Master Zhao at the foot of Mount Qingcheng

Zhao Xuan's lightness kung fu was excellent, and his intuition was wrong as early as when he heard the explosion, but he was still injured in the explosion.

Climbing ashore from the river and looking back at the miserable situation on the river, Zhao Xuan rubbed the corners of his eyes: "It's really crazy."

Taking off his tattered and wet outer robe, before he could catch his breath, Zhao Xuan realized that he was being watched, grabbed two stones from the ground, mixed with internal force, a strong wind wrapped the stones and flew away.

"Who?!"

The other party seemed to avoid it, and left in a hurry when he knew he had been discovered.

"Good hearing." In the dark, the masked man touched the clothes that had been scratched by the stone, feeling lingering fear, not daring to delay, and hurried to report.

After Zhao Xuan briefly dealt with his injuries, he remembered that there was Lin Chaoyu to protect.Follow the memory to rush to the direction where the awning boat was before, and met Lin Chaoyu who was panting and looking for something on the way.

Seeing his eyes light up, Lin Chaoyu jumped up and waved at him: "Brother Zhao! Are you okay?!"

"No problem." Zhao Xuan waved his hand, "It's too messy here, go back to the inn first."

Lin Chaoyu kept nagging in his ears on the way.

"It scares me to death. It's crazy. It must be someone from the Demon Cult."

"At that time, my head was buzzing, and my heart was shaking."

"Many knights have died. Thinking about it, I'm really scared. I'm worried that something bad will happen to you, otherwise I'll have to..."

Zhao Xuan was already impatient with his twittering, so he said casually: "How about it, is it possible that you want to be a widow?"

Lin Chaoyu was strangely silent for a moment, then laughed a few times: "Brother Zhao really knows how to joke."

Lin Chaoyu helped Zhao Xuan deal with the injury at the inn. Zhao Xuan showed his thin and strong upper body, while he carefully bandaged Zhao Xuan's wound, and carefully touched a scar on Zhao Xuan's back: "It must have hurt at that time, right?"

It was an old scar, from the right shoulder to the lower spine, looking terrible.

"Forget, the injury I got when I was playing in the deep mountains when I was young looks terrible, but the wound is not deep." Zhao Xuan was casual and relaxed, but at this time he casually chatted with Lin Chaoyu, "I also met a friend at that time, The two were trapped in the mountains for several days, but they haven't seen each other since then, and don't know how he is now."

Lin Chaoyu stared at the scar, behind which Zhao Xuan couldn't see, with a gloomy look on his face, finally smiled, and said relaxedly: "There must be blessings after death, and he must be doing well now."

Zhao Xuan nodded: "I hope so."

Lin Chaoyu intentionally changed the topic: "No one expected the Demon Cult to be so bold. The casualties are so heavy this time. I'm afraid the trip to the Hanging Cave will be hindered, and it will be postponed and even more difficult."

"No." Zhao Xuan chuckled, sarcastically, "The loss is nothing but the leader of this painting gathering. I have long heard that those Central Plains martial arts masters are very arrogant and disdain to have anything to do with these three religions and nine streams. Those 'masters' "Even if they are invited, they will not come to the boat. The explosion will only arouse their hatred for the Demon Cult, and their morale will be high. On the contrary, the twisting cave will be faster and smoother. Heh, I doubt that this is the work of those so-called decent people." It's gone."

"It's also possible that the leader of the Demon Cult is not smart enough?"

Zhao Xuan: "Maybe, tomorrow we have to hurry, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with the good show."

That night Lin Chaoyu refused to leave desperately and insisted on lingering in Zhao Xuan's room.

Zhao Xuan had a headache: "If you're worried that I'll leave you behind, there's no need at all. Since I said I would take you away, I will."

"How could I be this kind of person!" Lin Chaoyu poked his neck and blushed, very angry at Zhao Xuan thinking of him as that kind of person, "Of course I will take care of you when you are injured."

"No, I want you to take care of me."

"I want it, otherwise my conscience won't be at ease. How can I be worthy of the gentleman's way taught to me by my master." Lin Chaoyu said while making a bed for Zhao Xuan, and said in a gentle voice, "Lie down and rest, I'm lying on the table It's good to go to sleep."

It is almost impossible to write "sensible and virtuous" on the forehead.

Zhao Xuan had no choice but to casually say: "It's not right to sleep on the table, you can squeeze if you don't mind."

Lin Chaoyu suddenly regained his energy, took off his shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed, his eyes sparkling: "Brother Zhao, you are really understanding."

Zhao Xuan: "..."

He thought it was like receiving red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, saying "whether you want it or not" are all polite words and cannot be taken seriously.

It's hard to take back what was said. Zhao Xuan put on his clothes and lay down with his back to Lin Chaoyu. Not long after, he noticed the person behind him approaching and asked softly, "Brother Zhao, are you asleep?"

Zhao Xuan didn't move: "Fell asleep."

Lin Chaoyu: "But I can't sleep."

Zhao Xuan: "It's none of my business whether you sleep or not."

Lin Chaoyu seemed to be the best at sticking a hot face to a cold fart/butt, and he was still enjoying himself: "It's really my honor to be able to sleep with Brother Zhao tonight. Look at the moonlight outside the window tonight is so beautiful, how about Let's talk about life ideals?"

Zhao Xuan: "..."

Talk shit.

Zhao Xuan turned around and faced Lin Chaoyu. He could clearly see himself in the other person's eyes through the moonlight: "One more thing, I will let you go to the roof to watch the moon right now."

Lin Chaoyu snorted and shut up knowingly.

Sure enough, as expected by Zhao Xuan, the news of the explosion of the painting boat spread quickly, and the people in the Jianghu were furious, and they joined the ranks of the twisted caves one after another.

If this is really done by people from the Demon Cult, then they really have perfected this trick of playing with fire.

Zhao Xuan dragged Lin Chaoyu on the road. He wanted to rent a carriage for him, but he turned over and got on the horse.

"Although I am not good at martial arts, I can still ride a horse. Brother Zhao don't have to worry about me." Lin Chaoyu said sincerely, "I don't want to be a burden to Brother Zhao."

Zhao Xuan: "..." He always felt that this person had broken sleeves.

The two arrived at a big inn, which was already overcrowded and all the rooms were full. There were even a lot of carriages at the door, which were clearly known to be rich people.

"It's different from Qingfeng Town. This place is approaching the Devil's Cult. The people inside are not here to join in the fun, and they are not easy to provoke. Be careful what you say." Zhao Xuan urged, "Did you hear that?"

"Yeah." Lin Chaoyu followed behind Zhao Xuan, his scholarly attire and weak temperament were incompatible with the atmosphere of the inn.

A sect disciple over there was complaining to the shopkeeper that the light in the inn was not good, and their young master didn't like staying there, so they wanted to check out.Lin Chaoyu heard it just right, if he doesn't want this room, he can give it to them.

The disciple "Hey" laughed out loud: "You are going to Beijing to catch up for the exam, hasn't the Spring Festival started yet?"

Lin Chaoyu began to explain seriously again: "No, no, everyone is responsible for the crusade against the Demon Cult."

The disciple originally wanted to laugh at it, but suddenly remembered that their leader often said that people in the Jianghu should not only look at their appearance, otherwise they would not know how they died.

Seeing that Lin Chaoyu was tall and thin and not as weak as ordinary scholars, the disciple lowered his voice: "Could it be that you are the knight-errant who people in the world call strange scholars?"

"I'm only 22 this year." Lin Chaoyu said slowly.

Considering the age of the strange scholar, I am afraid that he must be as old as his grandfather.

"Then you are the descendant of the strange scholar?"

Lin Chaoyu: "No, I'm just angry at the atrocities committed by the Demon Cult. I want to participate in the Hanging Cave and record this legendary action so that they can pass on to future generations."

Looking like an ordinary scholar, the disciple was very puzzled: "Then why do you dare to come here?"

"Because I have Brother Zhao." While speaking, Lin Chaoyu had already registered his name and went to find Zhao Xuan.

The disciple's gaze followed him, and when he saw Zhao Xuan who was with him, he curled his lips: "The two little boys are purely for the Demon Coach."

The acquaintances in the inn greeted each other and ate their own food without making too much publicity, maintaining their grand style.

"We meet again, Shizi Lin, Master Zhao."

A hoarse and familiar voice sounded, Lin Chaoyu tilted his head: "How do you know?"

Zhao Xuan slightly paused the hand holding the chopsticks, looked sideways at a hungry man, and nodded: "The news from Yinyue Tower is really well-informed."

"Thank you." Jiao Quan, the owner of the Yinyue Building in a purple robe, smiled hypocritically, "I didn't expect that the prince of the country would have the leisure to disturb the affairs of the world, and I didn't expect that the Qingcheng Sect has been away from the world for many years, and this time it will be troublesome." The new leader came in person... It really took me a lot of effort to know the background of leader Zhao."

Zhao Xuan: "That really bothered you."

"I wanted to keep a low profile." Lin Chaoyu asked curiously as he said, "But do you really know everything in Yinyue Tower?"

Jiao Quan: "Except for the former national teachers, no one in this world would dare to say that they know everything, but we must know the most today."

Lin Chaoyu nodded seriously: "I think so, there are still many things you don't know."

Jiao Quan laughed "hehe": "That's not necessarily the case. As long as the price satisfies me, I will naturally find out what I want to know, such as the identity of the person who doesn't respect the elders. You say, if other people know Qing Who are the people in the city church, and what kind of reaction should they have?"

Zhao Xuan remained silent, but Lin Chaoyu didn't know if it was intentional, so he raised his voice and said without beginning and end: "I admire Yinyuelou's spirit of seeking knowledge, but it's a petty trick to poison me behind my back. Forgive us for not being able to tell you what people have done.”

Jiao Quan frowned. The other people in the Yinyue Tower hadn't reacted yet, but the others in the inn had already reacted. They looked at Jiao Quan with contempt—it turned out that the information from the Yinyue Tower was threatened in this way.

This is definitely the behavior of the martial arts underworld, how dare you come here?

A disciple of Yinyue Tower stared: "You spout blood!"

"A lesson to be learned from heaven and earth, if Brother Zhao hadn't rescued me, I would have died under the poisonous needle of Yinyue Tower. If Yinyue Tower hadn't poisoned me, I would have been struck by lightning and died!" Lin Chaoyu was upright, " Do you, Yinyuelou, dare to swear that you never gave me a poisonous injection?"

Yinyuelou was suffering and couldn't tell, the disciple "you you you" you you for a long time and you didn't come up with anything.

Poisoning is true, but who forced him to say something? !

"After driving for a day, let's go and go to rest." Zhao Xuan was very leisurely, Shi Shiran pulled Lin Chaoyu upstairs and left.

Jiao Quan didn't expect that he would be slapped twice in a row by these two people, and got up with a dark face: "Let's go."

"Landlord, just let them go like this?"

Jiao Quan: "Let's go!"

After leaving the inn, Jiao Quan was so angry that he slapped the person beside him: "Didn't you see that those self-proclaimed martial arts heroes are all gearing up?"

"Then what shall we do next?"

"Exit the coop and act in a low-key manner." Jiao Quan suppressed his anger and sneered, "There will be opportunities in the future, let those people beg me with a lot of money."

On the other side, Zhao Xuan: "I didn't expect that you are not very dull, you are quite clever."

Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, just after complimenting someone, he caught a glimpse of someone who was cramped and excited beside him, and silently took a step to the side to distance himself: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Chaoyu: "Are you really the leader of Qingcheng Sect? That Qingcheng Sect?"

"Well, the entire Great Yin should be taught by us, Qingcheng."

"Then my father's friend for many years..."

Zhao Xuan pushed open the door: "It's my father, he has passed away."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I offended you. That..." Lin Chaoyu pursed his lips, a strange blush appeared on his face, "Is Lingmei okay?"

Zhao Xuan: "???"