Author: Bai Ningyou

The man is bathing in the sun.

Holding the blade in her hand, she stood tall and straight, all the frailty in the past was gone, leaving only the brightness in her eyes that was soaked by the sunlight.

It was like the heavy fog was suddenly penetrated by the warm sun, revealing the truest appearance of her world.

Chu Ling looked at her steadily.

After a long time, he lowered his eyelashes slightly.

As a result, his vision became blurred, and the shadow in the distance overlapped with the person deep in his memory.

He knew that this might just be his conjecture, but his heart obviously resumed beating at this moment, and the feeling of being alive was so real that he didn't want to break this absurd beauty.

Fall.

There is a voice talking in my heart.

Chu Lingchen closed her eyes.

When I opened it, the confusion had faded away and sanity returned.

But even reason is whispering in my ears.

Why not fall?

Chu Lingchen blinked her eyelashes and stared quietly at the world under the sun.

The Gray Cavalry Guards repeatedly looked back at Chu Lingchen. In fact, the Lord in their eyes was just gone for a moment, and then the Lord waved his fingertips towards him.

This is a gesture to signal them to leave.

But now, leave?

The gray knight guard hesitated.

On this trip, the Lord did not bring any personal guards with him. They were the secret guards that accompanied him in the past. If even they evacuated, wouldn't the Lord have no guards around him?

What's more, the scene here looks very chaotic, not a stable place.

So the Gray Riders appeared one after another. They knelt in front of Chu Lingchen. Although they didn't say anything, they expressed their concerns with actions.

Chu Lingchen knew what they meant and whispered: "Back off."

Now that the matter has come to this, there is no way to discuss it.

The Gray Cavalry Guard chose to obey the order and left silently.

Chu Lingchen stared at Yan Yuan quietly.

Breathe slowly and evenly.

…

Under the sun, Yan Yuan's knife was still on the strong man's neck.

She knew that there were still eyes watching her from a distance, but there were far fewer people peeking at her now than before, and her back was finally not so hot.

It seems that what I did just now was enough to scare away many people.

Yan Yuan looked at the unlucky insect under the knife in a friendly manner: "I am not an embroiderer, nor am I here to catch butterflies. Do you believe me now?"

He was thin and well-dressed, so he was obviously the boss of those strong men.

At this time, the boss's young master was already trembling with fear: "Trust, trust, trust..."

Of course he believed that the person in front of him was not the embroiderer.

Which embroiderer can use a broadsword so smoothly?

This bitch's moves are all killer moves!

He was sweating profusely and begging for mercy: "We were reckless. Please, girl, no, please don't remember the villain's fault! Let us go!"

The remaining people also wailed and begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, yes, we don't want to be in debt! We will leave Cuiwei Mountain immediately!"

Yan Yuan said: "I'm not in a hurry."

After all, it was easy to encounter people on the roadside. She looked around, then directed a few strong men to the edge of the distant bushes, and ordered them to squat down on the spot with their heads in their hands.

Finally, she patted her employer's young master on the shoulder with the back of her knife: "Why do you want to arrest Xiu Niang?"

The young master was so frightened that he was stunned: "We, we just want to invite people back to ask, just ask..."

Yan Yuan sat down under the tree and listened to the unlucky young man talk about the causes and consequences.

Luan Yufang's business is huge and spreads all over the world. Last month, it opened a large number of customers and spent a lot of money to acquire many rare things from all over the world. However, this month it suddenly collapsed.

It fell very suddenly. By the time the sufferers from all sides reacted, the general manager of Luan Yufang could not be contacted. When the sufferers rushed to Cuiwei Mountain from the south and the north, they found that Luan Yufang was empty. What?

None are left.

The unlucky young man gritted his teeth and said: "Those who came early broke open the door. At least there are some good furniture and leftover embroidery in the villa that can be used to pay off debts. Those of us who came late didn't see a single thread!"

Yan Yuan asked curiously: "Isn't Luan Yufang very rich? Why are there so many creditors?"

The unlucky young man said: "Because Luan Yufang is a wealthy businessman, they buy our goods first and pay later. Recently, the Queen Mother's birthday banquet is approaching, and they have made large purchases. We only think that we are getting rich."

It’s a good opportunity. Every family is losing money to provide goods, and many families are even borrowing money to go to the border to purchase..."

The unlucky young man said with red eyes: "Who would have thought, would have thought..."

Yan Yuan finally understood.

This is actually a story of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimps.

Luan Yufang was doing business in the palace, and he was considered a second-level dealer, while these victims were small second-level dealers. When the Queen Mother's birthday banquet was a heaven-sent opportunity to make money, everyone was afraid that the opportunity would be snatched away by others, so they spent their own money to go to the private sector.

To purchase, deliver the goods to Luan Yufang first.

Who would have expected that Luan Yufang would run away due to such calamity?

This is really...

The market is ruthless and unpredictable.

How unlucky.

Yan Yuan looked at the unfortunate young man's rabbit-like eyes and put down the blade.

She asked him: "Then what's the use of arresting the embroiderer?"

If she is just an ordinary embroiderer, she is just a long-term worker in Luan Yufang. Even if she has a small treasury, how much money can she have?

Do we still expect the embroiderer to spend her whole life doing embroidery to pay off their debts?

Then it has to be embroidered with Three Lives and Three Worlds, right?

The unlucky young man said: "The heroine didn't know something. The victims who arrived first didn't find much of the previous things. The government officials were also looking for Luan Yufang, and they didn't receive the goods from Luan Yufang, so this batch of goods must still be hidden."

It's somewhere, and there's a rumor..."

Yan Yuan was curious: "Huh?"

The unlucky young man lowered his voice: "It is rumored that the owner of Luan Yufang got a lot of good things from the palace. The reason why the dignitaries rush to visit is because they want to buy some priceless good things from the palace. If

If there is such a thing, why worry about repaying debts?"

Yan Yuan said: "So you arrested the embroiderer and took her back to force her to confess?"

The unlucky young man coughed dryly: "Ahem, I'm teaching you. I'm teaching you."

Yan Yuan: "Then what if I can't ask?"

The unlucky young man gritted his teeth and said: "It's good to catch the pretty ones and vent their bad breath!"

Yan Yuan: "..."

The sympathy that was finally aroused was exhausted.

Yan Yuan was soaked in both rain and dew, and she cut off the unlucky young man's hand tendon.

"..."

"..."

"Ahhhh——"

The panicked strong men fled away.

Yan Yuan raised her head and looked at the sunset in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a little wave of worry in her heart.

Her original itinerary was to stay one night at Longyin Temple, and she only had a few hours to "play" during the trip. In theory, she should return before nightfall, and at the latest, she would have to return before midnight, but the current situation

But it’s very tricky.

If she turns back, she will return in vain.

If she continues to move forward, she is afraid that she will be regarded as an embroiderer again.

She wanted to visit Luan Yufang, not go through the levels. How could she have the strength to pass five levels and kill six generals?

But is all the hard work really wasted?
To be continued...