Young White Horse: Legend of Beili: Jianghu Inn

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In the far north, there is heavy snow all year round.

On a huge snowy peak sits an ice crystal city.

This is the headquarters of the Tianwaitian forces.

In the city.

In a crystal palace.

Four ice crystal chairs stand around the palace, and in the middle there is a throne made of black jade!

At this time, the four ice crystal chairs were occupied by people, who were the four great envoys, and below them stood two young men, one with white hair and the other in purple.

"Emissary, the young lady has gone to Tianqi City." The white-haired fairy said with a bow.

"The young lady has suffered for Beique." The Wuxiang envoy sighed.

"I didn't expect that Gu Chen was so decisive that he would seriously injure us even if he risked his life. Otherwise, we could not only bring back the inheritance of Xichu and Baili Dongjun, but also kill Baili Luochen and a prince of Beili."

"This operation failed!"

Envoy Wuzuo gritted his teeth, looking unwilling.

Envoy Wuxiang glanced at him and said slowly: "Wuzuo, your other half should also be in Tianqi City."

Wuzuo's eyes flashed, "Yes, he is planning the school exam."

"Protect the young lady."

"I will."

At this time, the palace gate was pushed open.

A beautiful figure ran in, she looked around and frowned: "Your Excellency, where is my sister?"

Envoy Wuxiang showed a kind smile: "Second Miss, the eldest lady is in Tianqi City."

"What? Why doesn't my sister come back?" Yue Qing showed a trace of grievance.

"The eldest lady went to Tianqi for the restoration of Beique. Please don't blame the second lady." Wu Xiangshi sighed and said slowly.

"Hmph, sister always lies. She said she would come back to accompany me." Yue Qing was aggrieved and finally ran out with tears in her eyes.

Wu Xiangshi shook his head and glanced at Baifaxian and the other two. The two understood, bowed slightly, and chased out.

"This time, the Tianqi Academy exam must bring back Baili Dongjun!" Wu Xiangshi's majestic voice resounded throughout the hall.

"This time, I will go in person!"

"Wu Xiang?!"

The three Wu Zuoshi exclaimed.

"If you go, there will be no one left in the Holy Church." Wu Wushi said in a low voice.

Wu Xiangshi looked at Wu Fa Wu Tian and the other two and said lightly: "You two have not recovered from your injuries yet, so stay in the Holy Church to protect the second lady." Wu Fa Wu Tian and the other two looked at each other and nodded.

"Judge, Soul Officer."

"Yes."

Two men in black appeared in the hall and bowed slightly.

"You two will follow us to Apocalypse this time!" Wu Xiangshi waved his hand and pointed to the direction of Apocalypse.

"Yes!"

The Tianwai Tiansheng Sect has sent out a super lineup this time, just to capture Baili Dongjun!

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Apocalypse City.

Jianghu Inn.

At this time, the inn was empty and had no business at all. It perfectly inherited the previous inn.

"Nephew, you said you made money somewhere else before?" Xiaoyaozi sat in the hall, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, "Uncle, I didn't lie to you, it was really full at that time."

"Hehe." Xiaoyaozi smiled.

Jiang Chen thought for a moment, looked at Song Yanhui who was doing nothing and thinking about something, and said, "Yanhui, go buy some paper and ink."

"Brother, why buy these?" Song Yanhui asked in confusion.

Jiang Chen glared at him, "It's useful, just go if I tell you to."

"Oh."

Song Yanhui walked out of the inn.

After a while, Song Yanhui walked into the inn with a big bag of paper and ink.

"Brother, I bought it back."

Jiang Chen took the bag, took out the paper and ink, and put it on the table.

He spread the paper flat, picked up the brush, and wrote down.

Xiaoyaozi and Song Yanhui looked at him curiously.

A moment.

"Okay."

Jiang Chen waved his hand and looked at the notice in front of him with satisfaction.

"Brother, your handwriting is a bit ugly." Song Yanhui whispered.

Xiaoyaozi nodded to the side to show his agreement.

Jiang Chen's face darkened, and he handed over the brush: "Then you come!"

"Haha, let me show you my uncle's calligraphy."

Xiaoyaozi touched his chin, took the brush, took out a new piece of paper, and wrote it again according to Jiang Chen's content.

"Uncle, your handwriting is so beautiful." Song Yanhui praised.

Jiang Chen compared it and found that it was indeed better than his. Then he smiled and said, "Uncle, please write a hundred copies of this content."

"What?" Xiaoyaozi's eyes widened.

Hearing this, Song Yanhui covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Fortunately, he didn't show off his handwriting.

In the end, Xiaoyaozi still wrote a hundred copies.

Song Yanhui picked up a notice and looked at it, "Brother, is this okay?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightlyHe smiled and said, "Of course I can."