Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Chaisang City,

In a remote inn.

In autumn, the rainy season is unusually frequent.

A man holding an oil-paper umbrella stood quietly at the door of the inn, staring at the continuous raindrops falling from the sky, like silk threads, falling to the ground.

"Although it is a bit unexpected, the wedding day is still coming, but..."

"The other party seems unwilling to find us, even if the Gu family is destroyed because of it."

There is a hint of helplessness in the man's tone, but he is still calm, as if he is not worried about it.

"When people are in desperate situations, they will always grab some life-saving straws that appear, whether it is to let the wolf into the house or to seek the skin of the tiger..."

Behind the man holding the umbrella, a young man sat on the threshold, playing with a short and thin knife with interest, and said without raising his head.

"But we are perhaps too scary, so that the world is terrified and no one is willing to cooperate."

"It's because our reputation is too bad. You need to talk to the head of the family when you go back, and ask those people to pay attention to our image when they go out to perform tasks."

The knife-playing youth sighed, and the knife flew around his fingers and returned to his sleeve.

"If he really doesn't come..."

The man holding the umbrella raised his umbrella and looked at the misty rain in the distance, as if he saw the huge Gu Mansion.

Hearing this,

The knife-playing youth suddenly stood up and walked back to the inn, with a slight smile on his lips, and a murmured voice came out.

"Then let's go find him!"

Outside the city, Xiruo Temple.

The dilapidated temple has been abandoned for many years, and weeds are growing outside.

Even inside, it leaks rain on the top and wind leaks on both sides.

Fortunately, there are more people.

Everyone sat around the fire and didn't feel cold.

"This is the genius you mentioned, the one who postponed the wedding for one day."

Seeing the environment of the dilapidated temple, the peerless Master Liu Yue decided to stay in the sedan chair.

Through the curtain of the sedan chair, Liu Yue's gentle voice came out.

"It seems that there is nothing special except that he is handsome."

Jun Lintian heard the voice and grinned, his face looked innocent and pure.

Bai Li Dongjun curiously poked his head and wanted to see the rumored peerless Master Liu Yue.

But the boy in front of the sedan chair blocked his view.

Bai Li Dongjun had to retract his gaze, glanced at the coffin next to him, and sighed.

"Are you sure you want me to take a coffin to the Gu family to rob the bride?"

Bai Li Dongjun was speechless, and felt a little headache, and couldn't help rubbing his temples with his hands.

If he took the coffin to make trouble, he, the young marquis, might really become famous, but it would be a "bad reputation".

Lei Mengsha patted the other person's shoulder and provoked him.

"What?"

"Afraid!"

"Tomorrow is the wedding day, you can still regret it now."

Lei Mengsha said lightly.

The calmer his tone, the more dissatisfied Baili Dongjun was.

He immediately raised his head and said stubbornly.

"Hmph~"

"You're kidding, I, the little overlord of Qiandong City, will be afraid of them!"

Lei Mengsha smiled and nodded, even the usually taciturn Mo Chen son Mo Xiaohei couldn't help but smile and shook his head slightly.

Mo Xiaohei sat quietly aside, wearing black clothes and wearing a black sword, as if he had no sense of existence.

If you don't pay more attention, you will really ignore him.

Sikong Changfeng also sat in the corner, silently wiping his spear, calm in his heart.

What he experienced in the past few days can be said to be more exciting than his past years.

It was a blessing and a misfortune to have the honor to meet five of the eight princes of Beili.

Sikong Changfeng didn't know if he would have the chance to meet these people again in the future with his identity.

So, tomorrow's battle must be fought brilliantly.

This is a rare opportunity to fight side by side with the eight princes of Beili.

"Master Lin Jiu, did you feel the same way when you left your hometown?"

Expectation, anxiety, and ambition!

Sikong Changfeng clenched the gun in his hand with a firm look.

He, Sikong Changfeng, would not be weaker than anyone.

A day passed quickly.

The morning light was shining, and the weather was fine.

It was a good day for a wedding.

Early in the morning,

There was a sound of horse hooves on the road outside the ruined temple.

Several figures went out, and Sikong Changfeng woke up Baili Dongjun, grabbed the spear and rushed out.

A carriage drove past quickly and headed towards Chaisang City.

"Who are these people? They are the ones attending the wedding banquet!"

Bai Li Dong Jun rubbed his eyes, cheered up, and prepared to do something big.

Si Kong Chang Feng pointed to the flag on the carriage and explained.

"Three-clawed eagle logo. Those are the people from the Flying Eagle Gang in Southwest Road."

The sound of horse hooves came one after another, and people and horses rushed over.

Fu Yue Gate

Tie Jian Gate

Five Tiger Flags

What to doBridge

Seven Killings Gang, Shenwei Escort Agency, Feijian Villa...

Across the Southwest Road, gangs of all sizes appeared one after another.

When Huixi Jun's carriage also appeared,

Lei Mengsha, Luo Xuan and the others looked at each other and smiled.

The time has come, and it's time to work.

"Let's go. I wonder if there is anyone in Longshou Street who dares to come out and block the road."

Lei Mengsha chuckled and glanced down at Jun Lintian.

This young man will definitely be a real dragon soaring in the sky in the future.

Lei Mengsha's eyes flashed, and he looked at Baili Dongjun again.

"We have enough manpower today, you can be a little arrogant."

"Oh~" Baili Dongjun showed a hint of interest on his face.

Afterwards, several people carried the coffin onto a carriage and finally headed towards Chaisang City.

Today, the Gu family was very happy.

All the people in Chaisang City were watching the excitement.

Because the head of the Gu family died suddenly, any normal person would know that there was something fishy.

However, what was even more bizarre was that the Gu family hurriedly changed into red clothes only a few days after the funeral.

Such strange things have always been the favorite topic of conversation for ordinary people.

Although the Gu family is large, it cannot stop everyone from gossiping and wanting to watch the fun.

"Happy New Year~"

A short and fat middle-aged man with a smile on his face stood at the door, bowed to the visitor, and kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, and the smile seemed to be fixed on his face.

This smile was very hypocritical at first glance.

Obviously, the visitor also knew it.

"Master Gu, now that the Gu and Yan families are married, your Gu family has taken a step forward and will only be more prosperous than before, so don't worry about the death of the old master."

The visitor smiled playfully and walked straight into the inner room.

Master Gu still had a smile on his face, but a hint of coldness flashed through the depths of his eyes.

There was an endless stream of visitors, and the place was already full of distinguished guests.

But everyone had different thoughts, and no one knew what they were planning.

The sun moved westward and reached a high point.

The distinguished guests arrived, and the good time arrived.

A carriage slowly drove over,

and suddenly stopped when it arrived at Longshou Street.

After a few days, Longshou Street had recovered a bit of its former appearance.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell how serious the damage was here.

A white-browed figure, with more than ten people, blocked the way.

The fallen leaves floated in the wind,

and a rain of flowers fell.

Luo Xuan, with a jade flute tied around his waist and a gorgeous peony in his hand, appeared from the air.

"White-browed Xiao Li, you can't stop us."

Xiao Li raised his white eyebrow on the left and replied with a helpless tone.

"We have to try, don't we?"

The scar on his forehead from kowtow has not healed completely and seems to be aching.

However, this is the order of the head of the family, and they have no choice but to come.

Hearing the other party's attitude, the peony in Luo Xuan's hand suddenly spun quickly, and the petals shot out like sharp blades.

"On the day of the big wedding, my friend wanted to send elegant music, but was stopped by someone, which really ruined the elegance."

Luo Xuan hummed, and the jade flute appeared in his hand, and his figure rushed out.

"Let's go!"

Lei Mengsha stood on the top of the carriage, his voice cold, his eyes looking at the Gu Mansion not far away.

There, the atmosphere was noisy.

A couple was invited out.

Gu Jianmen had a blank expression on his face,

Yan Liuli walked steadily.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and many people showed hope, looking forward to some good shows.

The two slowly came in front of the two elders, and the MC was about to sing loudly.

An abrupt voice broke in at an inopportune time.

"Wait!"

Young Marquis Baili, come and grab the bride!

Baili Dongjun walked in with a dignified manner, his eyes majestic, and scanned the crowd.

"Gu Jianmen, have you asked me before getting married?"