In the early morning, the fog is clear, and the mist of clear water and dust is even thicker.
Viewed from a distance, this place looks like a fairy city.
Zhao Yufan, who got up early, finished his morning exercises and wandered around the city lord's mansion.
Although he was just wandering, he intentionally or unintentionally approached the room where Xia Mo'er lived.
Near the lotus pond, Xia Moer squatted beside the lotus pond, gently holding the clear cold water with both hands, and then stared blankly at the clear water flowing between her fingers.
Bata Bata Water drops fell from the slender white hands into the lotus pond, and the water below the hands rippled in circles.
The sudden footsteps behind her broke Xia Moer's peaceful world.
She stood up like a blooming flower, elegant and graceful.
He looked at the savior in front of him nervously, lowered his head slightly, and said politely in a soft and clear voice: "Benefactor."
The title of benefactor made Zhao Yufan frown slightly.
He was not a benefactor.
He came here on purpose today and did not intend to do what a benefactor should do, so he was a little embarrassed.
"Haha, Miss Xia, you should call me young master.
I am not anything." benefactor."
Xia Mo'er smiled, a trace of suspicion flashed through her beautiful eyes: "Master Zhao, you have something to do with me?"
Zhao Yufan squatted on the ground, picked up a small stone, and threw it casually into the water.
A series of ripples suddenly appeared in the water, "Can you tell me about the past?"
"Ah" Xia Mo'er exclaimed, her beautiful eyes widening even further, "Master Zhao, what you just said was a little inappropriate, right?"
Zhao Yufan and Xia Moer had only met a few times, so it was indeed very inappropriate to directly ask the girl about her past stories.
Looking at the calm lotus pond, Zhao Yufan smiled slyly and said, "I guess the miracle doctor who treated the fourth prince in Kyoto must be very young."
"Does it have anything to do with me?"
Xia Mo'er's soft voice suddenly turned cold, and her expression was even more nervous than before, "It's nothing, I'll leave."
Xia Moer left quickly, but she still heard Zhao Yufan's words behind her.
He said: "That young miracle doctor should have been to Bishuiyan City, and maybe he knows Miss Xia."
The lotus pond returned to calm, but the person here has been replaced by Zhao Yufan.
Since Xia Mo'er left, there was no need for him to stay, but looking at Xia Mo'er's expression, he had already guessed something.
Before returning to the room, Zhao Yufan heard that Elder Yunhai and Xia Qiuze had all rushed outside the city.
It seemed that the strong men from the other five major sects had arrived, including some strong men from other sects.
He lazily walked towards the city gate, and met Mo Qi who was walking forward in a daze.
He didn't hesitate to kick Mo Qi in the back in retaliation for Mo Qi's provocation last night.
Mo Qi grumbled for a while and ignored him.
After a while, he said mysteriously: "His uncle, guess what the situation is now."
Glancing at Mo Qi, Zhao Yufan analyzed lightly: "Now" Before he finished speaking, Mo Qi interrupted him.
He saw that Zhao Yufan seemed to have guessed, and quickly spoke first: "The situation has turned around.
Yesterday, the Zimang Cavalry was surrounded by heavy troops.
At this time, most of the Zimang Cavalry have retreated, leaving only 10,000 people to maintain order and are no longer under siege.
Bishuiyan City only entered Bishuiyan City in the name of maintaining order.
In my opinion, the various forces have reached an agreement to jointly search for the Dragon Tomb.
As for what happens after finding the Dragon Tomb, they must rely on their own strength. ” "Of course," Zhao Yufan said calmly, looking at the Zimang cavalry and other people from the sect who were entering the city.
After a moment, he suddenly whispered: "There are many strong people.
It seems that we don't have to expect anything in the Dragon Tomb."
Mo Qi smacked his mouth, a little reluctant, but didn't say anything.
There are more than a hundred strong men who rushed to Bishuiyan City.
These strong men are all elders of the sect, and their strength has reached the level of Martial King.
Under the Martial King there are Martial Lords and high-level warriors.
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In front of King Wu, Zhao Yufan and the others were like ants and could be easily crushed.
Among a group of strong men, Zhao Yufan saw familiar figures, including Ji Chen from the Divine Sword Sect, and Lin Hu and Ye Tao from the Xingju Pavilion.
After Ji Chen saw Zhao Yufan, his face showed unwillingness and resentment, while Lin Hu gritted his teeth in jealousy, but did not dare to look at Zhao Yufan.
Ye Tao next to him was so frightened that he hid behind him, as if he was afraid that Zhao Yufan would see him.
Everyone rushed to the city lord's mansion and sat down one after another.
Zhao Yufan and others were also among them, but like Ji Chen and others, they were all at the end of the door.
Almost everyone present was a strong man at the level of King Wu.
Of course, the strength of some of the main characters of Elder Yunhai has long surpassed King Wu.
The remaining people are Zhao Yufan and others, there are more than fifty in number, and they are all outstanding disciples from various forces.
Elder Yunhai and others are discussing the dragon tomb.
They have copied the dragon tomb map.
The next step is to take action.
Because there is no trust between the various forces, they must reach a consensus before they can search for the dragon tomb.
After everyone deliberated for dozens of minutes, they finally unanimously decided to take action in the early morning three days later.
During this period, everyone from each force is not allowed to leave the City Lord's Mansion.
Everyone dispersed one after another.
Before they walked out of the hall, someone suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Who is Zhao Yufan?"
Hearing this, everyone present was startled.
Zhao Yufan and his group also stopped.
Tie Yunshan rubbed his head impatiently and turned to stare behind him: "Is something wrong?"
"You are Zhao Yufan" The voice just now sounded again, and at the same time, a young man wearing ice blue satin and gorgeous clothes walked out from behind the strong men in Hengshan.
This man's right hand was pressed on the hilt of the blue-white sword at his waist.
He walked with his head held high, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed to a slit, and his expression was extremely arrogant.
"No" Tie Yunshan replied coldly.
The young man's narrowed eyes opened slightly, and he covered his eyes with his right hand in disgust, and shouted sternly: "Why don't you just go away and look at the scars on your face?
It's really disgusting."
These words hurt Tie Yunshan's psychological scars, and he glared at the young man with a ferocious expression.
"Hmph" the young man hummed disdainfully, "Scarred dog" When these words came out, the surrounding people burst into laughter, especially Yu Hengshan and other powerful men, who laughed wildly, with mocking looks on their faces.
Yu Hengshan's face was full of arrogance, he kept clapping his hands together, and laughed: "Hahaha, he is originally a human, but with scars on his face, he really looks like a dog with scars.
Haha, in my opinion, when this general returns, Kyoto issued an order prohibiting scarred dogs from walking in human cities."
The group of people around him also echoed, sneering at Tie Yunshan with disdain on their faces.
Yu Hengshan's words made many people frown.
His identity and status should not have said such humiliating words, but he just said it.
In fact, Tie Yunshan is not ugly, the scar on his face just adds a bit of ferocity.
He was ridiculed in front of everyone, and he was so angry that he almost exploded.
He instantly lost his mind.
If Mo Qi hadn't hugged him, he would have eaten a piece of Yu Hengshan's flesh even if he died.
"Zhao Yufan, I want him to be like me."
Tie Yunshan roared heart-breakingly, his reddish eyes flashing with tears.
Zhao Yufan stared at his brother, saw the grievance in his eyes, and said coldly: "Okay":