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Chapter 67 Carrying Baskets

The farce in the capital finally ended with everyone dispersing, but the undercurrent in the capital was getting stronger and stronger. Almost every major force smelled a hint of danger. The always peaceful old man

The emperor could hardly sit still and wanted to clear the way for his son to ascend the throne.

In the Yun Mansion, the servants were busy clearing away the banquets. Most of the banquets were cleared away without using a few chopsticks. Yunhao finally felt a kind of aristocratic luxury.

But he didn't stop here to watch, but rushed straight back to his small courtyard. The black robe exposed in the basket just now reminded him of the Juepoqing, as if this old guy was no longer there.

How much stamina, otherwise how could he be willing to hide under the basket on the street with his arrogance?

However, although Yun Hao has murderous intentions, it is still better to hide for a while. Otherwise, if this guy escapes by chance, the Ghost King Palace may not keep its promise and immediately come to kill Yun Mansion, even though Yun Mansion has a Tianpin Swordsman in charge.

, most people will not escape bad luck. This kind of unreasonable disaster caused entirely by himself, he is not willing to involve other people, especially these family members who can be said to be related to him by blood.

He hurriedly changed his clothes, painted his face dark, slipped out of the house quietly through the back door, and walked towards where the basket was. After feeling hurriedly, he found that the basket was still there. Without saying anything, he put it together.

Just leave.

Juepoqing was originally facing off against two great masters, but his body had already suffered severe internal injuries. At the last moment, he had no choice but to use the Ghost King Palace's palace-suppressing movement, the Smoke and Psychedelic Step. This movement is an advanced level movement at the Xuan level.

At its peak, it was comparable to Earth-level body skills and was famous for being unpredictable. Although the footwork was so powerful, it also consumed a lot of fighting energy. Therefore, even the master of the Ghost King Palace should not treat this set of footwork as ordinary.

When used for a long time, the body technique can be regarded as a life-saving trick.

Juepoqing was already at the end of his strength, and all the fighting energy in his body was exhausted. In order to escape, he burned his essence and blood at the expense of his own blood and essence and ran away in a flash.

It's a pity that although this fighting spirit is strong, it can't support him to run a longer distance. After escaping two streets, he felt dizzy. Looking around, only the inconspicuous basket in front of him seemed to be able to hide himself.

Not caring about the face, he got in like a gust of wind.

The vendors on the street were all not very well-educated and could only feel a gust of wind blowing by. As for Juepoqing, he didn't even see his shadow.

With such an exquisite movement, even Xiao Wanli's eyesight only saw a flash of black light disappearing, and he was secretly glad in his heart. If he had used such a movement to attack people earlier, the two of them would have been overwhelmed if they joined forces in time.

The basket shook violently, and Juepoqing, who was concentrating on healing his wounds inside, couldn't help but a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He suddenly opened his eyes and found that the scenery in front of him seemed to be constantly moving. A panic flashed in his eyes.

, this step-by-step rhythm has made him understand the current situation. "Damn! Could I have been abducted by human traffickers?"

Of course, this thought only passed by for a moment, and then he tried to move his body to see what happened. However, just a slight movement caused internal injuries in his body, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The smell of blood filled the basket.

At this time, the conversation outside caught his attention, "Brother, what is that thing on your back? Why does it smell like blood?"

"Oh. I bought a pig at the market today. I cut a hole to check the quality of the meat."



The Juepoqing inside immediately rolled his eyes, so angry in his heart! He actually compared himself, a dignified elder of the Ghost King Palace, to a pig! He cursed in his heart, boy, wait for me! When I recover my skills, I will cut you into pieces.

!

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, wondering when I had ever been so angry! I couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and the smell of blood became even stronger.

Panting heavily, Yunhao finally reached the city gate. Only in the outskirts of the city where there are few people can he get things done! There was a lot of noise near the city gate, and the soldiers seemed to be arguing about something. For a while, no one checked the sneaky people.

The evil Yunhao.

After leaving the city gate, Yunhao slowly exhaled. He didn't know that the always disciplined city guard had taken the wrong medicine today, and he didn't check the passing merchants. It was really strange!

Shaking his head, Yunhao walked to the suburbs with a basket on his back. In fact, the guards were not happy! He had just been summoned by Mr. Sun to watch a show, and then he was scolded. He was very upset.

It’s a grievance. Who knew that after I came back, the person who was originally on guard said that it was time to change shifts, which made the guards on the next shift anxious. Why! We just rushed over to gather without touching the ground, and we were scolded.

After a while, the time you stand on guard is the time for standing guard, and the time for listening to the opera is the time for listening to the opera. How can you include the time you just gathered together! The other party is not happy either. We are following orders from our superiors. Now it’s time

It's time to change shifts at 0 o'clock, otherwise you won't have very little time to stand guard...

Ignoring the two parties who were constantly arguing, Master Yun turned around step by step and walked into a small forest where no one was seen.

He took the basket off his back and threw it to the ground. He sighed to himself: "Grandma, you are such a bear. Pigs have become heavier these days."

Poof... A miserable sound of spurting blood came from the basket, which shocked Yunhao. This old guy kept vomiting blood all the way here. Oh my God! How many CCs did he have in his body? This would be absolutely impossible in modern times.

It can be used as a mobile blood supply machine.

"Boy! You...you, you, you don't want to live anymore!"

Juepoqing's voice was trembling a little, and he didn't know whether it was caused by his physical weakness or because he was angry.

"Huh? This pig can talk??"

Yunhao showed a surprised look, as if he had encountered something extremely magical in the world.

"It belongs to your grandfather! I am a human being, not a pig!!!"

Even though his body was so weak, Juepoqing still roared with all his strength. In order to prove that he was a human and not a pig, this master could no longer care about his frail body.

After shouting this sentence, it seemed that he had spent all his energy on it. His body shook violently in the basket a few times, his eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth and fainted.

Opening the lid of the basket, Yunhao was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. Is this guy's mental endurance so bad?


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