip, and put the water bag back again.

The martial arts he used was exactly the move of swordsmanship, thirty turns in the air.

There are many people who have heard of Kenshuden, but few people have actually seen Kenshuden. These people are so afraid of him because they don't know that this is a move of Kenshuden.

Only God knows how much internal energy he spent when he just used that move. If it weren't for the spiritual spring, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

If the old man had taken the opportunity to make a sneak attack just now, he might not even have the strength to fight back. Fortunately, he has always had strong self-control and did not show his weakness for the first time.

 “Old...Old man, what should we do now?” The big man stared at Lu Yuan fearfully, his eyes full of fear.

 He ​​realized belatedly that if Lu Yuan wanted to kill him last night, it would have been easy, but he let him go.

 The only possibility is that Lu Yuan did it on purpose and wanted to use him to find their location.

 No wonder he came alone. If he could possess such terrifying and weird martial arts, he would certainly not be afraid.

 “Who are you?”

The old man stared at him warily with a pair of cloudy and old eyes, feeling a little wary in his heart for a moment.

 Generally, people with such martial arts skills should be ranked among the best in the world, but although he has not seen all the famous ones, he has seen almost all their portraits, and there is absolutely no such young person.

Lu Yuan rested on a big tree for a while and said with a smile: "You don't change your name when you are walking down, and you don't change your surname when you sit down. That's the same for Lu Yuan."

"Lu Yuan?" The old man frowned, but what he was thinking in his heart was that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

“Old man, my subordinates have heard from military advisors that he is the son of a mighty general of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is also the undefeated myth among the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is said that none of the battles he fought failed.”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly realized: "So you are Lu Yuan, no wonder!"

That's right, although there are few rumors about this person in the world, he has occasionally heard people talk about him, so naturally he has heard of it.

It is said that the young man was only sixteen years old, but he knew a lot about astronomy and geography, and was deeply trusted by the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty. Now it seems that what those people said is not false.

If his son could be half as talented as someone else, why would he commit himself to those barbarian armies?

 After all, if it weren't for him, how could his son, who only knew how to drink and have fun, be the leader of the barbarian army?

 In two years' time, when he closes his eyes, how many of those in the barbarian army will be able to subdue him?

 The old man sighed deeply in his heart, and his eyes looking at Lu Yuan changed from disdain to awe.

“Young Master Lu has such high attainments in martial arts at a young age, but we have to decide the northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty!”

 Being in the barbarian army, you can't help yourself.

 They have no choice but to survive, even if their opponent is such an unpredictable person as Lu Yuan.

They will starve to death one day if they don’t fight, but maybe there is a glimmer of hope if they fight.

Lu Yuan opened his thin lips slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the old man say again: "Young Master Lu, does he know that it hasn't rained in the north for several years?"

Lu Yuan frowned, unable to guess what the old man was thinking.

I just heard the old man think about himself with a wry smile and said: "Looking at you, you must not know. I tell you, it has been three years. The rain last night was already three years late. If it weren't for this river, we would have just I’m afraid I’ve already starved to death.”

 (End of this chapter)