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Chapter 1553: Life is like a mustard

Ye Fuxun looked at Yan Feiru and said, "You know?"

Yan Feiru's expression was not good, and he nodded and said: "Although Cangzhou is within the territory of the Southern Kingdom, it has been its own country since ancient times. Although it surrenders to the Southern Kingdom, it governs itself internally.

And this Shura Field is a place that belongs exclusively to the Cangzhou nobles. That place specializes in martial arts competitions and raises some fighters. Fighting in one place, only one survives, while the nobles bet on winning or losing. This is a different kind of casino, where the bets are human lives.

.”

Ye Fuxun took a breath of air: "So cruel."

Yan Feiru nodded: "Yes, in the Shura field, once they fail, they will die. Their lives are like grass and grass, they are just other people's playthings."

Ye Fuxun smiled and said: "Of course I want to visit a place like this."

As he spoke, Ye Fuxun coughed and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

Yan Feiru glanced at Ye Fulun, his eyes a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, but there was a bit of joking in his eyes.

When Meng Chenren saw this, his eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty: "Benefactor, you...could it be that the exploding black blood was poisonous?"

Ye Fuxun's face was a little pale, and he forced a smile and said: "Well...that woman has very vicious thoughts. Now that I have been poisoned by her, I naturally have to find her to detoxify me."

Meng Chenren clenched his fists, his face full of guilt: "It's all my fault, I have caused my benefactor to suffer."

Ye Fuxun waved his hand, casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't call me your benefactor. My name is Bai Yue, just call me by my name. Since we have the same purpose, why don't we go to Cangzhou and go together?"

How about it? It would be nice to have someone to take care of you."

Ye Fuxun said this, how could Meng Chenren refuse? He immediately clasped his hands and said, "As long as Brother Jingyue orders you, I, Meng Chenren, can definitely help you do it!"

Ye Fuxun smiled and said: "I have admired very few people in my life. I just want to make friends with you and pledge my allegiance to you. I can't afford it."

A trace of surprise flashed in Meng Chenren's eyes: "You..."

Ye Fuxun smiled: "I happen to have some friendship with Shura. I knew it when I first met you."

Only then did Meng Chenren understand, and he nodded generously and admitted: "Lock Soul is just a name given by people in the world. I just didn't want to reveal my name to those people, so I just used this name to make my benefactor laugh."

However, in Meng Chenren's mind, he had a higher estimate of the young man in front of him. Shura was a famous killer for a long time and was more powerful than himself. However, it seemed not simple that this young man could have friendship with Shura.

He would never have thought that Shura, the most powerful figure in the world of killers, would be the subordinate of the young man in front of him.

Ye Fuxun sighed: "Why do they say that my name is Bai Yue, and I am also called my benefactor. Since we have decided, let's set off today without further delay."

Meng Chenren looked at Ye Fuxun's still somewhat pale face and said, "Don't you need to cultivate for a few more days?"

Ye Fuxun smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid that if I continue to cultivate, my life will be dead. Anyway, now that I have the power to take action, staying here will not do any good except delaying time."

Meng Chenren nodded: "In that case, I'll prepare the horses and carriage and hit the road."

Ye Fuxun nodded and Meng Chenren turned around and went out.

After confirming that Meng Chenren had left, Yan Feiru looked at Ye Fuxun and smiled and said, "You girl, you are pretending to be the same."

Ye Fuxun smiled and touched his nose: "If this were not the case, how could I let Suohun work for me?"

Her body is invulnerable to all poisons, so naturally she will not be poisoned, and Yan Feiru has completely cured all the internal injuries on her body.

He had just deliberately pretended to be poisoned to make Meng Chenren feel even more guilty. After all, Ye Fuxun was infected with the poison in order to save Meng Chenren. According to Meng Chenren's character, he would definitely repay the kindness of saving his life.

However, although Ye Fuxun pretended to be poisoned, her life-saving grace was not fake. She would push Meng Chenren away without hesitation, just because she was sure that she would not be poisoned. But if she had not pushed Meng Chenren away, then Meng Chenren would

Chenren will definitely be poisoned.

Meng Chenren went to the town and bought some fast horses, and the three of them set off on the fast horses to Cangzhou that day.

Cangzhou is said to be a small country, and it is indeed true. It has a wide territory and is a prosperous place. Even when Ye Fuxun saw the scope of Cangzhou, he had to say that the boundaries of Cangzhou are really big for a place named after a state.

Too big.

In addition, he also inquired about something that surprised Ye Fuxun the most. The leader of the Baiwu Alliance whom he heard about a few days ago set up his base in Cangzhou! It seems that this person is ambitious and not only wants to unify the martial arts world, but also wants to go deeper.

The planning is right.

The three of them hurriedly hurried along and arrived in Cangzhou in four or five days. Ye Fuxun felt comforted and said that there was also a stronghold of Yunyuan Pavilion in Cangzhou. In this way, many things would be much more convenient.

Under Meng Chenren's surprised and shocked eyes, Ye Fuxun walked into a restaurant called "Joyful House".

I don't know what Ye Fuxun did, but the restaurant owner treated Ye Fuxun as an honored guest. When he realized what he was doing, the three of them were already sitting in the wing of Joy Building.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant saluted Ye Fuxun and said, "My subordinate Qin Wenshi has met the young master."

Ye Fuxun sipped the hot tea on the table. The tea was rich in fragrance. It was her favorite Biluochun. She nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "No need to be polite. The purpose of my coming here is the Shura Field in Cangzhou. Can you please

Bring me the information related to Shura Field."

The restaurant owner nodded and said, "Master, you'll be here later."

After Qin Wenshi left, Meng Chenren reacted and looked at Ye Fulun with shock in his eyes: "You...are you the master of Yunyuan Pavilion?"

Ye Fuxun smiled and nodded: "I'm just not talented, but I am."

Meng Chenren frowned and said: "It is said that the master of Yunyuan Pavilion is the medical sage Xueyuan, a figure who was powerful in the martial arts world decades ago."

Ye Fuxun said calmly: "It's my father."

Although her face was calm, there was some emotion in her heart.

Xueyuan didn't know that Ye Fuxun recognized him as his father for the first time in his own heart and outsiders.

Maybe he had admitted it a long time ago, but it was just the awkwardness in his heart that made the father and daughter miss him until now.

Meng Chenren suddenly realized: "This is actually the case."

Qin Wenshi soon sorted out the news that Ye Fuxun needed and sent it over. The customs and customs in Cangzhou were different from those in other places. Yunyuan Pavilion naturally followed the locals when they went to the countryside and knew everything about it. Ye Fuxun had a certain understanding of Cangzhou.

Cognition.

Cangzhou used to be a small country independent between the Southern Kingdom and the Lu Kingdom. There were many such small countries in the past, but most of them have been included in the territories of the Lu Kingdom and the Southern Kingdom.

In the Southern Kingdom, there are some such independent small countries. Although they are subordinate to the Southern Kingdom, they have independent governance rights and continue to exist according to local customs. Perhaps it is imperial power, or divine power, or it is...

Tribal form…


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