Yunhao stood at the gate of the temple and watched the members of the Budai Gang running around, and laughed heartily. He had not been so happy for a long time.

Yun Hao's dream since he was a child is to become a chivalrous knight who can do justice for the gods. He can be like the masters in martial arts novels, who can handle with ease in front of a group of vicious gangsters and be chivalrous.

At this moment, he felt as if he had realized his dream. Standing at the door of the ruined temple, his torn clothes were slowly fluttering in the night wind, and his messy hair was dancing. His body actually exuded a faint sense of righteousness.

Coercion.

The old beggar had just walked out from behind the pillar, his face much rosy. Seeing Yun Hao's tall and straight back, the shallow moonlight reflected on Yun Hao's body, making his body covered with a thin layer of light.

There was a trance in the eyes of the old beggar, as if the Yunhao in front of him was no longer a little beggar, but a peerless master. This illusion made his face a little embarrassed. The old beggar looked at Yunhao's back with complicated eyes, and shouted

Said: "Brother, the enemy has retreated. You should go back too!"

When Yunhao heard the old beggar's voice, he trembled in vain and escaped from that mysterious state. He took a deep breath and turned to the old beggar, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you for your help, old man!"

"Help? Brother, you made a mistake. If you hadn't saved the old man by the lake, the old man would have been killed by a bunch of rabble."

"I have a lot of skills, but I don't know what to do. If I knew you had such skills, I wouldn't have done anything more!"

The old beggar was so angry that he puffed his beard and stared: "What? If you had known I had this skill, you wouldn't have planned to save me!"

"Hmm... Based on the stunt I just performed, I'm afraid even if they are the leader of the Budai Gang, they will definitely not be your opponent."

"The old man has told you that I can deal with those who have fighting spirit, but I can't handle those without fighting spirit! This is my biggest secret. If I tell you, you still won't believe it."

‘You still say that you are an atomic bomb, I won’t believe you easily.’ Yunhao thought to himself.

Just after a frightening battle, Yunhao felt tiredness slowly creeping in. He yawned and said, "Old man, if you rest here for one night, those bullshit bag gang shouldn't dare to bother you again. I

Let’s go back first.”

After saying that, he bowed and left, leaving the old beggar behind who kept shouting: "Hey, hey, hey! What's your expression! Don't you still believe the old man? What the old man said is true.

I think of the old man back then..."

Yunhao couldn't help but speed up, putting the old beggar's complaints behind him. Finally he took a long breath and sighed: "The world is finally peaceful."

At night in the capital city, the streets are filled with lanterns, and the streets are bustling with people, making it quite the lively night market.

Yunhao walked for a while, asking three or four people on the way, and now he finally arrived in front of the main entrance of Yun Mansion.

The gate tower of Yun Mansion is very majestic, and the two characters "Yun Mansion" on it are dancing like dragons and phoenixes, which is quite typical of everyone.

This was the first time Yunhao saw the front entrance of his home, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Tsk tsk! It's so majestic and majestic. Apart from the imperial palace, my house is probably the only one that looks the most majestic in the capital!"

After saying that, he walked towards the mansion. The nurse in front of the door couldn't help but was stunned for a moment. At this time, Yunhao looked like a beggar. Even if Yun Liangyi stood in front of Yunhao in person, he wouldn't be able to recognize him at a glance.

This son with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Dang!" Two black killing sticks crossed in front of Yunhao and blocked his way in. A deacon in front of the door threatened with a cold face: "Bold maniac! This is the Prime Minister's Mansion too.

You beggar can come in at will!"

Yunhao stood there with a confused look on his face and said, "I am your eldest young master!"

Although the deacon has been stationed at the gate all year round, he still has some impression of Yun Hao's appearance. At this time, the man in front of him is in ragged clothes, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Although the outline is vaguely similar, but... he has never seen Yun Hao before.

Hao looked so embarrassed.

He burst into laughter and said: "Although our eldest young master is no better than other young masters in the mansion, he is not something that a beggar like you can impersonate at will! Come on, this person pretends to be the eldest young master of the Yun Mansion, beat him with ten sticks and kill the mighty stick.

Let him remember it for a long time!" The deacon waved his hand, leaving no chance for Yunhao to explain.

There were four big men in black attire standing at the door. When they heard the steward's instructions, they immediately raised their sticks and hit Yun Hao on him without hesitation.

Yunhao happened to be standing in the middle of the four nursing homes at this time, and the four killing sticks came with the sound of whistling wind. Yunhao lamented in his heart: "What kind of bullshit luck did you have today? It happened four times in one day when you went out."

Surprisingly, the sky has eyes! The distance is so close, and the skills of the four big men are not weak, and they all have the cultivation of eighth-level trainee swordsmen. How can Yunhao, who has no fighting spirit, be their opponent? This stick does not hesitate.

All of them hit him.

These four guards were obviously not merciful people. They were extremely aggressive and even used fighting spirit. The deacon and the four big men had long seen that he was a person who did not know how to fight. At this time, they did not have any strength left. This

After four sticks came down, the skin and flesh were immediately torn apart.

There was a sneer on the corner of the deacon's mouth. For them, the beggar was just a tool to vent their anger. They had made a private bet, saying that whoever happened to kill the troublemaker with a stick on the tenth day, then the other people would have to

Present fifty taels of silver.

They were very measured in their attacks. Everyone wanted to be killed at the tenth blow. The fate of a beggar was very low, and the government would not pursue charges against these warriors for such a murder case.

Yunhao gritted his teeth in pain and was speechless. Damn it, wait until I get better before I deal with you bastards! He could only think bitterly in his heart.

Seeing that the second wave of sticks from these four people was about to come down, Yunhao's face turned pale, and he would be paralyzed if not dead after this wave!

"Stop!" This voice sounded like the sound of nature from my ears.

The four nursing staff suddenly stopped and saw Lai He running hurriedly from the street outside the house. He helped Yunhao look at him and said with tears: "Young Master, old slave

I'm late and I'm sorry for you!"

Yunhao's teeth were so painful that they were chattering. What else could he say?

The four guards suddenly looked at each other, a little flustered. The eldest young master was still a young master even though he had no status in the mansion. These servants would definitely receive some serious punishment if they openly beat their master.

The deacon's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he saw the confidant of the eldest young master in the mansion coming to recognize him. Finally, he curled his lips with disdain and said: "Isn't he just a loser? If you beat him, he will beat me. I will bear the responsibility. How about you?

What are you afraid of!"

After hearing what the deacon said, the four of them felt a little more at ease. Laihe glared at the deacon with blazing anger in his eyes. The deacon sneered and said, "What? Old man, are you impatient now? Tell me.

You, if I dare to hit your young master, I will kill your little old man!"

Laihe lowered his head silently, holding back tears and trying to help Yunhao walk to the house.

Yunhao gathered enough strength to hold Lai He back, turned around and asked the deacon tremblingly: "You... what's your name?"

The deacon glanced at Yun Hao contemptuously and replied lazily: "Young Master is worried, I'm Huang Ming!"

He said these words with great momentum, and did not take Yun Hao's threatening words seriously at all. A cold light flashed in Yun Hao's eyes, and he muttered: "Huang Ming, you are very good! Very good..."

Laihe whispered in Yunhao's ear: "Young master, forget it. It's better not to offend Huang Ming..."

Yunhao said nothing more with a dark face. With Lai He's help, he reluctantly headed towards the courtyard.

Everyone has someone they love to protect the most, and this person is his nirvana. Laihe treats him like his own son, and he will never allow anyone to bully Laihe. If there is... then he will also let the blind person

Something to kneel down and apologize in person.
Chapter completed!