In the academic atmosphere of friendly discussions, Yang Qingyuan and Hu Cheng walked to a sparsely populated place with only four guards patrolling here.
"Captain Hu, are you talking about this place?"
"How is it?! Are there not enough guards here?!" Hu Cheng's tone was already gloomy.
Yang Qingyuan pretended not to know, and explained to Hu Cheng, "This is not a weakness, but a flaw that I deliberately gave to the enemy. If anyone thinks this is a weakness and attacks here, they will be attacked by soldiers on the left and right.
Attack from both sides, completely defeated!"
Hu Cheng didn't see anything mysterious, and he wasn't interested either.
No matter what Yang Qingyuan says at this moment, it can no longer change the fate of dying here.
"Since this place is so mysterious, why don't you sleep here forever!"
As he spoke, Hu Cheng clapped his hands, and more than a dozen soldiers who had been lying in ambush ran out from all sides, vaguely surrounding Yang Qingyuan and Hu Cheng.
Although the moonlight was slightly dim tonight, Yang Qingyuan's innate Taoist eyes still recognized it.
The first one to run out was the first one to report the news to the prefect's mansion last night. As expected, he strived to be first in everything he did.
The one behind and to the right of Hu Cheng was the one who explained Hu Cheng's plan in the most detail last night.
There is also the one with the crossbow. It was he who used the arrow to send the message to the prefect's mansion last night.
And the one who wants the most money and the one who comes last...
Good guy, a group of people ambushed me, except Hu Cheng himself, they were all undercover.
You'd have to call yourself an expert after seeing this gin! Undercover makes you understand!
"Master Yang, you didn't expect it!"
Yang Qingyuan nodded, "I really didn't expect it!"
Unexpectedly, you brought a group of court loyalists to ambush you.
"To deal with smart people like Mr. Yang, the simpler the plan, the more effective it will be!"
Effective...?
At this moment, Hu Cheng has a winning chance.
"Is there anything else you want to say?!"
Yang Qingyuan looked around. It seemed that it would be awkward to say anything at this time. If he forced himself to say or write something, it would make people feel that he was pretending to be forceful. Generally, at this time, he should break the cup! But he didn't have a cup on hand.
In the end, Yang Qingyuan chose to remain silent, keeping a low profile even when serving cups.
Looking at Yang Qingyuan who had nothing to say, Zhu Cheng was extremely proud.
"Then please let Master Yang go on your way!"
After saying that, Hu Cheng took out his sword and decided to make the first cut himself.
No one noticed that the moonlight on the ground seemed to be brighter at this moment.
"Zheng!"
There was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and Yang Qingyuan suddenly looked up and saw a black figure standing on the treetops on one side.
Hu Cheng was killed with a sword before he had time to react.
This is completely different from the script designed by Yang Qingyuan.
The red and black blood dripped on the snow, looking particularly dazzling.
It wasn't until Hu Cheng fell to the ground that everyone reacted.
At this moment, Yang Qingyuan also saw clearly the appearance of the person who took action. She was a woman, a beautiful and aloof woman, wearing a black skirt and white boots, so beautiful that it made people palpitate.
This temperament is very similar to that of his junior sister, and somewhat similar to the ruthlessness of Liu Men, but it is more cold and arrogant.
Like the bright moon in the dark night, she was as cold as dust. More importantly, this woman's martial arts was far superior to Liu Yinsong's, and she was even close to Yang Qingyuan, who had mastered the first level of innate body-breaking invisible sword energy at this moment.
"You are a good official! You should not die in the hands of such a villain."
The woman landed gently on the snow, leaving no traces wherever she passed.
There is no trace left when treading on the snow, and the light of the sword reflects the moon.
As she got closer, she seemed to realize something was wrong.
Yang Qingyuan looks like a civil servant, but his temperament at this moment is too strange.
Taoism is natural and makes people feel close to it, but in contrast to this, Yang Qingyuan is unfathomable.
It seems that he doesn't know martial arts, but his martial arts skills seem to be superior to his own.
When she looked at Yang Qingyuan, Yang Qingyuan was also guessing about the origin of this woman.
With her sword skills just now, she is already as good as Ye and Xi, but she doesn't seem to be a character in famous sword poems. She should have heard of such a person.
Although she only made one move, Yang Qingyuan could feel her sword intention.
The bright moon shines lonely and cold, and the light of the sword is as high as the sky.
This level of swordsmanship talent is enough to rival Ye Jianhan.
"Thank you girl for saving me, Yang Qingyuan is very grateful!"
The woman stared at Yang Qingyuan for a long time, and finally shook her head, "Maybe you don't need my rescue!"
Yang Qingyuan's body is in harmony with nature, and his Dao charm is natural. Generally, the Yuan Hua realm cannot see the depth at all, and the warriors of the Dongxuan realm may not be able to see through it, but the woman in front of him can see through it.
"Dare I ask the girl's name?"
The woman didn't show any pretense and answered directly, "Liu Wangshu."
Hmm... never heard of it.
The surrounding soldiers were also surrounding Yang Qingyuan at this moment, in a defensive posture, fearing that Liu Wangshu would be detrimental to Yang Qingyuan.
"Sure enough, even if I don't take action, you won't be in danger."
Liu Wangshu left school and traveled around the world. When she arrived in Jizhou, it happened to be snowing heavily, but for her, it was nothing. She was indifferent and didn't care what others did.
As for why Yang Qingyuan is a good official, it is just Liu Wangshu's excuse. The fundamental reason is that Yang Qingyuan seems to suit her.
As for disaster relief, helping people, and cracking down on profiteers, what does it have to do with her?
Of course, you cannot directly say that I like you. Of course, you have to find a suitable reason. So whichever reason is the most suitable is nothing more than holding high the banner of righteousness.
Yang Qingyuan said to the people on the side, "Take Hu Cheng's body and clean it up, and tell the whole camp tomorrow."
One of them's eyes lit up, and then he said to the people around him, "Everyone, clean up quickly. Hurry up."
The other knife-wielding man hesitated for a moment, "But for your safety, sir."
When the person in front saw that his teammates were so confused about the situation, he kicked him and said, "Get to work quickly! Talk less, do more!"
A group of people packed up the bodies in an instant and left the place, leaving Yang Qingyuan alone to face such a terrifying female swordsman.
Standing with a sword in hand, Liu Wangshu is wearing a black skirt and white boots, but it is like the bright moon in the sky, lighting up the night sky.
Yang Qingyuan no longer hides, his Tao charm is turned on, and the innate invisible body-breaking sword energy is faintly surrounding him.
"Wudang Yang Qingyuan has met Liu Nuxia."
Yang Qingyuan's appearance is still very good. Although he is slightly inferior to Li Xunhuan, his Taoist charm is inherently friendly.
"Who am I? It turns out that he is a disciple of Zhenwu Dao Zun. No wonder he has such cultivation at such a young age."
After Yang Qingyuan stopped hiding it deliberately, Liu Wangshu also saw that Yang Qingyuan's true cultivation level was not inferior to his own, and he was still surrounded by sword energy from time to time.
"Zheng!"
There was a sword cry, and the long sword in Liu Wangshu's hand was pointed directly at Yang Qingyuan. Seeing such an opponent, Liu Wangshu was very happy to see him.
"Now that we've met, why not let's compete?!"
Yang Qingyuan took off his sword from his waist and held it in his palm, "You can't use it here, and it's easy to alert the soldiers if you fight. How about changing places? How about?!"
Liu Wangshu nodded slightly, sheathed his sword, and followed the leaping Yang Qingyuan.