That person was none other than Cao Yunfei, the master who taught Zhao Wuyou the Supreme Taoist Scriptures.
On the high wall, Cao Yunfei was wearing a black scarf, a black cloth over his face, and a navy blue robe. He was holding a rusty long sword without a sheath in his hand, which looked very cool.
Zhao Wuyou sighed, this unlucky master was too cool. How old was he and he still looked depressed? Didn't he know he was going to die?
However, when Cao Yunfei showed up, Zhao Wuyou knew that there was a high probability that he would not die, so he quickly circulated the inner energy in his body to restore his condition.
Gong Jiu saw Zhao Wuyou sitting cross-legged, seemingly using his true energy to dispel the toxins in his body.
"You are about to die, but you still dare to struggle to the death?" Gong Jiu roared and took the knife forward, preparing to kill Zhao Wuyou.
Just when he walked in front of Zhao Wuyou and was about to land the long knife on Zhao Wuyou's neck, Cao Yunfei on the high wall moved. He swung the sword incredibly and blocked Gong Jiu's full blow.
, and even forced him back dozens of steps.
"Everyone come together, we must not let Zhao Wuyou be rescued." Behind everyone, Jing Zhaoyin stood up staggeringly, looking at everyone and shouted loudly.
The strong men who reacted took iron rods in their hands and rushed towards Zhao Wuyou, who was sitting cross-legged and resting.
With a "whoosh" sword, a sword blade passed by and cut off the strong men rushing in the first row. Cao Yunfei also landed next to Zhao Wuyou like an immortal.
"You kid, are you so angry?" After Cao Yunfei said that, he directly picked up Zhao Wuyou and swung his sword again, sweeping away a large area of those who were chasing him.
Fly up the wall and fly away with the sword.
Seeing Zhao Wuyou who had already flown away, Gong Jiu felt a pain in his heart and vomited three taels of blood.
"Who is this man? Why is he so powerful? He just waved three swords lightly and took control of the situation. Is there really such a godly man in the world?"
In disbelief, Gong Jiu still accepted this reality with difficulty. His body had been seriously injured by the sword energy, and he would not be able to recover in less than ten days and a half.
Gong Jiu dragged his injured body away. Inside Jing Zhao Mansion, Jing Zhao Yin was dizzy because he was hit hard by Zhao Wuyou. When he saw Gong Jiu leaving, he also sighed and cursed secretly:
"You are still hanging out with the prince. You can't even kill a dying person. You have the nerve to go out without people. If I were you, I would have found a place where no one is around to kill myself."
Complaints are complaints, Fu Yin knew that he had to report this matter to his superiors, so he ordered the mess to be cleaned up, and he went back to his room to sit and rest, and asked his master to write a memorial to explain the matter.
In the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Wubing from the Zhenguo Palace knew about this. He angrily knocked down the teacup in his hand and shouted:
"Trash, a bunch of trash, they can't even kill a dying person, what use do you have?"
Master Du lowered his head when he came to report. He didn't understand cultivation, he only knew how to do things as he was told. This matter should have been reported by Fu Yin himself, but Fu Yin was beaten until he vomited blood. He could only find someone to do this.
The young master will do it for you.
After Zhao Wuyou lost his temper, he calmed down and looked at his master, asking, "Who is the person who rescued Zhao Wuyou? Do you have any clues?"
"No... not yet." Master whispered in a trembling voice.
"Trash, everything is trash."
Zhao Wubing scolded the master and drove him away, sitting on his chair and sulking.
He spent a lot of energy planning this matter, and even weighed the relationship between all parties at huge costs and benefits. The purpose was to kill Zhao Wuyou, a serious troublemaker. But now, Zhao Wuyou is not dead, and is still being killed.
He was rescued, and he, as the ruler of the country, was a model of failure and incompetence.
In the Prince's Mansion, the atmosphere was also depressing. Gong Jiu dragged his injured body back to the Prince's Mansion, but before he could speak, his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground.
The prince sitting on the chair had sharp eyes, and two doctors stood below him.
"Back to the Crown Prince, Gong Jiu suffered internal injuries, but it's not serious. He only needs a good rest for two days to recover."
The prince waved his hand and ordered the doctor to go down. He turned his head and looked at an old man standing beside him.
"Butler He, what do you think of this matter?"
The old man thought for a moment and then said:
"Prince, Zhao Wuyou is a very evil person. He was able to withstand Gong Jiu's attacks even after being poisoned. He was even able to hit Gong Jiu several times. This is a remarkable thing.
As for the person who rescued Zhao Wuyou, he was even more unfathomable. He could cut off dozens of people with just three swords. There were not many people in the Fengming Empire who could do this.
In my opinion, we should just wait and see what happens. As for Zhao Wuyou’s matter, let’s leave it to the Duke of Zhen. After all, he has asked the emperor for orders, and the emperor also agreed that he should investigate Zhao Wuyou’s matter.”
The prince suddenly realized that of course he knew that Duke Zhenguo had openly asked the emperor to investigate Zhao Wuyou, and he said with certainty that Zhao Laoliu's death was related to Zhao Wuyou, but in fact, everything was still an illusion, and he did not
Real evidence.
In order to obliterate Zhao Wuyou, Duke Zhao Wubing even went so far as to frame him and provide false evidence, and did everything possible to kill Zhao Wuyou. As the prince, he could only silently support and allow him to do this.
Now that Zhao Wuyou has not been killed, it has to be said that it is a future trouble. If the surviving Zhao Wuyou starts to make a fuss in the capital over this matter, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the capital and another bloody storm will occur. I think
Here, the prince scolded Duke Zhao Wubing again in his heart.
In the capital, the Imperial Guards were busy searching Zhao Wuyou's heart, but Zhao Wuyou was still lying in a dilapidated house on the outskirts to adjust himself with the help of Cao Yunfei.
In the evening, Cao Yunfei put away his true energy and opened his eyes. He was secretly shocked. Zhao Wuyou had progressed too fast. He only borrowed his own true energy for less than an hour and had already dispelled the toxins in his body.
Half of it, this speed is really incredible.
After regaining his life, Zhao Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, turned around, and said to Cao Yunfei:
"Thank you, Master, for your life-saving grace. I will never forget it."
"Bah, there is truth in your mouth. If I believe you, it will be because you don't want to live long."
Cao Yunfei smiled and scolded Zhao Wuyou, then put away his smile and said righteously:
"Now everyone in the capital is looking for you, and your people are also looking for you. What are you going to do next?"
Zhao Wuyou was silent. He was now full of murderous intent and eager to return to the capital to fight with his mortal enemies.
But after calming down, he still chose not to be impulsive. He had no way to become an enemy of the entire Fengming Empire. The top priority was to cultivate his body well, then develop his power well, and finally take revenge.
"Your men originally planned to rob you, but I sent a message to them, asking them to wait quietly. If I rescue you, they will retreat. If I cannot rescue you, they will take action again.
Now that you've been rescued, they should be looking for you, but it's still safe."
After Cao Yunfei finished his analysis, he turned his attention to his apprentice. After only being separated for more than half a year, this apprentice became prosperous in the capital and even developed his own power. His master did not have this ability.
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Zhao Wuyou nodded, knowing the news about his subordinates, he finally felt at ease, so he pointed the finger at his master again, and asked:
"Master, what's wrong with you? Why did you leave Fengming Sect suddenly?"
"Don't worry about my affairs. Go back to the capital and do something for me." Cao Yunfei turned around and said.
"You tell me, as long as I am still alive, I will do my best to complete this matter."
Cao Yunfei nodded with satisfaction, and then said:
"You know Chiyun Pavilion, right? I want you to protect a person in Chiyun Pavilion."
"Your daughter?" Zhao Wuyou recalled Huamei's words and suddenly remembered that there was his master's daughter in the Chiyun Pavilion.
With a "boom", Cao Yunfei suddenly stood up. He looked at Zhao Wuyou in disbelief and asked:
"How did you know?"
"Huamei, a woman from the Phoenix clan, told me." Zhao Wuyou told the truth.
"She dares to say anything." Cao Yunfei shook his head, then stared at Zhao Wuyou and said with hope:
"Can you do it and protect my daughter?"
"Yes, but I don't know your daughter. Why is she not in Chiyun Pavilion but in the capital?" Zhao Wuyou was puzzled.
"My daughter is friends with the princess Feng Yuxue, and my daughter is playful, so she came to the capital with her master, specifically responsible for contacting the capital and Chiyun Pavilion."
"Are you friends with Princess Feng Yuxue?" Zhao Wuyou fell into deep thought. Then he raised his head and asked tentatively:
"Could it be that your daughter is the girl named Lavender with the mole between her eyebrows?"
Cao Yunfei was so excited that he knelt down, held Zhao Wuyou's shoulders with both hands and said:
"What, you knew my daughter before?"
"Not only did we know each other, we even had a fight." Zhao Wuyou complained silently in his heart. This chapter has been completed!