Chapter 83 Luck

Xia Yan fell from the cliff and had no choice but to save himself. He thrust the hundred-forged sword in his hand towards the cliff wall.

The knife collided with the stone wall and sparks shot out.

There was a tearing pain in his right arm, but it still could not shake his determination to survive.

He reluctantly ran the Nine Spiral Shadows, used his strength to move around in the air, looked around six directions, and finally found a protruding rock, barely able to find a place to stand.

He slowed down a little and inserted the knife into the rock, but after stabbing it three times, the rock wall still didn't move at all.

Xia Yan frowned and looked for other footholds on the cliff. Before he found it, he felt that the rocks under his feet had become loose.

Damn it! Do you really want to die here?

'System, open the mall and provide me with a short knife that can cut iron like clay.'

The system mall was immediately opened, listing several types of short knives.

Xia Yan didn't care about the price and directly exchanged it for a Mingye Knife.

The blade of the sword is like ink, cutting iron is like clay!

"Those poor people will also have a better way out."

Xiaoyao Fan! Murong Zhen, the contemporary head of the Murong family!

That is a cliff hundreds of feet high. Being able to get down from the cliff is not just a matter of luck.

"Amitabha." Shi Xin lowered his head and whispered the Buddha's name.

The Murong family has exhausted everything, and I'm afraid they won't be able to find any clues.

This was Xia Yan's original intention, but he didn't expect that an accident occurred and he found the treasure spot.

Dongfang was also quite surprised.

Bai Hu walked forward in silence. He had been traveling for many years and had seen the suffering of the people.

"You can see clearly."

Bai Hu shook his head, the current Holy Emperor is not a mediocre ruler, but once the ancestral system is disturbed, the entire court will be in chaos.

"If the imperial court is willing to promote commercial taxes, it will be best for the people."

In about an hour, Xia Yan fell to the ground along the cliff.

Xia Yan is willing to do this, which is also a good thing for the people.

Before Xia Yan fell off the cliff, he only saw the flying knife piercing Murong Zhen's body.

"Tell me in detail." Bai Hu said.

Yuanshan, where Murong Cheng is.

When Xia Yan saw that Bai Hu was silent, he smiled and said: "Master Commander, do you know how to leave the bottom of the cliff? I want to go back to Jinyiwei to deal with something."

A man in black quickly came over to report. After hearing this, Murong Cheng's face changed slightly but quickly disappeared.

The Ming Dynasty's business tax is almost a decoration. If you don't collect it, it would be a waste. It is better to use it to supplement yourself and help the people.

"Everyone, the demon Zhang San has fallen to the bottom of the cliff, and I'm afraid he will never come back."

Now this attitude is the best support.

Bai Hu has found out what Xia Yan did through Jin Yiwei's channels.

"I can't say for sure."

Murong Zhen was about to answer, but he noticed the movement outside the vines, jumped up from the ground and ran straight out of the cave.

Xia Yan knew that Bai Hu had his own position and would not let Jin Yiwei be in danger.

Xia Yan thanked him with his hands, roared loudly, summoned Tuxue, rode on it and returned to Fuzhou City.

Using the knife as a point of strength, carefully fall down the cliff.

"His folding fan skills are exactly the same as Murong An's. They should be the same skill."

Murong Cheng's face was full of disbelief, this was simply impossible.

"That demon Zhang San is only at the innate realm, how could he possibly hurt dad."

"He calls himself Murong Zhen, and he gives me the same feeling as you, maybe even better than you."

Lu Xiaofeng realized something was wrong, turned around and left the place.

He changed into casual clothes, took off the human skin mask on his face, put it in his arms, and walked outside Yuanshan.

The two walked out of Yuanshan in silence, and Baihu returned to Yuanshan.

Dongfang Bai didn't follow the rules and followed him immediately.

"Thank you, sir."

Now that he is the only one who knows where the treasure is hidden, he can wait with peace of mind, wait for the storm to pass, and then take out the treasure.

Xia Yan thought for a while and expressed his judgment.

"Everyone, I have to go to pick up other people, so I won't accompany you."

Xia Yan walked slowly towards the outside of the mountain, but unexpectedly met the white tiger.

Murong Cheng's martial arts was good, but Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts were even higher and they easily caught up with him.

Xia Yan shrugged. The first priority was to make money. He always felt unsafe without a life-saving charm.

After Bai Hu looked up and down, he said calmly: "You seem to have been severely injured."

"I will take part of the money paid by these shops and pay it as food tax for the people."

Xia Yan told everything that happened from the time he met Murong Cheng.

Murong Cheng strode away, his steps a little hasty.

Bai Hu continued: "Who is that grandmaster?"

After a while, Xia Yan took off his clothes, checked the injury on his right shoulder, exchanged a bone-setting medicine from the system and applied it to his shoulder.

Bai Hu believed that Xia Yan must have used a flying knife, otherwise all he would see was a corpse.

Whether you live or die is all up to you! Xia Yan stabbed him with the knife, and the blade went into the rock wall.

"Okay, a good death." Fei Bin cheered loudly.

Murong Cheng quickly came to a rock wall covered by vines, pushed aside the vines and walked in.

In order for Xia Yan to practice martial arts, the system is a shortcut, and he must make money.

"Even if this treasure is found, it doesn't belong to me. It's better to guard my one-third of an acre of land."

"You haven't returned to Jinyiwei for a month, so I went into the mountains to find you."

After Bai Hu understood Xia Yan's intention, he said slowly: "You should pay attention to your own discretion."

"I met a grandmaster. I'm so lucky to be alive!" Xia Yan's face was full of smiles, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

"There are some things that you should get rid of as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be a good thing for you."

After feeling relaxed, he fell to the ground as if he had lost all strength, even ignoring the pain in his right shoulder.

"The Ming Dynasty's ancestral system cannot be touched and cannot be mentioned again in the future."

"You're not looking for the treasure anymore." Bai Hu asked doubtfully.

"It's okay, but I need to retreat to heal my wounds. Don't bring anyone here for the time being. I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress them." Murong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly.

As for whether he was dead or not, it was difficult for him to make a judgment before seeing the body.

Lu Xiaofeng thought for a moment, then used Qing Gong to follow.

This is an unexpected gain.

"Is he alive or dead now?"

"Haha." Xia Yan smiled and then fell silent.

As soon as he entered the cave, he heard a cough, "Dad, are you okay?"

"There is never any luck in this kind of thing!" Bai Hu came over after seeing someone squirming on the cliff.

Bai Hu recalled some files about the Murong family, with a solemn expression on his face.

Bai Hu's face softened a little, feeling that if Bai taught Xia Yan during this period, he would at least care about his safety.

Lu Xiaofeng was lying on the stone and sat up in surprise.

The rock under his feet fell down at this moment, and Xia Yan was half hanging on the cliff, but he breathed a sigh of relief and had a smile on his face.

Dongfang Bai was not slow and followed him immediately.

Murong Zhen looked at the two people's retreating figures with murderous intent on his body.

"Cheng'er, go kill everyone on the top of the mountain!"

Murong Cheng accepted the order without hesitation!
Chapter completed!