However, Xu Fan's expression was very content at this time, and he did not feel frustrated about losing his wealth.

Even Zi'er, who was driving in the car, couldn't stand looking like this.

The Xu family was on the run with their entire family. Even though it was not a time of war, they would feel uneasy no matter where they fled if they were targeted by traitors like the Yin Yang Sect.

And Xu Fan looked so lazy, not worried at all. It seemed as if the fire a few days ago was not his ancestral home.

The two looked at each other, Xu Fan saw Zi'er's angry eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled faintly. "Zi'er, don't worry, the people from the Yin and Yang Sect will not come to us again, they are in big trouble now and trouble."

The Qian Kingdom is still at its peak, and although the vassal kings from various places occasionally have different intentions, they have not yet gone so far as to violate the decree of the divine capital.

At most, he can just shirk the blame, but he will never dare to go against Shenjing's will.

The Xu family was a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River, and this time they were almost wiped out.

Before all parties in Daqian Chaotang could reach a tacit agreement, one hundred households in Yin Yang Gate and Diaoyutai set off a huge wave.

No one wants to see this kind of thing.

From the beginning to the end of this incident, Xu Fan saw no trace of the Nan'an Prince's Palace. He had killed a concubine of the Prince's Palace, and Li Muzhi could not remain indifferent.

Zi'er was overjoyed at first, but soon the look on her face dimmed, "Master, please stop comforting me. Which family can survive being targeted by traitors?"

"Then do you regret it?"

Xu Fan turned sideways slightly, scratched Zi'er's hair with his hand, and teased.

"Regret? I don't!"

Zi'er had a tough look on her face, but her eyes were a little moist.

If it weren't for the fact that his young master was still safe and sound, Zi'er might have left with the Xu family to find his mistress.

She is an orphan. If Xu's mother had not taken her in and left her to play with Xu Fan in Botaoting, Zi'er would have died of hunger and cold when she was a child.

It seemed that outside the window, the officers and soldiers of the Guangling Prefecture City Defense Battalion who were accompanying them were watching the surrounding wilderness with vigilance, holding spears and lasso tightly in their hands, and the quivers on their backs were full of arrows.

They had been traveling like this for more than half a day, and the convoy of wealthy businessmen from the city behind them slowly drove out of the north gate of Guangling Mansion.

If it hadn't been for the commander's personal explanation, Captain Qian Dahai, who was in charge of this escort mission, would have whipped his horse on the buttocks and ordered his men to hurry up.

The Yin-Yang Gate rebels attacked the Xu family in Guangling Prefecture. Although he did not rush into the Xu house personally, he experienced the fire personally. Qian Dahai led a team of 100 officers to patrol the streets nearby.

Thinking of the fire at that time, his whole soul was frightened.

When I returned home that night, I moved my wife and concubines into the military camp, fearing that I might accidentally be beheaded by the Yin-Yang Clan rebels at night.

"Go quickly and don't waste time! If something unexpected happens, I don't think you soldiers and scoundrels will have a place to cry."

Qian Dahai looked at the shadowy caravan in the distance of the official road that connected to the end of the sky. He held back his anger and shouted at the followers around him.

Everyone in the Xu family in the motorcade also heard Qian Dahai's roar, and their hearts trembled. They thought the traitor was coming again, and they all shrank together in fear.

Xu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and knocked lightly on the outside of the carriage several times, and said to the patrol battalion officer on the side of the official road, "Don't worry, the traitors from the Yin and Yang Gate don't dare to come again."

After hearing this, many people looked at the spacious carriage in the middle of the carriage.

Qian Dahai frowned when he heard the voice. He was about to whip up his whip and yell at the other party, but when he saw that it was the dandy young master of the Xu family, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

After all, he had received five thousand taels of silver from the Xu family. For the sake of the money, he could only let a dandy young master talk nonsense, turn his head to the other side, and look up at the sky in a daze.

"Master, are you serious about this? The traitors won't come looking for us?"

"If it's true, that would be great, and everyone wouldn't have to worry about it anymore."

"Everyone, please relax, Brother Fan will not lie to you. Let's go on our way with peace of mind. When we get to Jinling, our Xu family will be fine."

After hearing what Xu Fan said, Xu Wenshu, who was hugging his wife in the carriage, opened the curtain and said loudly to the servants of the Xu family.

He was also worried about whether the Yin Yang Sect would make a comeback. On this day, everyone in the mansion was uneasy. Even the wife and two children in the car had sad faces. Xu Wenshu could only comfort him loudly.

"Master, are those traitors really not going to come back again?"

Zi'er moved her body, holding a celadon tea cup from the small coffee table on the side, offering Xu Fan a cup of hot tea, and asked softly.

As Xu Fan's personal maid, she sincerely hopes that the Xu Mansion can return to its original state and not be harmed by weapons.

Xu Fan took the tea cup, took a big sip, and said with a smile, "I haven't tasted the tea Zi'er made for me for a long time. It's really good. What a pity."

"What a pity?" Zi'er's beautiful eyebrows that had just stretched out were frowned again, and she whispered as softly as a mosquito.

Xu Fan saw a sad look on Zi'er's beautiful oval face. He was stunned for a moment, then chuckled loudly and said, "Zi'er, you misunderstood. Master, I like drinking now. What about tea? I can try it occasionally."

Although the True Solution Gourd is damaged, the wine can still slowly nourish it, or at least it can delay the complete dissipation of the True Solution Gourd's spirituality.

Naturally, these cannot be taught to outsiders. Only by constantly nourishing him with fine wine can Xu Fan escape from the predicament of dissipating the vitality of heaven and earth as soon as possible.

Although the True Solution Gourd is damaged, it is after all one of the magic weapons that accompanied Xu Fan in his previous life. As long as it is nourished by fine wine, it can still breed a weak vitality of heaven and earth.

Xu Fan stood up and came to sit next to Zi'er, leaning against the brocade quilt on the soft couch, pointing in the direction of Jinling outside the window, "Jinling is the heart of Jiangnan Road, right?"

Zi'er nodded.

"Hurry up, Guangling Mansion is only one day's journey from Jinling Mansion, right?" Xu Fan said very seriously.

Zi'er also nodded very seriously.

"Guangling Mansion was attacked by the Yin Yang Gate rebels." Xu Fan pondered for a moment and said.

This time, Zi'er shook her head slightly and said, "Young master, you were wrong. The thieves attacked and burned our Xu Mansion, not Guangling Mansion."

Xu Fan smiled slightly, but a cold and stern look flashed deep in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to rub the long black hair on Zi'er's head, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice, "In the eyes of the Jinling Mansion, and in the eyes of the Shenjing Court, they

It will be thought that the Yin Yang Sect rebels attacked Guangling Mansion."

Although Zi'er didn't understand the difference, when her young master said this, she nodded slightly.

At this time, Zi'er thought of the fire that night, her eyes turned red again, and she murmured, "Master, do you think the imperial court will avenge our Xu family?"

An ordinary servant living in a secular dynasty is still a woman.

Zi'er can only place her hope on the government, hoping that the court can send troops to completely wipe out the rebellion and avenge the people who died in the Xu family.

Sensing the deep hope and desire in Zi'er's eyes, Xu Fan just hummed softly.

He did not hold out hope that the Daqian court would help the Xu family completely clear out the Yin and Yang Sect.

He will do all this himself.

But in order to appease Zi'er's frightened heart, Xu Fan still said in a calm tone, "The Yin Yang Sect is a traitor, and of course the court will not let them go."

After getting a positive answer from the young master, the worried look on Zi'er's face still did not dissipate. She sniffled and tried to stop her tears from falling.

"Master, are the thieves from the Yin and Yang Sect really not coming?"

That night, many people died in the Xu Mansion. At that time, there were thousands of people in the Xu Mansion. Now, there are less than a hundred people in the Xu Mansion.

Zi'er couldn't imagine that she was really worried about losing the young master. The young master had been suffering in Xujiazhuang for three years. He had not enjoyed any happiness after he came back, so he had to flee with his family.

"Why, Zi'er still doesn't believe in your young master?"

Xu Fan poured a glass of wine from the crack of the old gourd, tasted it carefully, and looked at Zi'er with a relieved smile in his eyes.

Zi'er lowered her head slightly and nodded lightly. She believed in her young master, but those people were traitors, murderous traitors.

The windows of another carriage in the convoy were covered by thick gauze, making it difficult for outsiders to see what was inside.

However, this carriage followed closely behind the Xu family members, already showing its extraordinary character.

In the carriage, a dim oil lamp illuminated the interior of the carriage.

Bai Luohe sat cross-legged and looked down at a pile of letter paper in her hand. The content written on it confused her. The content was very simple, but it made her feel uneasy.

Her bright eyes were ethereal, and a look of wonder appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

She really couldn't understand why Xu Fan had such a profound method of cultivating Taoism. There was a method of cultivating immortals written on the piece of paper in his hand.

When she read the contents of the letter, her heart trembled.

She didn't let Xu Fan teach her because she was worried about being secretly controlled by Xu Fan. What she was even more worried about was that what Xu Fan taught her was some kind of evil spell. However, when she looked at the content in her hand.

"The human way is vague, the immortal way is vast, when the door of life is opened, the immortal way is precious... all the weather is in turmoil..."

After reading the last sentence on the letter paper, the cyclone acupoints in Bai Luohe's body trembled, as if some strange change had occurred.

She could clearly feel that the cyclone points in her body were disappearing and the meridians were dissolving.

Bai Luohe looked frightened at this time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a large piece of his robe behind his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Why did my cyclone acupoint disappear? Could it be that what Xu Fan gave me was a way to spread my energy? This is too scary!"

While frightened, Bai Luohe's eyes showed a hint of joy. If all the Yin-Yang Clan skills were lost, wouldn't she no longer have to worry about being controlled by the Yin-Yang Clan?

Time passed little by little, and in the dim carriage, the candlelight swayed slightly as the carriage swayed.

Bai Luohe was always sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, cold sweat constantly oozing out from his fair skin, and the muscles and veins all over his body were appearing and disappearing on his mutton-fat jade-like skin.

She endured pain that is unbearable for ordinary people. It is difficult to practice Kung Fu, and it is even harder to spread Kung Fu!

After only holding on for half an hour, Bai Luohe's face turned as pale as paper. He bit his lip tightly with his teeth, and a trace of black blood slowly spilled out from the corner of his lip, dripping down the white gauze scarf and onto the white dress.

His slender hands were clasped together in front of him, and his body was shaking constantly. It was as if he would faint if he was not careful.

Even so, she always endured the painful gnawing in the meridians all over her body.

Half an hour later, a cyclone acupuncture point finally disappeared, and Bai Luohe exhaled a mouthful of turbid air with blood mist. At this time, a faint blush appeared on her snow-white face.


Chapter completed!