After Wen Tianyu, Zhu Houzhao and others dealt with the scholar incident, they stopped staying. They said goodbye to Han Wen and left the examination room to continue playing, so that the prince could calm down. If he didn't leave, the emperor would come to inspect the examination room in a while, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
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Zhu Houzhao was sitting in the carriage at this time, feeling bored, "so he said to Gu Dayong; "Gu Dayong, you often come out to buy things, and you are very familiar with the capital. Well, I just found a tavern to eat, and I starved to death."
"Uh, sir, I often go out to buy things. I always go back after I'm done and I don't know if there are any good taverns. Why don't you go ahead and take a look?" Gu Dayong replied carefully.
So the carriage continued to move forward. After a while, the carriage entered an alley. Zhu Houzhao opened the curtain and looked out. The alley was very prosperous, and there was a tavern at the corner of the street with a high plaque. The tavern was very lively, so he asked Liu Jin
Drive the carriage over.
Ma Yongcheng was frightened at this time. Why did he rush here in such a hurry? This alley is the most famous romantic place in the capital. He secretly cried out in his heart. It's over. If the emperor knew that he brought the prince to a place like this, wouldn't he?
Something that can be solved with just a few boards.
But the prince's instructions were not clear. The prince's curiosity was very strong. He kept asking questions, and the more places he was not allowed to go to, the more he went to take a look. Alas! Fortunately, it was okay. The prince was just hungry. He went to the tavern to eat something. That's it.
Just get out of here quickly.
The carriage stopped, and Zhu Houzhao and Wentian Yu got off the carriage. As soon as they got off the carriage, Zhu Houzhao looked around and wanted to take a stroll. Seeing this, Ma Yongcheng hurried forward. He was afraid that the prince would come to the moon-sharing place, so he said, "Master, let's go up.
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Several people went to the restaurant. Liu Jin called the boss and ordered the signature dishes, added a few bottles of good wine, and sat down to wait for the food and drinks.
After a while, the food and wine were served, and everyone was hungry, but the prince didn't do anything, and no one dared to eat first. Zhu Houzhao picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and the young prince's face suddenly turned rosy.
Everyone also started eating, and while Wentian Yu was drinking, he suddenly noticed murderous aura emanating from him. He raised his head to look for the seat where the murderous aura was coming from, and saw a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in martial arts clothes, sitting at the table not far away.
, the facial features are as handsome as a knife, and the whole person exudes a kind of evil spirit, but it gives people a sense of loneliness. The eyes are tightly closed, the cheeks are as pale as ice sculptures, but the closed eyes have some kind of indescribable darkness.
It means that people will be shocked at first sight, as if it awakens some deep fear in the heart.
The young man seemed to feel Wentian Yu's gaze, so he opened his eyes and put down his wine glass. Hui came over and took a look. Their eyes met. At this time, Wentian Yu's eyes flashed with blue light and exuded fighting spirit. The young man was not to be outdone, but after a while the young man felt that he was asking for help.
The fighting spirit in Tian Yu's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the young man's hand that held the sword on the table tightly began to tremble. No one else noticed this. The tavern was filled with ordinary businessmen who didn't know how to do martial arts.
Wen Tianyu saw the young man resisting his fighting spirit and not admitting defeat. He admired such a person in his heart. His face changed for a few times and he withdrew his gaze. But when the young man saw Wen Tianyu retracting his gaze, he suddenly felt relieved.
The weight-bearing and mountain-like pressure on my body has gone away.
Wen Tianyu was curious in his heart. He was so young and had such a strong murderous aura in his body. He probably killed hundreds of people. What kind of person was he? What kind of story did he have? Wen Tianyu pondered for a moment.
"Master Zhu, please eat slowly. I saw an old friend and went over to say hello!" Wentianyu said to Zhu Houzhao calmly.
Zhu Houzhao didn't care when he heard this and drank a small drink by himself.
"Yeah! But it shouldn't be too long. I still have to play while I'm eating."
Wen Tianyu shook his head and stood up. He walked to the door of the tavern and looked back at the young man. He saw that he was still sitting there with a few drops of sweat on his forehead. He ignored him and walked away. Wen Tianyu turned a few times.
Seeing that there were few people in an alley, I raised my hands to use my inner strength, lifted my feet off the ground, and flew up so fast that only an afterimage was left in place. It took a long time for the afterimage to be slowly blown away by the wind.
The speed at which this Nine-Yang Divine Skill can be mastered can be compared to any light skill and body technique. Even if he has only reached the third volume and adds the speed of a blue-eyed zombie, no one can catch him at all.
Wentianyu landed in a forest outside the city. He stood with his hands behind his hands calmly and closed his eyes slowly, as if waiting for something. After a while, the wind picked up, the leaves began to flutter, and a murderous aura rolled in.
A white figure appeared behind Wentian Yu, with a cautious expression on his face and he didn't say a word even though the man had his back turned to him.
The two of them were in a stalemate like this for half a quarter of an hour. Wen Tianyu opened his eyes, turned around and said, "A year ago, the famous thief gang in the world, Heifeng Village, was killed overnight by a young boy in white.
After the massacre, the young man massacred many gangs of robbers within a year. I heard that he was good with a sword, but he never left a name when he killed. He was known as the "cold-faced swordsman" in the world. I really wish I could know such a person.
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After hearing what Wentian Yu said, the young man in white looked shocked and confused. He held the sword in his hand tighter and pondered for a while, "How do you know what happened a year ago? Who are you and why are you investigating me? The young man in white is indifferent.
Asked."
"Haha, I think you made a mistake. I didn't say that the person must be you. I just said it casually. This is what you admitted yourself. I am so busy that I have no time to check on you."
When the man in white heard this, his expression calmed down a lot. It seemed that this man was not here to seek revenge. If true, he must not be his opponent, so he wondered: "Your Excellency is so scheming, how did you know that I am here?"
matter."
Wentian Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Your Majesty. I'm not your enemy, but I want to be your friend. As for how I knew, I started talking about it a year ago, when I was abroad.
While traveling, I happened to go to Suzhou to order a Guqin, and happened to meet **********************. That’s what happened. I also discovered that your aura is the same as that person from back then.
, as to whether you believe it or not, it’s up to you to make your own guess.”
"Oh, so you were also present at that time, why didn't I notice you?" the man in white asked in confusion.
Wentianyu smiled and said, "Haha, I have practiced a martial art of condensing the inner breath. Unless my martial arts is better than me, it will be difficult to find out. But I laughed in my heart, how can I practice the martial arts of condensing the inner breath? It is obviously
The zombie itself is lifeless and can be hidden a little. As long as it is not a Taoist priest with superb Taoist skills, no one can discover it."
Although the man in white is cold and murderous, it is because his martial arts has not reached the level of a master, so he does not know how to restrain his murderous intent, but he is a straightforward person.
"My lord, Song Zichao doesn't know your name." The man in white asked, holding up his hands.
